Infinite transcendence began with Covering the Sky.

Chapter 323 The Sword That Appeared in a Glimpse

Tens of thousands of years have buried too much, to the point that even the Undying Daoist has somewhat forgotten the details of that battle, after all, he now only has a wisp of divine consciousness left.

Even so, he was still able to recreate the past and see that spirited young man again in his memory.

All of this stemmed from his suspicion that there were problems with World War I, his desire to find out the truth, and his unwillingness to continue being deceived.

"boom!!!"

This is the boundless void of the universe. The incomparably powerful Undying Daoist seems to have returned to his prime, possessing the divine might to tear apart the heavens and the earth with his bare hands.

The next moment, he felt a series of loud noises in his ears. When he opened his eyes slightly, he saw the other person's palm coming down on him, which made it impossible for him to lift his head.

This palm strike caused the heavens and earth to roar, the universe to collapse, vast stretches of galaxies to dim, and almost obliterated the very Dao.

"Aaaaah! I refuse to accept this!"

At this moment, the Immortal Taoist in the Sacred Cliff looked like a madman, and couldn't help but look up at the sky and let out a hoarse roar, his expression extremely painful.

He still remembers being struck by the other party's palm, breaking his bones and tendons, fighting for half an hour, and then the other party just struck him with one palm and he couldn't lift his head.

Even now, when he thinks about it, the Immortal Daoist still feels a chill in his heart, because it was the most difficult moment of his life, one he had never experienced before.

People say he is not much worse than the Immortal Emperor, but on that day he could not lift his head under the palm of Wushi, which was almost equivalent to being defeated by the Immortal Emperor.

He couldn't accept this outcome, but he was powerless to do anything about it. In his roar, his primordial spirit was taken away, and he watched as his body was sealed into the earth.

Eighty thousand years ago, as Wushi departed, he desperately broke the great mountain that sealed his body, but his body was already gone, as if it had been obliterated.

He was utterly desperate and subsequently sealed his divine consciousness into the Immortal Source, where it has remained to this day, hoping that one day he can be saved by the Immortal Emperor.

Qi Zhe sat on the distant mountain, looking at the furious figure of the Undying Daoist in the center of the Sacred Cliff, and was speechless for a moment.

The fact that the other party went mad while recalling memories was something he hadn't expected, which shows how much of a blow the Great Emperor Wushi had dealt him.

The next moment, the Undying Daoist recovered, his eyes still red. The surging killing intent around him gradually subsided, and he roared, "I understand!"

"He hid my body while I wasn't looking!"

He initially thought that Wushi's seal was too powerful, which had destroyed his immortal phoenix body, but now it seems that it was completely unnecessary.

You must know that he received the grace of the Immortal Emperor back then, which gave him true life, and that body was a true immortal phoenix body.

Wu Shi couldn't possibly be so wasteful as to destroy something he had already captured. He felt that Wu Shi must have some ulterior motive for doing this.

"Sigh," the Immortal Taoist then felt a wave of helplessness. Even if he knew, what could he do? He knew he could no longer find that body.

Even if he found it, with only a wisp of divine consciousness left, how could he break through the seal of Wushi? It's obvious that the other party wouldn't leave any loopholes.

At this moment, the Immortal Daoist felt somewhat disheartened, feeling that the howling wind in the Sacred Cliff Mountain was so biting that it made him feel a little sad.

"laugh!"

The next moment, he vanished without a word, turning into a ray of light that disappeared into the mountain's belly and vanished from the mountaintop.

Qi Zhe was speechless upon seeing this, then muttered, "That old guy."

However, he didn't care too much about the other party's movements. After all, he had already gotten what he wanted, and the other party's departure was a good thing.

"Whoosh!"

A fierce wind howled through the Sacred Cliff Mountain, its mournful sound echoing continuously. Qi Zhe sat cross-legged atop the mountain, beginning his attempt to cultivate the two secrets of 'Preliminary Journey'.

