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

Sect Leader Li exhaled a breath of turbid air, as if he had just struggled back from the edge of the underworld.

He suddenly felt a chill and quickly sent a telepathic message to Li Chenzhou:

"Go, go now. Break through the void if you can, and take advantage of the power of heaven if you can... Don't look back."

Once the true big shots from the two holy lands arrive in person using the Heavenly Shift Technique, not to mention resistance, even begging for death will be a luxury.

He dared not utter a sound, only using his divine sense to transmit his thoughts. There were still demons watching from here, and the deaths of Yao Guang and the Ji family were impossible to conceal.

If anyone reports this to the Holy Land, the entire Lingxu Cave Heaven will instantly turn to ashes.

The only way to deal with this is to let Li Chenzhou leave alone and blame everything on this unidentified "young man," who could be accused of being a spy sent by other holy lands to infiltrate the Spirit Ruins and take the opportunity to infiltrate Yao Guang.

As for cultivation level?

Who can cross from the Sea of ​​Wheels to the Dao Palace within two months, slaughtering the palace like a dog?

Even if it were the reincarnation of a great emperor, it would be absolutely impossible.

Then, through the intervention of that person who emerged from Lingxu and is now an elder in Yaoguang, they can secure a glimmer of hope for the sect.

Li Chenzhou remained silent, only exchanging glances with Sect Leader Li, Elder Wu Qingfeng, and a few other elders.

In an instant, the intent of the punch had not yet dissipated, and the blood and qi surged like a tide, yet a thousand words were conveyed in that single glance.

Take care of yourself!

Live!

Suddenly, a portal appeared above Li Chenzhou's head. The portal was neither stone nor jade, but was filled with divine light. Its edges were wrapped with blood and qi like dragons, and the light of the mind seemed to illuminate the world from within.

It was he who used the Demonic Prison Mystic Embryo Scripture to fuse the power of his mind, Dao patterns, and boundless blood and qi to condense the Demon Embryo. Under the Heavenly Tribulation, the Demon Embryo transformed into the Demonic Gate.

The gate hangs high, covering the location of "Pang Bo".

In the next instant, the fist intent enveloped Ye Fan and Pang Bo, and the two figures disappeared into the void in an instant.

"Damn it!"

A fierce wind tore through the sky, and crimson light, like blood-red lightning, pierced through the clouds. Li Chenzhou was like a divine sword that could cleave the heavens and traverse the void.

Wherever it passed, mountains and rivers were overturned, and all the peaks retreated.

In the blink of an eye, he had traveled hundreds of miles and finally landed in a secluded mountain cave to catch his breath.

He raised his hand and waved it, and the majestic gate reappeared in his palm, then enlarged.

"Should you find your way out on your own, or should I mold you into one?"

His voice was as calm as ice, yet it was like a thunderclap, exploding in Pang Bo's ears.

At this moment, "Pang Bo" was surrounded by azure energy, and strange runes appeared on his forehead, resembling dragons, phoenixes, qilin, and tortoises, winding and twisting, indescribable.

Upon seeing this, Ye Fan was greatly shocked, as if Pang Bo had been possessed by some kind of being.

He suddenly remembered that when the Five-Colored Ancient Palace collapsed, a green light had rushed towards them, and at that time he was overjoyed that Pang Bo had obtained the treasure.

Thinking about it now, it's all eerie.

Given Pang Bo's nature, he would definitely share the treasure with him, and even if there were many people watching, he would definitely tell him secretly in a way that was unique to the two of them.

But after the green light entered, he became unusually silent.

Ye Fan originally thought that he was afraid of the power of the Holy Land and dared not make a sound, but he never expected that his body had been invaded by a demon.

"I want this body."

Pang Bo, feeling emboldened, sneered:

State your terms.

His soul has largely merged with his body, and no matter how strong the young man in front of him is, there is absolutely no way he can separate him from his physical body.

If force is taken, the original owner will also be destroyed.

Although he is now in someone else's hands, he still holds the secret technique inheritance as a bargaining chip, and I don't believe this young man won't be tempted.

No one in the world could resist the temptation of the Demon Emperor's legacy; if forced into a corner, even the Azure Emperor's Dharma could be handed over.

