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

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The Central Plains are vast, with magnificent mountains and rivers, towering peaks reaching into the clouds, and long rivers rushing like dragons.

Li Chenzhou walked on the earth, his figure faster than a flash of light.

He was not escaping, nor was he rushing; rather, he was engaging in a unique form of "spiritual practice."

With one step, the mountains and rivers beneath one's feet seem to recoil.

The initial steps cover ten miles, as if strolling leisurely in a garden, aiming to feel the breath of the mountains and rivers, and listen to the rhythm of the withering and flourishing of plants.

His sea of ​​suffering was silent and still, without any overwhelming divine power, but the five great divine treasures resonated autonomously, echoing the outside world.

The sea of ​​wheels rippled slightly, and the sound of chanting emanated from the Taoist palace. The four poles connected with the four elements of heaven and earth, and the spine of the dragon resembled a great dragon lying in wait, ready to take flight at any moment.

His Sendai sea of ​​consciousness was as clear as a mirror, reflecting all things in the outside world.

As the pace quickens, each step covers a hundred miles, each step a thousand miles...

His momentum began to rise.

This is not an increase in divine power, but an accumulation of "momentum".

Each step felt like stepping on a point where the rhythm of heaven and earth pulsated, and an indescribable field surrounded him, absorbing the Daoist essence of the places he passed through and integrating it into himself.

Where he went, he did not plunder, but rather fostered a connection.

Ancient trees swayed, teeming with life, and the spiritual spring flowed even more joyfully, offering up pure primordial energy. Even some ancient mines buried underground shimmered faintly, as if responding to this walking "human-shaped dragon vein."

It is foreseeable that when he finishes his journey and steps into the Yin-Yang Sect's mountain gate, the immense power he has accumulated along the way will reach its peak.

That will not only be his personal strength, but also the will of a vast territory, transformed into a world-shaking strike.

This challenge not only cornered the four holy lands, but also put him in a do-or-die situation.

It's all or nothing!

There is no turning back; the only option is to let the soul take its final leap under extreme pressure.

All the scheming and plotting he had was nothing compared to the direct and satisfying effect of breaking through all defenses with a single punch.

What he wanted was not a victory of mere survival, but to grasp the true meaning of life and hone his own path amidst the great terror of being on the brink of death.

This is an era without the substance for immortality.

Even though the Great Emperor is invincible in the world and can shatter stars with a flick of his finger, he cannot escape the shackles of a lifespan of ten thousand years.

How tragic and helpless this is!

That is why the path of spiritual practice requires even greater courage and diligence, a struggle against fate.

Every bit of strength should be used to the fullest extent, and every burst of energy should be as dazzling as fireworks, bursting forth with infinite light and heat in a limited amount of time.

His march to meet the enemy was not only a testament to the vastness of heaven and earth, but also an ultimate sublimation of his own vitality.

Li Chenzhou's steps grew increasingly steady, each step like a war drum resounding across the very fabric of heaven and earth. He walked through the vast Central Plains, yet his mind seemed to traverse countless ages, conversing with those bygone eras.

"In the ancient times of immortality, if we were to judge people of the same realm, great beings could enjoy longevity, and saints were even said to be immortal and indestructible."

In that distant era, cultivation was much easier, the essence of heaven and earth was abundant, and the substances for longevity were plentiful.

In that era, achieving supreme status after five hundred years of cultivation was considered a rare genius throughout the ages.

"And in this world, those who become emperors at the age of five hundred are not uncommon."

It wasn't because the cultivators of the era of "Covering the Sky" were more talented; quite the opposite, it was because this world had become stingy and cruel.

The longevity substances are exhausted, and the path to immortality is too high and difficult to reach.

The path of cultivation is fraught with thorns, and lifespan hangs like a sword over the head of every cultivator.

"So, in the era of Shrouding the Heavens, where the cultivation environment was far inferior to that of the Immortal Ancient Era, what created such a miracle? In a word—struggle!"

Having realized this, Li Chenzhou's Daoist heart became even more radiant and firm, and he grasped the true essence of cultivation in this era.

