Covering the Sky: I Prove the Great Dao Through the Gate of Immortality

Li Chenzhou's gaze was calm. Facing the torrent of 108,000 sword feathers, he simply raised his right hand slowly.

With fingers extended like a sword, a single stroke is made in the air.

There was no earth-shattering display, only a crimson-gold sword light that emerged from his fingertips.

As soon as the sword light appeared, a majestic dragon roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

The sword light was not simply crimson; golden light flowed at its core, and crimson clouds surrounded its perimeter, like blood and fire. Furthermore, a hazy imperial dragon aura coiled around it, emitting an unparalleled pressure that suppressed all the heavens and myriad realms.

"That's... the sword intent of the Supreme Emperor Sword?"

Among the crowd, the Holy Son of Yao Guang, surrounded by 108 divine halos, paled, his heart filled with astonishment. "He actually manifested the supreme sword intent of the Supreme Emperor Sword? How is this possible!"

How is that possible? How could that person cultivate so quickly!

Last time, he was still at the fourth level, powerful enough to be invincible, but there was still hope of catching up.

But now, the Holy Son of Yaoguang's Dao heart has weakened somewhat. How could there be such a terrifying person in the world?

Ji Haoyue, standing to the side, felt her pupils shrink and her whole body turn ice cold.

He possessed a divine body and an invincible belief, believing he was not afraid of any of the contemporary geniuses in the Eastern Wilderness, and even the Holy Son of Yao Guang was a force to be reckoned with.

But at this moment, he felt even his invincible Dao heart trembling.

Even if someone were ten or a hundred times stronger, they would still be no match for this person.

"The Supreme Emperor Sword! That's the sword aura of the Supreme Emperor Sword. He actually received the Supreme Emperor's inheritance?"

"No! It's not a physical imperial weapon; he used his supreme cultivation to simulate and evolve a wisp of the true essence of the Supreme Emperor Sword. Even so, it's terrifying to the extreme!"

"Old Peng King is in grave danger. The power of the Supreme Emperor Sword is unparalleled throughout history, and it is said to be able to break through all laws with a single sword strike."

All the spectators in the distance went completely crazy. They thought that witnessing the unparalleled killing technique of the Old Peng King was a once-in-a-lifetime experience, but they never expected that Li Chenzhou would be even more earth-shattering.

A crimson-gold dragon-shaped sword beam appeared out of nowhere; it wasn't enormous, yet it seemed to become the center of heaven and earth.

It slashes forward, seemingly at a slow speed, yet it disregards the concepts of space and time.

The overwhelming torrent of 108,000 Heavenly Roc Sword Feathers was like a subject of an emperor, or ice and snow meeting the blazing sun, in the face of this crimson-gold dragon-shaped sword light.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"……

There was no earth-shattering collision, only silent annihilation.

Wherever the crimson-gold dragon-shaped sword light passed, the 108,000 incomparably sharp Heavenly Roc sword feathers shattered and dissipated like illusory bubbles.

Not even a ripple was stirred.

Completely crushing everything in its path!

A complete crushing defeat!

"No--!"

King Peng was shocked and furious. He frantically channeled his divine power to reassemble the torrent of sword feathers, only to find that the crimson-gold dragon-shaped sword light had absolute suppression over his Heavenly Peng Killing Technique.

All his efforts were in vain.

The sword's edge shattered all laws, locked onto the old Peng King, and slowly slashed down.

Wherever it passed, the void did not shatter, but instead transformed directly into the most primordial state of chaos.

The mountains vanished silently into nothingness, and even the great laws of nature retreated.

At that moment, everyone realized that this was not an evenly matched contest at all.

This was a complete and utter... crushing defeat.

"Unprecedented throughout the ages... Just what realm is he at? His blood transformed into the true meaning of an imperial weapon, crushing the old Peng King, who was at the peak of the second level of immortality."

"Even a king could never achieve this."

"Even if the Supreme Emperor were to be resurrected, he might not have possessed such abilities in his youth, right? Perhaps... only the legendary Emperor Wushi could rival him?"

The crowd in the distance was stunned, unable to find the words to describe the scene; it was simply too breathtaking.

The crimson-gold dragon-shaped sword beam slashed towards the Golden-Winged Roc King with an irresistible force.

"If your skills stop here, you won't be able to save this little bird..."

Li Chenzhou's tone was calm and composed. He activated the Primordial Jade Scroll, and the Gate of Immortality shone with purple light, imprinting a sword feather within it.

Very faint...

Each person's path is the essence of what they have learned throughout their life. How can others comprehend it? Without the relevant inheritance, even if the laws of the Great Dao are presented before one's eyes, it is useless.

Even if you memorize the mass-energy equivalence equation, an ordinary person cannot build a nuclear bomb.

