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

A small courtyard in an urban village!

Li Chenzhou made a move.

There was no thunder or lightning, only the muffled thud of muscles and skin taut. In that small space, he twisted and turned, his speed indistinguishable from his movements.

Snapped!

A palm strike as swift as a knife!

Relax your shoulders and drop your elbows, let your spine arch like a great dragon!

Slump your back, straighten your neck, and grip the ground like iron clamps with your knees!

Inch by inch! Hands rubbing! Elbow raised! Claws extended! The air was torn apart with a short, sharp whistle!

Tai Chi is like a giant python coiling around a mountain, slow to the extreme, yet with hidden strangulation; Bagua is like a vulture circling in the sky, its deadly intent locking in all directions; Xingyi is like the deathly stillness before a volcanic eruption, where the sky and earth will collapse in the next second; Baji is like a siege hammer, fierce and domineering.

Li Chenzhou's boxing stances became slower and slower, but his strength was as heavy as lead and mercury!

With each move, the muscles and bones resonated like muffled thunder, blood and qi surged beneath the skin, making the skin scalding hot and white smoke rising from the pores.

Several hours passed.

Li Chenzhou withdrew his fist, his Three-Body Stance rooted firmly in place, not a drop of sweat on his body, as if his pores were locked shut.

"My punches...are still a bit lacking!"

A breath of foul air shot out from Li Chenzhou's mouth, like a powerful arrow from a bow, tearing the air apart with a "sizzle".

Over the centuries of development of Chinese martial arts, countless amazing individuals have passed down their skills from generation to generation. Although the path has been broken, when it comes to physically training and squeezing out one's own potential, it ranks among the top in all the worlds.

Li Chenzhou's ability to even touch this threshold is already defying the heavens. The profound meaning of the Demon Prison Mystic Embryo Scripture played a significant role. He wants to fuse these skills into a unique Dao of his own, but he can't rush it!

With sirens blaring outside, Li Chenzhou felt as if his heart was being crushed by an anvil.

That night, a torrential downpour covered all traces. There were no witnesses, no cameras, and he sent Xu Zhen and his apprentice to their deaths with a few punches and kicks, cleanly and efficiently.

If this can still be found, then he... will fight!

Two days.

Li Chenzhou was holed up in this small courtyard in the urban village. Apart from eating and relieving himself, there was only one other thing:

捶！

boom!

Sink your shoulders! Drop your elbows! Shake your spine like a spear! The boxing stance slows down, but the muscles and bones hum like muffled thunder.

Beneath his skin, his blood and qi surged like magma from the earth, and white steam billowed in the room. He was like a red-hot iron blank, being frantically forged by himself!

"I've reached a bottleneck!" Li Chenzhou frowned slightly, feeling that his punches were still lacking something.

"Hidden strength is the result of the unity of mind and intention, the unity of intention and qi, and the unity of qi and strength."

Ba Liming's words echoed in his mind:

"If the mind is unsettled, the will will wander; if the will is not focused, the energy will dissipate; if the energy is insufficient, the strength will be superficial—that is dead flesh, not internal strength!"

go!

The thought exploded!

Like shackles binding one's body suddenly snapping, the petty scheming of one's past life, the bewilderment upon first arriving in the world of Shrouding the Heavens, and three years of training in the world of dragons and snakes...

Everything was like red-hot iron being smashed into ice water, making a hissing sound.

My heart is open!

Li Chenzhou plunged headlong into a deserted place, deliberately choosing animal trails and venturing into the deepest parts of the wilderness.

The clamor of the world, cut it off! The turmoil of life, sever it!

Li Chenzhou walked alone, aimlessly, accompanied only by the wind tearing through the treetops.

Monotonous! Stubborn!

go!

His mind was completely emptied, all his martial arts skills were broken down and melted into his soul, and he no longer needed to think.

When he twists his waist and hips, his spine moves like an old ape stretching its arms; when he walks, his feet are firmly rooted to the ground, and he is like a giant python slithering close to the ground.

Toes dug into the soil and rocks, arches of the feet to calves, thighs to backs, necks to ears, with a slight sway, tendons cracked and stretched like a steel wire mesh!

He walked into a desolate, uninhabited area.

His once short hair had grown to his waist, tangled like weeds, and his clothes were now torn to shreds. His shoes were worn through, and he walked barefoot over sharp stones and through bone crevices...

