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

Upon hearing this, a ray of spiritual light swept through the depths of the hearts of all the emperors.

The ways of Heaven are not to be feared, nor are the laws of our ancestors to be followed blindly...

They silently recited the cross, and the Emperor seemed to resonate with it faintly, as if he had touched a barrier.

On the path of enlightenment, the teachings can be passed on and the way can be pointed out, but every step must be measured by one's own actions.

At the same time, it was as if a star had been cast into the hearts of countless beings.

Countless cultivators trembled slightly, their confusion gradually fading, replaced by clarity and determination in their eyes.

Some were passionate, while others were deep in thought.

They understood the Heavenly Emperor's meaning: even if there was a path to immortality before them, it was nothing more than a guiding map.

To truly succeed on that path and overcome all tribulations, one can only rely on one's own unwavering devotion to the Way.

The realm of immortals is utterly silent.

"The ways of Heaven are not to be feared, nor are the laws of our ancestors to be followed blindly..."

This ten-character mantra is the general outline of the "Demon Prison Mystic Embryo Scripture" in the Emperor's World. When Li Chenzhou first embarked on the path of cultivation, this scripture was his fundamental law, which forged his foundation of "all laws can be broken and all paths can be melted".

Now, he has long since broken free from the shackles of scripture and embarked on his own unique path.

Looking back, the outline of this ancient scripture is still dazzling, and even he, who has already become an immortal, cannot deny its profoundness.

It points to a path that breaks free from all constraints and leads to unparalleled individuality.

"The way of Heaven is vast and boundless, yet not irreversible; the ancient laws are expansive and boundless, yet not unbreakable."

Li Chenzhou spoke, his voice like a morning bell, resonating deep within the soul.

"Constantly break free from shackles to reveal your true self; constantly establish your own heart to observe the Great Way. The space between breaking and establishing is called the Mysterious Gate. Only when the Mysterious Gate is fully opened can all wonders be seen."

His gaze fell, analyzing the essence of the Great Dao:

"All things in the world are like a bow being drawn. The way of Heaven shows people a balance, suppressing the high and raising the low, taking from the surplus and giving to the deficiency. However, the way of man often goes against this principle, taking from the deficiency and giving to the surplus."

The voice paused slightly, then rose in a powerful tone, like thunder splitting the chaos:

"Then why should we obey Heaven? Why should we follow the ancestral laws?"

"A true virtuous person does not follow the laws of heaven, nor does he conform to human desires. He takes his own heart as the law, his own body as heaven and earth, seizes the creation to establish his destiny, and is self-sufficient, self-sufficient, self-proving, and self-complete."

The Great Dao's Heavenly Voice resounded, causing countless beings to tremble violently. They felt that their past understanding of "Heavenly Principles" and "Ancestral Laws" was beginning to waver, and an unprecedented clarity began to emerge.

They unconsciously closed their eyes, immersing themselves in the true meaning of the Great Way.

After explaining the unconventional true meaning of "the Way of Self," Li Chenzhou's tone shifted slightly, and his aura became increasingly profound and ethereal.

"The Great Way is formless, yet its practice requires evidence."

He spoke slowly, his voice seemingly emanating from the very origin of chaos.

Then he began to talk about the "Hun Yuan Yu Ce".

This scripture is derived from the Demon Prison Mystic Embryo Scripture. From the severing of the Dao to the Great Emperor, and then to the Immortal Gate, every leap in realm and every understanding of life and death was forged into it and repeatedly refined.

The original version is completely different from the current one.

At this moment, with a slight thought from Li Chenzhou, the profound mysteries of the entire "Mixed Origin Jade Scroll" unfolded like a star map.

Each character is like a star, bursting forth with dazzling celestial radiance. Runes flow, intertwine, and resonate, manifesting in the void the wondrous phenomenon of the beginning of chaos.

In this process, the scriptures themselves also merged with his insights, constantly elevating them.