They do not pursue a comfortable and long life, but rather savor the passion of life on the edge of life and death, and elevate their indomitable will in the face of adversity.

Fight against fate!

Fighting against the land for destiny!

Compete with others!

Only through struggle can we break the shackles of heaven and earth, create possibilities from the impossible, and trample all paths under our feet.

Therefore, the path to becoming an emperor for every enlightened being in this era was not a simple accumulation, but rather forged with blood and fire, and paved with countless great battles.

Their path was forged through fighting and contention.

"My path encompasses all paths, and it surpasses all three thousand paths."

Li Chenzhou's gaze pierced through the void, looking towards the direction of the Yin-Yang Sect, and towards the more distant Eastern Wilderness.

His pace quickened again, resonating more deeply with the world around him.

……

Outside the Yin-Yang Sect, beneath the vast sky, the area was already packed with cultivators from the five regions.

Streaks of divine rainbows hovered, and jade carriages rose and fell. Everyone held their breath and gazed at the southern horizon.

"He's here! That golden light...he's here!"

A monk's voice trembled as he pointed to the distant sky.

A golden road stretches across the sky, extending thousands of miles in an instant.

Beneath the Great Dao, the void twisted, and the Dao itself wailed; its sheer power was enough to terrify even a half-step Great Power.

"What... what kind of speed is this? What kind of supernatural power is this? Using golden light as a path to traverse the void, this is not something a king can do. Just how far has this person's understanding of the laws of space reached?"

An old chieftain from the Nanling barbarian tribe turned pale with fright, and the beasts beneath him growled uneasily.

What's even more shocking is that at the end of the golden road, Li Chenzhou wasn't walking on air.

Instead, it is a colossal gateway, slowly rising and falling, hazy, ancient, exuding an aura of eternity and immortality.

The portal is neither stone nor wood, covered with incomprehensible patterns, as if bearing witness to the cycles of time and the birth and death of all things.

Li Chenzhou stood with his hands behind his back, stepping on the Gate of Immortality, as if descending upon an ancient world.

He was tall and straight, with wild black hair, and his body was shrouded in a glow, obscuring his face. Only his eyes, like ancient, undying cold stars, were visible, fixed on the Yin-Yang Sect.

"The Gate of Immortality... Legend has it that he used this gate to resist a holy weapon. Could it be this very gate? Just standing there, it exudes such oppressive power. What would happen if it were to be used against him?"

The voice of a senior religious elder who knew the inside story was dry.

In contrast to the bustling activity outside, the Yin-Yang Sect was shrouded in a chilling atmosphere inside.

The profound heritage of this sacred land has been revealed. The protective array has already been activated, with nine layers of light curtains, each more dazzling than the last, connecting the earth's veins and drawing upon the power of the stars to protect the entire mountain range.

The newly appointed Yin-Yang Saint Lord stood atop the main peak, his face grim. Yin and Yang energies swirled around him, and a black and white duo fish diagram rotated behind him. His aura was stronger than that of the previous Saint Lord, Wang Yangzhan.

In order to cope with this catastrophic disaster, he sacrificed his lifespan to increase his strength.

He looked at the figure on the horizon, his eyes filled not with fear, but with overwhelming killing intent.

"All disciples, heed my command! Offer sacrifices to our ancestors and purify the sacred weapon with our blood!"

"I will obey the decree of the Holy Lord!"

Inside the mountain gate, countless disciples and elders roared in unison, their voices filled with sorrow and determination.

Streams of blood and qi billowed into the sky, merging into the protective array, while an ancient aura began to revive from the depths of the sacred ancestral land.

Li Chenzhou acted as if he hadn't heard anything about it.

The gate to immortality beneath his feet trembled, showering down eternal light, yet he calmly took another step forward.

boom!

This is no longer a cultivator descending to earth, but a scroll painting of a great emperor walking among mortals.

Li Chenzhou stepped into the Gate of Immortality, and endless golden light paved the way to heaven as he traversed the void.

