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

Chapter 125 Jiang Taixu: Borrowing a fishing rod, today I will strike out of Purple Mountain

As soon as he finished speaking, the purple figure formed hand seals again.

The nine-layered cage suddenly contracted, like a net stretching across the sky, squeezing towards Jiang Taixu.

Ye Fan hid behind a stone pillar in the distance, watching this scene, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

Jiang Taixu is too weak.

Although that glimmer of hope ignited the last flame of his life, five thousand years of imprisonment had already drained him dry.

He has been able to hold on until now entirely because of his indomitable fighting spirit and the profound mystery of the Battle Saint Technique.

But if things continue like this, defeat is inevitable.

Ye Fan's gaze swept around and suddenly landed on Duan De.

The fat man was draped in a black net, his entire being blending into the void, and even he could only vaguely sense his location.

Right now, they're huddled in a corner, barely daring to breathe.

Ye Fan's eyes lit up.

He lowered his voice and used telepathy to transmit his thoughts: "Fatty, can your fishing rod affect that thing?"

Duan De's voice rang in his mind, tinged with fear: "Kid, are you crazy? That's a king who has mastered the Dao, what use is a fishing rod?"

"It's better to try than to wait and die!"

Ye Fan urged, "You're covered in a fishing net, so he can't sense you. Sneake over there quietly and use your fishing rod to trigger his supernatural abilities. Even if it only affects him for a moment, it will create an opportunity for the God King!"

Duan De hesitated for a moment, looked down at the fishing rod in his hand, then at the purple figure in the distance, and gritted his teeth.

"Even if I die, I'll haunt you as a ghost!"

He stood up cursing, draped in a black net, and crept towards the battlefield like a ghost.

The concealment effect of the black net is indeed amazing, especially considering that this person is currently in the middle of a battle.

Duan De had already reached within three zhang of the purple figure, yet the person remained completely unaware.

Duan De took a deep breath and gently twitched the fishing rod in his hand.

The transparent fishing line flew out silently, hooking towards the purple power of law swirling around the person.

The moment the fishing hook sank into the power of the law, Duan De felt a weight in his hand, as if he had hooked something heavy.

He pulled hard.

hum!

He actually managed to steal a sliver of the power of law surrounding that purple figure.

Although it was only a tiny trace, less than one percent of that person's total power, this slight loss caused the shrinking nine-layered cage to freeze for a moment.

A sharp glint flashed in Jiang Taixu's eyes.

He didn't know what had happened, but he knew this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He unleashed the full power of the Battle Saint Technique, and a dazzling light shot out from his palm, transforming into an invisible celestial blade that slashed fiercely at the stagnant cage.

Boom!

The nine-layered cage shattered with a deafening roar, dissipating into a sky full of purple light.

The purple figure grunted and staggered backward, a look of shock and anger flashing in its eyes.

He turned around abruptly, his gaze sweeping behind him like two purple magic lamps.

"Who is it?"

Duan De was so frightened that he turned and ran away.

But how could his speed compare to the divine sense of a Dao-Slaying King?

The purple divine thought had already locked onto him, transforming into an invisible giant hand that grabbed down from above.

"God King, save me!"

Duan De screamed and flailed his fishing rod wildly, trying to fend off the giant hand.

Just then, a gaunt figure blocked his way.

Jiang Taixu!

He raised his hand, his five fingers loosely clenched.

The large hand that grabbed him was frozen in mid-air by his grip.

"senior!"

Duan De was both surprised and delighted.

Jiang Taixu stared coldly at the purple figure, his sunken eyes flashing with light.

He was eager to fight him again!

Suddenly, a strange light flashed in Jiang Taixu's eyes as his gaze swept over the fishing rod in Duan De's hand.

"Hey chubby, can I borrow that treasure of yours?"

Duan De was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, Jiang Taixu had already snatched the fishing rod from his hand.

As soon as he got his hands on the fishing rod, Jiang Taixu was startled.

He looked down at the ordinary fishing rod, his sunken eyes gleaming with disbelief.

"Huh, it's actually a sacred weapon!"

He blurted it out, a hint of surprise in his voice.

This is a complete, heirloom-level sacred weapon, and an extremely rare, functional sacred weapon specifically designed to exploit karma, supernatural powers, and so on.

law!

Although in his current state, he cannot unleash his full power.

Even if only one or two tenths of the power can be activated, it will be enough to turn the tide of the battle.

"What a treasure! Today we'll obtain Purple Mountain!"

Jiang Taixu gave a soft shout and flicked his hand.

hum!

The fishing rod trembled slightly, and the originally plain patterns on the rod suddenly lit up, bursting out with a dazzling light.

The light was a pale gold, soft and not dazzling, yet it carried an indescribable, profound Daoist charm.

With a flick of his wrist, the fishing line flew out.

This time, the fishing line was no longer as faint as when Duan De used it, but transformed into a tangible golden thread that pierced through the void and shot towards the purple figure.

The purple figure's expression changed, and he formed hand seals, unleashing a torrent of purple law power that transformed into layers of defense.

