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

A cultivator at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm from a prestigious family is more than capable of teaching these brats in Stone Village.

Although the old man was advanced in years, his knowledge and experience were undeniable, and every few words he uttered were profound insights that the children had never heard before. He spoke about the basics of cultivation, the circulation of qi and blood, and how to perceive the essence of heaven and earth, explaining things in a simple and profound way, captivating even the most mischievous children.

Li Chenzhou finally escaped the situation where he was the only teacher in the Eternal Life Sect.

He never thought teaching children was a hard job, but teaching so many children from morning till night was indeed a bit overwhelming. Now, with the old man's help, he's much more relaxed. Sometimes when he goes out on errands, the Yong Sheng Men classes don't stop; the old man gathers the children together and teaches them to read and write, as well as the basics of cultivation.

Meanwhile, outside, the Stone Emperor, using the burning of the Second Ancestral Land as a pretext, finally resolved to rectify certain matters. After issuing the imperial edict to investigate thoroughly, a dozen powerful princes were dispatched to various regions to investigate all those connected to the events of that year. These princes were all trusted by the Stone Emperor, possessing profound cultivation and ruthless methods; once they uncovered anything, they would show no mercy.

In a short time, heads rolled everywhere.

The atmosphere in the capital had changed. Those once arrogant and domineering members of the royal family were now keeping a low profile, afraid of being implicated. There were more armored soldiers patrolling the streets, the whispers had subsided, and even the air had become heavy. Some had their homes ransacked, some were beheaded, and some were exiled. The crimes committed over the years were finally being settled one by one.

But all of this has nothing to do with Ishimura.

The small village hidden deep in the wilderness was concealed in the void by the combined efforts of Li Chenzhou and Liu Shen, making it impossible for outsiders to find or enter. The villagers lived a peaceful life, working at sunrise and resting at sunset. Children cultivated in the Gate of Immortality, adults worked by the lake, and the elderly chatted under the willow trees.

The spirit fish in the lake are still plump and delicious, and the exotic fruits on the mountain are still sweet. The five-colored sparrows still fly around every day, teasing Little Dot and Shi Qingfeng as they run all over the village. The branches of the willow god sway gently in the wind, scattering dappled divine light that envelops this small paradise.

No one knows what happened here, nor does anyone know what is happening here now. The bloodshed and turmoil of the capital, the intrigues and power struggles among the kings and nobles, and the reckoning of crimes and injustices—none of this reaches here.

On that very day, the entire Great Wilderness was shaken.

A hole was punched in the sky.

The hole wasn't a real breach, but the churning clouds were torn into countless fragments, revealing the deep void behind, as if the heavens themselves had been pierced. A vast and violent aura swept out from the deepest part of the mountains, pressing down on all living beings within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, causing them to prostrate themselves on the ground, trembling in fear.

"roar--!"

A roar echoed from the deepest part of the primeval mountains. The sound didn't resemble any known ferocious beast; it seemed more like a creature from ancient mythology. As the sound waves passed, ancient trees snapped, rocks crumbled, and even the clouds in the sky were shaken apart.

Immediately afterwards, divine light soared into the sky. The light was so intense that it illuminated the entire wilderness as if it were daytime. Runes flowed within the light, each rune containing world-destroying power—marks left by supreme beings when they unleashed their unparalleled techniques.

Deep within the mountains, a misty haze hung in the air. The beings locked in fierce battle used supreme techniques to imprint runes upon all things in heaven and earth, concealing everything and refusing to let outsiders peek. These runes, like a net covering the sky, completely enveloped the battlefield; only the occasional ripples revealed the terrifying struggle taking place there.

A terrifying earthquake struck the Great Wilderness.

The boundless mountains shook violently, as if an invisible giant hand was stirring them from below. The peaks that had stood for thousands of years trembled, the rivers that had flowed for countless years were reversed, and the magma that had been sleeping underground was shaken to the point of erupting, turning half the sky a dark red.

