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

The setting sun bleeds blood, turning the world a dark crimson, with a blood mist swirling and enveloping the surrounding fields.

"Let's split up!"

With a roar, three figures fled frantically in three different directions.

In the face of the terrifying prospect of life and death, they squeezed out all their potential without needing to communicate.

At the same time, three magical treasures shone brightly, striking across the sky in an attempt to hold back for a moment.

"Can they escape?"

A voice descended from the heavens, utterly devoid of any worldly concerns.

hum-

Along with this sound, a giant hand hovered high in the center of the sky and slowly pressed down.

In an instant, the mountains and rivers for hundreds of miles trembled, and the mountains cried out and collapsed.

An indescribable, terrifying force erupted from his palm, blotting out the sky and the sun, as if it wanted to encompass the entire world within it.

Li Chenzhou's figure appeared, his clothes fluttering, his eyes deep and unfathomable, like an ancient, icy pool.

A slight smile appeared on his lips. "You've certainly got a good tongue-lashing. Perfect, I'm just looking for a few decent reasons to take your heads."

Rumble!

The words were like a thunderclap, and the three people's expressions changed drastically.

The next moment, the sky collapsed!

The hundred-mile-long sea of ​​clouds shattered, the continuous mountain ranges collapsed, and the vast, mysterious light poured down like the Nether River bursting its banks.

"No--!"

The three figures were crushed as if by an ancient divine mountain, slammed to the ground, and sprayed blood, staining the sky red.

They were horrified to discover that their divine power was dissipating, their sea of ​​suffering was rapidly drying up and cracking, the gods in the Dao Palace were wailing and dimming, the four poles were collapsing like rotten wood, and even the most fundamental source of life was being frantically drained away, heading towards decay and death.

"My cultivation! Give me back my youth!"

They screamed in terror, filled with horror.

The three men crashed heavily to the ground. In just a moment, their black hair turned dry and white, their skin became wrinkled, their blood and energy declined, and their eyes became cloudy. They turned into ordinary old men, frail and old.

Li Chenzhou descended slowly from the sky. Within a hundred miles, all birds, beasts, flowers, plants, spirits, and even rocks and flowing water trembled and became dazed under this will.

In the blink of an eye, the world falls silent.

He stood on thin air, as if strolling in a garden, and spoke again leisurely:

"I told you, do you think you can escape?"

In his hand, a silver steel ring quietly swirls, with natural Dao patterns imprinted on it, ancient and obscure, intertwined with "Dao" and "Li"—it is the Vajra Bracelet.

In comparison, the golden gourd and five-colored feather fan floating beside him, though also dazzling, were much more ordinary and did not catch his eye.

"Impossible...impossible! Start operating! Restore it!"

Yang Yi and the other two looked at their trembling hands, as if they were going mad, desperately trying to activate their magic, but all they got in response was the deathly silence of the Bitter Sea, the emptiness of the Dao Palace, and the utter decay of the Four Extremes.

Falling from the clouds to the mud, from the pride of the holy land to a mortal old man less than an ant, was more terrifying to them than the complete annihilation of their body and soul.

"I'm not reconciled!"

Utter despair turned into madness. The three roared and stumbled, using their last bit of strength to lunge at Li Chenzhou, as if trying to strangle him.

However, after taking only a few steps, his body suddenly stiffened, the last glimmer of light in his eyes vanished, and he fell straight backward, lifeless.

Li Chenzhou's gaze shifted and landed on Yao Xi, the Holy Maiden of Yao Guang, who was sitting quietly and meditating not far away.

He had noticed her long ago. He was resting on a cloud with his little girl, intending only to watch from the sidelines, but someone had spoken out of turn and courted death.

He walked slowly closer and said with a faint smile:

"Holy Maiden Yaoguang, how have you been?"

Yao Xi's delicate body trembled slightly, her long eyelashes fluttered, and she struggled to open her eyes, a trickle of blood silently sliding down her lips.

She seemed to want to say something, but in the end she only managed to utter two words, barely audible.

"Help me..."

Before she could finish speaking, her head tilted to the side, and she completely lost consciousness, collapsing to the ground.

……

……

Inside an unnamed cave, the firelight flickered.

Yao Xi was bathed in the true fire, and several ancient medicinal herbs were casually thrown into the fire by Li Chenzhou, transforming into powerful medicinal energy that seeped into her limbs and bones.

More than ten thousand catties of essence flowed like a river bursting its banks, surging with vital energy that washed away the wounds and mended the broken bones.

Once her life was out of danger and her breathing had stabilized, Li Chenzhou stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping calmly over the Holy Maiden of Yao Guang.

Her eyebrows resembled distant mountains, her skin was like solidified cream, and her figure was exquisite and graceful, truly like a piece of celestial jade. Her beauty was pure and elegant, yet she possessed a touch of allure. She seemed to embody the essence of heaven and earth. Even though she was pale from her severe injuries, her unparalleled elegance could not be concealed.

"Hmm, not bad."

