Covering the Sky: Simultaneous transmigration, but both clones are women.

Chapter 66 The Four Extremes Secret Realm, Who Isn't?! (Seeking first subscriptions and three updates!)

Gezao Mountain, outside the mountain gate.

Ye Chen had only walked a short distance when he stopped.

Two more people appeared in the open space at the end of the mountain path ahead.

One is the Pure Void True Man.

The old Taoist priest had his back to him, holding a whisk in his hand, his Taoist robe fluttering in the wind.

The other one, or more accurately, the other side: a human body covered in bluish-black scales, with long, flowing hair, horns like knives, and golden vertical pupils filled with indifference.

This is a powerful demon from the Four Extremes Secret Realm!

Master Qingxu did not turn around, his voice calm and steady: "Disciple, you should return to the mountain gate first!"

Ye Chen stood on the mountain path, looking at the old Taoist's back blocking his way, and smiled helplessly.

"Master, perhaps you should go inside and rest first!"

Master Qingxu was slightly taken aback.

Ye Chen had already stepped forward, slowly passing Qingxu Zhenren, and stopped three zhang away from the great demon.

The man turned around. His face was fairly regular, but his pupils were vertical and pale gold, like two lanterns embedded in his eye sockets.

He looked Ye Chen up and down, his gaze lingering for a moment on the fluffy white thing on his shoulder before moving away.

"You're Ye Chen?"

The sound was rough, like sandpaper rubbing against an iron plate.

Ye Chen didn't speak, but just looked at him quietly.

The man didn't seem to care and continued, "Back then, when the Nine Dragons pulled the coffin on Mount Tai, you and your brother both went up the mountain. Later, your brother disappeared, and you went home alone."

He paused, a cold glint flashing in his vertical pupils.

"I've come today to ask you to come with me!"

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow.

The exquisite heart, with its seven orifices, slowly turned, and ripples spread.

The man's thoughts were rough and direct, tinged with impatience.

[Heh heh heh, Taoist missions are such a hassle. If it were the style of my original Dragon Cave, I'd just arrest them directly. Why insist on this 'courtesy first, then force' nonsense!]

Ye Chen sighed.

It's another primitive dragon cave.

In the Dharma-ending Age, the essence of heaven and earth has become extremely scarce, and various forces have long since divided up their territories in order to compete for the limited resources.

The Lingbao Sect occupies Gezao Mountain, the Quanzhen Sect occupies Zhongnan Mountain, the Zhengyi Sect occupies Longhu Mountain, and the Yuanshilong Cave occupies Changbai Mountain!

Changbai Mountain, with its majestic terrain resembling a dragon lying horizontally, has been renowned since ancient times. It is one of the ten most famous mountains in China, with a very high altitude, and is known as the "Roof of Northeast China".

Moreover, according to the original description, the inner world is relatively rich in spiritual energy, and there are two powerful beings in the Dragon Transformation Realm!

"Does your Primitive Dragon Cave really enjoy hiring people?"

Ye Chen spoke, his tone growing colder.

The man's vertical pupils narrowed slightly: "You know me?"

"I don't know him."

Ye Chen shook his head. "However, a few years ago, a cultivator from a primitive grotto-heaven wearing a gray robe also came to me, saying he wanted to invite me to come over. Later—"

"What happened next?"

The man's vertical pupils suddenly contracted, and his demonic aura surged like a tide. Circles of black ripples spread out from his feet, uprooting the grass within a radius of several feet.

The oppressive force of the Four Extremes Secret Realm was released without reservation, like an invisible mountain pressing down on Ye Chen.

The ancient trees on both sides of the mountain path shook violently, their branches and leaves falling in a rustling sound. The bluestone slabs on the ground could not bear the weight and groaned, with cracks spreading in all directions like a spider web.

Master Qingxu flicked his whisk and was about to step forward.

Ye Chen had already taken a step.

Their steps were light and airy, like a spring outing, their toes touching the bluestone slabs without making a sound.

But the overwhelming pressure suddenly stopped the moment he took a step.

It was like a raging torrent crashing into an invisible dam; the waves splashed, but it could not advance an inch.

Ye Chen landed his second step.

The oppressive aura began to recede, as if pushed by an invisible hand, slowly moving backward from three feet in front of Ye Chen.

third step.

The oppressive force completely collapsed.

The black ripples around the great demon suddenly exploded, turning into chaotic waves of air that spread outwards. He himself groaned and took half a step back, his golden vertical pupils filled with astonishment.

Ye Chen has already taken his fourth step.

With that step, he appeared right in front of the great demon.

Raise your hand, and slap me.

The movements were casual, yet remarkably harmonious and natural!

The demon's pupils contracted sharply, and it crossed its arms in front of itself, its dark blue scales layered upon each other, gleaming with a metallic sheen in the sunlight, resembling a solid shield.

Palm arrives.

Click.

The sound of scales shattering was clearly audible.

The great demon's arms were bent at an eerie angle, and he flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing into three ancient pine trees and carving a deep furrow in the bluestone ground, sending soil flying and stones scattering everywhere.

Master Qingxu's whisk hovered in mid-air. The old Taoist stared blankly at this scene, his mouth slightly open, remaining agape for a long time.

Ye Chen withdrew his hand, moved his five fingers, and divine power surged in his palm.

Ahead, at the end of the furrow that had been plowed out, the great demon struggled to climb out of the pile of rubble.

His arms hung limply at his sides, bent in an unnatural posture, most of his scales shattered, revealing the bluish-black skin and oozing dark red blood beneath.

Those golden vertical pupils stared intently at Ye Chen, the previous indifference gone, replaced by an undisguised horror.

This child harbors a great secret!

In just three short years, he rose from an ordinary mortal to the peak of the Four Extremes—a speed unheard of even in ancient times!

[If we can extract his soul and extract its secrets, the future achievements of my Primordial Dragon Cave will be limitless; perhaps we can even suppress all the major sects and factions in the world!]

Hearing this thought, Ye Chen's lips curled up slightly.

The smile was faint, and the last trace of warmth was fading from her eyes.

"Your Primal Dragon Cave, it really is no good!"

He spoke, his voice not loud, yet it echoed through the valley, carrying an indescribable chill.

The great demon's expression changed.

A low roar exploded from his throat, and a vast demonic aura surged out like a flood bursting its banks, instantly engulfing the entire valley.

The demonic aura was so intense that it almost solidified, churning and twisting in mid-air before finally transforming into a gigantic black dragon phantom, coiled above the valley with menacing scales and claws, and blazing eyes.

"Young man, you don't know your place!"

The great demon's voice emanated from the demonic aura, becoming deep and murky, like two giant rocks rubbing against each other, "Even the Four Extremes Secret Realms are divided into different levels. Today, I will show you the divine powers of my Primordial Dragon Cave!"

Before he could finish speaking, the dragon formed from demonic energy swooped down, opened its massive jaws, revealing its gleaming white fangs, and lunged at Ye Chen.

A foul wind swept over us, and the pebbles on the ground were whipped up by the airflow and slammed against the surrounding rock walls with a loud thud.

Ye Chen did not retreat.

He simply raised his right hand, joined his index and middle fingers together, and casually made a sweeping motion in front of him.

A ray of dark light shot out from the fingertips.

The dark light was initially just a small wisp, but the moment it left the hand, it suddenly surged, transforming into a dark golden blade several meters long, incomparably sharp and gleaming, slashing head-on at the dragon.