"To encompass all paths and all methods..."

"This is...this is terrifying! Is the Old King Peng really going to be defeated?"

In the distance, a cultivator's voice trembled, almost unable to believe his eyes.

The fact that the 108,000 swords that had just been capable of destroying the heavens and the earth were broken so easily was completely beyond their comprehension.

Some lamented the possible demise of this demon king, while others rejoiced, given the old Peng King's infamous reputation and numerous enemies.

But at this moment, what surged in the hearts of many was a bone-chilling horror.

What exactly is Li Chenzhou's cultivation level? This is just a blood incarnation.

The Holy Son of Yaoguang was surrounded by 108 divine halos that flickered uncertainly, and he exhaled a long breath of turbid air.

After a year of seclusion, experiencing life and death transformations, and undergoing a complete metamorphosis, I thought I could finally catch up with him, or even surpass that figure.

But upon seeing him today, the gap had not narrowed at all; on the contrary, it was as vast as a mayfly in the sky or a frog in a well in the moon, almost shattering his courage to catch up.

In the struggle for the throne, if such a figure stands in the way, who can stand against him?

At the center of the battlefield, Li Chenzhou remained calm and stood with his hands behind his back after breaking through 108,000 sword strikes.

Old Peng King's golden pupils first flashed with astonishment and disbelief, which was then replaced by endless rage.

Throughout his life, he had never suffered such a setback.

Especially considering that they were defeated by such a young human descendant.

"roar!"

With a roar, the old Peng King shattered mountains and rivers, his golden hair stood on end, and his life essence burned.

The golden divine flames were dazzling and soared into the sky from his body. His aura not only returned to its peak, but also rose wildly at a terrifying speed, surpassing his previous limits.

"With my true blood, I sacrifice my undying fighting spirit! One hundred and eight thousand swords, rise once more!"

He roared, his voice filled with a sense of determination and madness.

The 108,000 true feathers, whose divinity had been extinguished and turned into mortal feathers drifting away, condensed once more.

This time, every sword feather was stained with blood-red gold edges, and its murderous aura and killing intent were several times stronger than before.

They hummed and trembled, and wherever their swords pointed, the void shattered.

"cut!"

With a wave of his arms, the old Peng King unleashed a devastating attack, the strongest strike he had gained by burning his life essence, transforming into a destructive torrent that once again hurtled towards Li Chenzhou with even greater ferocity.

Faced with this desperate attack, Li Chenzhou finally showed a hint of surprise, but that was all.

He neither dodged nor used any supernatural powers or secret techniques.

He simply stood there quietly, his body radiating a mysterious, yellow aura.

Heavy, ancient, and vast... a halo of light formed around him that seemed thin, yet as if it isolated him from the vastness of time and space.

It is impervious to all laws and its essence is indestructible.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

One hundred and eight thousand sword feathers, like a bursting dam in a galaxy, crashed fiercely into Li Chenzhou's Xuanhuang body.

Instantly, the world was filled with ear-piercing crashes and bursts of light.

The terrifying shockwaves swept in all directions, causing the heavens and earth to tremble, and the earth below cracked open with countless ravines once again.

However, Li Chenzhou, who was at the very center...

Not moving at all!

No matter how overwhelming your sword aura, no matter how vast your killing intent, no matter how much you burn your life for ultimate sublimation...

The countless sword feathers, powerful enough to annihilate any great being, bombarded his Xuanhuang body, but apart from bursting up a series of light rains, they could not shake him in the slightest.

Not even a corner of his clothes was lifted.

All attacks and all power were easily absorbed when they touched that layer of mysterious yellow aura, like a mud ox sinking into the sea.

"Wh...what?"

"Even a desperate attack that burns away one's life essence... is... ineffective?"

"What kind of physique is that? The Holy Body has no defense like that!"

In the distance, all the onlookers were petrified, their minds blank.

Old Peng King's all-out, supreme attack... couldn't even make the opponent move a single step?

This is no longer a contest, this is... a hopeless crushing defeat.

As the light faded, Li Chenzhou remained standing in the same spot, his body enveloped in a mysterious yellow aura, completely untouched by dust.

His gaze was calm as he looked at the old Peng King in the distance, whose aura was weak and blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Silence is more impactful than any words.

Suddenly, the old Peng King let out a roar that shattered the sky.

His entire body erupted with golden light, not burning, but boiling over!

A layer of golden divine flames completely engulfed him, causing the space around him to begin to melt.

His body trembled as a forbidden power was awakened, tearing away the restraints.

Behind it, the void opened up, not just a simple phenomenon, but a projection of a wild and desolate world.

Incredibly ancient and bloody.

It is not a phantom, but more like a reappearance of the imprint of time and space.

