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

Chapter 118 The Chaos Tree and the World Tree, Ye Fan and his companion are constantly being hunted down!

"This fellow Daoist certainly has impressive skills. He didn't make a move until now, and now he's even managed to snatch away their sect's most prized treasure."

He murmured to himself, his tone tinged with admiration.

The Feathered Heaven Palace is a top-grade Dao artifact, a treasure powerful enough to suppress the fortune of any great world.

The Feathered Ascension Sect has been passed down for countless millennia, accumulating countless treasures, elixirs, cultivation techniques, and supernatural abilities, all of which reside within those thirty-three layers of the world.

Now that they've been casually taken away by the Azure Emperor's incarnation, the three saints of the Feathered Gate probably feel like dying.

However, these things really meant nothing to him.

Although top-grade Dao artifacts are precious, there are plenty of them in the entire Xuanhuang Great World.

Which of those ancient lineages left behind by powerful beings of antiquity, or those ancient sects that have secluded themselves from the world, doesn't possess a top-grade Dao artifact hidden away?

Moreover, there are the legendary immortal artifacts, which are far beyond his reach and are what truly entice him.

However, there's another thing—

Li Qingshan slowly opened his eyes, his pupils filled with chaotic light, reflecting the birth and death of the vast world.

He had roughly deduced the reason why the Immortal Venerable Linglong had come.

Among the three thousand lower realms, there is a world called the Boundless Great World, which is occupied by a colossal entity called the Boundless Star Palace.

This force, which has been entrenched for countless years, has suppressed the destiny of an entire realm. Its members are numerous experts, and it is said that there is even an ancient powerhouse who has lived for over 100,000 years overseeing it.

However, what countless forces coveted most yet dared not act rashly was the legendary immortal artifact they possessed—the Primordial Chaos Limitless Diagram!

This celestial artifact is said to be a relic left behind by ancient immortals, containing profound mysteries of creation. Once activated, it can evolve into the Primordial Chaos, suppressing all the heavens and myriad realms.

Although the Celestial Venerable Linglong is powerful, her tribulation is approaching, and she needs a true celestial artifact to suppress her fortune and overcome the great calamity in the dark.

The Old Man of the Heart Demon has been stuck at the final level of the Great Heart Magic for countless years, and needs to rely on the power of the immortal artifact to comprehend the mystery of transforming into billions and merging with the supreme heart demon.

The karma of the Crimson Abyss Demon Lord being suppressed by the Buddhist realm back then still exists, and if he wants to take revenge, he naturally needs a trump card of sufficient weight.

Therefore, they set their sights on the Wuji Star Palace.

However, even with just the three of them, plus the eight Great Saints of the Demon Clan and billions of subterranean demons, the chances of them breaking through the Wuji Star Palace, which is guarded by ancient powerful beings and can activate the Hunyuan Wuji Diagram, are ultimately slim.

At this time, a mysterious, powerful, and elusive celestial ship became the ally they most wanted to win over.

Li Qingshan understood this and a smile appeared on his lips.

"That's a clever plan!"

He muttered to himself, and with a slight thought, the causal line connecting the fishing hook to the boat on the other shore lit up.

The voice of the Azure Emperor's avatar resounded in his mind: "Fellow Daoist, the Linglong Immortal Venerable is still waiting for my reply. Please advise on how to handle this matter."

Li Qingshan pondered for a moment before slowly speaking.

"Fellow Daoist, you may go to see them, but you need not do so in my name. Now that you have entered the Ark of the Other Shore, you shall have full authority to handle this matter."

The Azure Emperor's avatar paused slightly: "Fellow Daoist, do you mean—"

"I have deduced that the true target of Linglong Immortal Venerable and the others is the Primordial Chaos Limitless Diagram, an immortal artifact of the Limitless Star Palace. This has given me an opportunity to seize the immortal artifact!"

He paused, then continued.

"Fellow Daoist, you may talk to them or agree to help, but the conditions must be made clear—if the Wuji Star Palace is breached, whoever gets the Hunyuan Wuji Diagram will own it, and there will be no further disputes over it afterward."

"Each of them has their own desires: the Linglong Immortal Venerable wants a celestial artifact to suppress her fortune, the Heart Demon Elder wants to comprehend the final level of the Great Heart Magic Technique, and the Crimson Abyss Demon Venerable wants to take revenge on the Buddhist realm. All three are related to the Primordial Chaos Diagram, but none are indispensable to it!"

"If you say that, they'll actually start to seriously consider it."

The Azure Emperor's avatar remained silent for a moment, then slowly nodded.

"I see!"

After the blue light dissipated from between his brows, Li Qingshan did not immediately regain his composure.

The other half of the World Tree fragment that Fang Han used for the transaction is currently floating quietly inside the Other Shore Ark, being kept safe by the Azure Emperor's avatar.

