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

A magnificent Dharma image spans the universe, standing atop the archipelago, covering the sky and the earth.

Mo Cang's true form shattered the void, his gaze falling and fixing on Li Chenzhou.

"Hmm?"

Mo Cang let out a low growl, his eyes flashing with golden light, "What a filthy stench... it's tainted with a nauseating odor."

His nostrils twitched almost imperceptibly, as if he had caught a whiff of something.

"Yes... that's the foul air."

Mo Cang's body was filled with the tremors of the laws, which stirred up the clouds and seas of the islands. "Even if we are separated by countless reincarnations and blood seas, I can still recognize this stench. It is exactly the same as that group of rats from back then."

"That battle back then was truly exhilarating; I thirsted for the blood of the Immortal King."

The tone was filled with hatred; it was no longer contempt, but disgust.

Li Chenzhou raised an eyebrow slightly, making some guesses.

This Dark Immortal King is actually an old monster who survived from that era.

"What a coincidence." He chuckled lightly, his clothes remaining perfectly still. "The stench of decay emanating from you is equally nauseating."

Li Chenzhou even took half a step forward, causing the earth's veins to crack beneath his feet. He looked up at the Dharma image and laughed:

"The Desolate Heavenly Emperor didn't kill them all back then."

He added, in a flat tone, as if commenting on the weather, "It's amazing that you scum can still crawl out and breathe."

Mo Cang's Dharma form trembled violently, and countless phantom stars flickered behind him, revealing his killing intent.

Li Chenzhou didn't even lift his eyelids, a layer of chaotic light rose around him, keeping the overwhelming killing intent a zhang away.

True strength is never measured by who shouts the loudest.

Rather, even a casual remark can change the very fabric of the world and shatter the enemy's resolve.

"How dare you! The king cannot be insulted!"

Mo Cang Immortal King looked down, his gaze cold and indifferent, and said, "It seems that those rats from the pseudo-Heavenly Court back then were not cleaned up properly."

His voice was calm, as if he were stating the natural order of things.

"However... it's alright."

Mo Cang raised his hand, and it seemed as if there were wailing spirits between his fingers. "In the past, I could suppress and kill a Celestial King. Today, crushing a small insect is nothing to me."

The moment the words "Suppress and kill the Immortal King" were uttered, the entire Sea of ​​Laws in the "World Islands" was in an uproar.

The archipelago trembled, and all living beings in the world felt their souls chilled.

That's a Celestial King!

An immortal and indestructible being, existing in harmony with the Dao.

Even when fighting within the same territory, it's mostly about suppression and sealing. To completely obliterate a living king would require an incredibly desperate gap in power.

The echoes of the void seemed to reverberate like the reverberations of a great battle millions of years ago.

On Mo Cang's palm, the faint marks flickered, reflecting the terrifying scene of stars turning to ash and royal blood staining the long river of history.

Li Chenzhou's body surged with chaotic light, as if he were shocked by this cruel truth.

But he remained standing there, his gaze calm.

"Sizzle!"

Upon hearing this, Li Chenzhou shook his head and chuckled softly.

"That's quite an interesting anecdote." His tone was calm, yet every word was sharp and precise. "A supreme Immortal King dares to claim he can kill a king of the same rank... Could it be that you were already a giant among Immortal Kings more than a million years ago?"

At this moment, no divine light surged around him, yet it caused the surrounding starry sky to tremble.

In the Immortal Ancient Era, the Crimson King of the Otherworld was incredibly powerful, ranking among the giants. Even suppressing and refining an Immortal King would require ten thousand years to slowly erode his Dao Fruit.

Such beings can sever galaxies with a single thought and grasp reincarnation with a single hand.

This Dark Immortal King was merely a top-tier Immortal King, still far from the level of the Crimson King.

"You don't have that ability."

His voice was slow and deliberate, yet it sounded like the gentle tolling of a funeral bell.

