Infinite transcendence began with Covering the Sky.

Chapter 277 Only One Ancient Scripture is Needed

The figure that suddenly appeared was incredibly powerful, wearing tattered armor, with three heads and six arms and wings on its back. Every move it made had the power to cleave the heavens and the earth.

Despite the manifestation of heavenly tribulation, it was identical to Qi Zhe, as if they were made from the same mold, making it difficult for Qi Zhe to withstand for a time.

He can use all of Qi Zhe's knowledge, including the unique skills from various ancient scriptures, and even the techniques that Qi Zhe created himself.

Before Qi Zhe could make any further moves, the figure moved, its pair of illusory wings flapping gently behind it, and then it slashed towards Qi Zhe.

"laugh!"

Wisps of celestial light swirled around its wings as it slashed down with overwhelming divine power, shattering the void and causing a sea of ​​lightning to surge wherever it passed.

With just one glance, Qi Zhe said coldly, "Flying Immortal."

The wings, imbued with the power of immortals, were incredibly strong. The figure unleashed the Flying Immortal Technique, transforming the wings into celestial blades that swept towards Qi Zhe.

"Sizzle!" Qi Zhe was bleeding under the Winged Heavenly Blade, his shoulder covered in a deep, bone-revealing wound.

At that moment, Qi Zhe roared, "You think a mere brand can turn the world upside down?!"

Qi Zhe did not believe that a single phantom mark could stop him, not even surpassing the extreme number nine, and becoming the tenth mark in the sea of ​​thunder would be in vain.

"All the gods of all ages!"

In an instant, Qi Zhe recovered from his injuries. As he shouted, he manifested his abilities, with countless runes flashing all around him, like swirling vortexes.

"boom!!!"

Unknown phantoms appeared behind Qi Zhe, as if a period of time had been summoned by him, and a desolate and ancient feeling swept across the starry river.

Qi Zhe threw a punch in the next moment, which pierced through the sea of ​​lightning. A shocking beam of light pierced through the sea of ​​lightning, and the fist intent roared continuously.

Even the illusory figures in the sea of ​​thunder shattered one after another. Seven out of the ten figures disappeared, and the remaining three were flickering uncertainly. The power of a single punch was terrifying.

The terrifying scene astonished the starry sky; even those far away were awestruck by it. The many prodigies undergoing their tribulations fell silent upon witnessing it.

"boom!"

The next moment, Qi Zhe's tribulation went berserk, and the seven figures that had disappeared reappeared, as if everything that had just happened was nothing but a mirage.

Seeing this, Qi Zhe sighed regretfully, "In the end, it's just a heavenly tribulation."

He felt he had used his strongest attack, and its power did not disappoint him, but it still failed to wipe out the sea of ​​thunder.

And if this continues, he will have to endure more suffering. The tribulation will not be completely over until the power of the heavenly tribulation is exhausted.

"boom!"

"boom!"

".!"

A series of booming sounds echoed in the sea of ​​lightning as Qi Zhe unleashed his full power in the fierce battle.

He had practiced all sorts of secret techniques, including the Myriad Transformations Saint Technique, the Flying Immortal Technique, the Fighting Secret Technique, and the Military Secret Technique, but none of them could compare to that punch just now.

He has reached a point where he can do without the help of others; his own will and skills resonate with each other, allowing him to stand in a truly forbidden realm.

"I need an ancient scripture!" But at this moment, Qi Zhe realized that he had to immediately begin creating a method and casting a scripture.

He had previously attained enlightenment and cultivated, creating numerous divine techniques. When he severed his own path, he would interpret the Great Dao with his own Dao and use his own Dao to strongly name the Great Dao.

However, creating a thousand divine arts and ten thousand methods is not as important as forging an ancient scripture, simply because an ancient scripture is an extension of a cultivator's will and thought.

Technique is merely a manifestation of the Way, not the Way itself. Even with boundless divine power, it is difficult to achieve true mastery.

What Qi Zhe lacks is an ancient scripture, a supreme scripture that elucidates the great path of self-cultivation, the foundation of that towering edifice.

