In the world of "Covering the Sky," my cultivation technique is not right.

"Oh, right! This kid brought along..."

Black Emperor suddenly thought of the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron, but he chose to remain silent when the words were on the tip of his tongue. This thing was a great tool for scheming. If he took it out and used it on Old Peng King, it would really be the death of him.

The little dragon king in green robes looked solemn and didn't bother to listen to what others were saying.

Although he knew that the old Peng King was always magnanimous and never stingy in guiding the younger generation, he was also very protective of his own. The young Peng King was seriously injured by the Holy Son of Yao Guang and provoked him. It was not impossible that he would really take drastic measures.

If that's the case, then the Holy Land of Yao Guang...

Old Peng King smiled, his face bathed in golden divine light, like a supreme deity.

At first, the laughter was somewhat suppressed, but it gradually grew louder, until the sound shook the heavens and earth, and everyone heard it:

"Heh—haha—an interesting junior—"

Slowly, his voice faded, his face calm, his eyes deep, as he looked at Lü Yao: "Are you ready?"

He looked at the Chaos Immortal Essence Gourd on Lü Yao's head, seemingly recognizing this divine object, but without a trace of greed.

He then looked at the two great secret realms of Lü Yao, the Sea of ​​Wheels and the Palace of Dao, whose auras rose far exceeding those of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.

A spark of interest arose in his heart, and he decided to test the junior's abilities.

Lu Yao said calmly, "Please enlighten me, senior."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old Peng King's figure disappeared, replaced by a golden Peng, its wings shimmering with golden light, its eyes filled with indifference.

The wind stopped, the clouds dispersed, and a dense golden light filled the sky and earth, transforming it into a golden kingdom.

Ripples spread outwards from Peng's body, and sharp golden energy suddenly tore through the void, revealing jet-black cracks.

"One hundred and eight thousand swords!"

Old Peng didn't say much. With a slight flap of his wings, he unleashed a secret technique, the same one used by Little Peng King, seemingly to prove that it was humans who were weak, not the secret techniques passed down by the Peng clan for countless millennia.

"Buzz!"

The golden feathers on his body trembled slightly, and then a golden ocean of swords engulfed the sky, destroying heaven and earth. The entire small secret realm trembled under such power.

"Clang!"

The world was filled with the sound of swords, echoing in all directions, from ancient times to the present, making one feel that the Pengyu sword energy existed even in the long river of history.

The clang of swords rang in everyone's ears, making their minds go blank.

This is not even a simple secret technique, but rather a way of subtly integrating one's own Dao into it. Perhaps if the suppression of the Great Dao were to be relaxed even slightly, the old Peng King could immediately sever the Dao and transcend the tribulation to become a king!

The golden ocean surged endlessly, wave after wave, roaring towards Lü Yao, overwhelming and inescapable.

Lu Yao never expected that the various Dao Palace incarnations of the Old Peng King would possess such combat power.

This is not a hundred and eighty thousand swords, it's more than one hundred and eighty million swords! It's not the same kind of thing as what Little Peng King used.

Lu Yao's four secret realms instantly burst forth with boundless divine light, four beams of light shining brightly. Among them, the Sea of ​​Wheels and the Dao Palace were the most wondrous, rumbling as if the heavens and earth were being created.

His eyes displayed yin and yang energies, and a small purple-gold figure sat cross-legged between his brows, his entire body radiating Daoist charm.

Within the Sea of ​​Wheels, the Celestial Venerable of Morality exuded boundless purple energy, while the Primordial Celestial Venerable radiated golden light across the sky. The Spring of Life gushed forth, the Divine Bridge trembled, and the Sea of ​​Bitterness surged to its limit...

Within the Dao Palace Secret Realm, the five great deities all closed their eyes, and vast divine power surged from their bodies, while mysterious chanting of scriptures shook the entire secret realm.

The three illusory weapon images—the Hengyu Furnace, the Immortal Tears Green Gold Pagoda, and the Taihuang Sword—composed of Dao principles, trembled slightly, radiating powerful aura and divine power.

"boom--"

In an instant, Lü Yao's strength broke through to the ninth transformation of the Dragon Transformation, which meant that he had reached the Eight Forbidden Zones!

During this period, it would be difficult to find another genius like him on the entire ancient star of Beidou!

