Covering the Heavens: Fishing for the Heavens Starting from the Great Accomplished Holy Body

"Cangming!"

Kungu's eyes widened in horror. He had just escaped from that eerie "fishing rod" when he saw his companion trapped in the black net.

He roared and charged at Li Qingshan again, his dragon head spewing out a destructive purplish-black beam of light, while his white tiger claws intertwined to create claw shadows that tore the heavens and earth apart.

Xuanming also forcibly stopped spinning, steadied himself, and his eyes flashed with blood-red light.

He went completely mad, not only urging his ancestral body to pounce forward, but also slamming his fist on his chest.

With a whoosh, he spat out a mouthful of blood essence, which, mixed with the source of his domineering blood, rapidly burned and evolved in the air, transforming into a dark purple battle axe phantom entwined with endless vengeful spirits and malevolent energy!

This is the mark of his natal weapon, the Emperor-Slaying Axe, which he cultivated with his life.

Although it did not possess the full power of the weapon itself, it was still incredibly powerful when activated by essence blood and origin. It carried a curse-like aura that seemed to be specifically designed to attack the Holy Body, and it slashed down towards Li Qingshan!

Despite Kun Gu's frenzied attacks and Xuan Ming's desperate battle axe strikes, Li Qingshan remained unmoved.

He held the Heaven-Severing Pole in his left hand, and with a light touch of the tip of the pole, ripples spread out, "severing" and "diverting" Kun Gu's purple-black light pillar and the countless claw shadows, dissolving them into nothingness.

At the same time, his figure flickered like a ghost, his right hand forming a sword with fingers together, the true meaning of the Grass Sword Technique condensed at his fingertips, and he pointed a finger at the illusory image of the falling Saint-Slaying Axe.

A flash of green light appeared at the fingertip, which then transformed into an unparalleled sharpness that could cleave through galaxies and sever time!

Ding!

A crisp, clear sound rang out, as if two pieces of divine metal were colliding.

The phantom of the Saint-Slaying Axe trembled violently, and most of the vengeful spirits and malevolent energy entwined on it were instantly annihilated by the pure and sharp sword intent of the grass character. The phantom itself also dimmed considerably.

Xuanming coughed up blood again, his soul and spirit damaged.

But he acted like a madman, ignoring his injuries, and forcefully activated the dim phantom of the battle axe to desperately block Li Qingshan's sword finger.

Just then, a strange and ruthless glint flashed in Cangming's eyes as he was tightly bound by the Sky-Shielding Net and seemed powerless to struggle.

He suddenly opened his mouth and spat out something.

It was an old-fashioned black pottery jar covered in cracks, its mouth sealed with some kind of bone plug.

He struggled to twist his bound neck, using his chin and the remaining phoenix wings for assistance, and managed to loosen the bone plug.

Then, without hesitation, he pointed the jar at his mouth and poured it out.

A stream of crimson liquid, as bright and dazzling as a sunset, yet carrying a desolate and tragic air, flowed from the jar. Although only a small amount remained, Cangming swallowed it in one gulp.

boom!!!

The moment he swallowed the crimson liquid, Cangming's aura exploded like a powder keg that had been ignited.

The dark purple aura of his body was instantly stained with a layer of blood red, and his aura surged wildly, becoming much stronger than when he was at his peak.

The net binding him groaned under its own weight, its dark light flashing violently, and even tiny cracks appeared on the net's lines!

"It's devouring holy blood and trying to burn its primordial spirit?!"

Li Qingshan caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye.

Especially when he sensed the familiar, vast aura within that crimson liquid, an aura that resonated even in his blood, his usually calm and gentle gaze turned utterly cold for the first time, chilling to the bone.

That aura was of the same origin as the original essence and blood of the Ancient Sacred Body within him back then.

It belonged to a truly accomplished ancient holy body, but ended up dying in the starry sky and being hunted down!

The Overlord Body hunts down the Holy Body, drinks its blood, refines its marrow, and uses the enemy's blood to hone its own body, even forging evil weapons.

This is the deep-seated hatred and sin flowing in the bloodlines of two supreme constitutions!

"You all deserve to die!"

Li Qingshan's icy voice echoed through the void; he held nothing back anymore.

With a thought, the million divine particles that had been lit up in his body resonated and operated wildly at an unprecedented frequency.

He activated the supreme secret rooted in the core of the microparticles, originating from the "Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Force"—microparticle transformation into an image, suppressing the prison and supporting the sky!

"roar!"

A deep, resonant sound, seemingly emanating from the primordial chaos, shook the shattered void.

Behind Li Qingshan, a illusory image of a chaotic god whose magnificence could not be described in words suddenly appeared!

This divine elephant treads on nothingness, yet it seems to tread upon countless meridians, causing the galaxy to tremble.

Its head is vast and boundless, its nose is like a pillar of heaven, and when it rolls, it seems to be able to easily attract all the stars in the sky.

Its entire body was shrouded in chaotic energy, except for its two enormous eyes, as large as the sun and moon, which coldly looked down at the three ancestral bodies of the Overlords, with an indifference and majesty that surpassed all living beings.

On the surface of the divine elephant, countless tiny vortexes could be vaguely seen flowing, which were the projections of millions of divine particles, absorbing and refining all external energy and Dao principles.

This is not a simple Dharma form, but rather an external manifestation of the power reaching a certain critical point after the fusion of Li Qingshan's "Microparticle Divine Treasury" system and the profound meaning of the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Force. It is an extension of his "Dao"!