The entire "Primordial Jade Scroll" underwent a transformation, with every word and sentence imbued with immortal immortal charm, completely transforming into an unparalleled immortal scripture.

Li Chenzhou recited the true scriptures, each word blooming like a lotus flower of the Great Dao, without reservation. He was not afraid of being enlightened by the masses; on the contrary, he seemed to be quietly awaiting a storm of enlightenment.

The more beings in the universe hear and the deeper their understanding, the happier he becomes.

This is not a gift; the understanding of each living being will be like a spark of fire, reflecting the infinite variables of the Great Dao and adding resources to their path of primordial chaos.

All the wisdom of all beings will eventually flow into the gates of His immortality.

What he passed down was a celestial scripture, but what he took back was the entire starry sky's infinite understanding of the Great Dao.

This insight will continuously refine his understanding of the Three Thousand Great Paths, helping him climb to even greater heights.

Preaching is also a way of giving back to oneself.

However, this road, stretching across eternity, belongs solely to him.

Looking across the entire world of Shrouding the Heavens, among all living beings, even those as amazing as the emperors, none of them could truly step onto this path.

Force yourself onto his path?

That would be like trying to withstand the calamity of a celestial king with a body of mortal iron, or trying to cross the sea of ​​suffering of an era with the soul of a mayfly.

Those who learn from me live, those who resemble me die.

Even the emperors, deep within their hearts, were keenly aware of this.

In Wu Shi's eyes, the river of time appeared and disappeared. What he saw was an unparalleled trajectory that could not be replicated. Ye Fan's blood and qi surged as he comprehended the Heavenly Emperor Fist. The gaze behind the Ruthless Mask remained calm. Her path was never about imitating others.

Li Chenzhou is describing the ultimate possibilities of "Tao" and the infinite directions of "Road," rather than a blueprint to be copied.

True enlightenment lies not in memorizing every rune in the "Primordial Jade Book," but in understanding "oneself as the Dao."

To be able to obtain a ray of light from his path and illuminate one's own way is an unparalleled opportunity.

Trying to copy his entire path is tantamount to courting disaster.

The sound of the Dao lingers, and all beings gain their own understanding.

Some cultivators trembled violently, their auras suddenly becoming ethereal, from which they comprehended a trace of the true meaning of "unique self" that resonated with them. Other prodigies turned pale, drenched in cold sweat, their faces filled with lingering fear, extinguishing the delusional thought of blindly following others in their hearts.

Only after this exposition of the Dharma did Li Chenzhou's truly immeasurable merit become apparent.

He neither gives people fish nor teaches them how to fish, but rather lights a lamp that everyone can seek, yet each person will find their own unique other shore.

Li Chenzhou's "Hun Yuan Yu Ce" points out a possible direction for countless beings.

On this journey, the direction itself is often more important than the specific path.

Li Chenzhou once looked back through the ages, and he was certain that if those Heavenly Venerables, Ancient Emperors, and Great Emperors of the past had known the truth about the Immortal Path of the Mortal World and that this path truly existed, then even with countless difficulties and dangers, there would surely have been one or two who forged their own Immortal Path of the Mortal World.

He had glimpsed some figures in the fragments of time: the Fighting Saint Emperor, whose fighting spirit soared to the heavens, aspiring to become a Battle Immortal but regretting it when the path was blocked; the Demon Emperor Xue Yueqing, whose talent was unparalleled, but who died in his later years while attacking the Immortal Path; the Feathered Emperor, who planned for eternity but was trapped by the old laws and could not see a new heaven...

Their talent and willpower are among the best even among those who have mastered the ultimate path.

I'm never afraid of having nowhere to go; I'm only afraid of not knowing where the road leads.

This is another profound meaning behind his sermon today.

For those who come after, let us light the lamp that guides us to "where the road lies".

As for how to proceed and in what manner to arrive, that is for each seeker to write their own story.

In the original timeline, when Ye Fan first entered the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land after achieving the Great Perfection of His Sacred Body, he met the Empress, asked neither about the Dharma nor for any treasures, but only uttered one question:

"Are there immortals?"