"So noisy!"

With a casual flick of his wrist, Li Chenzhou caused the majestic gate to collapse with a deafening roar.

A powerful suction force erupted from the door, instantly pulling "Pang Bo" into a streak of blue light and swallowing him inside.

Divine light surged within the portal, as if the blazing sun of the heavens had fallen into a dark cave. The runes on the door flickered and flowed, and the Daoist intent surged like a tide.

He sat cross-legged, his sleeves fluttering, and every now and then a divine light would enter through the doorway.

Seeing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but ask urgently:

"Li Chenzhou, Pang Bo... he'll be alright, won't he?"

"It's nothing, just a powerful demon trying to seize my body." Li Chenzhou's tone was calm, his eyes deep and still like an ancient well, as if he were merely brushing off the dust from his clothes.

Possession!

Ye Fan was shocked. He was not a novice in cultivation and knew the difficulty of seizing a body.

This demon's power level is probably far beyond imagination, yet Li Chenzhou is so calm... Just how strong has he become now?

Li Chenzhou's expression was calm and composed, a stark contrast to his previous fierce demeanor when he had suppressed a group of enemies deep within the Spirit Ruins.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A violent tremor came from within the portal, as the great demon fought desperately to break free of the supernatural confinement.

"Still not giving up?"

Li Chenzhou spoke indifferently, and a crimson-gold fist intent entered the door, directly striking the demon soul.

"If I die, he will surely perish too!" the great demon roared.

This portal's supernatural power is too terrifying; it can actually burn away the soul and detach the possessing body—it's simply unheard of.

Li Chenzhou remained unmoved, and with another flick of his sleeve, divine light surged within the gate.

"Stop! I'm willing to exchange the Demon Emperor's Ancient Scripture for... Ah!"

Amidst the mournful howls, a beam of azure light shot out from between Pang Bo's brows, only to be enveloped by the divine light of the portal, hissing and then extinguished completely.

Pang Bo, who had been trapped in the Xun position, was terrified and filled with lingering fear.

The wisp of green light in front of the Five-Colored Ancient Palace almost made him lose himself... If Li Chenzhou hadn't intervened, he would no longer be himself.

Thinking of this, Pang Bo felt both grateful and guilty.

Li Chenzhou has been delayed for so long because of him, but Yao Guang and the Ji family will never let this go.

Every moment you linger increases the risk of being killed.

The gate gradually calmed down and eventually fell silent.

With a thought, Li Chenzhou withdrew his supernatural powers.

Pang Bo staggered to the ground, looking disheveled, but his eyes were filled with the excitement of surviving a disaster.

"The ship sank... thank goodness for you."

Li Chenzhou stood still, without responding.

The two people beside him cast questioning glances, only to see him look up at the sky, his eyes flashing with a divine light.

It's here, and I let out a silent sigh.

If he had been given just three more breaths, perhaps he could have escaped... but in the end, he was just a fraction of a second too late.

He was indifferent to worldly affairs, but not heartless.

Having shared life and death with Ye and Pang over these past days, they were already people he could entrust his back to.

He did not want to see them suffer undeserved calamities at the very beginning of their cultivation, as it was meaningless.

boom!

Divine light tore through the sky, mountains collapsed, rocks pierced the clouds, and the earth trembled as if about to collapse.

Two aged figures broke through the void and arrived. The gale could not even touch their clothes. Their eyes were filled with a murderous intent that surged like a real force, enveloping the surrounding area.

Without uttering a word, Li Chenzhou flicked his finger, and a wisp of rainbow light, flowing like a rosy cloud, propelled Ye Fan and Pang Bo into the distance. This was a protective technique he had developed on his own, capable of protecting people from afar.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, all the peaks were shattered, and the dust and noise obscured the sky.

Nothing can survive the wrath of two powerful figures.

"you--"

An old man stood in mid-air, looking down at Li Chenzhou, his voice as cold as ice cracking in a deep abyss:

"Have you decided how you want to die?"

The other person was consumed by grief and rage, his divine power surging, causing the void to crack and crumble.

"My grandson was so gentle and obedient... He wanted to search your soul, why did you refuse? Why did you resist? Why did you kill him? Why didn't you just die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the colossal hand that seemed to reach the sky crashed down.

