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

Liu Mubai was filled with shock and anger. He had absolute confidence in Yan Yuanyi's strength. The momentum he had accumulated over the past year was so strong that it was enough to kill any opponent of the same level.

However, how could he have ended up like this when facing that young man?

He died, his blood dried up, and his corpse stood there!

The description of the scene brought back by his confidant was even more chilling: within a radius of 100 square meters, only a pool of blood remained at Yan Yuanyi's feet, with no other signs of a struggle.

The opponent seemed to complete the crushing victory with ease, which was simply astonishing.

"That Li Chenzhou... just what level has he reached?" Liu Mubai's voice trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly.

A thought popped into my head uncontrollably.

Gang Jin?!

Gang Jin!

Looking at the world, out of seven billion people, only a handful could cross this insurmountable barrier.

Only GOD, the leader of the "God" organization, the madman who had been silent for thirty years deep in the prison, and Tang Zichen.

Could it be that Li Chenzhou has also entered the Gang Jin realm?

Everyone held their breath, and an unprecedented chill enveloped the secret room.

Eliminate Li Chenzhou?

Integrate the martial arts community?

In the face of a potential master of martial arts, all plans become pale and laughable.

"May your martial arts prosper." Liu Mubai looked up, his voice hoarse.

Instructor Wu Yunlong said bitterly, "Yuan Yi has fallen. This man has become a force to be reckoned with. We can't let him grow any stronger, otherwise no one will be able to control him."

Wu Yunlong remained silent for a moment. If someone like Yan Yuanyi was killed head-on, and he continued to grow stronger, who would dare say that he wouldn't be the next Tang Zichen, or even the next God?

He said in a deep voice, "The first thing to do is to determine the level of threat this person poses. If... if he has truly reached the Gang Jin realm, his danger... then GOD could wreak havoc all over the world. If that madman of the prison wants to create a calamity, who can stop him?"

"Such a being deserves the utmost respect from any nation, especially one as young as him!"

The last sentence is heavier than ten thousand pounds.

Wu Yunlong's gaze sharpened like lightning as he swept across the entire room: "We need a definitive answer: Has Li Chenzhou... reached the Gang Jin realm?!"

Liu Mubai's eyes flickered: "If it really is internal energy... so what?"

Wu Yunlong stated decisively: "If it is a Gang Jin (罡劲) expert, then we must immediately cut our losses and absolutely not provoke them again. Otherwise, if we anger such a peerless master who has no worries about anything, causing him to become an enemy of the country, the consequences... will be an catastrophic disaster, and no one can withstand his thunderous wrath!"

He paused, his voice suddenly turning cold: "And if he... hasn't yet entered this realm."

"Then we should do everything in our power to nip it in the bud before it reaches the summit. Such a realm is... the fewer the better."

The room fell into a deathly silence once again.

To kill a suspected Gang Jin cultivator?

It's easier said than done!

"Can we discern anything from Yuan Yi's injuries?" Liu Mubai asked, clinging to a sliver of hope.

Wu Yunlong slowly shook his head, with a bitter expression: "Without reaching this level, it is difficult to fathom its wonders; those who are not of the Gang Jin realm cannot make judgments about Gang Jin matters."

Their eyes met in mid-air, and they instantly reached a consensus.

That place, that person!

"Only him." Liu Mubai's voice was low. "Ba Liming! The martial arts king who sat in the prison for thirty years in meditation. In this world, the only known master of Gang Jin, besides the elusive God and Tang Zichen, is him. Only he can see through Li Chenzhou's strength."

Wu Yunlong and Liu Mubai are both giants who have reached the peak of the Dan realm. Wu Yunlong, in particular, guards the central palace and his cultivation is unfathomable.

At this moment, however, they all felt an unprecedented sense of apprehension and a touch of... awe towards the young man they had never met.

"The most urgent task is to ask Madman Ba ​​to distinguish the truth from the falsehood and to determine the national policy!" Wu Yunlong made the final decision.

Given their status, contacting that special prison was as simple as saying a word.

However, the reply that came back carried the madness that the man was always like.

Ba Liming refuses to leave prison!

Prison officials relayed his original words, which remained as arrogant as ever:

"This dazzling world outside is no longer my domain. Either give me back the red sky it once was, or... find someone strong enough to withstand ten of my punches and break down this iron gate to get me out. Otherwise, I'll live comfortably in this lousy cell!"

Wu Yunlong, Liu Mubai, and others knew the true nature of this Martial Arts King, whose "Imperial Star is in turmoil and the world is in rebellion," and they also understood his astonishing cultivation level.

Left with no other choice, they secretly transported Yan Yuanyi's body northward to that prison.

This matter must be kept secret from everyone, especially the Yan family.

If the Yan family found out that they had transported the remains of their family's unicorn maiden a thousand miles as "evidence" just to verify an answer... then things would be very serious.

……

The steel gate emitted a heavy scraping sound.

Wu Yunlong, along with Liu Mubai and Fangya, two top instructors, arrived in front of a prison cell.

Before the person arrived, their voice was heard.

Clang—clang clang—!

It wasn't just ordinary chain dragging; it was like two heavy hammers colliding.

Each impact was accompanied by a loud bang, the air vibrated and the entire corridor trembled.

The warden's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously stopped in his tracks: "Gentlemen, Old Ba... Ba Liming is practicing his boxing... If we go in now, it might be difficult to explain things, perhaps..."

"snort!"

The fanged instructor scoffed coldly, his eyes sharp. "We, the nation's most important personnel, have no reason to fear a mere prisoner. Open the door."

The warden smiled wryly, not daring to disobey, and inserted the key into the lock.

The prison doors suddenly swung open.

The moment the door opened—

A fierce and malevolent aura surged forth, like a tangible wave or the most ferocious prehistoric beast.

The three people at the door—Wu Yunlong, Liu Mubai, and Instructor Fang—felt a sudden jolt in their hearts, as if they were being gripped tightly.

Even though they were seasoned veterans and had long since reached the Dan Jin level, they seemed to have all their power stripped away, turning back into ordinary people facing immense terror.

As far as the eye could see, it was the center of the prison cell.

That person!

King of Martial Arts – Ba Liming!

He was not the muscular giant one one might imagine.

He was short, had a crew cut, and wore a faded, coarse prison uniform; at first glance, he looked like an old farmer from the fields.

However, the murderous aura emanating from him was enough to make any person in a high position tremble with fear.

Looking down upon the world!

They dare to pull the emperor off his horse!

That was the might of a wild dragon and snake, capable of overturning the imperial court.

His tiger eyes were wide open like copper bells, gleaming with sharp light.

Its gaze, unlike human eyes, is filled with the most primal destructive desires.

What was wrapped around his body was not like chains, but rather two giant steel pythons.

The iron chains, thicker than a strong man's thigh, were wrapped around his limbs and torso. Yet, under the restraint of this "giant python," Ba Liming simply stood there casually, which gave Wu Yunlong and the other two an absurd intuition:

The chains that could bind a tank could be broken inch by inch in this man's hands with just a thought.

This is hardly a prison cell.

It was clearly an ancient ferocious beast that was simply dwelling in this place.

Wu Yunlong was, after all, a peak Dan Jin master. After the initial shock, his spine trembled like a dragon, suppressing his surging blood and qi.

He met Ba Liming's eyes, his voice deep and resonant:

"Baliming, we have come to ask you something."