"The Xingzi Secret Technique is indeed extraordinary. In terms of speed alone, there is still room for improvement, but its true strength lies in its ability to ignore Dao pattern formations and involve the time domain." Qi Zhe concluded after a brief attempt that although the Xingzi Secret Technique's speed was unparalleled, there were still secret techniques that could catch up.

Its true special feature is that it ignores the array formed by Dao patterns, and when cultivated to its limit, it even ventures into the realm of time, making it unmatched by many secret techniques.

The "Former Word Secret" is even more extraordinary. This secret technique cultivates the primordial spirit, has its own specific offensive methods, and can even enable cultivators to communicate with spirits.

At this moment, Qi Zhe didn't even dare to cultivate it in the Sacred Cliff, feeling that there might be problems with cultivating the Pre-Word Secret. He wanted to cultivate the Emperor Array to protect himself with divine weapons.

The next moment, Qi Zhe moved. He pulled the stone horse and slowly walked down the mountain peak, heading towards the area in the distance that was not covered by the imperial formation.

“Cultivation is a long road, and one cannot move forward without thinking,” Qi Zhe sighed on the road, worrying about how to continue his rapid progress in the Great Sage Realm.

It has to be said that this is difficult. He knows he has extraordinary talent, but he still needs time. It is difficult to break this common sense.

Qi Zhe then led Shi Ma to a cliff on the outskirts of the Sacred Cliff, where he sat cross-legged and attempted to cultivate the Pre-Word Secret Technique with his head suspended above the stone gate.

After all, this secret is very special. If one cultivates it to the point of spiritual insight, it is not difficult to see a corner of the future. Perhaps a hundred years will pass in the blink of an eye if one is not careful.

He desperately needed this opportunity.

As time passed, the sacred cliff was now shrouded in darkness, and starlight began to fall from the sky, with many great mountains shimmering slightly in the moonlight.

Qi Zhe closed his eyes under the moonlight, his whole body radiating divine light, like a breathtaking celestial being, his every breath in harmony with heaven and earth.

The cultivation process of the Qianzi Secret was very magical for Qi Zhe. He felt as if his soul was about to leave his body, and he had a feeling of wanting to travel in the void.

During this process, his soul felt a sense of closeness to the Dao, and even the secrets of heaven became extremely clear before him, as if he could touch them with a wave of his hand.

But the feeling disappeared the next moment. Qi Zhe could feel it going away. He did not communicate with spirits; he had only cultivated his soul.

"What a pity!" Qi Zhe sighed inwardly, then tried to open his eyes, but the next moment a roaring sound rang in his ears.

"boom!!!"

The violent roar shook the mountains and rivers, and when Qi Zhe opened his eyes, he saw that he was floating in the universe, with a large star shattering in mournful cries beneath his feet.

The Big Dipper constellation seemed to have collapsed, with many stars on the verge of falling, and various dazzling lights rising and falling, like suns burning one after another.

Meanwhile, a massive rift stretching for hundreds of millions of miles in the distance was constantly emitting a shower of light. It lay across the boundless universe, emanating an aura of immortality.

Countless phantoms of gods, demons, and immortals roared within the cracks, each one extremely powerful, as if they had descended from the celestial realm.

"Is this the path to immortality? I crossed time to get here?" Qi Zhe exclaimed in shock amidst the various sights, momentarily unable to distinguish between time and space.

This world was completely unfamiliar to him; it was nothing like the Big Dipper Star Region he knew, and not a single scene was the same as before.

"Boom! Boom!!!"

Then came another roar, and when Qi Zhe looked up, he saw several figures standing side by side in the sky above the Path to Immortality, each radiating light that overwhelmed the universe.

The next moment, Qi Zhe saw someone make a move. That person wielded a long sword that was surrounded by starlight, and with just one strike, he cleaved through the heavens and the universe.

As the longsword swept across the sky, the three thousand worlds came into being and perished, and the endless phantoms of gods and demons turned to ashes in an instant. The path to immortality was cleaved open by his sword, revealing even deeper cracks.

The fluctuations were too much for Qi Zhe to bear. He was so close that his vision went black almost instantly, and he had to gasp for breath in the darkness of the Holy Cliff.

"So strong!"

There's no work left.
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(End of this chapter)