His eyes were like the singularity of the universe, his left eye like the sun and his right eye like the moon. When his eyes opened and closed, they were no longer just simple light, but burst forth with chaotic energy.

He stood majestically in the center, his black hair dancing wildly, his body no longer simply enveloped in golden light, but with countless acupoints ignited at the same moment.

Each acupoint is like a volcano, erupting with boundless divine brilliance.

This is not just simple brilliance, but a boiling potential.

Countless rays of light intertwined, forming a human-shaped cosmic star map that resonated with the Daoist principles of the Gate of Immortality, making him appear like a primordial deity, patrolling the world.

A perspective beyond the mundane world is generated. He does not need to scan with his divine sense. He can take in the landscape and the trajectory of all things in his heart simply by resonating with this "human universe" and all the myriad paths, as if he were looking at the lines on his own palm.

Li Chenzhou experienced a deeper realization:

"The physical body is not a constraint, but a boundless treasure; the mind is the fire that ignites the billions of stars within this body, illuminating the true self—this is the path to heaven!"

In this mystical state, his control over his physical body reached an unbelievable level.

Thoughts are the laws; every acupoint and star within the body rotates according to one's will, absorbing and releasing boundless divine power.

It was as if he was creating a world of his own.

"A speck of dust, a blade of grass, a tree—each is a world unto itself. The dust in the world is endless, and every grain of dust contains a universe within it." Li Chenzhou's heart was like a mirror, reflecting this principle.

At this moment, his physical body is proof of this concept.

"The seemingly insignificant body contains countless gateways, comparable to the sands of the Ganges, endless in number."

It's no longer just an idea, but a miracle that's happening now.

His body's countless acupoints and pores suddenly opened up.

Each acupoint is no longer just a volcano spewing forth divine energy, but has transformed into an "internal portal" that shines with its own Dao principles.

The moment when countless "internal portals" open.

boom--

The Gate of Immortality suddenly roared like never before.

The patterns on the door suddenly lit up, exuding a chaotic aura.

Even more remarkably, these patterns resonated with the billions of light spots within Li Chenzhou's body—those "internal portals."

It was as if every "door" that opened within him had found its corresponding "coordinates" and "echoes" on the door to immortality.

Golden streams of light extended from the acupoints all over his body, not shooting outwards, but flowing in reverse, connecting with the Gate of Immortality beneath his feet.

At this moment, the external gate to immortality and the internal portal to the physical body form a complete system.

Perfect loop!

Support each other!

The Daoist principles of the Gate of Immortality nourish each of the portals within the body through these streams of light, while the life essence that bursts forth from the billions of portals within Li Chenzhou's body also flows back into the illusory image of the Gate of Immortality.

In this state of internal and external interaction, his mind soared to unprecedented heights.

He seems to have become the embodiment of the Tao.

He is selfless and without personal feelings, without thoughts or desires, like the eye of the heavens, observing the operation of external rules and also looking inward at the dramatic changes in his own "heaven and earth".

My body is the universe, and we are eternity!

An absolute belief arose spontaneously; he was inseparable from the gate to immortality, and the Tao and the vessel were perfectly combined.

My body is the universe, and we are eternity!

An absolute belief arose spontaneously; he was inseparable from the gate to immortality, and the Tao and the vessel were perfectly combined.

In this mysterious state, Li Chenzhou detected a special energy fluctuation deep within the Yin-Yang Sect.

It wasn't murderous intent, but rather two opportunities to break through barriers.

"Oh? They are actually the Yin-Yang Saint Son and Saint Daughter, breaking through to the next level of heaven from the Dragon Transformation stage?" He understood instantly, as clear as a mirror.

"Not bad, not bad."

A thought flashed through my mind.

His face was expressionless, but his eyes shone brightly as they locked onto the two figures deep within the Yin-Yang Sect.

"Since you wish to break through, I will lend you a hand."

Li Chenzhou did not speak, but a voice resounded deep within the minds of the Yin-Yang Saint Son and Saint Daughter.

The next moment, instead of attacking, he reached out a large hand.

