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

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The Fire Emperor gave a bitter smile and muttered to himself, "Now is the time to open it."

He raised his head and looked at the faint figure that seemed to blend into the darkness, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness and a touch of relief.

"Senior, to be honest, recently those sects and ancient sacred mountains have joined forces and come knocking on our door. If this continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold out any longer."

He paused, then quickly added, seemingly afraid of being misunderstood, "I'm not saying I'm going to expose your affair with this tower. I'm saying that if this drags on any longer, we'll have no choice but to resort to violence."

He had considered confronting them head-on, but the opposing side wasn't just one or two families, but dozens of forces, large and small, united as one.

Like a pack of wolves with bloodshot eyes, they circled the Fire Kingdom again and again, ready to pounce and tear off a piece of flesh at any moment.

No matter how strong the Fire Nation is, it can't withstand being surrounded by wolves.

If things really escalate to a point of no return, the consequences of a fight are something he cannot afford.

"We apologize for making a fool of ourselves, senior. We didn't do a good enough job." The Fire Emperor lowered his head, his voice tinged with shame.

"There's no need to blame yourself." The distant voice remained indifferent, revealing neither joy nor anger.

"The eight lower realms have always been the domain of those forces from the ancient divine mountains. The fact that you have managed to hold out until today has already exceeded my expectations."

He paused, and the ethereal figure seemed to tilt its head slightly, as if scrutinizing something.

"However, you've already gained the upper hand. If other races later surpass you..."

The voice remained calm.

"Then I misjudged him."

The Fire Emperor abruptly raised his head, his gaze blazing, his voice resounding: "Senior, rest assured, we will never dare to disappoint you!"

He gripped Huo Ling'er's hand tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white.

This statement is not just a promise, but a determination.

The Fire Kingdom has taken the initiative and gained the advantage. If it is overtaken by others, it will not only be a matter of failing to meet expectations, but also a disgrace to the entire Fire Kingdom.

During that period of being "pioneers," everyone in the Fire Nation gave it their all.

Every opportunity to enter the Tower of Immortality is precious, and no one wants to waste it.

They were like a group of travelers who had been trekking through the desert for a long time, and suddenly discovered an oasis, wishing they could put every drop of water into their pockets.

The things they brought back were varied, but every single one was a masterpiece.

Precious techniques are naturally the most numerous.

There are military formations suitable for large-scale battlefields, killing techniques suitable for one-on-one combat, escape techniques suitable for survival, and stealth techniques suitable for assassination.

In just a few months, the number of books in the Fire Kingdom's library quadrupled, and the quality was incomparable.

Those top-tier inheritances that were once only mastered by the ancient sacred mountains and a few ancient kingdoms are now also possessed by the Fire Kingdom.

Not only do they have it, but they are also more comprehensive, deeper, and more refined than theirs.

The magic of treasures is only one part of it. What truly transformed the Fire Kingdom's foundation were the "hard currencies" closely related to cultivation.

Someone obtained a bottle of marrow-cleansing elixir in the tower. After consuming it, their bones and muscles became stronger, their blood and qi surged, and the bottleneck that had plagued them for years was instantly broken. Someone else traded an unusable magical artifact for a spirit stone containing pure spiritual power in the exchange hall, thereby breaking through the realm that had troubled them for so long.

Someone obtained a volume of cultivation insights from a senior master, every word a gem, every sentence a wise saying. After reading it, it was like a sudden enlightenment, and many perplexing problems were easily solved.

The most precious item was the pill formula that the Fire Emperor himself obtained.

That was a pill formula to help cultivators break through to the Venerable Realm.

In the eight lower realms, kings and nobles are common, but venerable ones are extremely rare. Countless exceptionally talented cultivators spend their entire lives stuck at the peak of the array formation, just one step away, yet unable to take that final step.

That prescription was the ladder that paved the way for this breakthrough. It didn't directly propel a person to the Venerable Realm, but rather created the best environment for the cultivator to break through through the harmonization of medicinal power, the guidance of qi and blood, and the resonance of runes.

Whether it succeeds or not depends on individual fate. But with this elixir formula, the probability of a breakthrough can be increased by at least 30%.

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In the cultivation world, this is a probability that would drive anyone crazy.

The day the Fire Emperor received the pill formula, he sat alone in the secret chamber for a long time. He was not an unsophisticated person, but this pill formula made him realize for the first time that the things in that tower were far more astonishing than he could have imagined.

And there are many more such items in the Tower of Immortality.

Precious techniques, elixirs, magical artifacts, formations, cultivation insights, rare and precious materials... as long as you have the ability to obtain them, that being won't even bat an eye.

He never felt bad about these things being taken away; he was only afraid that no one had the ability to take them.

The Fire Emperor carefully put away the pill formula, secretly making a vow in his heart.

The Fire Kingdom has gained an early advantage and acquired so many benefits. If it is overtaken by other forces in the future, how can its ruler face that senior?