Li Chenzhou nodded slightly, his voice calm and even, as if he were appraising an object, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

"Big brother, why isn't this sister wearing any clothes?"

The little girl tugged at his clothes, tilted her head up, and asked innocently.

Li Chenzhou did not answer, but casually picked up an outer robe and draped it over Yao Xi's body. The action was casual, seemingly covering but not really covering, which only made people more intrigued.

"Um……"

Yao Xi slowly woke up, feeling a slight chill all over her body. Looking down, she was shocked to find herself completely naked, with only a man's outer robe loosely covering her. Her jade-like cheeks flushed instantly.

She hurriedly tried to get up and dress, but the movement aggravated her severe injuries, causing excruciating pain and making her feel as if her bones were shattered. She could only fall back onto the stone bed, her teeth clenched and her breathing rapid.

Li Chenzhou, however, seemed completely oblivious, still teasing the little girl with his back turned, as if the beautiful body lying behind him was nothing more than a pink skeleton, not worth a second glance.

After catching her breath, Yao Xi struggled again, but eventually ran out of strength and collapsed heavily.

Overwhelmed with shame and anger, she could only speak in a trembling voice:

"Could you... help me get dressed?"

Her voice was like a clear spring gurgling, yet it carried a hint of embarrassment.

Li Chenzhou then turned around, his gaze clear as an ancient well, devoid of desire, only filled with tranquility:

"I can help you, but I have never been involved in karma or emotional entanglements. If you have any thoughts of forming a karmic bond upon first meeting me, you should put them away as soon as possible."

Yao Xi was taken aback upon hearing this, her beautiful eyes widening in a mixture of shame and anger:

"You...don't flatter yourself! I'm not that kind of old-fashioned person!"

Li Chenzhou then slowly stepped forward. When his gaze swept over her body, it was as if he were looking at bones, seeing through all illusions, without any joy or hatred.

He picked up the clothes with swift and efficient movements, keeping his eyes straight ahead and his mind unmoved throughout.

"Speak," he said, his tone turning cold, "when did the Yao Guang Holy Land change its ways and start slaughtering each other?"

Yao Xi remained silent for a moment before whispering:

"They took me hostage, trying to force the Supreme Elder Zhuo Piye to give in. After I returned to the Holy Land, that Supreme Elder remembered what he said that day—'If one Holy Maiden dies, there are still hundreds of Holy Maidens who can take her place.' He knew that I would definitely cause resentment. Even if he was not afraid of my backlash, he would not tolerate me as a hidden danger... You know what happened after that."

"So you've killed six of the ten disciples?" Li Chenzhou's eyes flickered slightly.

Yao Xi sneered: "What ten disciples? They're nothing but a bunch of mediocre talents who failed to become the Holy Son. How could they compare to the true heir of the Holy Land?"

She paused for a moment, glanced at Li Chenzhou, and said, "Of course, compared to a prodigy like you, who in this world dares to claim unparalleled talent?"

She struggled to sit up, leaning against the stone wall.

Wearing Li Chenzhou's white outer robe, which was loose but did not hide his figure, it added a touch of heroic spirit.

As her clothes swayed, her long legs were faintly visible, and her feet were like jade.

However, in Li Chenzhou's eyes, it was nothing more than a skeleton moving, with joints rubbing together and the skeleton providing support, with no distinction between beauty and ugliness.

So-called stunning beauty, once the skin is peeled away, is nothing more than a skeleton that will eventually decay.

What difference is there between beauty and ugliness? What difference is there between life and death? Only the Way is eternal, and only annihilation is inevitable.

The little girl climbed onto the stone bed and said softly, "Sister, don't be afraid! Big brother chased away the bad guys!"

Touched by her innocent eyes, Yao Xi managed to raise her hand and touch her little face.

"Big brother, you will protect me and my sister, right?" the little girl asked Li Chenzhou, turning her head.

Li Chenzhou chuckled and ruffled her hair: "Big brother will naturally protect little girl."

"And there's my older sister too!" the little girl persisted.

"Protector," Li Chenzhou replied calmly, his tone devoid of emotion.

……

In the northern divine city, a storm is brewing.

On this day, the resounding bell tolled throughout the heavens and earth, echoing across the entire northern region.

Purple Mountain, also known as Demon Mountain, is the Daoist temple of the Great Emperor Wushi, where the Emperor's weapon, the Wushi Bell, was left behind.

The moment the bell rang, the world trembled, and all the major powers sprang into action.

For months, various holy lands have attacked Purple Mountain one after another, attempting to seize the Great Emperor's inheritance, but all have suffered a crushing defeat.

Rumors circulate that a Saint Lord-level figure was severely injured and forced to flee due to the backlash from the array patterns, while even a powerful figure perished within it, his body and soul destroyed.

The terror of Zishan Mountain chills the hearts of the world.

After that, the major holy lands of the Eastern Wilderness and the thirteen major bandits of the Northern Region temporarily ceased hostilities and joined forces to activate half of the imperial weapon, the Devouring Demon Jar, to attack Purple Mountain again.