The sky was shaking, and the earth was trembling.

The hearts of all beings trembled, as if their hearts were being gripped by an invisible hand. The feeling was unbearable; the rhythm of their heartbeats was no longer under their control, but rather dictated by those roars, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, suffocating them.

Those roars sent shivers down one's spine. Some people collapsed to the ground, not voluntarily, but because their bodies couldn't withstand the oppressive force. It was a gaze from a higher level, the absolute suppression of the inferior by the superior.

Compared to all living beings in the Great Wilderness, those beings in the fierce battle were gods.

Stone Village was located in a secluded place, protected by Li Chenzhou's methods, but the fluctuations still reached us. The house shook slightly, the lake water rippled, and even the willow branches swayed more frequently than usual.

However, the villagers were unaffected. The children continued to attend classes inside the Gate of Immortality, and the adults continued to work by the lake, only occasionally glancing up into the distance with a hint of unease in their eyes.

Shi Yunfeng stood at the entrance of the village, gazing into the depths of the mountains, his expression solemn.

"It's been over two years, is the battle for Shanbao still ongoing?"

His voice was filled with undisguised horror. More than two years ago, powerful creatures were fighting over the mountain treasure, and that battle nearly destroyed a large area deep in the Great Wilderness. He thought it was over long ago, but he didn't expect it to be over yet.

How long will those beings fight?

"Soon."

Li Chenzhou stood beside him, his gaze piercing through the thick fog and landing on the deepest part of the mountain range.

"The Mountain Horse is about to be officially born, and then all the competition will come to an end."

His voice was calm, but his eyes reflected four enormous beastly bodies. The four figures were locked in fierce combat in the hazy light, each strike capable of destroying the heavens and the earth. Their speed was too fast for the naked eye to follow, and their magical techniques were so powerful that even the void itself could not withstand them.

The little red bird is inside.

However, it was no longer small; its body was as large as a mountain, and its wingspan blotted out the sky. Its feathers were no longer the delicate and exquisite creatures they usually were, but were burning with raging flames, and with each flap of its wings, countless fire rains fell. When those fire rains landed on the ground, they burned a huge crater; when they landed on the mountain, they leveled the entire peak.

It was like a natural disaster.

Li Chenzhou watched the great battle with a calm expression.

Besides the little red bird, a descendant of the Vermilion Bird, there are three other equally terrifying creatures.

The Devouring Sky Sparrow, with its wingspan reaching for miles, possesses an immense suction power capable of uprooting entire forests and swallowing them whole. Its feathers are jet black, and it is enveloped in a dense aura of demonic energy, leaving vegetation withered and lifeless wherever it goes. Ranked among the top three ferocious beasts in the eight lower realms, the Devouring Sky Sparrow is a creature that strikes fear into the hearts of countless cultivators.

Qiongqi, resembling a tiger with wings on its back and covered in dark red scales, is impervious to swords and spears, and unharmed by any magical techniques. Its roar can shatter the soul, and its claws can tear through the void. Legend has it that Qiongqi is a descendant of ancient ferocious beasts, with primal violence and slaughter flowing in its blood. Wherever it appears, mountains of corpses and seas of blood follow.

The Zhu Yan resembles a giant ape, its body entirely white, yet its face is crimson like blood. While not as large as the Devouring Sky Sparrow, its power is terrifyingly immense. A single punch can cause mountains to crumble and the earth to split; a single roar can change the very color of the wind and clouds. The Zhu Yan rarely appears in the legends of the eight lower realms, but each appearance is accompanied by a catastrophe.

They are the most apex beings deep within the Great Wilderness, the rulers at the very top of the food chain. Normally, each occupies its own territory, rarely leaving it. But now, they have gathered in the deepest part of this primeval mountain range, all for the same thing.

Mountain treasure.

"boom!"