"It is not that you have failed my expectations, but that you have failed the expectations of your people." That lofty voice rang out again, without reprimand or instruction, but simply stating a fact calmly.

The Fire Emperor's body trembled slightly, then he nodded deeply.

He got it.

This senior didn't care how far the Fire Kingdom went, or whether it could dominate the lower realm.

What he cares about are the ordinary people who place their hopes on the Fire Kingdom.

Those mortals who cannot cultivate, those cultivators with mediocre talent, and those people who can never leave their hometown in their entire lives.

They are the people the Fire Emperor truly cannot let down.

Huo Ling'er blinked her eyes, her dark pupils rolling around.

She didn't quite understand the heavy topics the adults discussed, but she had a question she had always wanted to ask.

Taking advantage of the pause between her father and her uncle, the deity, she finally couldn't help but speak up.

"Uncle God, what are the conditions for entering this tower?" She looked up, her voice clear and bright, filled with the innocence and curiosity unique to children.

The Fire Emperor was stunned for a moment, but it was too late to stop him.

Such a serious matter is not child's play.

But he also secretly wanted to know the answer, so he remained silent.

"Anyone who can enter the Realm of the Void Gods can enter the Tower of Trials for Immortality."

"No conditions or restrictions."

Huo Ling'er's eyes lit up, but Huo Huang was stunned.

No conditions? No restrictions on identity? No restrictions on cultivation level? No restrictions on race? Anyone who can walk to the front of this tower in the Realm of the Void Gods can enter?

He opened his mouth as if to ask something, but then swallowed his words back.

He suddenly understood. This tower was never intended for a select few; its embrace was broader than the entire lower realm combined.

Ignoring the Fire Emperor's shock, the Sage of Wisdom looked through the void towards a more distant place.

That gaze seemed to transcend the lower realms, cross the three thousand provinces, and fall upon every corner of the nine heavens and ten earths.

Once Li Chenzhou's cultivation level is higher, this tower will no longer be confined to the Void God Realm.

In the eight regions, three thousand provinces, nine heavens and ten lands, in every place where there are living beings, such an Eternal Trial Tower will stand.

It is not a projection, not a clone, but a real tower connected to the original body.

No matter where you are, what race you are, or how high or low your cultivation level is, as long as you want to become stronger and as long as you have the courage, you can go in.

Huo Ling'er tilted her head and thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Uncle God, what's that little guy drinking milk doing now?"

She still remembers the little one who chased after her calling her "fat sister" and clung to the pottery jar.

A four- or five-year-old child who was still breastfeeding happened to be a descendant of gods, a contrast that she could never forget.

Later, her father told her about the child's background—born with supreme talent, her bones were dug out, she was abandoned, and she grew up in a deserted village.

After hearing this, Huo Ling'er felt a lump in her throat for a long time. It turned out that the smiling little guy had suffered so much.

"He's undergoing his own trials." Zhi Sheng's voice remained calm. "One person, three hundred thousand miles, a bloody path."

Huo Ling'er pursed her lips and didn't say anything more. She suddenly felt that the little baby wasn't so annoying after all.

Huo Ling'er is not someone who has never seen the world.

She had heard many stories of top powers in the eight lower realms training successors and conducting similar wilderness trials.

But those so-called "life-and-death trials" are at most a few hundred thousand miles long, and there must be a team of protectors following behind them.

On the surface, he is all alone, but in secret, countless eyes are watching him, fearing that his precious child might suffer even the slightest mishap.

It's not that those forces aren't ruthless enough; it's that this world is too treacherous.

The story of a talented sapling being uprooted before it can grow into a towering tree is a daily occurrence in the Eight Regions.

Without anyone to protect you, let alone traveling tens of thousands of miles, you might turn into a pile of bones even if you travel a thousand miles away.

But the spirit uncle said that the little baby was a person.

Huo Ling'er knew this senior well; he never exaggerated when he spoke, and he would never joke about such a thing.

He was talking about a person, and that person was a truly real person, without any protectors, no sentries, not even a bird to keep watch.

She suddenly felt a bitter taste in her mouth.

That little brat who used to call her "fat sister" and whose face was covered in white beard from drinking milk is now facing the harsh winds and frosts of the wilderness all by himself.

"Little baby, don't die out there..."

"If my successor cannot even travel 300,000 miles, then he will never have any more animal milk to drink."

Zhisheng's voice was indifferent as usual, without any deliberate emphasis or extra fluctuations.

However, the content of his statement contrasted sharply with his detached tone.

Huo Ling'er opened her mouth, but swallowed the words that were about to come out. She wanted to say, "What does 300,000 miles have to do with beast milk?" But then she thought that if that little baby really lost his beast milk, it would probably be worse than being killed.

The Fire Emperor's lips twitched, but he didn't dare to laugh.

The ethereal figure had completely merged into the void, leaving only those words echoing among the stars, lingering for a long time.

Huo Ling'er lowered her head, suddenly feeling a pang of sympathy for the little baby.

It wasn't for the 300,000-mile journey, but for his precarious supply of animal milk.