However, the result was still a failure. Some people witnessed the monstrous array patterns erupting from Purple Mountain, obliterating everything. If the Demon Jar had not revived at the crucial moment and blocked the Boundless Bell Wave, everyone would have perished.

The dragon-patterned black gold cauldron, the Hengyu furnace, and the Void Mirror all failed to emerge; even half a piece of imperial weapon was ultimately no match for the perfect power of the Wushi Bell.

"Hmph, do you think this bunch of trash can break into Purple Mountain?" A large black dog stood up on its hind legs, wearing floral shorts, its face full of disdain.

"What exactly is inside Purple Mountain?" Ye Fan asked.

"Kid, do you want the 'Beginningless Sutra'?" the black dog asked, surprising everyone.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo were shocked: "You have the 'Beginningless Sutra'?"

The big black dog felt uneasy under their gazes and took two steps back, saying, "What's wrong with your eyes? You look like wolves."

The holy lands of the Eastern Wilderness and the Central Plains Dynasty went to great lengths to attack Zishan, and this dog actually uttered such a sentence; it was truly frightening.

Although Ye Fan and Pang Bo practiced the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, they kept in mind Li Chenzhou's admonition that "it should not be learned to its fullest extent," so they still lacked a main cultivation technique.

"You damn dog, trying to fool people with the 'Black Emperor's Scripture' again?" Pang Bo questioned.

The big black dog cursed, put its paws behind its back, and looked up at the sky: "I, the Emperor, have seen through time and space. What do I not know? I have a plan to obtain the 'Beginningless Scripture.' Let's see if you dare to do it."

The two men's expressions shifted: "What plan?"

"Young Ye, you possess the Holy Body, while the Purple Mansion Saintess is a Primordial Dao Embryo. The 'Beginningless Scripture' can only be opened by a Primordial Holy Body or Dao Embryo. Invite her here, and I, the Emperor, will have my own way," the big black dog said, its eyes darting around.

……

Three days later, Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and the big black dog set up a great formation on the ice plains and finally waited for the Purple Mansion Saintess.

Ye Fan stood alone in the wind and snow, with the Cauldron of All Things Mother Qi above his head and the God-Slaying Whip on his back, while the others had already disappeared.

The Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion was only about twenty years old. Dressed in purple, she stood in the ice and snow, like a fairy flower in full bloom.

He was tall and slender, surrounded by purple mist, with a hazy face, only the Dao seal between his brows flowing with divine light.

She stood quietly in the wind and snow, calmly looking at Ye Fan, as if she were one with heaven and earth.

Ye Fan felt a chill run down his spine; this woman was unfathomable.

"Fairy of the Purple Mansion, how shall I address you?" Ye Fan asked.

"Zixia," she said calmly, "You dare to block my way before even reaching the Four Extremes? You've been setting up this formation for a long time, haven't you? Send your people out."

Ye Fan was secretly shocked; the other party had seen through the plan at a glance.

"I do not wish to be enemies with the fairy, but all the holy lands want to seize my precious cauldron, so I have no choice but to fight back."

"So you planted men to ambush and kill me?" Zixia remained calm.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Not so. If you are willing to come with me, we can live in peace."

"You want to imprison me? Then do it." Zixia's voice was calm.

All around, star stones floated in the air, shining brightly, each star twinkling, transforming the icy plain into a starry dreamscape.

Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and the big black dog stepped forward in a triangular formation, surrounding Fairy Zixia in the center.

On the icy plains, the wind and snow raged fiercely, and a chilling atmosphere pervaded the air.

"We have no intention of harming you; we only wish to conspire with the fairy to create a great destiny," Ye Fan said, his voice like the clang of metal.

Above his head, the cauldron of the Mother Qi of All Things floated, and the Xuanhuang Qi descended, suppressing the void around him.

Fairy Zixia stood silently, without responding.

She seemed to be one with this world, every move she made contained the essence of the Dao, her peerless beauty connected with the vast Dao, ethereal and transcendent, unlike any mortal.

boom!

A vast, unbroken scroll burst forth from her body, spreading across the heavens and earth.

On the scroll, divine mountains stand tall, the sea flows turbulently, the sun, moon, and stars revolve endlessly, and the boundless Daoist principles are born and die within.

The fairy in purple stood before the painting, the person and the scenery complementing each other, truly like a poem or painting.

However, it is a poem or painting that contains endless killing intent.

"The Landscape Painting... This is a powerful artifact that intertwines Tao and reason!" The big black dog barked, the golden bell above its head hummed, and it pounced from behind, opening its mouth to bite.

Zixia Fairy's three thousand strands of black hair suddenly flew up, her long hair like a waterfall rippled with a vast purple aura, and with a simple flick, she stirred up and shattered the void.

When the golden bell collided with the purple aura, it vanished without a trace, like snow meeting boiling water.

With a gentle wave of her hand, the sun, moon, and stars in the painting lit up simultaneously, as if the entire world in the painting had come to life.

