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

A powerful punch, imbued with the strength to lift a mountain, slammed into the tank's composite armored hatch.

Creak—Bang!

A sickeningly loud metallic crackling and sputtering sound rang out.

The armor, which was strong enough to withstand anti-tank weapons, was shattered instantly by Li Chenzhou's punch.

The entire tank shook violently, and a mournful sound came from inside.

"Get out here!"

Li Chenzhou roared like thunder, his five fingers like diamond claws, digging into the cracks and deformed armor.

His entire body throbbed, and a terrifying power erupted.

Sizzle—Boom!

A metallic tearing sound, a hundred times more piercing than the explosion of a cannonball, followed.

He ripped the tank hatch off the vehicle body as if it were a thin sheet of iron.

The twisted metal edges still had a reddish tinge.

The passengers inside the cabin were terrified, but Li Chenzhou remained expressionless, pointing his fingers like knives as he unleashed his inner strength.

puff!puff!puff!

With three soft thuds, the heads of three well-trained tank crewmen were instantly pierced, and red and white splattered onto the inner wall of the tank.

Without even glancing at it, he transformed into a blur once more and lunged at the second tank.

The crew of the second tank witnessed this horrific scene and were completely devastated.

The gunner turned the turret, trying to struggle.

Li Chenzhou was even faster.

He moved closer as if by teleportation, leaped onto the turret, and unleashed a powerful punch.

Tearing off the hatch, a deadly finger strike—the movements were fluid and graceful, imbued with a destructive aesthetic of violence.

In just a dozen seconds, two tanks, representing the strongest land force, were reduced to two piles of scrap metal.

Having dealt with the tanks, Li Chenzhou's gaze swept across the dense forest, the firing positions still sporadically launching rockets, and the desolate Xuanyang in the distance.

His chest heaved slightly; the exertion from just clashing with firearms had fueled his fighting spirit even higher.

He moved again, plunging into the smoke-filled forest...

A moment later.

The gunshots and explosions in the dense forest completely subsided.

Only the howling sea breeze, the smell of gunpowder, blood, and burnt remains...

Li Chenzhou's figure reappeared on the beach, walking step by step towards Xuan Yang, who was slumped under a rock, his face ashen.

His clothes were tattered, yet he stood tall, his eyes indifferent.

It was as if the carnage just now had merely been wiped away a little dust.

Xuan Yang looked at the ferocious man before him. His eyes seemed devoid of any human emotion. All his ambition, scheming, and ruthlessness had turned into despair, chilling to the bone.

He meticulously planned and employed a deadly strategy, but in the face of this being, he became a complete joke.

Li Chenzhou stopped in front of him, looking down at him:

"Your name is Gen Yang? It's your turn!"

Li Chenzhou's words were like an Arctic wind, instantly freezing Xuan Yang's delusion of escaping.

Om-!

Xuan Yang's heart pounded wildly, as if he were being struck by a giant hammer.

He instantly understood:

Trying to escape from Li Chenzhou was nothing short of a pipe dream; in this desperate situation, a fierce and malevolent aura erupted.

There's no escape! Then let's fight!

"Baka!"

Xuan Yang let out a roar, his fists like giant hammers, and unleashed a fierce and unparalleled "Vajra Pestle" strike towards Li Chenzhou.

The force of the punches surged, and the sand beneath their feet resembled dragons.

This is a desperate act by a cornered beast, a suicidal attack that will destroy everything.

Li Chenzhou's eyes were indifferent. Faced with this counterattack, he didn't even bother to change his tactics, sticking to his usual fierce and powerful style, representing divine punishment—

The Heaven-Turning Seal!

Raise your hand, spread your fingers slightly, and let your palm be concave, as if you are holding a piece of the sky.

His arm muscles bulged and twisted like a dragon or python turning over. He brought down a palm, aiming straight for Xuan Yang's chest, intending to smash the old dog, fist and all, into dust with one blow.

This is the moment!

