Covering the Sky: A Guide to Proving the Dao Without Cheats

Before the words were finished, a middle-aged man dressed in hemp clothing slowly walked out from the stone forest.

Although his movements were fluid and natural, his face was unusually wooden, his eyes were empty and lifeless, and his body exuded a strange and discordant aura.

Elder Liu's eyes flashed, and he took a few steps forward.

He didn't make a move, but instead used a secret method to transmit his voice to the middle-aged man in hemp clothing and said something to him.

After listening for a while, the middle-aged man in hemp clothing suddenly trembled, then glanced at Elder Liu with his empty eyes before transforming into a streak of light and soaring into the distance.

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Thousands of miles away, in a secluded valley.

Hua Yunfei sat cross-legged, with a guqin placed in front of him. His fingers were lightly touching the strings when the music suddenly became disordered.

He took a deep breath, his trembling hands gently pressing down on the still slightly vibrating strings, and murmured softly:

"It's you... Holy Son of Yao Guang... Heh..."

"I haven't even become a resource yet, and you've already died... The new Holy Son of Yao Guang, huh? Fine, I'll wait for you."

After speaking, Hua Yunfei picked up the ancient zither and slowly disappeared into the valley.

It turns out that Elder Liu's telepathic message not only revealed Hua Yunfei's identity as the successor of the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, but also indicated his own status within the Ruthless Man's lineage. He even stated that the former Holy Son of Yao Guang was a divine embryo who cultivated the Undying Heaven Art—but he is now dead.

The new Holy Son, Luo Heng, wasn't very interested in the previous method of nurturing a divine embryo with a demonic body, so Hua Yunfei was freed.

This was an incredible surprise for Hua Yunfei, who was determined to escape the fate of being born with a demonic fetus.

He never wanted to cultivate the Devouring Heaven Demon Art; he only wished to spend his days with his zither. All that had happened before was due to coercion.

Now that he knew he was temporarily free, he naturally lost interest in Ye Fan and left gracefully.

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The sixth fire domain is called "Purple Qi Comes from the East".

The flames here are not like ordinary raging fires, but rather resemble swirling purple mist, hazy and mysterious.

In the center of the mist, a figure sat cross-legged. Wisps of purple energy were drawn into the sea of ​​bitterness and refined by him, while on the ground three feet in front of him, an ancient Bodhi seed was emitting a faint glow, quietly separating the surrounding purple flames.

It was Ye Fan who stayed here for eight days.

"As expected of the primordial energy of all things... even with such intense heat, it still cannot take shape..."

He gazed at the irregularly flowing primordial energy in the sea of ​​bitterness and sighed softly.

Suddenly, his eyes sharpened, and he quickly put away the Bodhi seeds on the ground, then turned and fled into the depths of the fire domain.

For the next half day, he constantly changed his position and concealed his presence in the sixth layer of fire domain until he was finally forced to the boundary between the sixth and seventh layers.

Ye Fan glanced at the terrifying multicolored mist in the seventh layer of the fire domain and gripped the Bodhi seed in his hand tightly.

I wonder if this thing can protect me on the seventh floor... If it really can't, I'll just have to take a gamble.

Thinking this, he withdrew his gaze and looked towards the sixth level of the fire domain.

Before long, the two figures safely stepped into the sixth level of the fire domain, which was powerful enough to incinerate even great figures.

Upon seeing the person's face clearly, Ye Fan's pupils constricted slightly.

The newcomers were an old man and a young girl. The young girl was none other than Weiwei, her senior sister from Lingxu Cave Heaven.

Above her head hung a seven-story, crystalline gray tower, its surface emitting rays of light that completely shut out the surrounding purple haze.

The old man in black was even more terrifying—he didn't use any magical artifacts, but with his own cultivation alone, he kept the surrounding purple flames at bay.

"Junior Brother Ye, it's been a long time."

Vivi smiled and spoke.

Ye Fan remained outwardly calm, but his mind raced with thoughts.

"Senior Sister Weiwei? It's you! How did you find this place?"

Weiwei smiled and said, "I have come on the orders of the Holy Son of Yaoguang to invite you to the Yaoguang Holy Land as a guest."

