Covering the Heavens: Fishing for the Heavens Starting from the Great Accomplished Holy Body

Chapter 105 Refining Hong Yi, the Other Shore Dao Fruit!

As soon as he finished speaking, Hong Yi raised his hand and took something out from between his eyebrows.

It was neither a concrete dewdrop nor a solid ball of light, but a seed of a "concept," an imprint of "order."

It is formless and intangible, yet it truly exists.

The moment Hong Yi's divine sense touched it, hum!

There was no dazzling light, no earth-shattering roar.

But Hong Yi's entire soul, and even his years of hard-earned cultivation of the Dao of Change, trembled violently and involuntarily at this moment.

An indescribable sense of "completeness," a supreme rhythm of "order," resounded directly deep within his Dao heart like a silent, resounding bell!

This feeling is not so much shock as it is more like a "display" or a "contrast".

It's as if someone who has always viewed the world through frosted glass suddenly has all barriers removed, revealing the world's original, clear, complete, and orderly true face.

Heaven and earth have their constant order, the four seasons have their own order, and all things have their own rules.

This is the mark of Heaven's Heart.

It is the embodiment of the Dao by a true enlightened being, the condensation of the will of the Great Dao of a world, and the ultimate order of the universe's operation.

Without hesitation, Hong Yi activated the Heavenly Heart Mark, which merged into his brow.

boom!!!

An indescribable aura of terror suddenly erupted from his body.

The aura was ancient, vast, solemn, and dignified, as if he were this world, the universe itself, and the source of all rules.

His cultivation level began to rise rapidly.

The Great Perfection of Yang Shen, Half a Step Towards the Other Shore, the Other Shore—

In just a moment, he stepped into the legendary other shore realm.

Moreover, it wasn't just the initial entry, but a direct ascent to the peak of the other shore, reaching a level that countless Yang Gods dream of but can never reach in their lifetime.

He opened his eyes, and wherever his gaze fell, all paths submitted, and the heavens trembled.

The void that had been shattered by the battle with Meng Shenji was now healing itself. The annihilated chaotic energy was re-coalescing, and the destroyed fragments of the continent were rolling back, as if time had reversed and everything had returned to before the great battle.

The entire Yang Shen Yu Shen began to expand at this moment.

Endless vitality was born from nothingness, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth became more than ten times richer, and the laws of the Great Dao became clearer, more complete, and easier to comprehend.

Countless beings who were cultivating felt a jolt throughout their bodies, their bottlenecks loosened, and their cultivation levels surged, as if they had received the blessing of the entire world.

Everyone can be a dragon!

At this moment, Hong Yi finally understood the true meaning of those four words.

It's not about making everyone strong, but about making this world a place where everyone can become stronger.

He did it.

But he couldn't be happy.

Because the moment the Heavenly Heart Mark merged into his brow, he clearly sensed that he had established an unbreakable connection with some unseen being.

The connection was so faint that it was almost imperceptible.

But it really exists.

Like an invisible thread, one end was tied to him, and the other end extended into the endless depths of time and space, towards the figure sitting cross-legged with a green bamboo pole in hand.

He is not a detached person.

He was just a fish being fished, struggling in the water, trying to leap over the dragon gate, but ultimately unable to get rid of the deadly fishhook and gain freedom!

Hong Yi looked up at the figure, his gaze piercing through endless time and space as he met the person's eyes.

Those eyes remained calm, gentle, and held a transcendent air of looking down upon all living beings.

Hong Yi suddenly smiled.

There was bitterness, relief, and an indescribable complexity in that smile.

"I see."

He muttered to himself, his voice very soft, but it was unclear whether the person at the end of the fishing line could hear him.

"Whether I choose or not, the outcome is already predetermined, so it's for the best!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a jolt throughout his body.

That invisible thread has been withdrawn.

Hong Yi's figure, along with the four divine artifacts behind him, the I Ching he created, and everything about him, all disappeared from the Yang God World at this moment.

It's as if it never existed.

The ancient battlefield in the starry sky has returned to deathly silence.

Only Meng Shenji remained, suspended in the void, looking in the direction where Hong Yi had disappeared, his expression complex and unreadable.

He won.

But he felt no joy.

Because he knew that he was nothing more than a pawn.

The dark red ball of flesh that had allowed him to surpass his limits and reach the other side had now completely merged with him.

But Meng Shenji felt that the thing was now quite troublesome.

Because he could feel that he was also connected by an invisible thread.

The other end of that line was also connected to that seated figure.

He is also a fish.

It's just that I'll be hooking it later than Hong Yi!

A world that covers the sky, the ancient star of the Big Dipper.

Li Qingshan sat cross-legged in the void, holding the green bamboo pole in his right hand, his gaze fixed on the end of the fishing line.

There, a figure was "sliding" down the fishing line.

Hong Yi.

He was surrounded by a vast aura of the Heavenly Dao, the authority bestowed upon him by the Heavenly Heart Mark, which made his Dao perfect in an instant, enough to directly ascend to the Other Shore Realm.

But at this moment, he was powerless to stop himself and could only follow that invisible line, falling into this unfamiliar world.

As Li Qingshan watched the figure getting closer and closer, a thought stirred within him.

The moment Hong Yi truly stepped onto the other shore, the entire Yangshen Plane returned to reality, and he could personally set foot in that great world at any time.

At the same time, one can act at will, fishing for all living beings in the entire Yangshen plane from across a world plane.

