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

Chapter 126 One punch unleashed the Chaotic Body King Bo!

Li Qingshan let out a soft exclamation and reached out to grab the thin film.

The moment the five fingers touched the membrane, the dim runes suddenly lit up, bursting with dazzling light.

A force of resistance surged from the membrane, trying to push him away.

But that force was too weak, so weak that it was like an ant trying to shake a tree in front of him.

With a gentle twitch of his fingers.

Click!

The thin film, like fragile glass, shattered instantly into countless fragments, turning into specks of light and dissipating.

At the end of the passage, the space that had been sealed for countless years was finally exposed before him.

The space is not large, only about a hundred miles in circumference.

All around was surging chaotic energy, but it was restrained by some invisible force, preventing it from getting close to the central area.

At the very center, a ball of light, about ten feet in diameter, floated quietly, like a sleeping heart, with each pulse releasing a massive amount of chaotic essence.

Wherever the eye could see, in the center of that ball of light, a huddled figure could be vaguely discerned.

A strange light flashed in Li Qingshan's eyes.

He simply wanted to find a suitable spatial node, set up a man-made immortal path, and lure out a few supreme beings to cultivate the World Tree.

Unexpectedly, the punch created such a unique spot.

He stepped forward and walked up to the ball of light.

Upon closer inspection, it was a source of divine energy.

Its entire body is a chaotic color, crystal clear, and a figure is sealed inside.

It was a man who looked to be only in his thirties, with a handsome face and a slender figure. At that moment, he had his eyes closed as if he were asleep.

Within the divine source, his aura was extremely faint, almost imperceptible.

But within that faintness lay an indescribable antiquity and vastness.

That was the aura of chaos.

Pure and flawless, a chaotic entity born of nature!

Li Qingshan stared at the divine source, his eyes darting around, and began to deduce the origin of this person.

Time seemed to flow backward in his eyes, and blurry images flashed through his mind.

The Age of Myths.

On an ordinary ancient planet, a couple had a son.

The moment the child was born, the essence of the entire ancient star was instantly drained, turning it into a dead star.

The heavens and earth trembled, all things cried out in anguish, and chaotic energy surged from the void, swirling around his body.

The innate chaotic body.

The child was named Wang Bo, meaning chaos like waves, capable of creating all things, and also capable of destroying all things.

He cultivated at an extremely fast pace, reaching the Quasi-Emperor realm in just a few hundred years, and was even able to challenge the Supreme Being of that time.

But this also led to his death.

In that battle, Wang Bo fought with all his might and severely injured Wuliang Tianzun, one of the Nine Heavenly Venerables, almost sending him to his death.

However, he was ultimately no match for him, and his body was refined into five continents of the Big Dipper Star Region, becoming a tool for the Supreme Being of the Forbidden Zone to bombard the path to immortality.

Fortunately, his primordial spirit managed to escape and sealed itself within the divine source, thus falling asleep for millions of years.

Li Qingshan's eyes flickered slightly as he recalled some passages from the original novel, "Covering the Sky."

This early calamity greatly hindered Wang Bo's cultivation process, causing him to lose the opportunity to grow normally into a Great Emperor.

He was reborn in the era when Ye Fan became the Heavenly Emperor, but as soon as he was born, Ye Fan used him as a tool to train his grand-disciple Ye Xian!

Ye Xian also possesses a Chaos Body, and has the support and guidance of Ye Fan, the invincible Heavenly Emperor, behind him.

Although Wang Bo had the upper hand in the early stages of the battle, as time went on, Ye Xian gradually grew stronger under Ye Fan's planning, and Wang Bo lost his advantage, becoming Ye Xian's sparring partner on the road to becoming an emperor.

After enduring countless hardships until Ye Xian was sealed away again by Ye Fan, Wang Bo finally attained enlightenment and became an emperor, known as the Chaos Emperor.

But when he challenged Ye Fan, he couldn't even last ten moves before being easily defeated.

Such a huge gap in strength dealt a severe blow to Wang Bo's dignity and confidence.

Despite possessing the strongest physique, he always lived in Ye Fan's shadow and was unable to truly display the majesty befitting a Chaos Emperor.

He was not reconciled.

After that battle, Wang Bo made an astonishing decision: to sever his Great Emperor cultivation and start over from scratch!

He wants to forge his own path as the purest form of chaos, rather than living in the shadow of others.

This decision required immense determination and courage. To relinquish the throne he had worked so hard to obtain would have made anyone hesitate, but he did not.

After his reconstruction, Wang Bo's realm became more stable, and his understanding of the Chaotic Body became more profound.

However, even after being reborn, when he challenged Ye Fan again, he still suffered a crushing defeat, reportedly not even managing to last ten moves.

Wang Bo did not fight again for the rest of the time.

He lived to be over 20,000 years old, his blood and energy as vast as the sea. With a roar, he went to conquer the path to immortality, attempting to forcefully open it.

He vanished in a burst of intense light, having pierced a path forward, leaving behind ashes in the universe.

Li Qingshan pulled himself out of his thoughts and his gaze fell on the chaotic divine source.

At this moment, the curled-up figure inside the divine source seemed to sense the change in the outside world and trembled slightly.

The tremor was extremely slight, like a person turning over in their sleep.

But with this tremor, the light on the entire surface of the divine source suddenly shone brightly, and an ancient and vast aura awoke from that figure, like a giant beast that had been sleeping for countless ages slowly opening its eyes.