But the golden threads seemed to be able to penetrate everything, ignoring the chains of laws and the layers of restrictions set up by the purple figure, and directly hooked the source of laws swirling around him.

Jiang Taixu gently pulled.

Whoosh!

The power of law surrounding that purple figure was actually 30% fished out by this hook!

"What?!"

He was filled with shock and rage, and frantically channeled his magical power, trying to reclaim the laws that had been fished out.

However, those laws had already been hooked by the golden threads and were flying towards Jiang Taixu, unable to break free at all.

Jiang Taixu raised his hand and absorbed the power of those laws into his body.

Although it was only a temporary loan, his aura surged dramatically in that instant.

He cast his rod again.

This time, the golden threads hooked onto the innate law of the purple figure.

That was the foundation he had cultivated for countless years; it was his very essence.

Jiang Taixu gently pulled.

The purple figure screamed as it was lifted from its spot by golden threads and flew toward Jiang Taixu.

He struggled desperately, forming hand seals and unleashing a barrage of supernatural powers.

But as soon as those supernatural powers appeared, they were hooked by the golden threads and dissipated into a shower of light.

A deserted and remote starry sky.

Holding the emerald green fishing rod in his hand, Li Qingshan stepped out of the void and slowly walked across this star field.

He had no specific destination on this trip; he simply wanted to find a suitable place to set up a trap.

A game that can catch the ultimate player!

Those old guys who lie dormant deep in the forbidden zone of life, one by one, cut themselves off to prolong their lives, guarding the path to immortality for countless ages.

Since they are so eager to become immortals, he will create a path to immortality for them to see.

As for whether those supreme beings believe it or not?

A cold smile appeared on Li Qingshan's lips.

As he walked, he released his divine sense, sweeping across the desolate starry sky.

After a moment, they stopped.

Li Qingshan's gaze fell on an extremely hidden void node not far away.

There, the spatial structure seemed somewhat unusual.

It seems to be a trace left after being impacted from the inside countless times by something.

The traces were so faint that he wouldn't have noticed them unless he deliberately looked for them.

"Um?"

Li Qingshan raised an eyebrow, showing some interest.

He approached the node, his divine sense probing into it like mercury.

A moment later, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

There seems to be something hidden behind this spatial node.

It was not an ordinary void turbulence, nor a desolate place where chaotic energy surged, but an independent space that had been sealed for countless years.

The space was not large, only about a hundred miles in circumference, but it was sealed tightly by an extremely ancient Dao principle.

Those principles have weakened to the extreme over countless years.

But that aura... "Chaos?"

A glint flashed in Li Qingshan's eyes.

Without hesitation, he raised his right hand, his five fingers loosely clenched.

On his fist, hundreds of thousands of divine particles trembled together, bursting out with dazzling light, as if hundreds of thousands of miniature stars were burning on his fist at the same time.

He threw a punch.

There was no earth-shattering roar, no extraordinary phenomenon that tore apart the stars.

Only the purest and most concentrated power transformed into an invisible ripple, crashing against that void node.

Click!

That spatial node, like fragile glass, shattered instantly, revealing countless dark cracks.

Beyond the crack, a chaotic and turbulent world could be vaguely seen, with an ancient and vast aura surging out from the crack, instantly permeating the entire star field.

Without pausing, Li Qingshan unleashed his second punch.

This punch was even more ferocious, unleashing its power without reservation, transforming into a fist force that pierced through the Milky Way, slamming fiercely into that chaotic world.

Rumble!

That world trembled violently, and the chaotic energy surged and roared, as if it were about to be completely shattered by this punch.

But what Li Qingshan wanted was not to shatter, but to pave the way.

Wherever his fist passed, the surging chaotic energy was flattened, and the chaotic fragments of laws were forcibly put back into place, creating a passage about ten feet wide.

One punch after another.

He kept throwing punches, each one landing precisely at the end of the passage, extending it forward inch by inch.

The chaotic energy groaned and dissipated under the force of the fist, and the remaining fragments of the laws were crushed, reassembled, and finally returned to calm.

This is a tedious and lengthy process.

Li Qingshan's expression remained unchanged as he continued to throw punches, like the most patient craftsman meticulously carving out the path leading to the unknown depths.

I don't know how much time passed.

As he threw another punch, a very faint cracking sound suddenly came from ahead.

The voice was so soft that it was almost imperceptible, yet it made Li Qingshan raise an eyebrow slightly.

He withdrew his fist and looked toward the end of the passage.

There, the chaotic and turbulent scene had disappeared, replaced by an extremely ancient seal.

The seal was extremely thin, almost transparent, yet incredibly strong.

It acts like a thin film, separating the space at the end of the passage from the outside world.

The thin film was covered with dense runes, most of which had dimmed, but still emitted a faint chaotic glow.

Behind that thin film, Li Qingshan's gaze paused slightly.

He saw the light.

A faint but real light floated quietly in that space that had been sealed for countless years.

The light was a hazy color, soft and not dazzling, like a solitary lamp that had burned for eternity in the darkness.

It hovered there, motionless, exuding an ancient and vast aura.

That was the aura of chaos.

Pure and flawless, the primordial chaos born of nature!

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