An overwhelming suction force erupted, causing Ye Fan and Pang Bo to lose their balance and involuntarily rise from the ground, about to be drawn into the diagram.

"town!"

Ye Fan shouted, and the Cauldron of Mother Qi of All Things roared, with the Xuanhuang Qi descending to stabilize himself.

Pang Bo wielded the Xuanhuang Greatsword and slashed fiercely, the power of the flying immortals tearing through the sky and striking the world of the painting, bursting out with dazzling light.

"What a magnificent Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion!" The two men and the dog were all awestruck.

Just a moment ago, they were almost captured and refined in the diagram.

Zixia Fairy remained calm and detached, as if the battle had not been a life-or-death struggle, but merely a casual brushing away of dust.

Ye Fan stepped forward, and the Great Dao Treasure Bottle and the Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron resonated together.

With his left hand he formed the Myriad Transformations Sacred Technique, and with his right hand he manifested the Battle Sacred Art, appearing both godlike and demonic. With a single palm strike, ripples spread through the space.

Dark and golden light intertwined, making him appear like a demon god from ancient times, his body brimming with explosive power, each step shattering the earth.

He unleashed a punch, and the Great Dao Treasure Bottle crushed down, attempting to completely suppress Fairy Zixia.

Zixia Fairy's expression remained unchanged. Her slender, jade-like fingers, white as scallions emerging from water and crystal clear, gently touched the treasure bottle with one finger.

This seemingly casual gesture, devoid of any worldly concerns, caused Ye Fan's expression to change drastically.

Ten thousand booming sounds emanated from the fingertips of the Purple Mansion Saintess, as if the Heavenly Dao itself had descended.

boom!

When the Great Dao Treasure Bottle collided with the jade finger, it was actually cracked by the finger, and the dark light dimmed instantly.

"roar!"

Ye Fan let out a long roar, his figure soaring into the sky like a roc spreading its wings, his aura increasing by one point with every zhang of height he rose.

When it rose to a height of a thousand feet, the void shattered, and heaven and earth trembled.

He was like a world-destroying dragon, his hair wildly dancing, his eyes like celestial blades, and his bronze-colored body radiating immortal light.

"If you are in harmony with the Dao, then I will use force to break through the Dao."

The Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things crashed down with a deafening roar, the hundred-foot-tall cauldron swaying as if a pillar of heaven had collapsed, pressing down directly on Fairy Zixia.

Fairy Zixia remained in that mysterious realm, her fair hand gently stroking and her jade fingers flicking.

Wherever it passes, the void twists and cracks; anyone even slightly touched by it will be annihilated, body and soul.

The great war has completely broken out!

Ye Fan's fists moved like dragons, his flying immortal power shattering all laws, and his battle holy techniques evolved into various wondrous arts, causing the heavens to rage.

Zixia Fairy was born with a natural affinity for the Dao, and every move she made could draw upon the power of all Daos. Her flowing black hair exuded terrifying power.

"Devouring Heaven Demon Art"

Zixia Fairy spoke for the first time, uttering four words.

The sound was like a clear spring striking a stone, yet it sent a jolt through Ye Fan's mind.

With a flick of her finger, it seemed as if only that slender finger remained in the world.

The void was shattered layer by layer like tofu, revealing a pitch-black passage that went straight for Ye Fan's brow.

With that flick of her finger, a slight ripple stirred in her transcendent state of mind, revealing a trace of human nature, like a goddess descending to earth, and all the forces of nature pressed down upon her.

"With a single thought, a flower blooms; with that thought, one reigns supreme!"

Ye Fan let out a long roar, stepping on golden fairy flowers, his black hair dancing wildly.

His divine arts, which were originally like those of an immortal being, were used by him as if he were a demon lord descending to earth.

Endless golden rain of flowers fell, each petal transforming into a clone, and in the blink of an eye, the sky was filled with Ye Fan's figure, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

The void crumbled into pieces, and an aura of decay enveloped the surrounding area.

It was an indescribable terror, as if the entire world was about to come to an end.

Ye Fan threw a punch, the intent of which was like a mountain collapsing, domineering and fierce, tearing through the void. Dazzling golden light burst forth from his body, like a great sun falling to earth.

His fists swung, as if stars were swirling around them, or comets were striking the moon. Each strike contained the power to create the world and illuminate the vast ice plains.

The power of this punch surpassed the limits of the Dao Palace Secret Realm. Ye Fan stood firmly on the ground, his boundless fist intent piercing through the eight wastelands.

The space hummed, and ravines cracked open on the ice field, threatening to completely overturn the earth.

"The Ancient Sacred Body is indeed extraordinary."

Zixia Fairy spoke softly, her mind still perfectly pure and flawless, in a mysterious state of oneness with heaven and earth.

Although Ye Fan's punch, which concentrated all his energy and spirit, temporarily put her at a disadvantage, the state of being in harmony with the Dao allowed her to maintain a detached state of mind. Even when facing a life-or-death crisis, it could not stir up the slightest ripple in her heart.

Boom!

She made a hand seal, and the Mountain and River Map trembled violently, fully unfolding and blotting out the sky.