The moment the divine image manifested, the first to be affected was Cangming, who had just broken free from the net that covered the sky and whose aura was violent due to the holy blood.

The enormous chaotic elephant merely lowered its head slightly, its trunk, like a pillar of heaven, casually curling up.

Cangming felt the surrounding space and time freeze instantly. His claw attacks and wing slashes, which he unleashed with burning blood flames, were as fragile as a child's toy in front of the chaotic elephant trunk.

Before the elephant's trunk even arrived, a terrifying aura that could suppress hell and obliterate all laws descended, causing the rampaging domineering blood and holy blood within his body to momentarily halt.

"No!"

Amidst a terrified roar, the trunk of the Chaos Elephant swept across lightly.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, but Cangming's thousand-foot-tall ancestral body was crushed as if by an invisible giant millstone.

From the point of contact, flesh, bones, shell, and burning purplish-red blood and qi were all transformed into the finest and most fundamental particle streams, which were instantly swallowed and refined by the countless tiny vortexes on the chaotic elephant trunk!

In the blink of an eye, Cangming, who had been so aggressive just moments before, completely disappeared.

Only a fist-sized mass of life essence and fragments of the Great Dao, forcibly extracted and interwoven with purple and red, remained, enveloped in chaotic energy and suspended in the void.

This horrifying scene struck Kungu, who was charging forward frantically, and Xuanming, who was determined to fight to the death, like a thunderbolt. Boundless fear instantly overwhelmed their anger and fighting spirit.

escape!

We must escape!

This is not a contest at all; it is the despair of ants facing the heavens.

Kun Gu forcibly reversed the burning blood and qi, even at the cost of causing more serious Dao injuries. His ancestral body twisted, about to tear through the void and escape.

Xuanming was utterly horrified. Dragging his heavily injured body, he transformed into a snake and wildly thrashed about in the opposite direction.

"It's too late to leave now!"

Li Qingshan's voice was calm and even, as if he were simply stating a fact.

Driven by his thoughts, the towering, chaotic divine phantom made a perfectly natural movement that sent the fleeing Kun Gu and Xuan Ming utterly terrified.

It raised its trunk, which seemed to be formed from endless laws of nature, and gently flicked it in the direction the two had fled.

hum!

As the elephant trunk swung, the "Sky-Splitting Pole," which had been hovering beside Li Qingshan and was ready to strike, suddenly transformed into a streak of blue light and merged into the illusory image of the elephant trunk that had been flung out.

The next instant, two thin, transparent "fishing lines," seemingly not existing in this dimension, shot out from the tip of the elephant's trunk!

At the tip of each fishing line, there is a tiny, almost imperceptible, yet illusory "hook" that exudes an aura that can freeze the soul.

These two fishing lines ignored the distance and exceeded the speed at which the two were escaping, as if their trajectory had been predetermined, just as Kun Gu and Xuan Ming were about to disappear into the spatial rift.

Swish!

Swish!

With unparalleled precision, it simultaneously "hooked" into the core of their ancestral body!

"Ugh!"

Kun Gu and Xuan Ming were violently shaken, feeling that all their strength, blood and energy, and even their momentum to escape were firmly "hooked" by that small fishing hook, making them unable to move even an inch, and even self-destruction became a luxury.

They were like two giant fish with fishing lines piercing their gills and hanging in the air, struggling in vain, only to make the invisible "fishing lines" taut even more.

The trunk of the illusory Chaos Elephant slowly retracted.

As the elephant's trunk moved, the two fishing lines that pierced through the void also contracted, forcibly "dragging" Kungu and Xuanming back from their escape state.

No matter how much they burned their essence, how much they roared and struggled, it was all in vain.

In the blink of an eye, the two enormous ancestral bodies of the Overlord were dragged in front of the Chaos God Elephant, like lambs to the slaughter.

At this moment, Li Qingshan took a step forward, faintly overlapping with the towering, chaotic divine elephant phantom behind him.

His blood and qi surged like a boiling starry sea, and the blurry phantom of the chaotic divine elephant behind him became more solid.

Above it stood a figure of an emperor, his feet treading on a shattered starry river, his head radiating the heavens, one hand seemingly holding an invisible fishing rod, and his body draped in a hazy, dark imperial robe formed from a net that covered the sky.

Following Li Qingshan's true form, the Dharma Image slowly opened its palms toward Kun Gu and Xuan Ming, who were hooked by the fishing line and unable to move.

"Refine".

A single word uttered carries the weight of law.

Boundless qi and blood, along with the refining Dao principles of millions of particles, surged forth, transforming into an invisible furnace that completely submerged Kun Gu and Xuan Ming.

"No, spare me..."

The pleas and desperate screams came to an abrupt end.

Like the vast ocean, the two Great Accomplished Overlord Ancestral Bodies that once roamed the universe and dominated an era rapidly disintegrated and dissolved under the crushing force of that absolute power and the Great Dao.

All the violent, domineering blood and burning essence were forcibly stripped away, tempered, and purified.

In an instant, the dust settled.

The illusory image of the Chaos God and the Dharma Image of the Emperor slowly dissipated. Li Qingshan stood alone in the void, with two smaller but equally pure and dazzling purple Overlord Blood Origin and Dao Fragments floating in his palm.

The land of Guixu has returned to its deathly silence.