But it was still not over. Soon, Lü Yao broke through the barriers of the Dragon Transformation Platform and the Immortal Ascension Platform.

He lacks one secret realm, preventing him from resonating with the five major secret realms and stepping into the divine forbidden realm, but that doesn't mean his combat power cannot continue to increase!

Lu Yao's aura soared to the heavens, and clanging sounds emanated from his body. These sounds had already been heard when the Old Peng King appeared, but they were too faint to be heard by others.

At this moment, it was as if someone was holding a hammer, striking the gate separating the immortals and the mortals, and the sound of metal was loud.

"...Ninety-nine...one hundred!"

The moment the Feather Sword Ocean enveloped him, the All-Encompassing Secret was fully activated, and his aura surged dramatically, becoming as deep and unstoppable as the ocean.

The secret of the character "皆" has been constantly deducing itself, wanting to break through the extreme realm in this path again.

Now, he can trigger a tenfold increase every hundred times, but due to the Eight Forbidden Rules, it is far from tenfold, only fivefold, which is half the original amount.

But it's terrifying enough; it's a breakthrough of the rules. The secret of nobility and aloofness lies in his seclusion, which he has been seeking precisely this breakthrough.

The two Dao Palace secret realms also completely unleashed boundless divine power, flowing out a sea of ​​essence and energy, allowing his aura to break through the early and middle stages of Immortal One, reaching the pinnacle, just one level away from the second level of the Immortal Platform, touching the threshold of Immortal Two. This was his peak combat power!

Tai Chi Chuan!

"The Sacred Technique of Myriad Transformations!"

"Flying Immortal Technique!"

With a wave of his hands, Lü Yao instantly created a miraculous yin-yang diagram in front of him, while two ruthless secret techniques were silently hidden beneath it.

At that very moment, Lü Yao was instantly submerged by the ocean formed by the Pengyu Sword. Both the enormous stone gourd and the handsome Yao Guang Holy Son vanished from everyone's sight.

The sky was left with only a vast golden ocean, the clanging of swords, and the sharp aura of blades.

Chapter 117 Yin and Yang Reversed, All Laws in Chaos

"Lü Yao!" Ye Fan, who had been calm and composed and believed that Lü Yao would not seek his own death, panicked at the sight and took to the air, about to rush into the battlefield.

Even though he knew that Lü Yao possessed an imperial weapon, he still panicked when he saw this earth-shattering scene.

Black Emperor bit his leg, while Tu Fei gripped his other leg tightly with both hands, resulting in a stalemate in mid-air.

"Ye Zi, wake up! You've entered the combat zone, you'll be reduced to dust in an instant!" Tu Fei shouted, trying to rouse Ye Fan to a sliver of consciousness.

"That kid still has a trump card up his sleeve. Don't be impulsive. The one who should be worried is Old Peng King." Black Emperor squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth, finally reminding Ye Fan of the existence of the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron.

He gave up the struggle with the man and the dog, fell to the ground, his clothes disheveled.

Tu Fei breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, he felt like he was dragging a wild and ferocious beast with immense strength, and his whole body was about to be pulled apart.

Ye Fan clenched his fist: "If anything happens to Lü Yao, I will definitely wipe out the Peng Clan to avenge him in the future."

Black Emperor said, "Nothing will happen. That kid Lü is very cunning, just like the Great Emperor Wushi..."

After saying that, he seemed to realize that he had revealed something, so he quickly covered his mouth with both hands and glanced at Ye Fan and Tu Fei, only to find that the two of them had not paid any attention to what he had said.

Fortunately, Ye Fan was intently watching the golden sea of ​​sword energy in the sky, while Tu Fei was rubbing his arm with a pained expression.

"This human is finished. With the old Peng King personally taking action, there is no chance of survival." The demon heroes who were drinking and watching the dance in the palace of the little dragon king in blue robes were extremely excited when they saw this scene.

"Ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, thinking that just because he has the title of the number one genius in the Southern Region, he is reckless and dares to challenge the old senior, who has been a figure who has dominated the Eastern Wilderness for nearly two thousand years."

One of the demons had a cold expression and spoke arrogantly, and his words resonated with many other demons.