The real mountains and rivers in the picture surge forth, merging with the outside world's sky and earth.

Zixia Fairy stands atop the celestial cliff in the center of the picture, surrounded by purple mist, like a true immortal stepping out of the painting.

The landscape is like a painting, and the beauty is like jade; this is the most authentic description of the scene.

Although Ye Fan's punches were powerful, they were unable to truly break through the landscape painting that intertwined Tao and reason.

This level of artifact transcends the scope of ordinary magical treasures, containing the ultimate principles of heaven and earth.

Zixia Fairy disappeared into the picture. Facing the attack of two people and a dog, she could not win, but she was already in an invincible position.

She stands alone on a fairy cliff, shrouded in purple mist, aloof from the world, becoming the most moving scenery in the landscape painting.

Pang Bo roared and soared into the sky with the Xuanhuang Greatsword in hand. He unleashed the ultimate Battle Saint Technique, causing mountains and rivers to crumble and clouds to break apart, but he still could not truly touch that figure.

Throughout the entire process, Fairy Zixia's emotions remained completely unchanged. Her actions were devoid of any earthly concerns, yet contained terrifying power.

Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and the big black dog looked solemn; Fairy Zixia's extraordinary abilities far exceeded their expectations.

Despite their combined efforts, the three of them only managed to gain a slight advantage, failing to even damage a single hem of her clothing.

"Among her contemporaries, I'm afraid no one can truly surpass her," Pang Bo sighed, except for Shen Zhou, of course.

During their initial encounter, they were nearly sucked into the Mountain and River Map; that was only a single exchange.

"The innate Dao embryo is simply too monstrous, and with this Mountain and River Map, we can't break through its defenses at all." The big black dog was jumping up and down in anxiety. "Not only can she use her own divine power, but she can also communicate with the power of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and her cultivation level is far higher than ours. How are we supposed to fight her?"

The battle reached a stalemate, with neither side able to gain the upper hand.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo exchanged a glance, both seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes.

The allure of the Beginningless Sutra was too great. Over the past year, they had wandered around and had sensed the terrifying aura of the Holy Son of Yao Guang from afar, as if he were their natural enemy. His malice made them tremble with fear and they made no attempt to hide it.

They recalled Li Chenzhou's earlier warning:

The Devouring Heaven Demon Art is countered by the Undying Heaven Art. If they were to truly clash with the Holy Son of Yao Guang, they would be completely suppressed.

Therefore, they urgently need a powerful inheritance of an invincible and indestructible divine technique.

Now that the big black dog claims that as long as they capture Fairy Zixia, they can obtain the Beginningless Scripture, they are naturally unwilling to let this opportunity slip by.

However, now Fairy Zixia has hidden herself in the Mountain and River Map, a powerful artifact refined by the old Holy Master of the Purple Mansion Holy Land, which they are powerless to break.

For a time, they were caught in a dilemma.

Just then, a calm voice came from the void:

"I just arrived and saw you all attacking a woman."

Li Chenzhou stood in the void, his white robes fluttering, his handsome appearance extraordinary.

He held the hand of a pretty little girl, and beside him followed a woman of unparalleled beauty, none other than Yao Xi.

"The ship sank!"

"The ship sank!"

Ye Fan and Pang Bo were both surprised and delighted, never expecting Li Chenzhou to appear at this moment.

With him around, the Mountain and River Map will undoubtedly be destroyed.

They had all heard about Li Chenzhou's incredible feat of defeating the Golden-Winged Roc King.

Throughout history, very few people have achieved such success at this age.

Li Chenzhou was one of them.

The big black dog looked at Li Chenzhou in shock and muttered, "This is terrifying. It hasn't been this long. It wasn't this scary when we came out of Zishan."

When its gaze fell on the little girl, its eyes widened instantly.

It was first puzzled, then shocked, and finally became trembling with fear.

It only managed to remain calm when it realized that Xiao Nannan seemed to be just an ordinary little girl, but a hint of awe still lingered in its eyes.

"Sinking Boat, there's an incredible opportunity here," Pang Bo said eagerly.

"Oh? What kind of good fortune?" Li Chenzhou asked with a light laugh.

He guessed that, probably following the original trajectory, the news of the Origin Cauldron of the Mother Qi of All Things was leaked, and it was coveted by various holy lands. Ye Fan was forced to retaliate and capture the holy sons and daughters.

But he didn't expect Pang Bo to call it "great fortune".

"The Beginningless Sutra!" Pang Bo exclaimed excitedly.

"The Black Emperor said that as long as we gather the Ancient Sacred Body and the Innate Dao Embryo, we can unlock the Beginningless Scripture," Ye Fan added. "The Beginningless Emperor was invincible in all directions, so his Emperor Scripture must be incredibly powerful."

Li Chenzhou frowned upon hearing this: "Do you know exactly how to obtain the Beginningless Scripture?"