Xuan Yang's eyes flashed with a sharp light, like two points of will-o'-the-wisp.

Knowing half a step in advance!

He pushed the realm of half-step foresight to its limit.

Just as Li Chenzhou's "Tianfan Seal" fist intent was about to erupt and his power was about to be unleashed, his seemingly resolute "Vajra Pestle" suddenly froze halfway through.

As if stepping on oily noodles, he slid backward half a step with a physics-defying gliding motion, a feat of exquisite skill.

The clever rat is boiling oil in the pot!

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Li Chenzhou's palm strike whistled as it brushed against Xuan Yang's chest.

The fabric on his chest was torn, and there was a deep, palm-printed indentation on the rocks behind him.

The difference is minuscule!

Xuan Yang used his "half-step foresight" to fight for his only chance to survive.

His entire body emitted terrifying crackling sounds, as if his bones and muscles were being stretched by a tremendous force.

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An even more terrifying force than the previous "Vajra Holding a Pestle" erupted from behind him.

Stick close to the mountain!

The crown of the head!

The magic peacock spreads its tail feathers!

He used his back as a hammer, his spine as a bow, and his legs as a string.

He was stretched to his limit and crashed hard into Li Chenzhou, whose body was slightly leaning forward due to his missed move.

The air was compressed, creating a sonic boom.

This lean was perfectly timed and its angle was both cunning and deadly.

Even a true master of internal energy would suffer severe injuries, including displaced internal organs, broken bones, and coughing up blood if they were to take this blow head-on.

"Even a grain of rice can shine?"

Faced with this deadly counterattack, Li Chenzhou's eyes remained unmoved, and he did not retract the "Heaven-Turning Seal" that had missed its target.

With a flick of the wrist, the arm tightened instantly.

A fist intent even more unrestrained, domineering, and lawless than the "Heaven-Turning Seal" descended with a thunderous roar!

Boom—!

The intent of the fist is earth-shattering!

Havoc in Heaven!

This is precisely the boxing stance that Li Chenzhou created by integrating various schools of thought.

It has not yet achieved great success, but it already possesses the power to overturn the world.

Its artistic conception is to shatter the heavens and trample the southern sky, to disrupt the universe and reverse yin and yang.

It is my will that is the will of Heaven, and I am the only one who reigns supreme in the world.

boom!

A terrifying will encompassing all of the eight wastelands instantly enveloped the area.

Li Chenzhou's figure seemed to rise infinitely, transforming into the Monkey King, wielding his golden cudgel, as if to pierce a hole in the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Xuan Yang's "half-step foresight" spiritual sense screamed wildly.

The shadow of death instantly engulfed him completely.

He "saw" it!

He "saw" with perfect clarity the terrifying power that would turn the rules of the entire world upside down.

That was the wild and unrestrained will of the man who wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

But... his body, his speed, his reflexes, were as insignificant as a grain of sand in the face of this power.

It was a despair that froze your soul!

Like a lowly official in the imperial court, looking up at the colossal ape that stormed the Lingxiao Palace.

There is no other way but to lay down one's neck and be executed!

boom!

Snap snap snap—splatter splatter!

Li Chenzhou's fist, imbued with boundless power, slammed solidly into Xuan Yang's arms.

No stalemate!

No resistance!

Only utter and devastating collapse!

Xuan Yang's arm, under Li Chenzhou's fist, from the point of contact, skin, muscles, bones, fascia... were crushed inch by inch by a terrifying force.

Turned into the most primitive blood mist and minced meat!

Xuan Yang was sent flying backwards as if he had been struck by the golden cudgel!

It finally crashed into a huge black reef, and rubble fell down in a shower!

"Uh... Hehe..."

Xuan Yang coughed up black blood, and in his vision, there was nothing below his shoulders.

The intense pain overwhelmed his nerves, nearly causing him to faint, but it paled in comparison to the boundless fear in his heart.

"No...it...can't..." His voice was hoarse and broken, "I...clearly...had a premonition...I...saw that the world would turn upside down..."