That question, asked then, carries weight for eternity.

What is sought is not a specific method, but a direction.

Knowing that the road ahead is not illusory, even with a mortal body, one dares to pave the ladder to heaven with blood and bones.

Today, Li Chenzhou sits atop the heavens, and his actions have long surpassed the mere "confirmation of existence."

He is personally paving this path and pouring its true meaning into the Daoist sound of the "Primordial Jade Book".

As the teachings deepened and touched upon the very source of the Great Dao, the entire world began to tremble.

In the real universe, countless phenomena, indistinguishable from one another, erupted with a deafening roar.

Golden lotuses emerged above countless ancient life-bearing stars, and celestial music resounded throughout the desolate star field, with spiritual energy revived on barren planets.

It was as if the entire universe was cheering for the manifestation of the Great Dao.

Only someone at Li Chenzhou's level could sense that the entire universe was undergoing fundamental changes, and the origin of the universe was beginning to churn and surge.

Strands of immortal immortal energy merged into the universe, causing the very origin of the universe to begin its ascension and transformation.

His path not only illuminates the way forward, but also gives back to this world, laying the foundation for all ages.

The Great Dao Laws of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths have already returned to perfection.

In the past, at the end of the Immortal Ancient Era, a bloody war broke out between the Immortal Ancient Era and the alien realm. The world was shattered, and that was a Dao wound that touched the root, a defect in the level of laws. Until the rise of the Desolate Heaven Emperor Shi Hao, he used the blood of his enemies to wash away the ashes of the calamity, and killed the true immortals and immortals of the alien realm. He used his Great Dao as fuel to completely repair the foundation of the laws of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

However, although the laws were repaired, the source remained depleted.

The Immortal Realm then drew away nearly half of the origin of heaven and earth. Since the Immortal Ancient Era, this world has been like a giant that has been repeatedly bruised and battered. Even though its skeleton has been reconnected, its vitality has never been restored. Not to mention the Immortal Ancient Era, it is far inferior to even the Chaotic Ancient Era.

If one day, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths can once again nurture several native Immortal Kings, they can nourish the universe and perhaps truly recreate the glory of the ancient Immortal Era.

Now, Li Chenzhou has attained immortality in the mortal world. He is undergoing the "Minor Immortal King Tribulation," which touches upon the origin of all heavens. Although it is only a feedback of a wisp of energy, which is nothing more than a drop in the ocean to the origin of heaven and earth, it is ultimately the first truly native immortal vitality since the chaos of ancient times.

Even the smallest stream eventually flows into the ocean.

This may be the beginning of a long era of recovery.

……

Beyond all worlds, in an unknowable land, lies a vast and boundless expanse of perilous land.

This place is the source of all the strangeness and misfortune in the heavens, the ancestral home of all calamities and decay.

Black blood stained the earth, gray mist shrouded the sky, and indescribable, eerie substances writhed in the void like living creatures. Deep within the cursed land, the sounds of sacrificial rituals, sometimes mournful and sometimes frenzied, echoed, as if the lamentations of countless fallen worlds since time immemorial were entangled here.

At this moment, a figure is walking through this land of despair, covered in blood.

He was a valiant and unparalleled man with flowing black hair and eyes as cold as lightning. With each swing of his immortal sword, he cleaved through billions of miles of black mist and shattered countless strange creatures that pounced upon him.

His fighting spirit soared to the heavens, his body was covered in wounds, and his imperial blood spilled onto the calamous land, each drop scorching the earth and igniting an inextinguishable Dao fire.

But he did not stop, and continued to fight his way deeper into the land of Evil.

It was none other than the Desolate Emperor, Shi Hao.

He had only recently set foot on this perilous land and was about to venture deeper into the eerie ancestral land.

His goal was clear and resolute:

It points directly to the ultimate land of Calamity, the source of all misfortune and darkness.