Li Qingshan closed his eyes, and his divine sense followed the causal connection into the other shore boat, landing on the irregular object about the size of a fist, with a pale golden color.

The thing looked unremarkable, with a rough surface covered with countless fine cracks, as if it might shatter at any moment.

But the moment his divine sense touched it, an indescribable aura surged forth.

That aura was ancient and vast, carrying supreme majesty that spanned heaven and earth and connected all realms, as if it were the axis of this universe and the foundation of all heavens and worlds.

In just a moment, Li Qingshan saw countless images.

In the beginning of chaos, a towering divine tree rose from nothingness, its canopy piercing through the nine heavens and its roots penetrating the nine netherworlds.

Ancient immortals sat cross-legged under the tree, listening to the sounds of the Great Dao and comprehending the mysteries of creation.

Countless creatures thrive and multiply under the shade of this tree, worshipping this divine tree that connects the three realms of heaven, earth, and humanity.

A terrifying battle broke out, and the divine tree was severed by an unparalleled being. Its trunk shattered, its branches and leaves scattered, and fragments were strewn across the myriad realms.

The scene shifted so quickly that even he could only catch a glimpse of it.

But that feeling was deeply imprinted in his mind.

"What a magnificent tree of the world!"

Li Qingshan opened his eyes, his gaze gleaming.

Although the fragment was only half and was badly damaged, the Daoist aura it contained, which permeated heaven and earth and connected all realms, still startled him.

If it were in its full, prime state, this divine tree would probably be no less valuable than any immortal artifact.

"Fang Han is quite generous!"

He muttered something to himself, then raised his hand and gestured.

The pale golden fragment, following the causal connection, flew out from the Ark of the Other Shore, pierced through the endless void, and landed in his palm.

It felt warm to the touch and was quite heavy, much heavier than I had imagined.

Within those fine cracks, faint golden mist could be seen flowing, which was the primordial essence of the World Tree. Although broken, it was still slowly absorbing and circulating.

"This item needs time to mature!"

Li Qingshan examined the fragments in his palm, his mind racing.

The World Tree is different from the Chaos Sapling.

The Chaos Sapling is a newly born seedling that needs to be watered with essence and blood and nourished with divine objects to be slowly cultivated.

The World Tree, however, is quite different.

Although the fragments of this divine tree are broken, its root system remains, and it inherently possesses an instinct that can penetrate heaven and earth and devour all things.

It does not need to recognize its master by blood and essence; it only needs a continuous supply of energy to revive and grow on its own.

Li Qingshan held the pale golden fragment, watching the light mist flowing within the fine cracks, and suddenly a plan formed in his mind.

He had been thinking before that it would be great if there were another kind of spiritual root similar to the Chaos Tree.

A divine tree that grows by devouring all things and plundering their origins.

Now that we have the World Tree fragment, we've finally completed this path.

While the essence of supreme blood is precious, it is essentially something plundered, containing too many chaotic causes and effects and imprints of will.

If it were used to water the Chaos Tree, it would inevitably affect the purity of that seedling.

The Chaos Tree needs the most primordial and purest energy to evolve and grow on its own.

But the World Tree is different.

This divine tree has grown by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth and plundering the origin of the world since its birth.

Its roots can penetrate both the celestial and mortal realms, and its leaves can cover all the heavens and myriad worlds, all thanks to this almost greedy, devouring instinct.

The chaotic causes and effects, and the eternal imprints of will within the Supreme Blood Essence, are pollution to the Chaos Tree, but nourishment to the World Tree.

It can swallow all sorts of random things, digest them, and transform them into nutrients for its own growth.

The two sacred trees each have their own function.

The Chaos Tree retains its pure chaotic essence, responsible for evolution and bearing; the World Tree is responsible for devouring and plundering, absorbing those chaotic causal imprints.

Perfectly complementary!

"The World Tree in my hand is severely damaged and will require a considerable amount of time to cultivate. I'll just have to let Yao Xi suffer a bit and continue lying down!"

Li Qingshan muttered to himself, a hint of helplessness appearing on his lips.

The girl is now paralyzed on the bed in the east wing. Although she can take care of herself, she always looks at him with resentment, as if she has suffered a great injustice.

However, the current plan will take much longer than expected.

To verify the idea that "two divine trees of different origins growing side by side can achieve a kind of wonderful balance, or even produce unexpected abilities," a long period of observation and adjustment is needed.

Yao Xi's transformation into a chaotic body can only be postponed.

Anyway, she won't die even if she lies in bed for thirty or fifty years, so she might as well take this time to reflect.

"Now, let's start preparing in advance—it's time to clean up the Beidou Supreme Nursing Home too!!"

