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

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A very faint sound rang out, like a hot knife slicing through butter.

Li Chenzhou's sword finger touched half an inch below the Tanzhong acupoint in the center of Xu Wenhai's sternum, a hidden node that is neither alive nor dead, yet connected to the heart meridian.

Xu Wenhai's expression froze; he showed no signs of suffocation or struggle.

His body stiffened, the light in his eyes quickly went out, and an abnormal flush spread rapidly across his face, before fading into a deathly pale ashes.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but only spat out a small mouthful of bloody foam.

Pfft!

Xu Wenhai fell straight backward with a dull thud.

His eyes were wide open, staring blankly at the ceiling, his face frozen with the extreme fear and bewilderment of his final moments.

"..."

Deathly silence descended once more.

It was heavier and colder than before!

Everyone was shocked by this extremely bizarre way of dying. One second they were struggling and thrashing about, and the next they collapsed like puppets with their strings cut.

This is even more horrifying than a bloody massacre.

"Dead...dead?" Someone trembled, their scalp tingling.

"Old Master Xu!" The Xu family finally reacted and cried out in grief, but no one dared to take a step forward.

Li Chenzhou didn't look at the corpse on the ground again. He turned around and walked barefoot toward the gate.

The crowd automatically parted to make way for him; no one dared to block him or speak out.

All eyes were fixed on his back, filled with fear and a sense of bewilderment at witnessing something inhuman.

a long time!

"Li... Chenzhou!"

Shi Changxin's voice trembled, unable to contain himself.

He recognized the signature bare feet and indifference; the ruthless figure who had swept through Hong Kong's martial arts world three years ago had returned.

And...it's even more terrifying!

What kind of technique was that? Acupressure? Penetrating force? He couldn't understand it at all; it was beyond his comprehension of the transformation of internal energy, or even the embracing of the elixir.

Beside Shi Changxin, a plump, pale-faced monk trembled violently, stammering, "Senior...Senior Brother! Old Master Xu is dead! At...at our banquet...at the Xu family..."

"Shut up!" Shi Changxin growled, glaring fiercely at Huiming. His voice was extremely low. "If you want to die, don't drag me down with you. Look closely, that's Li Chenzhou, the Li Chenzhou who killed Liu Yuanfei like a dog. His affairs are the karma Xu Wenhai himself created. Anyone who dares to interfere is courting death. The Xu family wants an explanation? Let them go to the underworld and face this killing god themselves! If you want to be the first to stick your neck out, go yourself!"

He watched Li Chenzhou's figure disappear into the shadows of the porch, his monk's robes soaked with cold sweat.

broad daylight!

In full view of everyone!

A gathering of dignitaries!

he came!

He's out!

he's gone!

He regarded the wealth and status of the entire household as worthless, and the rules of the world as nothing.

This lawless ferocity and unfathomable strength made Shi Changxin feel an unprecedented sense of insignificance and fear.

He had no doubt that if he had dared to show even the slightest hostility or intention to obstruct, Xu Wenhai would not be the only one lying on the ground right now.

Victoria Harbour was shaken.

The massacre at Hong Kong's premier rabble, where renowned socialite Tsui Man-hoi was killed in public, has swept the city and instantly become the headline of every news outlet.

The front pages of major newspapers featured shocking photos comparing Xu Wenhai's high spirits during his lifetime with his tragic state after death.

The topic was hotly debated on the streets.

The pressure on law enforcement was immense, and a special task force was quickly established, mobilizing its best personnel.

However, when the preliminary investigation results were placed on the person in charge's desk, the air in the office became so heavy it was almost dripping with water.

"Li Chenzhou..." The head of the task force, an elderly police superintendent with slightly graying temples, stared at the name on the case file and the scarlet "SSS-level extremely dangerous person" marked next to it, his knuckles turning white as he clenched his fists.

Masters of the Transformation Realm are elusive and unpredictable, while those at the Core Formation Realm are like ferocious beasts in human form.

Surveillance? Tracking? They are useless against the opponent's inhuman perception and speed. Unless the military is deployed and weapons of mass destruction are used, there is absolutely no way to pose a threat to such a person.

"Boss, the on-site investigation...no useful clues. The target's escape route...avoided all major monitoring points."

The technical expert's voice was hoarse, "He...he seems to...know all the blind spots of the cameras."

"It's not just a resemblance, he just knows!" The old superintendent's voice was hoarse. "This kind of person has terrifyingly sharp mental perception and a control over their environment far beyond our imagination. Even a Transformation Realm cultivator can sense the autumn wind before it blows, let alone a Core Formation Realm cultivator capable of killing Liu Yuanfei?"

A day later, a blurry surveillance camera in a secluded alley in the dock area captured a barefoot, long-haired figure flashing by, the timing of which matched the scene.

"Found it! The target was last seen at Kowloon Pier! It seems... they've left the port!" the news came.

Inside the task force, there was no cheering, but rather an unusual silence.

A heavy sense of relief spread through me.

The old superintendent slowly leaned back in his chair, exhaling a long breath. He glanced at his subordinates, whose eyes held equally complex emotions, including a hint of relief.

"It's alright that they've left."

His voice was hoarse with the lingering pain of someone who had survived a disaster. "Pass it down: the target has been confirmed to have left the country. This case... will be temporarily shelved, all details about the target will be concealed, and it will be classified as an unsolved case."

No casualties are the greatest victory.

To hunt down a ferocious god capable of killing a Nascent Soul level cultivator is tantamount to sending one's men to fill this bottomless abyss.

As dusk settles, the sunset glow, like raging flames, burns across half the sky between the mountains and the sea.

Li Chenzhou, dressed in plain clothes, walked with his hands behind his back on the bluestone path.

To the left, turbulent waves crash against the shore, their turbid surges reaching the sky; to the right, gnarled pine trees stand like dragons, and jagged rocks abound, a blend of vitality and starkness, a wild and untamed aura washing over you.

Li Chenzhou walked slowly, feeling his mind expand and his spirit soar, as if the spirit of the entire mountain and sea had been integrated into his bones.

"Wang Chao...what a great location choice!"

This is the Laoshan Boxing School, established by Wang Chao under orders from his superiors. Based in Laoshan, and using Mantis Boxing as its foundation, it is a training ground to compete with Shaolin and Taekwondo.

The organization spared no expense, with the martial arts school at the foot of the mountain recruiting a wide range of disciples, while the main martial arts school on the mountain was strictly guarded, with a clear distinction between the inside and outside.

Li Chenzhou walked calmly into the inner courtyard.

Upon entering, one could hear dozens of young people exhaling and kicking in perfect unison, their fists and feet cutting through the air.

He shook his head slightly; these days, ordinary boxers are hardly worth his attention.

What truly caught his eye was an ancient pine tree in the corner of the courtyard. Under the tree, a young man, his muscular upper body bare and wearing only a vest, was violently ramming his flesh and blood against the trunk that required two people to encircle!

"Bang! Thud! Crack!"

Elbows like iron pestles, knees like heavy hammers, shoulders like galloping oxen, back leaning against a mountain!

With each impact, the giant tree shook violently, and its old bark was cracked open.

The young man's muscles and bones were taut and knotted, his blood and qi surged like a river, his eyebrows were like sharp swords, and the fierce and domineering power of Bajiquan seemed to burst through his body.

"Zhao Xinglong." Li Chenzhou understood.

He traveled all over the martial arts schools in the north and south, and all he saw were clay chickens and clay dogs, with loose muscles and bones and listless spirits.

Only this person before me possessed strong bones and powerful strength; he was the only one I had seen in the past six months who was worthy of my attention.