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

Hundreds of thoughts communicated in the air.

Those experts who had been defeated by Li Chenzhou were now pale-faced and filled with despair—Li Chenzhou was already an insurmountable mountain, and now another powerful figure had appeared.

Even Wang Chao frowned slightly, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Tang Zichen, who was sitting in the depths, had already opened her eyes when Li Chenzhou entered.

After exchanging a glance with Li Chenzhou, her gaze naturally fell on Ba Liming.

This sight stirred a ripple in her heart, even with her calm demeanor.

In her perception, Li Chenzhou's aura was like a celestial blade, its sharpness fully revealed, capable of annihilating everything.

This person, however, was like the boundless earth, his vital energy and blood so powerful that it exceeded the limits of human physical theory.

She lightly touched the ground with her toes, her figure as graceful as a feather, and landed in the courtyard, standing opposite the person who had come.

"Not simple..." The big man laughed loudly, his voice shaking the roof tiles.

"Looking back on our journey, my brother said you are the most extraordinary woman in the world, with unparalleled martial arts skills and an even more unparalleled spirit."

He paused, then looked Tang Zichen over again, with an appreciation for one's own kind:

"Having seen it today, I can confirm that what you said was true!"

This burly man was so casual with Li Chenzhou, addressing him by his given name. Moreover, his tone when evaluating Tang Zichen was not flattery, but rather an affirmation of one strong person by another.

It seemed he had the absolute qualifications and ability to judge this Tang Clan leader.

Who exactly is he?

Li Chenzhou walked to within three feet of Tang Zichen.

"Indeed, seeing is believing. Today's meeting is not about winning or losing, but about verifying the martial arts."

He slowly raised both palms, facing outwards, as if embracing Tai Chi: "Since we are here to explore the path ahead, we need not resort to the mundane methods of fighting and vying for power. Today, I have come here only to exchange blows with Miss Tang and jointly comprehend the mysteries."

These words caused an uproar in the room.

"To exchange a palm strike?"

A martial arts master from Southeast Asia suddenly stood up, his expression strange. He had practiced ancient Muay Thai for over forty years and had never heard of top-level fighters dueling in this way.

A murmur rippled through the audience. Martial arts masters from around the world exchanged bewildered glances, many showing signs of confusion.

This epic battle, which has been the focus of the global martial arts community for months, is about to unfold in such a childish manner?

"Or is it that Li Chenzhou is too arrogant and wants to kill Tang Zichen with one palm?"

"What is this? I thought it was going to be a massive battle, what are they doing? Is they making an alliance with a high five?"

Tang Zichen's gaze narrowed slightly.

Was all her meticulous preparation for this battle utterly useless?

But she quickly grasped the key point in Li Chenzhou's words—

It's not about winning or losing, it's about proving something!

Her gaze fell on those outstretched palms, seemingly pushing flat, but her mind was in turmoil.

She hesitated at that moment—unsure of how to "receive" this palm strike.

Wang Chao stood on the sidelines, his face grave, unable to discern Li Chenzhou's intentions.

Ba Liming looked over, a thoughtful expression on his face.

The King of Martial Arts' eyes gleamed, clearly sensing something unusual, yet still unable to fully grasp its mysteries.

Only Tang Zichen.

She felt as if she were facing a catastrophe.

Faced with Li Chenzhou's outstretched palms, the leader of the Tang Clan stood frozen in place, hesitant to make a move.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment. A full ten minutes passed before she slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

Her jade-like hands slowly rose, meeting Li Chenzhou's palms.

The entire room fell silent, all eyes fixed on the approaching hands.

Li Chenzhou remained standing as still as a statue, his expression calm.

He maintained this posture from the moment he extended his palms, without wavering in the slightest.

His eyes held a clarity that was as warm as the spring sun.

Just as Tang Zichen's fingertips were about to touch Li Chenzhou's palm, in that instant:

She abruptly withdrew her hands, took a half-step back, and locked her gaze on Li Chenzhou with lightning speed.