An ancient roc, its giant claws tearing the sky and splitting the earth, tightly gripped an ancient true dragon.

Dragon blood poured down like a celestial river, scattering across the sky. Each drop contained terrifying energy that crushed the void.

"The Heavenly Roc Dragon-Slaying Diagram! It's the Dragon-Slaying Technique! The highest forbidden killing technique of the ancient Heavenly Roc lineage!"

In the distance, an old cultivator was terrified, his voice shrill and distorted, "This is the invincible technique of the Heavenly Roc clan! It hasn't appeared in the world for a thousand years, and today it's been forced out!"

Everyone was terrified!

Old Peng King has roamed the Eastern Wilderness for a thousand years, defeating all his enemies under the Great Wilderness Halberd. Has anyone ever forced him to use this ultimate trump card?

Today's battle has exceeded everyone's expectations.

At this moment, the old Peng King's aura merged with that of the ancient celestial roc in the picture. He no longer resembled a great demon, but rather a resurrected... ancient demon saint.

The oppressive aura permeated every corner of the world. Even cultivators hundreds of miles away felt as if their bodies were about to crack, their primordial spirits were stinging, and they could hardly breathe. Those with weaker cultivation levels were even on the ground, trembling with fear.

However, faced with this terrifying scene that would make even the most powerful immortals in the Immortal Realm turn pale and retreat, Li Chenzhou remained calm and composed.

A profound and ancient aura flowed freely around him, making him appear untouched by any external forces.

Far from being afraid, a hint of joy and enlightenment flashed in his eyes; he yearned for the tempering of ten thousand paths.

"Come!"

Li Chenzhou burst into loud laughter, a hearty and unrestrained laugh filled with an air of domineering pride.

The path ahead was clearer than ever before, and he took the initiative to meet it, intending to use this most powerful killing technique as a whetstone.

"Rage!"

Old Peng King transformed into a hundred-zhang-tall roc, letting out a sharp cry. The true roc unfurled at incredible speed, instantly transcending the limitations of space.

The pair of wings that once hung from the clouds were no longer wings, but transformed into two world-destroying heavenly blades, stretching across the heavens and earth, severing cause and effect.

With a single slash, it cut through heaven and earth, shattering the laws of nature.

One wing cleaves vertically, dividing yin and yang, severing the void in two.

Those divine claws were even more terrifying, their tips gleaming coldly, tearing apart the ancient blue sky. The sky and the earth before them were as fragile as silk, easily ripped open with countless dark cracks.

The ancient dragon shadow beneath its claws let out a deafening roar, its body coiling and strangling, sealing off all directions. Its head opened a gaping maw of black holes, while its tail lashed out like a heaven-splitting whip, aiming to reduce Li Chenzhou to dust.

The characteristics of the Heavenly Roc and the True Dragon, two supreme beings, are fused into the Old Roc King. At this moment, he is a colossal ferocious beast that will destroy everything in its path.

"Boom!"

Below, the earth was simply unable to withstand this force, and the rocks on the ground turned into the finest dust.

A thousand-foot-long crack tore open and stretched into the distance.

At the eye of the storm, Li Chenzhou's figure was completely swallowed up by the world-destroying power.

Li Chenzhou's gaze was deep and unfathomable, and he pushed the Hunyuan Jade Book to its limit.

He paid no attention to the overwhelming killing intent, but instead stared at the strange phenomenon of "Heavenly Roc Fighting Dragon" behind the other party, deducing the fundamental principles of this great art.

The more he looked, the happier he became. Even in the face of the earth-shattering attack, he remained calm and composed, his hands behind his back, absorbed in the profound mysteries of the Great Dao.

"boom--!"

Old Peng King merged with the strange phenomenon, his momentum reaching its peak. He held the Great Wilderness Halberd and slammed into Li Chenzhou.

The moment of impact!

Space shattered, forming a chaotic black hole.

The sky trembled, as if it were about to collapse.

However, Li Chenzhou remained unmoved, his body radiating a mysterious and ancient aura that was difficult for any magic to approach.

That terrifying impact, powerful enough to fight a true dragon, was silently dispersed, calmed, and annihilated the moment it touched the primordial yellow aura.

"How is that possible?"

"The Heavenly Roc Soars Through the Dragon... an ancient forbidden killing technique... couldn't even harm him?"

"Old Peng King has clearly achieved oneness with the divine art, his divine power comparable to that of sages and ancient masters. Why is this so?"

"What level of cultivation does he possess? That protective divine radiance... could it truly be the primordial energy of all things?"

In the distance, all the spectators were shaken to their core, their breath catching in their throats.

As the smoke and dust cleared, the void returned to calm, revealing Li Chenzhou still standing calmly and alone.