"That battle was by no means a fair duel between kings; it was more likely a series of battles among the kings, or a coordinated hunt to ambush and kill..."

His gaze was like a dagger.

"And you, you merely delivered the final blow; such a 'suppressive' attack, do you even deserve to call it your achievement?"

"Your strange race may not have extraordinary abilities, but you are all masters at stealing credit and fame."

"If you can't beat someone in a one-on-one fight, you gang up on them. If ganging up is too much work, you use a series of attacks and finish them off with a final blow. You then boast to the outside world that you 'killed them all with one hand'."

Li Chenzhou chuckled and shook his head. "This style is truly inherited from the same lineage."

My fellow Daoists and I set up a killing formation, which eventually forced the enemy Immortal King to the brink of defeat. Finally, I delivered the final blow. This is what is meant by "suppressing and killing the Immortal King." Is there any error in this?

What a mistake!

Li Chenzhou's eyes flashed with Dao patterns, revealing the truth.

This must be what Mo Cang meant by "killing the king".

Outnumbering one enemy is the fighting tactic of this race.

In the Immortal Ancient Era, immortal kings from other realms crossed the boundary sea to come, and they never talked about fighting alone.

Often, it was three or four Immortal Kings who would jointly attack the King of Nine Heavens. Even when the Dark Quasi-Immortal Emperor descended, it was still the four of them who joined forces to kill the Desolate Heaven Emperor.

Mo Cang lowered his gaze, like an ancient, unchanging abyss staring at a mayfly.

"Even if ants and insects flap their wings for ten thousand years, how can they measure the height of the heavens?"

There was no anger in his voice, only indifference.

Those who have not attained the position of Immortal King are no different from ants in his eyes.

Even a peerless genius who could rival an ordinary king at the quasi-king level had been personally destroyed by him.

Those villains from the pseudo-heavenly court era had already entered the realm of kings in terms of physical body, and their primordial spirits could be completely perfected with a little tempering. They were truly amazing talents.

Unfortunately, he ultimately entered his "Myriad Realms Map".

"Whether you benefit from the legacy of the false Heavenly Court or are a product of its karma..." Mo Cang's voice reverberated through space and time, "to appear in this world is to seek your own annihilation."

Li Chenzhou suddenly laughed.

That smile was calm, yet it sent chills down your spine.

"He's just a peerless Immortal King, how dare he... decide my life and death?"

"Arrogant!"

In the world below, a shout shattered the starry river, and a quasi-immortal king rose into the air, heading straight into the boundary sea.

His body was surrounded by laws, and his immortal radiance was like the sun, stirring up endless waves that surged against the sky.

"Kneel down now and kowtow to Lord Mo Cang, and you may be spared the torment of 30,000 years of soul refining!"

The quasi-king's eyes flashed like cold lightning, and his words resonated throughout the heavens.

"His words are true. Kneel down, and I will grant you a swift and painless annihilation."

Mo Cang stood with his hands behind his back, not angered by his disciple's retort.

Li Chenzhou glanced at the quasi-king, a slight smile playing on his lips. "A thought suddenly occurred to me: soon, you will kneel in the Boundary Sea until your primordial spirit dissipates."

As for why Mo Cang wasn't made to kneel?

A Celestial King is an excellent source of food.

"Ignorant of one's own limitations."

Mo Cang's eyes turned cold, and the entire Boundary Sea seemed to freeze.

When the Celestial King was enraged, all worlds fell silent. Countless ancient and broken realms appeared and vanished behind him, a manifestation of the Celestial King's domain.

"How dare you be so arrogant before me? Which of my descendants is worthy to make him kneel?"

Before he finished speaking, he had already made his move.

When that hand reached out, the river of time was severed, chaos opened between the fingers, countless stars were born and annihilated, and it fell towards Li Chenzhou.

He didn't want an instant kill, but to capture it and refine its soul using the methods of a Celestial King, making this rat suffer for 30,000 years.