Upon hearing this, a barely perceptible hint of aloofness and wariness flashed across Ye Fan's face. He said calmly, "I have no prior acquaintance with the Holy Son of Yao Guang. There's no need for me to be a guest."

Vivi's smile suddenly took on a playful tinge: "Really don't know each other? The Holy Son asked me to pass on a message to you—'A drop of kindness deserves a spring of gratitude.'"

Ye Fan's expression suddenly turned somewhat strange, and he hesitated before asking, "Who is your Holy Son...?"

Weiwei smiled slightly: "Luo Heng."

Hearing this name, even someone as composed as Ye Fan couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity. Yet, the code was undoubtedly Luo Heng's.

Back when the three of them were in Lingxu Cave, Luo Heng suggested that each of them set up a secret code.

According to him, there are countless extraordinary skills and techniques in the cultivation world, and it is hard to guarantee that there are ways to change one's appearance and impersonate others. A secret code is needed so that people can recognize each other in the future and can also be used as a means of transmitting messages.

Luo Heng's code was "A drop of kindness deserves a spring of gratitude," while Pang Bo's was "Heavenly King covers the Earth Tiger."

As for Ye Fan's line, it was Luo Heng who came up with it for him, and it sounded a bit abrupt—"Mount Tai stops Mercedes-Benz."

Therefore, it seems that only Luo Heng and Pang Bo knew this code.

Pang Bo was currently trapped among the demons... so the only one who could have said those words was Luo Heng himself.

Even so, he still found it hard to believe.

You should know that the group came to the Beidou cultivation world together. Now, he is being chased like a stray dog, while Luo Heng has already become the Holy Son of Yao Guang.

"Luo Heng...?" Ye Fan took a deep breath, "How is he now?"

"The Holy Son is well. Due to certain circumstances, he has now become the Holy Son of Yao Guang," Weiwei replied simply. "He invites you back to the Holy Land for a talk, saying he has important matters to discuss."

Ye Fan remained silent.

He trusted Luo Heng, but he didn't have much trust in Weiwei, and he was quite wary of the Yao Guang Holy Land.

After the incident at the Bronze Immortal Palace, he had already seen through the true nature of these holy land families.

"Since Luo Heng has invited me, I will certainly go. However, I am currently at a critical stage in refining my weapon, so it will not be too late to go after it is completed."

As Ye Fan spoke, he glanced at the old man in black beside him, his divine power already circulating within him, ready to break through at any moment.

He had already made up his mind: he would leave this place first and go out to inquire.

If Luo Heng truly became the Holy Son of Yao Guang, such a significant matter could not be kept secret. If it is true, it will not be too late to contact Luo Heng later—at this moment, he absolutely does not want to leave the Fire Domain with these two.

Upon hearing this, Weiwei was about to speak when Elder Liu beside her gave a cold snort.

Ye Fan felt a sudden dizziness, and when he came to his senses, his body was completely imprisoned. Even the divine power in the Sea of ​​Bitterness was like being trapped in quagmire, and he could not mobilize it at all.

Feeling his body weaken, Ye Fan's heart sank. The old man in black was far stronger than Ji Hui, who had been chasing him before—he hadn't even had time to react before he was completely subdued.

"Hmph, the Holy Son extended a warm invitation, yet you made excuses and refused, showing no gratitude." Elder Liu's voice was calm, but carried an invisible pressure.

"Elder Liu, stop!" Weiwei urgently stopped them. "The Holy Son instructed that we must invite him with proper courtesy."

Elder Liu glanced at her: "I merely wish to fulfill the Holy Son's command. If the Holy Son blames me upon our return to the Holy Land, I will accept the punishment."

Weiwei's expression turned solemn, and she activated the gray tower above her head with all her might. An even more terrifying pressure than Elder Liu's earlier aura suddenly descended.

Feeling the oppressive aura, Ye Fan, who was imprisoned, was even more shocked.

At this moment, Weiwei's expression was serious, and she said, word by word, "Elder Liu, the Holy Son decrees—to treat him with courtesy."