An unprecedented sight!

It happened right before my eyes, overturning all my previous understanding.

The divine light around Yao Guang was dim, Ji Haoyue's eyes flickered violently, and Wan Chu Shengzi and the others were pale.

A battle for the throne?

It seems so pale and ridiculous at this moment.

Among his contemporaries, who could be his enemy? Who dares to speak out?

Even An Miaoyi, who was detached from worldly affairs, the Holy Maiden of Dao Yi, and the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, felt as if her heart had been struck by a boulder, and her breath became disordered beneath the misty clouds.

……

The world was deathly silent.

After a long while, the strange phenomenon of the Old Peng King dissipated, and his aura weakened. He looked at Li Chenzhou.

"I lost."

Li Chenzhou smiled gently, "When discussing the Dao and expounding the Dharma, why bother about winning or losing?"

The atmosphere was so tense you could hear a pin drop.

Old Peng Wang took a deep breath: "My unruly grandson has offended you, fellow Daoist. It is my fault for failing to discipline him properly. I am willing to give everything I have, just to ask you... to spare his life."

"Grandfather!" Little Peng King roared, his golden hair flying wildly, his eyes bloodshot.

"Brother Peng is truly wise and understanding." Li Chenzhou's smile deepened, completely unaware of the confusion in his words regarding seniority. "Brother Peng is a prodigy among the demon race, possessing extraordinary talent. How could I possibly commit such an act of annihilation?"

Old Peng Wang remained silent, his hand stroking the Great Wilderness Halberd.

"This halberd is named Great Wilderness. It has been with me for a thousand years and has drunk countless blood. Although it was not forged from immortal materials, it was forged from hundreds of treasures. Fellow Daoist, you know its power. I wish to use this weapon to exchange for my grandson's life."

Li Chenzhou's expression suddenly turned serious, and he said sternly, "Divine weapons possess spirits, which distinguishes Daoist partners. If Old Peng King were to exchange them for this, wouldn't I be burdened with eternal infamy? Although I am not talented, I know what I should and should not do! Let this matter be dropped!"

Old Peng Wang was stunned. He had clearly seen the admiration in the other party's eyes for the Demon Halberd earlier, but now the rejection was so decisive. He couldn't help but wonder, "Then what does Brother Dao mean... to make you let me go?"

Li Chenzhou sighed deeply, his tone regretful: "Just now, I witnessed Brother Peng display the divine power of the Heavenly Roc Fighting the Dragon. The extraordinary phenomenon astonished the immortals, truly a magnificent spectacle unparalleled in history. My heart was shaken, and I also felt deeply regretful. If, in the long journey of cultivation ahead, I am unable to witness such an astonishing technique again, wouldn't that be a great tragedy?"

Old Peng frowned, not understanding what Li Chenzhou meant.

Li Chenzhou extended three fingers, his tone leisurely, yet every word carried immense weight:

"Three drops of essence blood! I only ask for three drops of Heavenly Roc True Blood from Brother Peng, so that I, Li, may... observe and comprehend the supreme Dao of Dragon Fighting."

"Wishful thinking!" Little Peng King below erupted in utter fury. "How dare you desecrate the true blood of the Heavenly Peng!"

Li Chenzhou didn't even look at him, his gaze fixed on Old Peng King. His tone turned indifferent, "If Brother Old Peng is reluctant, that's fine. I see that Brother Young Peng's blood and qi are at their peak, and his ancestral blood is boiling. He may also be usable. However, his cultivation is still shallow. If we forcibly extract enough essence blood, I'm afraid it will damage his Dao root, or even... cause him to die on the spot."

The threat was naked and chilling!

The air suddenly froze, and a chilling atmosphere filled the air.

Old Peng's expression shifted as he stared intently at Li Chenzhou.

Li Chenzhou stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the sky with a relaxed demeanor, awaiting the answer.

After a long silence, a sigh broke the stillness.

"Fine... whatever you say..."

Old Peng Wang gritted his teeth and activated his secret technique!

His body erupted with energy, and golden light rose again, carrying the sorrow of a hero's demise.

"Grandfather! No!" Little Peng King cried out in tears, his voice hoarse with resentment and regret.

Three drops of essence blood, as brilliant as the crimson sun, slowly emerged from the heart of the old Peng King.

They were crystal clear and blazing, containing the Dao patterns of the Heavenly Roc's battle, their killing aura soaring to the sky, and vaguely there was an ancient Heavenly Roc phantom roaring to the sky, its ferocity overwhelming.

This is completely different from the Demon Emperor's essence blood, and contains a portion of the origin of the Tianpeng clan.

With a flick of his sleeve, Li Chenzhou collected three drops of true blood into his palm.

"Heh...hehe...hahaha—"