Before Ye Fan could answer, he looked calmly at the landscape map in the sky and said, "The Beginningless Scripture cannot be opened without a Primordial Sacred Body and a Primordial Dao Embryo. And a Primordial Sacred Body and a Primordial Dao Embryo require the combination of an Ancient Sacred Body and a Primordial Dao Embryo to produce offspring that can achieve success."

Ye Fan's face instantly darkened.

The Holy Land is his enemy, coveting the Source Cauldron of All Things and Pang Bo's Xuanhuang Great Sword, so their counterattack is perfectly reasonable.

However, if he were to use this as an excuse to take advantage of others in distress, or even commit beastly acts against female cultivators, it would contradict his steadfast Daoist principles.

Yao Xi, standing to the side, also showed a look of disdain.

If that was the true intention of the Holy Body, then he truly did not deserve the unprecedented title of the Ancient Holy Body, and becoming the Ancient Waste Body was entirely his own fault.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo stared intently at the big black dog, their gazes unfriendly.

The big black dog felt a chill run down its spine from the stare and unconsciously took a few steps back. It glanced cautiously at Li Chenzhou and muttered, "I haven't had time to explain in detail yet..."

Ye Fan was furious and annoyed.

After fighting for a long time, his divine power was almost exhausted. Not only did he gain nothing, but he also almost earned the reputation of a lecherous thief.

More importantly, they were completely unable to break through the Mountain and River Map to "plunder" the Purple Mansion Saintess, making this battle a huge loss.

At this moment, the group was caught in a dilemma: if they carried the Landscape Map with them, it would be like carrying a time bomb. If Fairy Zixia suddenly broke out of the map, they would be unable to defend themselves against her, especially if she was caught off guard.

If we simply release the bindings on the Mountain and River Map and let Fairy Zixia leave, we will be unwilling to accept it. We will fight until the heavens and earth collapse and finally gain the upper hand. Should we just let the enemy leave like that?

Ye Fan looked at Li Chenzhou, wanting to hear his opinion.

Repeated practice has proven that Li Chenzhou can make the right choice at any time.

Li Chenzhou looked up at the landscape painting high in the sky, his eyes sparkling.

He suddenly chuckled softly, the sound echoing across the icy plains:

"Since that's the case..."

"I want this Purple Mansion Saintess."

Before he finished speaking, Li Chenzhou raised his hand and pressed down, and the entire world suddenly darkened.

The vast ice plains silently crumbled, and the clouds in the sky rolled back.

The landscape painting trembled violently, and the mountains, rivers, sun, moon, and stars in the painting flickered on and off, as if they were about to collapse at any moment.

Zixia Fairy's expression finally changed, and for the first time, shock appeared in her usually aloof eyes.

"How is this possible..." she muttered to herself, feeling an irresistible force tearing the landscape painting apart.

Li Chenzhou took a step forward, his figure seemingly merging into the void, or transcending the heavens and earth.

He slowly extended his right hand, his five fingers like pillars supporting the sky, grasping at the landscape painting.

"Come out."

These three simple words contain an unparalleled will.

As the five fingers closed, the map of mountains and rivers shrank, forcibly peeling itself away from the void.

Zixia Fairy let out a muffled groan, blood spilling from the corner of her mouth. For the first time, a crack appeared in her usually perfect and flawless state of mind.

When she could see her surroundings again, she found herself standing on the ice field. The landscape painting had transformed into a scroll and fallen into Li Chenzhou's hands.

"You..." Fairy Zixia's pupils contracted as she looked at the suddenly appearing man seriously for the first time.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo exchanged a glance, both noticing each other's confusion.

It's strange that Shen Zhou, who has always been a man of few desires, pays special attention to the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion.

Yao Xi stood quietly to the side, also puzzled. She knew that this person "looked at beautiful women as if they were skeletons," and it was impossible for him to be lustful at first sight.

"The plan for the Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo has fallen through. You, Ye boy, don't dare to take it, but someone else is eager to have it." The big black dog muttered in a low voice, its face full of dissatisfaction.

Li Chenzhou chuckled upon hearing this, then turned his gaze to Ye Fan: "What I want is not only the Innate Dao Embryo, but also your Ancient Sacred Body."

Ye Fan's expression hardened: "You've cultivated the method of devouring origins from the Devouring Heaven Demon Art?"

"If I wish to explore the origin of all laws, I need to comprehend a special physique," Li Chenzhou said calmly. "It will not damage your foundation; on the contrary, it will benefit you."

His vision was far-reaching. Ordinary cultivators needed to cultivate to the level of a second-level immortal to begin to comprehend the Great Dao, but those with special physiques seemed to be born with the Dao.

"What should I do?" Ye Fan asked without hesitation.

"Go to the Fire Domain."

Li Chenzhou raised his hand to the sky, and the landscape painting fell into his palm.

......

In the fiery eastern wilderness, flames blaze across the sky.

"There may be pain, but it will be good for you."

Li Chenzhou lightly flicked his sleeves, and the Xuanhuang Qi protected the two of them as they entered the ninth level of the Fire Domain.

Nine-colored flames surged, yet could not get even a fraction closer.

