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

"Um?"

Just as Li Chenzhou's gaze fell upon him, Zhao Xinglong, who was crashing into a tree, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

An indescribable chill ran straight to my bones, and goosebumps the size of beans covered my arms.

He abruptly stopped his stance, turned around sharply, stared at the figure in plain clothes at the entrance of the martial arts school, and shouted sternly, "Who are you, and what brings you to my Laoshan Martial Arts School?"

A storm raged in Zhao Xinglong's heart.

The person before me had a relaxed and casual posture, delicate and smooth skin, and there was no trace of martial arts training on his body. His aura was so peaceful that it was almost harmless.

However, this seemingly ordinary gaze brought an even greater pressure than that of Wang Chao, the owner of the noodle shop, almost like a mountain collapsing.

Wang Chao is already a Grandmaster of Transformation Realm, renowned throughout Southeast Asia. Could this person be... the legendary supreme master of alchemy who sits with his elixir in his lap and whose qi and blood are like mercury syrup?

"Wang Chao, is he here?" Li Chenzhou asked calmly, his hands still behind his back.

However, this seemingly innocuous question made Zhao Xinglong almost breathless, his heart pounding like a drum.

The other disciples couldn't sense this immense terror because their cultivation level wasn't high enough. However, Zhao Xinglong, who had some talent in martial arts, could sense how dangerous this seemingly ordinary young man was.

"Master! Someone's looking for you!"

"Hey! The challenger's here? Time to see the master unleash his might again!"

"This kid doesn't know what's what, he's going to have a good show to watch."

With a whoosh, dozens of young people practicing martial arts in the courtyard swarmed around them like a beehive disturbed by a sudden explosion.

They were all excited and eager to fight. Far from being afraid, they were making a ruckus as if it were a festival, and actively calling for Wang Chao to come.

The disciples rejoiced when the enemy arrived.

The Laoshan Boxing Gym truly exudes a different atmosphere!

This confidence did not come from nowhere; it was the formidable reputation that Wang Chao had earned with his iron fists over the course of a year.

He punched Zhang Wei, one of the three tigers of Guangdong, killed Guo Chao, a first-degree lay master of Shaolin, and tore apart Tai Chi master Zhou Binglin with his bare hands... Each and every one of these incidents shocked Southeast Asia.

This young man in white, barely twenty years old, had already become the top expert among three million soldiers, dominating Southeast Asia, and his power was already established.

"Someone's looking for me? Wants to have a match with me?"

A clear and peaceful voice rang out, and the boy stepped out slowly.

She was also dressed in coarse white clothes, her figure was slightly thin, her face was quiet, but her brows revealed determination and composure.

"Wang Chao!"

Dragons and snakes rise from the land, the invincible king of our time, the primordial king who will reign supreme in the future starry world.

At this moment, he had only just entered the Transformation Realm. Although his talent was beginning to show, he was still far from reaching the supreme level that would allow him to dominate the galaxy and command all the heavens to bow down.

A glint flashed in Li Chenzhou's eyes, as if a galaxy were flowing within them.

"There is nothing outside the mind, there is no principle outside the mind, so that's how it is."

Li Chenzhou stood with his hands behind his back under the glow of the sunset. He had no purpose for this trip; he was simply following his heart to complete one of his boxing techniques, "Havoc in Heaven."

However, why did we end up at the summit of Laoshan Mountain, in front of Wang Chao's boxing gym?

The profound meaning here aligns with the fundamental principles of the philosophy of mind.

As Master Yangming said, "Before you saw this flower, it and your mind were both in a state of stillness; when you see this flower, its colors suddenly become clear."

Li Chenzhou's heart had long transcended the shackles of the mundane world; all he sought was the true essence of martial arts.

His seemingly aimless wandering was actually driven by his thoughts and divine inspiration, resonating with the powerful, surging martial spirit rising between the mountains and the sea, a spirit that seemed to strive to reach the heavens.

Wang Chao founded his school here, using his fists to subdue the mountains and rivers. His will, his intention, his spirit and his courage have long been imprinted into the great power of this world.

