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

Chapter 73 The Great Powers and Saints Launch a Counterattack Against the Fire Domain!

The vortex of flames began to shrink.

Those transparent flames were forcibly pulled in from all directions, like rivers flowing into the sea, surging towards the Ship of Creation.

The boat trembled slightly, yet remained steadily suspended in place, allowing the immortal fire, powerful enough to incinerate even a supreme being, to surge in.

With each wisp of immortal fire that surged in, the chaotic color inside the boat became one degree more intense.

Those initially projected illusory images of stars began to solidify, as if they were truly evolving into a miniature starry universe within this small boat.

Transparent flames continued to pour in, causing the Creation Ship to tremble more violently. Inside the ship, the condensing star-like phantoms began to slowly rotate along some mysterious trajectory.

Having absorbed some of the immortal fire, Li Qingshan could sense that the small boat was undergoing a fundamental transformation.

It is taking the most crucial step from being a supreme artifact to the threshold of a true imperial artifact.

"Almost there!"

Li Qingshan opened his eyes, his gaze falling on the immortal fire that was still surging around him.

Nearly 30% of the transparent flames on the tenth level of the Fire Domain have been drawn away, but the remaining 70% are still burning without any sign of weakening.

This immortal fire has existed here for countless millennia, its foundation is incredibly profound. To refine it completely at the current speed would probably take a very long time.

"Then let's put in even more effort."

Li Qingshan took a deep breath, and the 1.23 million activated particles within his body simultaneously erupted with even stronger light.

The power of devouring suddenly increased several times!

boom!!!

The entire tenth level of the Fire Domain was in an uproar.

Those transparent flames that had been slowly surging forward now surged forth like a river bursting its banks, pouring wildly towards the Ship of Creation.

The illusory images of stars inside the ship solidified and multiplied at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, the outlines of thirty-six stars had appeared.

Thirty-six, forty-nine, seventy-two, eighty-one —

Each time the illusory image of a star solidified, the ship would tremble once. The amplitude of the tremors grew larger and the frequency increased, until finally they almost merged into one, transforming into a continuous roar.

Outside, above the fiery domain.

The sky, which was originally a deep red, suddenly showed a strange phenomenon.

Transparent flames shot up from the depths of the fire domain, coalescing into a massive image high in the sky.

A ship of chaotic colors is struggling to move forward in the boundless ocean of immortal fire, its bow pointing towards the unknown distance, as if searching for something.

Celestial flames filled the sky, and boats crossed the river.

In the center of the image, four blurry characters slowly emerged, flickering uncertainly in the flames:

Where is the other shore?

This phenomenon was so grand that within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles, every cultivator with cultivation could clearly sense the intense fluctuations originating from the depths of the Fire Domain.

Primordial Ancient Mine.

In the deepest, dormant land, several ancient wills awakened almost simultaneously.

"That Holy Body again?"

A detached voice rang out, tinged with obvious displeasure, "It's only been a short while since things calmed down, and you've already stirred up trouble again."

"Judging by the direction, it's over there in the Fire Domain."

Another cold will spoke up, "That immortal fire has existed for countless millennia, and it's said to have incinerated beings suspected of being 'immortals.' How dare he set his sights on that thing?"

"How dare a mere Holy Body be so arrogant?"

The third will sneered, its voice filled with undisguised contempt, "Anyone who didn't know better would think he'd already attained Emperorhood!"

After a brief silence, the indifferent will that had spoken first resounded again: "Should we make a move?"

The question was asked very casually, as if discussing a trivial matter.

But after he finished speaking, no one responded immediately.

After a moment, the icy will slowly spoke: "We both know a little about the background of that immortal flame. You should all remember the spectacle it caused when it fell from beyond the realm. If its very essence has been touched—"

It didn't finish its sentence, but the meaning was already clear.

What if something happened to that thing itself, and the Holy Body just happened to appear?

"If he can truly subdue that immortal fire—"

The third will suddenly stopped halfway through its speech.

There was no need for him to finish speaking; everyone present understood what he meant.

That immortal fire has existed for countless millennia. If someone can truly subdue it, that person's strength has probably exceeded their previous assessment.

"Let's take another look."

The indifferent will finally concluded, "If he truly succeeds, we may need to keep a close eye on him on the path to immortality. If he fails, he will be nothing more than an arrogant ant."

The ancient mine has fallen silent once more.

But every awakened will sent out a wisp of perception, locking onto the direction of the Fire Domain from afar.

The Ocean of Reincarnation.

In that Jedi Core, composed of endless spatial fragments and temporal turbulence, several wills were also exchanging messages.

"This Holy Body is much more capable of causing trouble than the previous ones."

A voice, seemingly emanating from an ancient glacier, rang out, its tone tinged with amusement.

"First he summoned the Emperor's Tribulation to kill the Overlord Body, then he went to Mars to provoke that thing, and now he's messing with this Immortal Flame—does he think he has too much time on his hands?"

"It may not be a bad thing."