The Gate of Immortality reappeared, enveloping the world and swallowing the two of them.

Li Chenzhou activated the Nine-Colored Flame to enter the Dao. This flame was extraordinary and greatly helped him to analyze the Great Dao. He controlled the flow of the flame, so that Ye Fan and the other person were surrounded by flames but were not harmed.

"Fight with all your might, unleash your full power, divine strength, physical strength, and will!"

Ye Fan and Pang Bo exchanged a glance, their fighting spirit instantly surging.

As comrades who know each other best, their moves are always the ultimate killing blows.

boom!

Pang Bo unleashed a punch that tore through the sea of ​​fire, its power and ferocity unmatched.

Ye Fan's entire body shone with golden light, and he met the attack with his own fist. The aftershocks of their clash caused the surrounding flames to surge.

The two abandoned their weapons and fought purely with their physical bodies against the Daoist arts.

The void was constantly torn apart and then healed, with golden and dark light intertwined.

The two abandoned their weapons and fought purely with their physical bodies against the Daoist arts.

The void was constantly torn apart and then healed, with golden and dark light intertwined.

In the collision, Ye Fan's arm was slashed open, and golden holy blood splattered out. Almost simultaneously, Pang Bo's chest was also slashed, and the blood of the demon god sprinkled across the sky.

Instead of being evaporated by the nine-colored flames, the blood, drawn by the divine power of the Gate of Immortality, transformed into specks of golden and red light, which floated in the void.

"Very good." Dao patterns flowed in Li Chenzhou's eyes, and the Gate of Immortality trembled slightly as it began to absorb these blood light beads.

Inside the Gate of Immortality, a mysterious space for deduction unfolds.

Golden holy blood transformed into countless Dao traces within, each drop of blood containing the mysteries of the ancient holy body, while the blood of the demon god evolved into primordial phenomena—this was the bloodline inheritance of the ancient demon god.

Li Chenzhou closed his eyes and concentrated, analyzing the origins of these two constitutions through the Gate of Immortality.

He saw the supreme yang and yang essence contained in the holy blood, and also glimpsed the violent and domineering primal power in the blood of the demon god.

"I see..." he murmured to himself, his understanding of the special physique deepening.

Ye Fan unleashed a powerful Eight Extremes Heart Elbow strike aimed straight for the center, while his left hand condensed the Great Dao Treasure Bottle to suppress it.

Pang Bo then used the Battle Saint Technique to evolve the Eight Extremes Iron Mountain Strike, and with a stomp of his foot, the ground shook and the mountains trembled as he fiercely countered with a close-to-the-mountain strike.

As the battle intensified, more blood splattered out, only to be absorbed and analyzed by the Gate of Immortality.

Li Chenzhou's understanding of the two constitutions deepened, and he even began to speculate on the possible changes that might occur when the two were combined.

Just as the battle reached its climax, Li Chenzhou suddenly waved his sleeve, drawing the Purple Mansion Saintess, who was standing quietly to the side, into the fray.

"You go too," Li Chenzhou waved his hand.

Caught off guard, the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion fell into the Gate of Immortality.

She quickly regained her composure, and a hazy purple aura appeared around her, aligning with the great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

With a gentle flick of her wrist, she launched an attack on both Ye Fan and Pang Bo.

"Arrogant!"

Pang Bo roared, and his Xuanhuang blood energy surged into the sky, launching the first attack on the Purple Mansion Saintess.

Even without the Landscape Painting, she refused to believe she was still no match for this woman.

Ye Fan did not hesitate either, his golden fist energy piercing through the air.

Despite being attacked from both sides, the Holy Goddess of the Purple Mansion remained unmoved.

Her movements were as ethereal as smoke and mist, maneuvering effortlessly amidst the two men's ferocious attacks. Every dodge was perfectly timed, as if she had anticipated their every move.

"A primordial Dao embryo, in harmony with the Dao, truly extraordinary." Li Chenzhou's eyes showed approval.

Suddenly, the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion switched from defense to offense. She formed a hand seal, and a purple Dao diagram appeared in the void, simultaneously suppressing the two of them.

The Dao Diagram simultaneously suppressed Ye Fan's Sacred Body Phenomenon and Pang Bo's Demon God Technique.

"Not good!" Ye Fan shouted, urging his divine power with all his might. The golden sea of ​​bitterness surged and churned, barely managing to withstand the suppression of the Dao diagram.

Pang Bo roared repeatedly, his Xuanhuang blood energy transforming into a primordial beast that frantically attacked the Dao diagram.

However, the Purple Mansion Saintess's attack changed again. Her figure was elusive, sometimes like a gentle breeze, sometimes like a thunderclap breaking through the sky.

Each strike was in accordance with the natural order, making it impossible for the two to defend against.

With a light tap of her jade-like fingers, she simultaneously slashed Ye Fan and Pang Bo's arms, causing golden holy blood and demonic blood to splatter once more.

She was also injured by the recoil, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of her lips.