Every step he took was like a grinding wheel sharpening iron!

All distracting thoughts vanished without a trace, the murderous intent dissipated completely, and all past events dissipated with the wind.

A profound stillness, like the gnarled roots of an old tree, seeped into my heart.

The more you walk, the more relaxed and relaxed your muscles and bones become!

The further you walk, the clearer your mind becomes!

Xingyi (Form and Intention) accumulates into an iron spear in the spine, Bagua (Eight Trigrams) rotates like a cast iron top, Taiji (Tai Chi) twists into the gaps between muscles, and Baji shakes in the joints.

Li Chenzhou was unpretentious. When he walked, the soles of his feet gripped the ground like eagles piercing rocks, the heels rolled like millstones sinking, the power from his waist and hips was like a taut ox tendon, and the jerk of his spine was like a spear thrusting!

Through the changing seasons, he walked like this for two years.

When thirsty, they drink mountain spring water; when hungry, they tear open the throat of a roe deer with their bare hands and swallow the scalding blood mixed with raw meat.

The craftsmanship in Li Chenzhou's eyes had long since vanished, settling like two old wells. He had forgotten where he came from, and had no idea where he was going.

The horizon lowered and lower, and gradually, the flat land turned into a vast ocean.

Li Chenzhou stood on the reef, his gaze sharp as lightning, looking out at the boundless sea!

The sea roared, like dragons and snakes churning, with waves as high as mountains and water vapor soaring into the sky. A vast and fearless aura swept over us, shaking our very souls!

That is the East Sea, the legendary East Sea Dragon Palace, the homeland of the dragon race, and a sacred place of cultivation that countless cultivators dream of!

Beneath the surface of the sea, in the abyss, ancient legends are hidden: battles between aquatic creatures, treasures of the dragon palace, and the slumber of gods...

Li Chenzhou was dressed in rags, his bare feet on the rocks, his soles cut and bleeding from the pebbles, yet he remained calm, as if he were simply walking on the bluestone slabs in front of his own house.

He carried nothing, wore no armor, and carried no weapon; he entered the sea alone.

When ordinary people go into the sea, they always need to prepare diving equipment, oxygen tanks, and even hire a guide with excellent swimming skills to accompany them before they dare to dive.

But Li Chenzhou, empty-handed, jumped into the sea!

The seawater was icy cold, and the chill was amplified more than tenfold by the seawater, making the seabed feel like an ice hell.

He plunged down, his body like an arrow, a fish, a dragon, his form cutting through the seawater and creating a series of bubbles.

Every breath he took was swallowed into his lungs and transformed into internal energy, which closed his pores and prevented even a trace of cold air from invading. Otherwise, he would have frozen to death at the bottom of the sea like an ordinary person!

A sudden undercurrent struck, sharp as knives and axes, tearing at his body, but was instantly neutralized by a surge of heat within him. His muscles and bones, like springs, contracted and rebounded, endlessly regenerating!

This wasn't the first time Li Chenzhou had witnessed the profound mystery of the Tiger Form Divine Art. The same Xingyi Quan manual could cultivate internal energy like a dragon, flowing continuously throughout the body!

This internal strength is his capital for crossing the East China Sea. It can not only withstand the pressure of the deep sea, but also be resilient in extreme environments, like a dragon wagging its tail, moving with ease!

He swam through coral forests, traveled among ancient shipwrecks, and even walked on the back of a whale, riding the waves!

The sea was turbulent with wind and clouds, and lightning flashed, but he was like a black shadow, cutting through the waves, unafraid of the thunder!

He wasn't swimming; he was battling the sea and conversing with the heavens and earth!

Li Chenzhou closed his eyes, his mind sinking into the deep sea. He heard the sound of his blood rushing through his body, like a roaring river, surging from his heart and flowing through his limbs and bones.

The alveoli are like drums, the intestines and stomach are in motion, and the bones and fascia are like tendons wrapped around a dragon. Every movement and stillness is a source of power!

This is the ultimate manifestation of kung fu, where the inner and outer are in harmony, the five senses are activated, and one can perceive the pulse of heaven and earth!

He emerged from the sea and stood atop a wave, surrounded by towering waves, standing alone between heaven and earth!

The vast ocean stretches to the horizon, where only one young man rides the waves, each step creating a path across the East China Sea!