"Well done!" Li Chenzhou laughed loudly, then advanced instead of retreating, also pushing out a palm strike.

"So what if I'm a Supreme Immortal King?" Li Chenzhou's voice boomed like thunder. "Today, I will slay a Supreme Immortal King."

"laugh!"

The clash of their palms did not produce the expected sound of stars shattering; instead, a grinding sound that sent shivers down one's spine resounded.

Between Mo Cang's palms, the Dao of Corrosion permeated the air. It was a destructive force powerful enough to decay the very foundation of the universe and turn even immortal gold into pus. It entangled itself and tried to completely erode Li Chenzhou.

However, the next moment—

"Bang!"

A muffled, deafening explosion, like the first thunderclap at the dawn of creation.

Mo Cang's palm shattered inch by inch under Li Chenzhou's attack, spraying out jet-black immortal blood, each drop crushing the world bubbles below.

What's even more terrifying is that Li Chenzhou's palm strike showed no sign of hesitation.

The palm wind swept out, transforming into an invisible cage that instantly captured the quasi-immortal king's descendant from afar.

"No! Ancestor, save me—"

The quasi-immortal king roared in terror and anger, unleashing divine power from his body, but to no avail.

Li Chenzhou changed his palm into a fist and gently pressed down on his body.

"Snap!"

The quasi-immortal king's legs were strangely broken in the opposite direction, and his overwhelming divine power was completely suppressed back into his body. He was out of control and knelt heavily on the waves of the Boundary Sea, facing Li Chenzhou.

He struggled frantically, veins bulging on his forehead, but he couldn't even lift a finger.

"I have never had the chance to see you, a descendant, kneeling in such a posture before," Li Chenzhou said, standing with his hands behind his back, looking down at the quasi-king. His tone was calm, as if he were talking about family matters. "Today, I will let you see it properly."

Mo Cang did not look at the descendants who were kneeling and wailing.

His gaze was fixed on Li Chenzhou, and his pupils finally became serious.

Despite his immortal body being indestructible through countless eons, he felt as if he had encountered an adversary the moment that palm struck him.

This person... is strange.

"Who are you?" Mo Cang's voice deepened. This person was extraordinary, and even he needed to treat him with caution. "Even during the heyday of the pseudo-Heavenly Court, there was never an existence like you."

Within his immortal king body, the rumbling grew louder and louder, as the power that had been dormant for countless ages was being revived.

The person who confronted him was not a Celestial King, but was even more powerful than one.

"The Heavenly Emperor."

The two words were uttered with a calm and detached air.

However, the moment that title was uttered—

"Boom!"

It seemed as if some unpredictable cause and effect was being triggered.

From the infinite heights, faint shouts and the sound of chains breaking seemed to echo. Deep within the Boundary Sea, even more slumbering war remains trembled simultaneously, exuding a sense of desolation.

Mo Cang's celestial king aura faltered, and his eyes became incredibly sharp.

"You... have already borne an immense burden of karma."

Mo Cang spoke slowly and deliberately, his body glowing, as if some deeper existence was "awakening".

After that attack, his immortal king body and his immortal king Dao fruit were completely "alive", and his combat power rose to its peak.

"No matter what forbidden ancient history you gleaned this title from," Mo Cang took a step forward, the boundless sea beneath his feet sinking to form an abyss, "since you dare to call yourself that—"

He slowly raised his hand. This time, the movement was as heavy as a mountain shifting. In his palm, there was no longer just the Dao of Annihilation, but layers upon layers of the creation and destruction of the universe, including the light of creation and the darkness of the end of an era.

A murderous will that made even kings tremble swept across the land, sealing off all directions, from ancient times to the present.

"Then, no matter how stunning your talent may be throughout the ages, how world-shaking your genius," Mo Cang's voice became incredibly grand, carrying the coldness of ending everything, "today, you must remain here forever."

As soon as the words were spoken, the killing began!