Meanwhile, somewhere in an unnamed mountain range in the Eastern Wilderness.

Two figures were moving swiftly through the mountains and forests, as fast as the wind, startling birds in their wake.

The first person was a boy, about eleven or twelve years old, carrying a black net as thin as a cicada's wing.

It was Ye Fan.

Behind him followed a fat Taoist priest, panting heavily, his fat face jiggling, clutching an ordinary fishing rod in his hand.

It was Duan De.

"Kid, slow down! This old Daoist can't keep up!"

Duan De ran while panting, his voice trembling.

Ye Fan didn't even turn his head; instead, he increased his speed even further.

"That old guy is catching up soon. Do you want him to catch you and torture you severely?"

Upon hearing this, Duan De turned around and glanced back, his face turning pale instantly.

Dozens of miles behind, a rainbow of light was approaching at an astonishing speed.

The rainbow light was crimson red, as thick as a pillar, and rippled through the void wherever it passed, radiating a terrifying pressure.

Within the rainbow light, a burly figure could be vaguely seen, his aura surging around him, clearly a powerful figure at the first level of the Immortal Platform.

"That vengeful old man, why is he so vengeful? We only fished out a few magical artifacts from him, is it really necessary for him to chase us for three days and three nights?"

Duan De ran and cursed, his fat face jiggling even more violently.

Ye Fan retorted irritably, "How dare you say that?"

"You stole his protective magic items, storage pouch, and even his belt, forcing a powerful figure like him to run naked in the street. Who else would he chase if not you?"

"Wasn't that something you asked Daoist Master to do?"

"I only told you to secretly fish for his storage bag, who told you to even fish for his belt?"

"Master Dao was just doing it on a whim—"

The two bickered as they ran, but their speed didn't decrease at all.

During this period, Ye Fan and Duan De's partnership has become quite famous in the Eastern Wilderness.

A person holding a fishing rod can catch magical artifacts, supernatural powers, and even fragments of strange phenomena.

One hand holds a fishing net, capable of concealing its presence and sealing away its spoils.

The two worked together seamlessly, targeting lone cultivators. They never killed anyone, only robbed them of their money. Their methods were clean and efficient, making countless people grit their teeth in hatred.

But there are times when things go wrong.

For example, this time.

They had their eyes on a lone individual, thinking he was just an ordinary cultivator from the Four Extremes Realm, but it turned out that the old guy had actually concealed his cultivation level and was a true powerhouse at the first level of the Immortal Platform Realm.

Duan De's fishing rod couldn't catch his natal magic weapon, and although Ye Fan's black net could temporarily make him invisible, it couldn't hide the size of the two people for long.

And that old guy seems to have a kind of innate talent.

They couldn't see or touch them, but they could always rely on their sixth sense to find the approximate location of Ye Fan and his companion after a period of time!

The two were almost captured on the spot, and only managed to escape with their lives.

As a result, the old man held a grudge and chased them for three days and three nights without giving up.

"Kid, running like this isn't going to work!"

Duan De was panting heavily, his fat face trembling. "That old bastard is faster than us. If we keep running for half a day, we'll definitely be caught. We need to find a place to hide!"

Ye Fan frowned, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding mountains and terrain.

He was already familiar with this mountain range; further ahead lay a vast wilderness with an open view, offering nowhere to hide.

To the left are several large rivers with rapid currents, which could be used for water escape, but the old man could detect them with a single sweep of his divine sense.

To the right ————

Ye Fan's gaze suddenly froze.

To the right, on the far horizon, a solitary mountain, thousands of meters high, can be faintly seen.

There was no soil, no vegetation; it was entirely a rocky mountain.

In the early morning, as the sunlight streamed down, the massive stone mountain evoked a profound sense of solemnity.

"That is—"

Ye Fan murmured.

Duan De followed his gaze and immediately gasped.

"Purple Mountain!"

He blurted out, his voice trembling, "Kid, you're not thinking of running there, are you? That's a notorious forbidden area in the Northern Region, known for its near-death experiences; nine out of ten people who go in never come out!"

Ye Fan stared at the desolate mountain peak, his eyes flashing.

The rainbow light behind them was getting closer and closer, and they could clearly sense the old man's divine sense sweeping around them, like a net tightening inch by inch.

"A narrow escape from death is better than a certain death."

Ye Fan withdrew his gaze, his tone resolute, "That old guy has been chasing us for three days, clearly intending to kill us. If he catches us, we're doomed. Entering Purple Mountain offers at least a glimmer of hope!"

"not to mention----"

He paused, a thoughtful glint in his eyes. "I've heard that Purple Mountain is related to the legendary Emperor Wushi. Perhaps some opportunity lies hidden there. If I could obtain an ultimate imperial weapon, what would I have to fear from powerful saints?"