Then, she tentatively extended her palm again.

"What a mystery this is?" whispered among the spectators.

Some people are puzzled: "It's just palms touching, why act like there's a formidable enemy?"

Some martial artists with higher cultivation levels sensed a strange flow of energy and kept a close eye on the two people in the arena.

Of everyone present, only Ba Liming and Wang Chao seemed to understand something.

"So that's how it is..." Wang Chao was shocked. "This seemingly simple act of pressing palms together actually incorporates the essence of more than a hundred different boxing techniques."

Although Li Chenzhou's palms remained still, every muscle in them was making subtle adjustments.

"This is a manifestation of having cultivated one's strength to the highest level." Wang Chao was shocked. "Sister Chen's precognitive realm is currently clashing with Li Chenzhou's aura. Every time she thinks she has found a gap in the opponent's aura, Li Chenzhou will change the direction of his strength by circulating his qi and blood, causing all her calculations to fail."

What shocked Wang Chao even more was that he could feel that Li Chenzhou's blood and qi circulation had reached an incredible level.

Blood flows like mercury, bones are as tough as steel, and internal organs are incredibly powerful.

"Is this the highest level of Chinese martial arts?" Wang Chao suddenly realized, "To cultivate the physical body to the extreme and influence the surrounding energy field with the circulation of qi and blood, seemingly simple movements contain profound mysteries."

"No, it's not just that, but I can't see it."

Wang Chao's eyes were like lightning. As the chosen one of this world and the person most familiar with Tang Zichen's martial arts, his insight far surpassed that of everyone present. Even so, he could only barely grasp some of the mysteries of this confrontation.

Li Chenzhou remained calm and composed, pushing his will to its limit, as if forming an invisible barrier.

This is not a simple release of internal energy, but rather a fusion of his entire understanding of martial arts, transformed into a domain of energy.

In this field, he can perceive even the slightest change in the flow of Qi.

Every time Tang Zichen made a tentative move, she was looking for a weakness in this area.

In a short period of time, Tang Zichen had already extended his palm seven times and withdrawn it seven times.

The Tao Te Ching says, "Reversal is the movement of the Tao." All things carry yin and embrace yang, and through the interaction of these two forces, harmony is achieved. Li Chenzhou's energy also completed a cycle of yin and yang in these seven trials.

For the eighth time, Tang Zichen's palms made steady contact with Li Chenzhou's palms.

The moment their palms met, time seemed to stand still.

The air around the two of them stagnated, with faint wisps of air visible, intertwining like dragons and emitting a low hum.

The Demon Prison Mystic Embryo Scripture seemed to come alive, flowing through Li Chenzhou's heart.

An extremely special power erupted from the palms of the two men, flowing through their limbs and bones.

Li Chenzhou and Tang Zichen both trembled slightly, a sharp pain shooting straight to their hearts.

Tang Zichen frowned slightly. She immediately sensed something was amiss; this was no ordinary sparring match.

Strangely, however, her "path of utmost sincerity" did not bring any warning.

On the contrary, under the stimulation of this stinging pain, her mental perception became as clear and bright as a mirror that had been wiped clean of dust.

Upon realizing this, she not only did not withdraw her palm, but instead slightly lowered her fingers, pressing the other person's palm even tighter.

Li Chenzhou's smile became more pronounced.

His aura forced Tang Zichen to elevate her spiritual realm to its peak, all for this moment—using the Demon Prison Mystic Embryo Scripture as a guide to tear apart their spiritual barriers, allowing their spirits to become infinitely close in this instant.

The next moment, the two mental forces intertwined and collided.

They both repel and attract each other, sparking brilliant intellectual insights in their fierce clashes.

The spiritual practice and the exploration of the path take place in this collision.

What lies ahead?

Right here in this tiny space!

Li Chenzhou and Tang Zichen's hands clashed; their confrontation had long transcended the realm of flesh and blood.