It was as if the sky were collapsing and the earth were about to overturn, trying to capture the white-clad figure below and torture him in every way possible until his soul was destroyed.

Li Chenzhou remained calm, but his eyes shone with divine light.

He suddenly stood up, his imposing presence like ten thousand mountains rising from the ground, piercing straight into the sky.

Then, he took a step down.

Boom!

The earth shook violently, and a deafening roar ripped through the sky.

A dazzling divine light burst forth from beneath his feet, causing the earth to tremble violently.

In an instant, countless sand and stones shot into the sky, rocks collapsed, and the earth shook.

The entire hill collapsed with a single step he took.

Just as the dust and smoke rose into the sky, Li Chenzhou burst forth.

A strong wind tore through the sky, and the white-clad figure danced wildly in the wind.

He suddenly raised his palm, his knuckles cracking like thunder, his palm prints flashing as various hand seals flowed, ultimately transforming into a fist strike that swept across the sky—

Havoc in Heaven!

Rumble!

The intent of the fist soared into the sky, like a vast ocean overturning, sweeping away all the dust and smoke.

This punch was domineering and arrogant, lawless, as if it wanted to pierce a hole in the Nine Heavens!

"This is……?"

In the distance, the eyes of the great figure from Yao Guang suddenly narrowed.

However, before he could react, Li Chenzhou's punching style suddenly changed.

That unbridled arrogance instantly subsided, transforming into an incomparably solemn atmosphere.

In a daze, within the spiritual perception of the great figure Yao Guang, a towering ancient gate suddenly descended, separating the celestial beings from the immortals.

Nantianmen!

It is no longer an illusory martial intent, but has transformed into rules and boundaries, stretching across the world.

This side of the door is the mortal realm, and the other side is the immortal realm. The door itself is an inviolable law of heaven, and an aura of judgment and ending permeates the air.

"bluff!"

The powerful figure from Yaoguang suppressed the suffocating feeling in his heart, his eyes blazing with even greater rage.

He erupted once more amidst the raging gales in the sky, his body inverted, head down and feet up, his palm prints intertwined with blazing divine fire, hundreds of feet away, fiercely slamming towards that gate of rules.

He will use his absolute divine power to shatter this ridiculous "divine law".

boom!

Before the fist and palm even met, the momentum was already as explosive as a thunderclap.

Li Chenzhou's black hair danced wildly, and his blood and qi roared like a dragon.

The havoc in Heaven was merely the beginning, an outpouring of rage, and the prelude to breaking the rules.

But the South Heavenly Gate is the end!

It is the embodiment of rules, the execution of judgments.

It represents that boundaries cannot be overstepped, and that everything under the gate has its destiny, and those who defy it will be punished by heaven.

He used the pretext of causing chaos to ultimately reveal the rules of judgment shaped by his own will.

The heart is the gate of the spirit, defining the inner and outer worlds; the lungs are the gate of the qi, holding the power of life and death.

The heart and lungs interact, and qi and blood act as a guide, transforming the ironclad laws of heaven and revealing the majesty of the Southern Heavenly Gate.

boom!

Li Chenzhou's hand, transformed into the "Heavenly Guillotine," drew a line, judging immortals and gods, and collided violently with the divine power of the great figure Yao Guang.

In an instant, boundless divine light burst forth from Li Chenzhou's palm.

The light was not blazing; instead, it exuded a dignified and awe-inspiring aura.

A stern and imposing will permeated the air, freezing the surrounding atmosphere and causing the temperature to plummet, as if even heaven and earth had to bow down to this will.

As the shockwave subsided, the sand and stones seemed to be restrained by law, no longer flying wildly, but becoming orderly, like ministers paying homage to the Heavenly Emperor, solemn and silent.

"Is this... the will of Heaven's laws?"

The important figure from the Ji family felt a sudden heaviness around him, as if an invisible shackle had been placed upon him, and in his spiritual perception, it seemed as if a majestic heavenly gate stood tall.

The door is engraved with endless Dao patterns, judging all things and defining the boundaries between immortals and mortals.

That was not simply murderous intent, but a more profound and instinctively awe-inspiring power of rules.