After some thought, Li Qingshan decided not to directly descend upon the entire Yangshen Plane.

He simply stepped out and arrived in an unfamiliar space and time.

This is the transit station connecting the Second Fishing Ground of the Heavens with the Shrouding Heaven Plane.

Everything is resolved here, all causes and effects are eliminated, leaving no trace.

Hong Yi's figure followed the invisible fishing line, like a big fish caught on a hook, involuntarily "slipping" from the Yangshen world.

Space and time twisted, folded, and flipped around him.

He saw the I Ching he had created turn into streaks of light behind him, saw the universe of all living beings that he had painstakingly cultivated shrink rapidly in his field of vision, and saw the complex and enigmatic face of Meng Shenji frozen in the depths of the shattered void.

Then, everything returned to calm.

With his feet firmly planted, Hong Yi steadied himself.

This is a completely unfamiliar place.

There was no familiar aura of the Yangshen world, no surge of the will of all living beings, and not even the "principle" that he could easily perceive from the I Ching, which he had cultivated for many years.

All that remained was a void, and in the center of that void sat a figure.

He was dressed in black, with a green bamboo pole, and had an ordinary face and a gentle demeanor.

It was the same figure he had vaguely seen at the end of the Starlight Bait.

"Your plans are so profound, your ambitions are not small."

Hong Yi spoke, his voice calm, devoid of anger or fear, only displaying a detached indifference that spoke of everything, "I actively merged with the Heavenly Heart Mark. I lost this round, and I have nothing to say. I just never expected it to end this way!"

Li Qingshan looked at him, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

"As expected of Yi Zi, he remains so calm even at this stage."

He paused, raised his right hand, and gently clenched his fist.

hum!

Hong Yi felt a heat between his brows, and the Heavenly Heart Mark that had just been integrated into him instantly broke free from his control, turning into a stream of light and falling into Li Qingshan's palm.

It was a fist-sized, chaotic-colored ball of light, with countless fine lines flowing across its surface. Each line represented a fundamental law, a kind of order of heaven and earth.

Li Qingshan glanced down and gently clenched his fist.

boom!

The Heavenly Heart Mark exploded in response, transforming into a shower of light.

In the rain of light, the purest essence of Heaven was stripped away, transforming into a hazy, gray mist that floated quietly before him.

Those marks representing the laws of the Yang God's Great Dao and the order of heaven and earth completely vanished into nothingness.

Hong Yi watched this scene with a calm expression.

"And what's next? What do you intend to do with me?"

Li Qingshan did not answer.

He simply raised his hand and gestured.

An indescribable, terrifying suction force surged from all directions, enveloping Hong Yi entirely.

That was the power of 3.6 million divine particles operating simultaneously, the devouring power unleashed by 1.23 million illuminated particles, and his supreme law, which was independent of all other laws.

Hong Yi felt a tightness all over his body, as if everything inside him was being forcibly stripped away.

The Way of the I Ching, the aspirations of all beings, the spiritual fruition of the Yang Spirit, and even his will and memories honed through countless reincarnations—

Everything was drawn out of the body by that force, turning into streams of light that floated in the void.

Hong Yi's body began to become transparent.

His breath grew weaker and weaker, his figure faded and faded, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

But he remained standing, his eyes still fixed on Li Qingshan, as calm as ever.

"The Way of the I Ching, the power of all beings' aspirations, the path to the other shore—"

Li Qingshan looked at the things floating in front of him and nodded. "They are indeed good things, but the most precious thing is you yourself!"

He raised his right hand, his five fingers loosely clenched.

The suspended objects exploded simultaneously, turning into countless tiny specks of light that merged with Hong Yi's nearly transparent figure.

Immediately afterwards, a huge phantom of a furnace appeared behind him.

The furnace was entirely of a chaotic color, and its body was covered with countless ancient runes. Each rune was flashing, flowing, and chanting incantations that transcended eternity.

The furnace mouth was wide open, revealing a bottomless void that seemed capable of swallowing up everything in the myriad realms.

Hell's Furnace!

This is the supreme refining method within the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Technique. After Li Qingshan integrated it into his own Dao principles, it has evolved to a completely new level.

Hong Yi's almost transparent figure was lifted up by an invisible force and slowly floated toward the furnace phantom.

He did not struggle or resist.

He glanced at Li Qingshan one last time, a relieved smile appearing on his lips.

"Your Excellency—impressive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared into the illusory image of the furnace.

boom!!!

The furnace trembled slightly, and the ancient runes on its body suddenly lit up, bursting forth with a dazzling chaotic light.

Within the light, a blurry figure could be vaguely seen slowly dissipating, transforming into the most primordial and purest source of chaos.

The process was not painful; on the contrary, it brought a strange tranquility.

It was as if it wasn't being refined, but rather returning to its original state.

Return to the chaotic state at the beginning of time, return to the source of all existence.

After a while.

The illusory image of the furnace slowly dissipated.

Only a fist-sized, hazy mass of the Other Shore Origin remained in the void, silently suspended there.

That other shore's origin is incomparably pure, without any attributes or biases; it is simply the purest and most primordial "origin."

Everything about Hong Yi—the Way of the I Ching, the aspirations of all beings, the fruits of the other shore, and the will and memories honed through countless cycles of reincarnation—has now been completely integrated into this chaotic origin, becoming one with it.

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