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

At the summit of Mount Tai, the weather suddenly changed.

Above the sky, a black spot suddenly appeared, unleashing a storm of wind and thunder, and rolling sound waves that shook the heavens and earth.

High in the sky, nine dragon corpses crossed over, their bodies vast, every scale seemingly cast from black iron, cold and domineering.

Almost everyone's knees went weak, and they nearly knelt down in worship.

Dragons, the supreme beings in mythology, have always only made fleeting appearances in legends.

Now, the nine dragons pulling the coffin have arrived with a devastating force.

The bronze coffin, ancient and heavy, seemed to bear witness to countless ages, with mysterious runes engraved on its body emitting a faint glow.

Such a scene is like the arrival of an apocalyptic catastrophe; once it falls, it will surely turn the entire area around Mount Tai into dust.

The crowd was in complete chaos, screaming in terror and weeping in despair.

The crowd set off at full speed, fleeing in all directions of Mount Tai.

Li Chenzhou's eyes brightened slightly. In the end times of the Dharma, the path of cultivation on Earth is fraught with dangers. Even for him now, there is little chance of immortality on Earth.

Nine dragons pulling the coffin—longevity is within reach.

Even if there are endless dangers ahead, it's better than sitting and waiting to die in this prison of Earth.

Ye Fan gathered his strength in his palm and casually slapped a boulder that had fallen to the ground.

The boulder, seemingly indestructible, shattered instantly under Ye Fan's seemingly effortless strike.

Filled with doubt, he walked straight up to Li Chenzhou.

Ye Fan clearly sensed Li Chenzhou's unusual behavior.

In the past, Li Chenzhou always gave people a unique temperament of indifference and detachment, like a banished immortal who was detached from the world and unmoved by external things.

However, at this moment, a glint of light appeared in his eyes, which had been calm and still.

At this moment, everyone looked ahead with fear and trepidation.

Nine dragon corpses lay scattered about, each one a hundred meters long, its body resembling a majestic hill.

Most of the dragon's body pressed down on the mountaintop, forming a black and shiny steel barrier, while a smaller portion hung over the mountainside. The curves of the dragon's body seemed to contain endless explosive power, as if it could shatter mountains and rivers with a mere gesture.

"Does...do dragons really exist in this world?" One person's voice trembled, filled with disbelief.

"Judging from its appearance, the dragon seems to have lost its life force, so why is such a strange thing happening?" Another person frowned, looking puzzled.

"This place is not safe to stay any longer; it's too terrifying. Who can predict what disaster might strike next?" Someone said, their face showing fear, and they unconsciously took a step back.

"Yes, yes, let's go, the farther away from this eerie place the better!" Everyone echoed.

Many people stared at the dragon's corpse, their hearts filled with shock like surging waves, one wave after another, their understanding of the world completely overturned at this moment.

Everyone was gripped by fear, wanting only to escape as quickly as possible. Just then, Li Xiaoman suddenly pointed ahead and asked, "What's that?"

A sudden remark brought everyone to an abrupt halt. Following the direction she pointed, they saw half a jade fragment faintly visible beneath the cracked ground.

The jade piece rested quietly on a round altar in one corner. The altar was not large, but it exuded an ancient and mysterious aura. It was constructed from five different colored soils, and wisps of the scent of time emanated from it, attracting the attention of everyone present.

These five colors of strange soil are the legendary Five-Colored Soil. Their uniqueness and magic stirred a ripple in everyone's heart.

Li Chenzhou's expression shifted slightly; the time had come.

If you don't want to leave Earth, then the best option right now is to leave as soon as possible.

Li Chenzhou stepped forward slowly.

Ye Fan was shocked, worried that there might be danger. The enormous dragon corpse gave him an extremely terrifying feeling.

"The ship sank!"

A powerful suction force suddenly arrived, trapping everyone in the arena in place, with no one able to escape.

In an instant, numerous ancient characters and runes appeared, combining to form a giant Bagua diagram.

The runes were profound and unfathomable, seemingly interpreting the supreme truth of the universe.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the runes slowly formed a Tai Chi diagram. The forces of Yin and Yang interacted, tearing apart the void and revealing a deep void passage.

Li Chenzhou stared at the enormous Taiji diagram in the sky, trying to glean some profound truths about the universe from it.

His brows furrowed, and his confusion deepened.

In the end, Li Chenzhou shook his head helplessly, sighed deeply, and gave up on continuing his comprehension.

The mysteries of these runes are far too profound for him to comprehend at present, and he can only leave them for future exploration.

A wide crack appeared in the bronze coffin, and a powerful suction force surged out, instantly engulfing everyone inside.

His classmates, Ye Fan, Pang Bo, Zhou Yi, Lin Jia, and Liu Yunzhi, were all dragged into the coffin without exception.

With a loud crash, the bronze coffin shook violently, and the lid slowly slid down, finally sealing the coffin tightly.

Inside the ancient bronze coffin, the atmosphere was so oppressive it was suffocating.

Only Li Chenzhou remained calm, while Ye Fan and Pang Bo were slightly flustered, and the rest of the group were shrouded in fear.

A deep sense of awe for the unknown spread and fermented within this small space.

"Help!"

"We shouldn't have come to Mount Tai! I was wrong! Someone, please save me!"

"I want to go home! I don't want to be trapped in this coffin!"

Panic completely overwhelmed some people, who cried out in despair, their spirits on the verge of collapse.

But the giant coffin moved relentlessly, unmoved by the cries and wails.

Inside the bronze coffin, a shadow of fear continued to spread.

Some people stared blankly, muttering, "What do we do? Who can get us out of here? Is there any other way out?"

Everyone pulled out their phones, hoping to contact the outside world, but there was no signal. Their last hope vanished, and despair and anger mingled, accompanied by a chorus of curses.

"This dilapidated coffin can even block signals!"

Ye Fan looked at Li Chenzhou, his thoughts churning.

Since meeting Li Chenzhou, he had always been like a fog, mysterious and unpredictable. He was not only his and Pang Bo's martial arts mentor, but the composure he showed in the recent turn of events was also extraordinary.

Recalling everything that had happened before, Ye Fan was filled with doubts.

When the bronze coffin suddenly appeared, everyone avoided it, but Li Chenzhou actually walked towards it.

Is this really just a coincidence?

Or did Chen Zhou foresee something from the very beginning?

"Don't panic, everyone. Turn on your phones and light up the coffin, then count the number of people," Zhou Yi said.

In the dim light of their phone screens, the fear on everyone's faces was clearly visible.

When his gaze shifted to Li Chenzhou, he saw that Li Chenzhou showed no sign of panic, remaining detached and unperturbed, truly unmoved even if Mount Tai collapsed before him.

"Shen Zhou, what are your thoughts on what happened today?" Ye Fan asked curiously.

As he finished speaking, all the students around him focused their attention on Li Chenzhou, their eyes filled with hope, longing to receive some words of comfort from him.

"Since we're here, we might as well make the best of it!"