The divine sense of the Dragon Transformation Realm allowed him to better understand the Daoist meaning contained in this fist technique.

That fist intent transcends ordinary killing and is almost an evolutionary rule.

The martial art is imbued with spiritual power; its purpose is no longer to harm people, but to carry out punishment on behalf of Heaven.

He had no doubt that if this young man's path to enlightenment continued, and he found a divine material in the future, he would be able to forge this kind of intention into a weapon, which would immediately intertwine the Dao and reason.

Even bystanders felt the oppressive aura, as if they were in prison; the powerful figures of Yaoguang, who were directly under the pressure, felt it a thousand times more intensely.

He felt as if he were not facing a boy, but rather the will of the entire sky.

A vast force of rules pressed down, to judge his words and deeds, to determine his guilt, and to strip him of his power.

He seemed to have become a sinful immortal who had violated the heavenly rules, pushed onto the execution platform under the South Heavenly Gate, surrounded by heavenly soldiers and generals, coldly watching him, and above him was the merciless guillotine that judged his fate.

strict!

Solemn!

Supreme!

Under the suppression of this rule of will, his divine power became sluggish, as if heaven and earth no longer recognized his Dao.

A surge of emotion and awe, originating from the depths of his soul, welled up within him, almost causing his fighting spirit to crumble.

"Arrogant! You think you're qualified to act as God's representative in punishing evil?"

The extreme pressure ignited the boundless rage of the great figure from Yao Guang. He suppressed the palpitations in his heart, his eyes flashing with divine light, and let out a roar:

"Even Heaven cannot punish me!"

With a roar, he pushed the Primordial Chaos Light Holy Technique to its limit, attempting to break the constraints of the rules with absolute power.

boom!

The holy light burst forth like the first explosion of the universe, striving to push aside the omnipresent suppression of the rules.

His holy art, like the blazing sun, shattered all laws, and fiercely blasted towards the "Heavenly Gate" in the darkness, aiming to break the rules with force.

"Breaking the law with force? Even force has its limits when it comes to the rules."

Li Chenzhou's state of mind was as lofty and indifferent as the heavens.

His mind seemed to have merged with that invisible "South Heavenly Gate," becoming the rule itself.

Looking down at the "Sinful Immortal," all the struggles, the trajectory of all the power, and even the slightest disharmony between his divine power and the laws of heaven and earth, are reflected in his "heart lake."

This palm strike was no longer a simple attack; it had invoked the power of the rules.

The palm strike landed as if the Southern Heavenly Gate had been suddenly opened, unleashing divine punishment.

All things in the world operate according to rules, and even the most powerful divine forces are still within those rules.

And since it's within the rules—

Then it can be defined!

Then they can be judged!

boom!

It exploded in mid-air with a deafening roar, and the shockwave, visible to the naked eye, spread wildly in all directions.

The surging divine power collided with Li Chenzhou's fist energy.

Amidst the raging energy turbulence, facing the domineering holy light capable of shattering mountains and splitting rocks, and the overwhelming killing intent of the great figure Yao Guang, Li Chenzhou wielded his sword like divine punishment, without the slightest hesitation.

Its trajectory was mysterious and unpredictable, seemingly transcending time and space, and it even passed through the barrier of divine power, as if it were not bound by the laws of this place.

With the will to judge and end, it crashed down on the neck of the great Yao Guang.

"roar!"

In that life-or-death moment, the great man of Yaoguang demonstrated the decisiveness honed through countless battles.

When the blade was about to strike him, he neither dodged nor evaded; instead, his shoulder blade suddenly sank, and his neck snapped backward at an almost broken angle.

He actually used his left shoulder, which was harder than refined gold, to meet Li Chenzhou's decisive palm strike head-on.

At the same time, his berserk holy light spell, with a tragic momentum of mutual destruction, slammed into Li Chenzhou's chest and abdomen.

Trade wounds for wounds, fight life for life!

Sizzle—!

The skin was torn and the bones were broken, the sound was deafening, and blood spurted out.

Immediately afterwards, a deep, muffled bang exploded, like a heavy hammer striking a primordial war drum.

Two figures, one above and one below, were sent flying backwards.

"That young man... actually withstood a direct confrontation with the Hunyuan Yaoguang Technique!"