An elder of the demon race slowly shook his head, his voice filled with regret: "The world has lost another young prodigy, but it is a great joy to see the Peng King make a move. He probably hasn't made a move for hundreds of years."

"If even an avatar possesses such power, I wonder just how strong the true form of the Roc King truly is."

The demon race was abuzz with excitement, for with such a powerful figure in charge, the demon race of the Eastern Wilderness could rest easy.

However, amidst the overwhelming golden sword energy, a patch of pure land remained, not completely submerged.

It was a slowly rotating Yin-Yang diagram, no more than ten feet in diameter. All the golden feather swords that slashed or stabbed were blocked.

Even more miraculously, some Pengyu swords, which clearly carried immense power, were like mud when they came into contact with this divine diagram. Their Dao principles and essence were completely worn away, and they dissipated on the spot.

Lu Yao stood in the very center of the Yin-Yang diagram, with the Chaos Gourd hanging above his head. His eyes swirled with the two streams of Yin and Yang energy as he fully activated his secret technique to resist the Peng Yu sword energy.

However, many Pengyu swords still managed to break through the Yin-Yang Diagram and the Myriad Transformations Sacred Technique, striking the protective chaotic energy flow with clangs and clatters.

Those streams of chaotic energy, incredibly heavy, resembled divine waterfalls, firmly protecting him within them.

"Not enough..." This kind of pressure doesn't seem to be at the level of a mid-stage Great Power, so there's only one reason: Old Peng King is holding back!

These attacks are only at an initial stage.

One of his eyes flowed with the dark, yin energy, and the other with the pure, yang energy, tightly integrated with the yin-yang diagram. Any unusual movement in any part of the divine diagram was under his control.

"The Tai Chi Yin Yang diagram has long since broken free from the constraints of Tai Chi Chuan, but merely being a divine diagram that resembles a strange phenomenon is far from enough!"

Lu Yao's brow shone brighter as he continued to deduce the future of this secret technique.

"Not enough pressure!" Lu Yao had already shared the unparalleled comprehension of Tai Chi, and various conjectures had been verified with the Devouring Heaven Immortal Skill, but he was still stuck at a certain important juncture.

Dao patterns sprouted beneath his feet, and his figure moved with lightning speed, disappearing from his original spot in an instant. When he reappeared, he was right in front of the Old Peng King.

His eyes gleamed, his fist clenched, and a surge of divine power erupted as he prepared to smash it down on Old Peng King's head.

Old Peng Wang remained expressionless, tilted his head, and easily dodged the fist imprint. He then unleashed the Heavenly Peng Speed, instantly disappearing several miles away.

Lu Yao pursued relentlessly, employing techniques ranging from fist imprints to the Flying Immortal Technique and Myriad Transformations Saint Technique concealed within the Holy Light Technique, and even the Sage Technique activated by the Battle Secret Art...

All sorts of secret techniques were used in a smooth and fluid manner, but the old Peng King had only one way to deal with them: Heavenly Peng Speed!

The two figures moved swiftly and agilely within a range of dozens of miles, swimming freely in the golden, shimmering ocean. In an instant, countless afterimages appeared in the sky, all depicting the two fighting.

Just then, Old Peng Wang, who had been dodging, suddenly noticed a weakness in Lü Yao.

A peerless killing strike suddenly descended upon him, breaking through the dual obstructions of the Yin-Yang Divine Diagram and the Myriad Transformations Sacred Technique!

The Pengyu Sword, about three zhang long, attacked from behind Lü Yao, forcefully slicing through the Yin-Yang Diagram. The sword hummed and flashed with cold light.

"Ah-"

Dao patterns intertwined beneath Lü Yao's feet, allowing him to maneuver nimbly within a small space, yet he still couldn't completely evade the attack. A deep, bone-revealing wound was slashed across his back by the sword energy, and blood stained his white robes, blurring them into a blur.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle!"

It was this oversight that put him at a complete disadvantage, and more and more golden swords broke through the obstruction and appeared in front of Lü Yao.

With the strength of the old Peng King, each of the 108,000 swords he unleashed was enough to be fatal.

He didn't reach the pinnacle of Immortal Rank 2 by simply grinding time; he was originally a prodigy of the Peng Clan more than a thousand years ago, having passed through the nine heavenly trials set by the Peng Clan's sage.

He definitely touched upon the existence of the "forbidden".