Another, even older voice chimed in, "The more he stirs things up, the more he exposes. If he really has any trump cards up his sleeve, they'll be revealed sooner or later. If he's just bluffing, then he's nothing to worry about!"

"That celestial fire—"

The initial voice paused, as if considering its words, "I always feel something is wrong. When that thing fell back then, I sensed it from afar once. That aura is vaguely similar to this strange phenomenon today."

"You mean, it might not be the sacred body, but rather that thing awakened on its own?"

"It's just speculation."

The aged voice slowly said, "That immortal fire has been dormant for too long. Its sudden movement may not be the work of that sacred body. If it is truly the awakening of that thing's essence, we need to prepare as soon as possible."

silence.

A moment later, the original voice rang out again: "Keep watching. Whether it's the Holy Body or that thing, there will be a result eventually."

Xianling.

Deep within several ancient tombs, a similar will is awakening.

"This sacred body is becoming more and more interesting."

A slightly hoarse voice rang out, "First he summoned the Emperor's Tribulation to slaughter the Overlord's Body, then he went to Mars, and now he dares to tamper with the Immortal Flame. Is he planning to wreak havoc on every place he can?"

"Just youthful impetuosity."

Another voice scoffed, "Does he really think he can run rampant in this universe just because he can kill a few Overlords? If that Immortal Flame could be so easily subdued, it would have been taken long ago. Why would he have a chance?"

"That being said, he certainly has some talent to have gotten this far."

The hoarse voice paused, "And have you noticed that every time he makes a move, he chooses places where cause and effect are deeply intertwined? The Emperor's Tribulation was in the Ruins of Return, Mars has the seal left by that thing, and now it's the Immortal Flame—"

"You mean, he did it intentionally?"

"It may not have been intentional, but it at least shows that this person is indeed somewhat unusual."

The hoarse voice spoke slowly, "This kind of person is either incredibly lucky, or—he has ulterior motives!"

This conjecture silenced the other wills for a moment.

Is there ulterior motive?

"Let's wait and see."

Finally, the hoarse voice concluded, "If he can forge that ship, he'll be worth a second glance on his path to immortality."

The wills deep within the forbidden zone reached a consensus, each withdrawing their senses and returning to slumber.

But those gazes cast upon the fiery domain were ultimately different from those directed at "ants" before.

At this moment, the area outside the Fire Domain was in complete chaos.

The image of that giant ship stretching across the sky was truly astonishing.

Immortal flames surged, a boat lay across the other shore, and several large characters flickered on and off, clearly visible to any cultivator with eyes within a million miles.

"What is that? Has a celestial treasure been born?"

"Strange phenomena are occurring deep within the fiery domain; a great treasure must be about to be unearthed!"

"Quickly, send a message back to the Holy Land! Something terrible has happened in the Fire Domain!"

"A powerful figure in the clan is nearby; send a message immediately!"

Streaks of divine light shot into the sky from all directions, hurtling toward the Fire Domain.

The first to arrive were cultivators from several major sects in the vicinity, followed by disciples from various holy lands, and then those lone, independent cultivators.

In less than an hour, the sky outside the Fire Domain was crowded with densely packed figures, roughly several thousand people, and the number was still increasing.

In the void, ancient chariots rumbled across the sky, signaling the arrival of a holy lord from a sacred land.

Someone piloted a golden divine ship that broke through the sky. Standing at the bow were several elderly men whose auras were as deep and profound as a bottomless abyss. They were the elders of an ancient family.

Further away, a monstrous demonic aura suddenly rose, followed by a streak of azure light that arrived from the horizon and landed at the forefront of the crowd.

He was a young man dressed in a blue robe, with delicate features, bright eyes, and a dense aura of blue demonic energy surrounding him.

The first supreme powerhouse to appear was the Peacock King!

"It's the Peacock King, he's here too!"

Someone gasped and instinctively took a few steps back.

The Peacock King completely ignored the awe-inspiring gazes around him, simply looking up at the enormous scene in the sky with a slight frown.

"That ship—"

He muttered to himself, seemingly lost in thought, but ultimately said nothing more.

Just then, a strange fluctuation suddenly came from the distant horizon.

The fluctuation was neither an overbearing pressure nor a sharp killing intent, but an extremely gentle, life-giving aura, like a spring breeze.

Everyone instinctively looked in the direction of the sound and saw a bright green light rapidly approaching in the eastern sky.

As the light drew closer, everyone could see that it was actually the phantom of an enormous ancient tree.

Ancient trees reach for the sky, their branches gnarled and twisted, their leaves lush and verdant, casting dappled green light.

Wherever the green light passed, phantoms of grass and trees appeared out of thin air, growing, flowering, and bearing fruit, only to wither away again in a continuous cycle.

Beneath the ancient tree, a figure stood with his hands behind his back.

He was a middle-aged man, tall and handsome, with snow-white hair that reached his waist.

He wore a simple blue robe, surrounded by a faint green halo, and held a branch with newly sprouted buds in his hand.

Most strangely, within three feet of him, various flowers and plants appeared out of thin air and disappeared, as if he himself were a moving garden.