The three-colored blood intertwined and merged under the influence of the Gate of Immortality, evolving into even more mysterious and wondrous phenomena of the Great Dao.

"Even against two opponents, he still has the upper hand. The Innate Dao Embryo truly lives up to its name." Yao Xi, who was watching the battle, sighed softly, her beautiful eyes sparkling with admiration.

Both she and Zixia were holy maidens of the Holy Land, but it must be said that the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion was stronger than her.

The Purple Mansion Saintess grew stronger with each battle, making full use of the advantages of her innate Dao embryo, leaving Ye Fan and Pang Bo exhausted.

Li Chenzhou continuously deciphered the fundamental mysteries of the three constitutions.

Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and the three Holy Maidens of the Purple Mansion are engaged in a fierce battle at the Gate of Immortality, with the three primal forces colliding.

Suddenly, the entire Gate of Immortality began to shake violently.

"Be careful." Li Chenzhou's voice came from the void.

As soon as he finished speaking, four dazzling lights suddenly appeared inside the Gate of Immortality.

An ancient and simple divine furnace stands in the sky, with the essence of the sun burning fiercely.

The Law Imprint of the Solar God's Furnace!

"boom!"

The Sun God Furnace poured out flames that filled the sky, and Ye Fan was the first to be hit, feeling as if all the blood in his body was about to be evaporated.

"Holy Body Origin, open!" Ye Fan shouted, as the golden sea of ​​bitterness surged, directly confronting the true fire of the sun.

His holy blood nearly boiled, and he awakened further in his desperate situation.

Beneath the lid of a magic jar, the mouth of which was as black as an abyss, emanated a terrifying aura that seemed to devour the heavens and earth.

The laws of the Devouring Demon Jar have been revealed!

As the magic jar spun, Pang Bo felt as if the demon god's blood energy was about to burst out of his body.

He roared, and his Xuanhuang blood energy transformed into the primordial demon god's avatar, fighting against the devouring power of the demon jar.

Under pressure, the essence of the demon god continued to condense, manifesting even more ancient inherited memories.

Another imperial immortal sword slashed horizontally, its blade branded with the geography of mountains and rivers, exuding supreme majesty that ruled the world.

The laws of the Supreme Emperor Sword have descended!

This sword strike was aimed directly at the Dao Heart. The Purple Mansion Saintess's expression was solemn, and her Dao Body was pushed to its limit.

The mutual reinforcement between the innate Dao embryo and the Supreme Emperor Sword Dao allowed her to make rapid progress in her understanding of "Dao".

The final mark transformed into a dragon stele, its inscriptions shimmering and evolving into the principles of the I Ching.

As the dragon tablet descended, all three simultaneously felt the suppression of the Great Dao's laws.

Ye Fan's Holy Body roared, Pang Bo's demonic blood boiled, and the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion's Dao Embryo trembled slightly. The three physiques revealed their most essential Dao essence under the evolution of the Dragon Stele.

"Join forces!" the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion shouted, taking the lead in changing her tactics.

She used her innate Dao embryo to activate the laws of heaven and earth. Ye Fan understood, and the sacred body's extraordinary phenomena merged with her Dao diagram. At the same time, Pang Bo's demon god magic was also integrated.

Under the pressure of the Emperor's might, the three primal forces began to merge, forming a three-colored light screen that barely withstood the successive attacks of the four imperial weapon imprints.

The Sun God Furnace pours out true fire, the Devouring Demon Jar devours all things, the Supreme Emperor Sword severs the laws of the Dao, and the Fuxi Dragon Stele evolves the principles of the I Ching.

The four imperial weapons' imprints forced the three into a desperate situation.

At the critical moment of life and death, the three constitutions unleashed astonishing potential.

Ye Fan's Holy Body shone even brighter under the tempering of the True Fire of the Sun, Pang Bo's Demon God Bloodline awakened its ancient heritage under the stimulation of the power of devouring, and the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion merged with the Dao under the baptism of the Imperial Sword Intent.

The battle lasted for three days and three nights. In the process of fighting against the laws of the Great Emperor, the three people's primal powers actually began to merge and verify each other.

The sacred body's supreme yang and strength, the demon god's ferocity and domineering nature, and the Dao embryo's unity of heaven and man—these three completely different Daos collide and produce profound changes.

"So that's how it is..." Li Chenzhou observed all of this through the Gate of Immortality, Dao patterns flowing in his eyes.

He clearly saw the original mysteries of the three constitutions manifested under the pressure of the Emperor's Law, as well as the various changes that might occur between them.

When the offensive of the four imperial weapon imprints reached its peak, the three's potential was also unleashed to its fullest extent.

"That's enough." Li Chenzhou waved his sleeve, and the marks of the four imperial weapons disappeared.

Peace returned to the Gate of Immortality. The three men collapsed to the ground, covered in wounds, but their eyes shone with a light of enlightenment.

Li Chenzhou stood with his hands behind his back, his understanding of the three types of physiques reaching a whole new level.

All of this will become the foundation upon which he deduces the myriad principles.