Li Chenzhou's mind was drawn to this martial will, which belonged to the pinnacle of the world, like magnets attracting each other, like rivers flowing into the sea.

His arrival here was not accidental, but rather an inevitable result of his thoughts encountering the "spirit" contained within this Laoshan Martial Arts School, a meeting of heaven and earth.

He came here not to challenge, nor to make a name for himself.

Just to prove it.

This testifies to the grandeur of the mountains and seas, the magnificence of the fist's intent, and the location of the "Tao" as felt by the mind and pointed to by the spirit.

Their meeting here is a natural consequence of the principles of boxing, which are as unpredictable and spontaneous as the way of heaven.

"No!" Li Chenzhou shook his head slightly.

"Just to catch a glimpse of Wang Wudi's prowess!"

His gaze was like lightning, sweeping over Wang Chao's entire body, taking in his state of being at the initial stage of mastery, with his muscles and bones resonating and his blood and qi flowing freely.

If he were to actually make a move now, given his profound understanding of the path to achieving the Golden Core over the past six months and his almost invulnerable state through rigorous training, he would be in a formidable opponent.

Even for someone like Wang Chao, crushing a martial arts master of the Transformation Realm would only take three punches and two kicks.

Only now did he realize how arrogant he had been when he told Ye Fan about his indestructible body back on Earth in the world of Shrouding the Heavens. True indestructibility was far more than just tensing muscles and being impervious to ordinary iron; that was far too simplistic.

However, victory or defeat is easy to determine, but cultivating the spirit of boxing is difficult.

Wang Chao's boxing spirit is one of invincibility, of self-confidence and ruthlessness. If he is defeated at this moment, it is uncertain whether there will be a future Primal Heavenly King.

Wang Chao's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of needles!

The young man before him had a long, steady breath, like a tortoise's, but the moment his gaze fell upon him, a tremendous warning from his very life instinct seized him.

My hair stood on end, and goosebumps rose on my skin like iron filings.

What terrified him even more was that, with a slight tremor in his ears, he could actually hear the sound of blood rushing through the other person's body—it was absolutely terrifying.

This was no ordinary surge of a martial artist's river, but rather like the surging of molten lava underground, dull, viscous, and containing unparalleled power capable of crushing mountains.

"Such a heavy aura of malevolence! Such a domineering foundation!"

Warning bells rang in Wang Chao's heart, but instead of being afraid, they were aroused by a fierce fighting spirit that grew stronger when facing a stronger opponent.

This is the real opponent he should fight with all his might!

"please!"

Wang Chao exhaled, his voice booming like a sudden clap of thunder in spring.

With one step, a clear footprint, barely an inch long, was left on the bluestone slab, but the figure moved like a ghost, instantly appearing in front of Li Chenzhou.

Extend your right palm flat, with your five fingers slightly bent like a dragon's claw, and the palm slightly concave, containing the primordial chaos, and deliver it steadily.

This movement is as still as the gnarled roots of an ancient pine, yet as swift as a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, with the muscles and bones of the whole body taut like a fully drawn bow!

Two palms meet, skin to skin!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a dull "plop," like the rubbing of leather.

Wang Chao's eyes suddenly lit up, and the instant they made contact, his five finger joints suddenly twisted, snapped, and collapsed.

The Laogong acupoint in the palm collapsed, and the Tai Chi coiling and primordial energy erupted. This was not a head-on collision, but rather the Tai Chi coiling energy, like a giant python strangling its prey, locking the tendons and bones of Li Chenzhou's arm.

Li Chenzhou's lips curled slightly, a smile that was neither a smile nor a frown.

His shoulder blades remained perfectly still, as steady as Mount Tai. Beneath his sleeves, the muscles in his forearms instantly tightened and clenched. His hand, which seemed to be casually placed on the ground, curled inward like a steel hook the moment it touched Wang Chao's palm, and his palm suddenly bulged out.

This is not a brute force collision, but a burst of unified strength that twists the muscles and bones of the whole body into a single rope.

"Um?"

Wang Chao grunted, his face instantly turning red.

His Hunyuan Entangling Silk was instantly broken and disintegrated by this whole force.