If he achieves enlightenment, he can transform all divine arts into his own, and control the arts of others with his own will, thus revealing boundless divine power. "I have comprehended the arts, but how do I forge the scriptures?"

Qi Zhe muttered to himself, "From technique to principle, my scriptures must be different from others, otherwise they cannot bear the weight of my will."

The Dao is elusive and without trace; it is neither tangible nor intangible, existing only in the void between heaven and earth.

It is the truth of heaven and earth, the foundation of all things and all operations, the reason why fire burns, why water boils, and the origin of power.

Qi Zhe's Dao was closely related to him, and it was the place he wanted to go. In just a moment, Qi Zhe muttered to himself, "My Dao is all-encompassing!"

Qi Zhe wanted to possess all great power, evolve to transcend the ordinary and ascend to the other shore. He believed that all paths should be written by him, and that he would reach every corner of the world.

"Having completed my tribulation, I will now embark on the ancient path to comprehend the Dao and forge scriptures."

The boundless sea of ​​thunder churned ceaselessly, and Qi Zhe, amidst it, underwent tribulation and comprehended the Dao, growing stronger almost every day, experiencing everything about himself in the midst of destruction.

He knew that creating his own scripture would take time; ten or a hundred years would not be enough, and he would have to spend a lifetime perfecting it.

Qi Zhe was fearless; he was determined to do it.

"boom!!"

At this moment, Qi Zhe roamed in the sea of ​​lightning, waving his palm forward to sweep away the many illusory figures in the sea of ​​lightning, like a great emperor reigning over the world.

He stopped waiting and chose to take the initiative to break through this calamity.

His Dao and Dharma are all manifest, and there are also radiant and auspicious lights shining in the sea of ​​thunder, and golden lotuses blooming in the void. The Great Dao is resonating with all of them.

The sea of ​​thunder roared incessantly, and countless phantom figures were locked in fierce battle with Qi Zhe, seemingly an endless chaotic fight, where even when they were scattered, they could reappear.

Qi Zhe navigated through this environment, honing his skills and constantly confronting challenges with various means.

The terrifying roar resounded throughout the sea of ​​lightning, even startling many cultivators outside, but unfortunately, the sea of ​​lightning made it difficult to see through it.

"What exactly is he cultivating?"

Even so, some people still frowned, feeling that Qi Zhe's tribulation had been over for a long time, but he was becoming more and more terrifying every day.

As time passed, many prodigies had completed their tribulations, but it took more than twenty days for Qi Zhe's tribulation to finally end.

"boom!!!"

The lightning that emerged from the void resembled a chaotic dance of thunder dragons, but it continuously dissipated under Qi Zhe's aura, turning into lightning and disappearing in a single exchange.

"Zha!" Qi Zhe opened his mouth and let out a clear whistle, swallowing the sky full of lightning in one gulp, and refining the chaotic heavenly tribulation into his belly in an instant.

Above the shattered star, many of the tribulations looked strange. As they watched Qi Zhe complete his tribulation, their expressions turned serious almost instantly.

"He has successfully completed his tribulation!"

Some people were watching Qi Zhe closely, sensing that something was wrong and that Qi Zhe was now very difficult to mess with, possessing an astonishingly powerful aura.

More than twenty days ago, Di Tian, ​​Ba Wang, and Gu Huang attacked Qi Zhe together and were forced to retreat. Now that the opponent has completed his tribulation, he may continue to make things difficult for them.

This guy is far more domineering than any tyrant, otherwise he wouldn't have provoked these twenty-odd people, seemingly unafraid of their group attack.

"Humph!"

Beneath the distant starry sky, the Overlord, with a divine bell hanging from his head and a battle spear in his hand, stared at Qi Zhe with murderous intent, his entire body exuding holy might.

He has now become a saint, even breaking through three levels in a single step, possessing the astonishing combat power to traverse galaxies, capable of shattering even stars with a single stomp.

He was determined to wash away the shame from Qi Zhe and let him know the power of the Overlord Body. He was even willing to send him to his death to achieve his own supreme fame.

Qi Zhe also sensed this, and stared intently at Ba Wang in the starry sky for a moment before laughing and saying, "You're no good. If you want to die, then come forward."

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