An extremely fine crack appeared on the surface of the divine source.

The crack stretched from top to bottom, splitting the entire divine source in two.

Immediately afterwards, the cracks multiplied and became denser, covering the entire piece of divine source.

boom!

The moment the divine source exploded, the entire desolate starry sky was illuminated.

The light was so dazzling that the chaotic rain of light poured out in all directions like a reversed celestial river.

Each drop of light rain was as heavy as a mountain, crashing into the void and creating ripples. Wherever the ripples passed, the originally lifeless space began to tremble slightly, as if it had been infused with some kind of vitality.

In the center of the rain of light, a figure slowly stood up.

He was tall and slender, with cascading black hair and a face so handsome it was almost otherworldly.

His features were as if they were the most exquisite sculptures by God, each one perfect and flawless, yet they exuded an innate coldness and aloofness.

Chaotic energy swirled around him, like a natural imperial robe, making him appear extraordinary.

Wang Bo opened his eyes.

In that instant, chaotic light flowed in his eyes, evolving into a scene of creation and the opening of the world.

In the beginning of chaos, the clear and the turbid separated, heaven and earth took shape, and all things came into being.

Images flashed through the depths of his pupils, as if he himself were a living history book, recording the most fundamental mysteries of the universe.

His aura began to rise.

Saint, Saint King, Great Saint —

In just a few breaths, they traversed a path that would take ordinary people thousands of years to complete.

The aura was so terrifying that the surrounding void groaned and trembled, as if it could not withstand the arrival of this being.

Wang Bo looked down at his hands.

His five fingers were long and slender, white as jade, yet they contained a power strong enough to tear stars apart.

Although the origin was nearly blank, and although this reconstructed body was as weak as a dried-up well, the pride that belonged to the innate chaotic body surged back into his heart at this moment.

"After slumbering for ages, it has finally awakened today."

Wang Bo spoke, his voice not loud, yet it echoed endlessly in the desolate starry sky.

The voice carried an innate air of arrogance, as if announcing its return to the entire universe.

"I was born before chaos was created, I awoke at the dawn of heaven and earth. Born of the primordial, existing after birth, the ages are but a fleeting moment, and all the heavens and worlds are but dust!"

He raised his right hand, his five fingers loosely clenched, and chaotic energy surged in his palm, evolving into the phantom of a miniature world.

In that world, mountains and rivers were clearly visible, and the sun, moon, and stars were constantly in motion, as if he could create a world with a flick of his wrist.

"Returning today, I shall once again stand atop the summit, overlooking all living beings—"

However, before Wang Bo could finish speaking, he felt a blur before his eyes.

A verdant bamboo pole suddenly appeared three feet above his head, its tip drooping slightly, with an ordinary-looking fishhook hanging in front of his brow.

The fishhook was very small, only about an inch long, with a chaotic color on its body. It had no runes or light on it, and was as plain as an ordinary fishhook used by fishermen in the mortal world.

But this tiny fishhook made Wang Bo's hair stand on end instantly.

He tried to move, but found he couldn't.

He tried to circulate his magic power, but found that it seemed to have solidified and could not be mobilized at all.

I wanted to speak, but I found that my throat felt like it was being choked, and I couldn't utter a single word.

He stood there, his hand still raised in a clenched fist gesture, the indifferent smile on his face completely frozen, leaving only his wide-open eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

Looking at his expression, Li Qingshan finally managed a smile.

The smile was gentle, even carrying a hint of the kindness of an elder looking at a younger person.

But in Wang Bo's eyes, it was more terrifying than any ferocious expression.

"Hey kid, what are you pretending for?"

He flicked his wrist slightly.

hum!

The fishhook hanging between Wang Bo's eyebrows trembled slightly, and a gentle yet irresistible force traveled through it.

Wang Bo felt as if he were being gripped by an invisible hand, and was being thrown forward against his will.

Snapped!

He fell heavily to Li Qingshan's feet, face down, his buttocks sticking up high, looking as pathetic as could be.

The chaotic energy swirling around him had long since dissipated, and his domineering aura had completely vanished.

He was left lying on the ground, unable to recover for a long time.

Li Qingshan looked down at him and shook his head.

"You were born before chaos was created, you awoke when heaven and earth were first formed?"

He repeated what Wang Bo had just said, his tone tinged with amusement.

"Sleeping for too long, suppressed? You're so weak, and instead of immediately severing your cultivation and finding a place to rebuild it upon waking, you're spouting nonsense here. Tell me, how long did you prepare those words just now?"

Wang Bo lay on the ground, his face buried in the void, motionless.

It's not that I don't want to move, it's that I'm afraid to move.

His gaze slowly moved upwards and landed on the figure in front of him.

It was a young man dressed in black, with an ordinary face and a gentle temperament. He held a green bamboo pole in his hand and stood casually not far away, looking at him calmly.

It looks ordinary.

There was no fluctuation of magical power, no leakage of any aura; he was just like an ordinary person.

But the moment Wang Bo's gaze fell on that person, his pupils suddenly contracted.

He couldn't sense it.

I couldn't sense that person's cultivation level, their aura, or any trace of their existence.

Even though the person was right in front of him, in his perception, the place was nothingness, a blank space, as if it didn't exist at all.

This feeling is more terrifying than sensing a terrifying being.

Because you don't even know what level of cultivation the other party has.