Deep within the land of Calamity, black blood surges and gray mist obscures the sky.

Four blurry and terrifying figures stood amidst the strange matter, each radiating a pressure at the pinnacle of power that made the heavens tremble. These were four strange ancestral followers who stood at the profound realm of Immortal Emperor.

Shi Hao stood with his sword in hand, his fighting spirit undiminished, yet he was surrounded and attacked by four beings of the same level, his steps stained with blood.

His talent was unparalleled throughout history, and his potential was limitless, but ultimately... his years of cultivation were too short.

From the time when King Po Chengdi ascended to the position of Immortal Emperor at the end of the chaotic era to the present, only tens of millions of years have passed. For beings at the end of the path, this short period of time is not even enough for a great world to complete a cycle of birth and death.

He could easily defeat ordinary Immortal Emperors who had just entered this realm with a few sword strikes, and was invincible.

However, these four strange beings before us have all cultivated in the Immortal Emperor realm for countless epochs, and have already touched upon the deeper darkness and mystery of this path. Each of them has sacrificed blood to the heavens and looked down upon the cycle of reincarnation. They are truly terrifying beings who stand at a high level in the Immortal Emperor realm.

Even with Shi Hao's unparalleled talent throughout history, he dared not claim to have swept through such an encirclement.

His imperial blood was spilled on the land of Calamity; every step forward required him to exchange wounds for a path and to pave the way with battle.

From the beginning of time until now, not even a complete era has been completed. What he lacks has never been talent, but time—that long enough time to completely temper this invincible talent to the point of truly crushing all ages and surpassing all enemies.

……

Over millions of years, they wanted to sweep away this strange and perilous land that had accumulated for countless epochs.

Ultimately, it was too much of a stretch.

"Um?"

While Shi Hao was fighting his way forward amidst the encirclement and annihilation of four strange Immortal Emperors, his sword aura suddenly froze. In the midst of the fierce battle, he turned around and looked at the "rear" that was isolated by layers of black mist and spatial turbulence.

That's the direction of my hometown, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Blood stained the corner of his mouth, yet a smile appeared on his face, and his eyes shone brightly.

"Someone... took that step."

Shi Hao's spirits lifted, and his exhausted body seemed to be infused with new strength.

He always kept a wisp of divine thought silently observing the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. That was his root, his origin, and as long as he had a breath left, he would never allow it to be lost.

Unless... there comes a day when he is exhausted and falls, and can no longer take care of things.

At this moment, the scene he "saw" stirred a ripple in his heart, which had been tempered by blood and fire for a long time.

"shortage!"

A strange immortal emperor roared, shaking the heavens, and his halberd crashed down. Countless illusory figures of the universe were born and destroyed within his halberd, annihilating countless ages, and crashed down with the laws of darkness.

"You dare to be distracted while fighting us!"

"Today, I will make your imperial blood flow to its end, and your true spirit forever silenced!"

"Huang, the strength of my clan is beyond your comprehension. Your cultivation has not been easy. Submit to us, and we will ensure that your true spirit is not lost."

The four eerie Immortal Emperors unleashed their full power, their killing intent sealing off the past, present, and future, determined to completely annihilate this young Immortal Emperor whose rapid growth made them tremble.

This child's potential is terrifying, causing several beings in their race who have reached the end of their path to perish and then resurrect. In the history of this strange race that has overlooked the heavens and sacrificed blood to the gods for countless years, this is an unprecedented threat.

"You... these wrecks crawling out of the rotten earth?"

Shi Hao's eyes were icy cold, the smile on his lips vanished, replaced by fighting spirit and killing intent. The immortal sword in his hand rang out, its light bursting forth, seemingly capable of cleaving the river of time.

"Who dares to predict my death?"

Imperial blood was still splattering, but his spine stood straight, like a solitary peak, facing the terrifying encirclement.

Author Wei Gongyang is waiting for you with "Covering the Sky: I Prove the Great Dao Through the Gate of Eternal Life".