A deafening roar echoed from the depths of the primeval mountains. The sound didn't originate from the surface, but from the very depths of the earth, from a place even more mysterious and unfathomable. It was as if something that had slumbered for countless ages had finally awakened at this moment.

Rocks tumbled into the sky, countless massive boulders hurled high into the air by the force, only to shatter into pieces mid-air. The fragments rained down like a dense storm, riddling the earth with countless holes. Chaotic energy suddenly spread from the earth's depths, an aura that existed only at the dawn of creation, a hazy, gray mist that shrouded everything, obscuring what was happening within.

Boundless celestial light soared into the sky.

The light was so intense, more dazzling than the sun, more brilliant than the stars. It pierced through the primordial chaos, mingling with the hazy mist, casting a hazy glow over the depths of the entire primeval mountain range. The scene seemed to have changed eras, as if returning to the beginning of time, to the chaotic years before all things were born.

Something has been born.

The pressure emanating from that thing was so immense that the entire wilderness trembled. Every living being within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles felt its aura; some prostrated themselves on the ground, some trembled in fear, and some fainted instantly. It was the instinctive fear of life, a reverence etched into their very bones.

Mountain treasure.

The treasure that drove all the powerful beings in the eight lower realms mad and caused the four supreme creatures to fight each other for more than two years has finally been officially revealed.

The eyes of all four beasts turned red at the same time.

The Sky-Devouring Sparrow let out a sharp, long cry, its wings suddenly spreading out, the black wings that blotted out the sky turning half the sky in ink. It opened its mouth and inhaled, an immense suction force surging from its mouth, trying to swallow the mountain treasure along with everything around it.

Qiongqi flapped its wings and charged towards the celestial light, its dark red scales gleaming with a blood-red light, its sharp claws tearing through the void, leaving black cracks in its wake. Its speed was extreme; it rushed out almost at the same time as the Devouring Sky Sparrow made its move.

Zhu Yan roared to the sky, and an astonishing surge of power erupted from the white giant ape. It pounded its chest with both fists, producing a deafening thud, and then leaped into the air, its massive body crashing like a meteorite towards the direction where Shan Bao was.

The little red bird also moved.

Its entire body was engulfed in blazing flames, and with a flap of its wings, countless fiery rains fell. These fiery rains burned deep pits in the ground, leveled mountain peaks, and scalded the Devouring Sky Sparrow and the Qiongqi, causing them to roar in anger. Ignoring its wounds, its torn wings, and its dwindling strength, it charged towards the mountain treasure with all its might.

Four enormous figures collided in that chaotic and misty region.

A battle even more intense than before broke out.

The black demonic energy of the Devouring Sky Sparrow intertwined with the crimson flames of the Little Red Bird, distorting the void and cracking the earth. The Qiongqi's claws clashed with the Zhu Yan's iron fists, each impact producing a deafening clang of metal against metal, causing the surrounding mountains to collapse.

Deep in the wilderness, that Daoist aura finally revealed itself completely.

The true nature of the treasure was revealed to the four beasts. It was not a piece of ore, nor a divine weapon, but a condensed, supremely powerful light of inheritance. Within the light floated three immortal heavenly techniques, each aura enough to make heaven and earth tremble and time itself fall silent.

This is the core heritage of the Supreme Hall.

The Supreme Hall is an ancient lineage that surpasses all other religions among the three thousand Dao states of the Upper Realm. Its foundation is unfathomable, and legend has it that it is comparable to the families of Immortal Kings. And the most core essence of this hall is currently sealed within this ball of light.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation Heavenly Technique, the Grass Character Sword Manual, and the Transcendence Chapter of the Original True Explanation. These three heavenly techniques are each no less powerful than the secret arts of a Celestial King. They are supreme divine abilities that only Celestial Kings can create and wield; ordinary cultivators would never even have the chance to witness one in their entire lives. And now, all three have appeared in the world simultaneously.