This hand was not a physical object, but rather formed from the chains of order and the essence of heaven and earth, like the hand of the heavens, pressing down on the crowns of the heads of the Yin-Yang Holy Son and Holy Daughter.

It's not an attack, it's an infusion!

A surge of extremely pure and powerful essence and fragments of the Great Dao were forcibly poured into the two of them by Li Chenzhou.

"This is……?"

The Yin-Yang Saint Son and Saintess were taken aback at first, then felt the barriers within their bodies loosen, their cultivation soaring as they rushed toward the second level of the Dragon Transformation Realm.

They were initially overjoyed, thinking they had received some kind of unpredictable opportunity or that their ancestor was secretly helping them.

However, this power was too domineering and too swift, giving them no time to fully comprehend it, and directly propelled them towards the next realm.

boom!

Almost at the same time, the sky above the Yin-Yang Sect, which had been clear, suddenly darkened.

The boundless dark clouds, like an inverted sea of ​​ink, gathered in an instant and enveloped the entire holy land.

A devastating pressure from heaven and earth suddenly descended.

It was a more pure and soul-chilling sense of oppression than that brought by Li Chenzhou.

Heavenly Tribulation!

Moreover, it was a tribulation for two people, forced and thus exceptionally violent.

Only then did the Yin-Yang Saint Son and Saintess suddenly awaken, their faces drained of color, their eyes filled with fear and despair.

"No! It's a tribulation cloud! He... he's not helping us, he's inciting our heavenly tribulation, trying to use its power to... destroy our sacred mountain gate."

Li Chenzhou stood in the heavens, stepping on the Gate of Immortality, his body radiating boundless light, coldly gazing down at the impending sea of ​​world-destroying lightning.

His move can be described as a calculated scheme; it helps you break through, but it also triggers a heavenly tribulation, which you have no choice but to accept.

And this heavenly tribulation will be magnified a thousandfold.

The entire world lost its color, and the apocalyptic atmosphere sent chills down the spines of all onlookers.

Panic and chaos ensued within the Yin-Yang Sect.

He was expressionless, his whole body glowing, and his chaotic energy surged, illuminating the universe in an instant.

The next moment, he shattered layers of space, stood tall in the sky, surrounded by the sun and moon, and stars, his aura soaring to its peak.

The entire world resonated with him, unleashing endless chains of divine order. He seemed to have ascended to immortality, with a divine chain appearing from every pore, as if he were being reborn from divine fire.

However, instead of rushing towards the Yin-Yang Sect's mountain gate, he did something that terrified everyone when he triggered the Heavenly Tribulation of the Yin-Yang Holy Son and Holy Daughter.

He transformed into a beam of immortal light, not only refusing to retreat but instead stepping onto the golden path, soaring against the heavens, and actively throwing himself into the newly formed cataclysmic clouds.

"What...what does he want to do?" The living fossil was horrified, but he saw through the clue.

How is that possible!

With the intrusion of Li Chenzhou, this "abnormal being," the dual heavenly tribulations that were originally only aimed at the Yin-Yang Holy Son and Holy Daughter underwent a shocking change.

Rumble

The range of the calamity clouds expanded a hundredfold in an instant, and its color changed from pitch black to dark red, and then to purplish black.

The thunder was no longer a simple electric snake, but transformed into ancient divine forms such as true dragons, phoenixes, and qilin, roaring in the clouds.

Furthermore, indistinct, humanoid lightning bolts, seemingly condensed from the rules of the Great Dao, manifested within the tribulation clouds, their aura causing even Saint Lords to feel suffocated.

The power of the Heavenly Tribulation was increased to an unimaginable level because of the intrusion of Li Chenzhou, an existence far exceeding the realm of a Tribulation Transcender. The rules of heaven and earth judged this as interference.

This is no longer a simple tribulation of dragon transformation, but a doomsday judgment.

Li Chenzhou stood in the center of the tribulation clouds, surrounded by divine light and chains of order, resisting the sporadic lightning that had already begun.

He coldly looked down, watching the tribulation clouds engulf the entire Yin-Yang Sect territory.