Mo Cang's immortal royal body was completely restored, every inch of his body was bursting with Dao light, and the Immortal King's primordial spirit hung high, illuminating all the heavens.

The endless rules of the universe transformed into tangible chains and runes, swirling and churning around him.

Behind him, phantom images of vast realms were constantly born and vanished, in an endless cycle.

The supreme immortal king, who wields power over creation and controls life and death, is fully embodied in this moment.

"Boom!"

The entire vast sea was boiling.

That was no ordinary seawater, but the "boundary water" that had settled after the endless worlds had vanished. A single drop of it could crush stars, but at this moment it was as if it were being stirred up by an invisible giant hand, stirring up a raging torrent.

The waves crash against the sky, and within each wave floats shattered galaxies and remnants of ancient realms.

The ultimate Immortal King, the pinnacle of the Immortal King realm.

Even in the ancient Immortal Era, during the glorious age when the Immortal Realm was at its peak and numerous kings stood side by side, such beings were overlords who looked down upon all races and could determine the rise and fall of billions of lives with a single word.

In this vast ocean of realms, if we only consider the accumulation of a single era, beings who can transcend the pinnacle and become giants are extremely rare, almost legendary.

"To be able to personally nip a variable like you in the bud," a burning light ignited in Mo Cang's eyes.

It was a thirst for annihilating a peerless genius, an excitement at ending uncontrollable factors. He locked onto Li Chenzhou, his voice trembling, "Truly, it makes my...heart surge!"

The Boundary Sea groaned under his might, and even the illusory image of the River of Time was distorted.

At this moment, Mo Cang seemed to transform into the calamity itself that propelled the cycle of eras, crushing all anomalies and pressing forward.

Faced with the terrifying aura that would chill even the kings to the bone, Li Chenzhou merely flicked his sleeves.

His eyes were completely still, like an ancient well reflecting a raging inferno.

"What a coincidence." Li Chenzhou's lips curled up slightly, and an aura emanated from his body, more restrained yet domineering, like a slumbering prehistoric beast opening its eyes. "I... am quite looking forward to annihilating those so-called masters who are old but not dead."

Li Chenzhou took a step forward, unleashing his Emperor Fist with unpretentious simplicity.

As if propelling the weight of an entire ancient history, his fist pressed forward.

Wherever the fist passes, space is like a mirror, silently annihilated, and the laws cease to exist.

This boundary sea space, reinforced by the remnants of countless worlds for countless years, could not withstand the "weight" of this punch.

Mo Cang let out a long roar, his immortal techniques astonishing the heavens.

As he moved his hands, countless auspicious rays descended, and hundreds of astonishing immortal techniques were fused into one, transforming into a primordial light of calamity that seemed to open the heavens and create the earth, heading straight towards him.

There was no testing, only the most extreme killing.

"boom!"

The deafening roar was indescribable, as if all the heavens and myriad realms were coming to an end in the same instant.

At the center of the collision, a "point" that devoured everything expanded rapidly and then exploded violently.

Unimaginable ripples swept out.

The entire boundary sea was forcibly "smoothed out" at this moment, falling into an eerie absolute calm, as if time had stood still.

However, beneath this calm surface, an even more terrifying change is taking place—

"Splash..."

A clear sound of flowing water rose from the void.

A long, blurry, and vast phantom river was "shaken" out of the darkness by the force of their collision, and it meandered and flowed.

The river water is murky, and fragments of changing eras float in the waves, reflecting the illusions of the past and the future.

The river of time reveals itself.

The aftershocks of the confrontation alone stirred up the river of time.

That illusory image of the river of time flows with heart-pounding fluctuations.

Li Chenzhou and Mo Cang only glanced at it before looking away.

The river of time?

For Li Chenzhou, this was nothing compared to his combat strength, and for a peerless Immortal King like Mo Cang, it was already quite familiar.

Even if we invade Hanoi and disrupt the order of history, so what?

In their eyes, there was only each other.

Their hearts were filled with nothing but murderous intent.