However, the Transcendence chapter is somewhat special. Unlike the previous two, it cannot be obtained directly; rather, it requires a certain method to be extracted from the Light of Inheritance. What that method is, no one knows. Perhaps it requires reaching a certain level of understanding of the Dao, perhaps it requires a specific bloodline or physique, or perhaps it requires paying some unimaginable price.

Even with only the first two, the Six Paths Reincarnation Heavenly Technique and the Grass Character Sword Manual are enough to drive any living being mad. Once the true nature of these two heavenly techniques is revealed, not only the Venerables of the lower realms, but even the Immortal Kings of the upper realms will be tempted.

What is a Celestial King? They are beings standing at the very pinnacle of all realms, supreme beings who have remained immortal through countless eras. The fact that such beings could be moved speaks volumes about the significance of these two celestial techniques.

The aura of the "Grass Sword Technique" is the sharpest; though it is merely a ball of light, it gives the feeling of countless sword blades pressed against one's brow. It is the first inheritance of ancient swordsmanship, said to be able to cleave stars and sever time and space with a single strike. Those who cultivate this sword technique need not wield a sword; every blade of grass, every tree, every flower, every leaf can become a sword.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation Technique is even more mysterious.

The origin of this celestial skill is quite legendary. Legend has it that in an extremely ancient era, there was a person of extraordinary talent who harbored a mad idea: to collect all ten of the Ten Ferocious Beasts' treasured techniques. The Ten Ferocious Beasts were ten of the most powerful ferocious beasts of antiquity, each possessing a unique and unparalleled treasured technique. Collecting them all was, in itself, an almost impossible feat.

But that being didn't just want to collect them all; he also wanted to unify the ten precious techniques, so that they would no longer fight independently, but could be used simultaneously to attack together. What kind of spectacle would it be if all ten precious techniques were unleashed at the same time? Even a Celestial King would probably have to retreat in fear.

But he encountered a problem. The ten precious techniques came from different sources, and their power attributes were all different; some were fierce, some were gentle, some were fiery, and some were icy. To unify them, he needed a general outline, a supreme mental cultivation method that could control all the precious techniques.

Thus, the "Six Paths of Reincarnation" came into being.

This celestial skill is not a magical technique itself, but rather a method for mastering magical techniques. Once mastered, it allows one to cultivate six cycles of power within the body, each cycle capable of supporting a magical technique. When all six cycles are activated simultaneously, and all six magical techniques are unleashed at the same time, the power is not simply additive, but increases exponentially.

If someone were to truly collect all ten fierce treasure techniques, the Six Paths Reincarnation Heavenly Art could even break through the limits of the Six Paths, evolving into a higher level of reincarnation. At that time, when all ten treasure techniques were unleashed simultaneously, the heavens and earth would lose their color, and the sun and moon would lose their light.

This is the core inheritance of the Supreme Hall. This is a treasure that even Immortal Kings would covet.

A mad flame burned in the eyes of the four beasts. They might not know the full origin of these inheritances, but they could sense the power contained within that light. That power was so strong that they felt that if they obtained it, they could break through the shackles of the Venerable Realm, step into the realm of gods, and even go further.

The Devouring Sparrow opened its massive jaws, the Qiongqi brandished its sharp claws, the Zhu Yan raised its fists, and the little red bird flapped its wings and ignited flames. They rushed towards that ball of light, towards that opportunity that would make the whole world tremble, regardless of everything.

The Devouring Sparrow opened its massive jaws, the Qiongqi brandished its sharp claws, the Zhu Yan raised its fists, and the little red bird flapped its wings and ignited flames. They rushed towards that ball of light, towards that opportunity that would make the whole world tremble, regardless of everything.

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The Devouring Sparrow opened its massive jaws, the Qiongqi brandished its sharp claws, the Zhu Yan raised its fists, and the little red bird flapped its wings and ignited flames. They rushed towards that ball of light, towards that opportunity that would make the whole world tremble, regardless of everything.