Covering the Heavens: Starting from the First Great Emperor

Chapter 115 Good Fortune
Xu Yuanming's fingertips began to gather the laws, and all the great Daos, along with destiny, blessed him.

He rode on divine light, the great river of destiny connecting the past and present, rushing forward to bombard the Buddha with all his might.

In a short period of time, there were thousands of clashes. Even the purple-robed quasi-immortal king, who was the most powerful in the formation, was no match for Xu Yuanming, let alone the great Buddha who was in charge of the formation.

The other three supreme immortals continuously bombarded the Bagua diagram with attacks.

虽然境界差了些，可是一旦五个人在一起将会提升不知多少，极为恐怖，不是那种1＋1＋1＋1＋1＝5那么简单。

At this level, even the slightest increase in strength makes a huge difference.

"Open it for me!"

The three outside focused all their power on one person, trying their best to disperse the surrounding chaotic energy.

"what……"

Within the Yin-Yang field, the Buddha's physical body grew weaker and weaker, seemingly on the verge of dissipating at any moment, while the Quasi-Immortal King inside coughed up large amounts of blood.

The power of those punches, one after another, was terrifying, already vaguely surpassing that of a Quasi-Immortal King.

That's terrifying! It's almost a miracle!

These successive blows all struck the Buddha's body squarely, leaving him no escape.

When fate reveals its will, you can only endure it. No matter who you are, everyone is equal before fate.

Without reaching the highest realm, fate remains unsolvable.

Otherwise, how could Xu Yuanming, who had only just entered his fifth life, have escaped from a genuine Celestial King?

Not far away, the purple-robed Quasi-Immortal King in the Bagua diagram, who was heavily injured, struggled to get up. Her injuries had truly reached their limit, and even taking immortal medicine was not enough. The damage caused by fate was simply immeasurable.

An ordinary quasi-immortal king would have been shattered long ago. If it weren't for the formation and that special armor, she would have died at Xu Yuanming's hands long ago.

The moment he stood up, the sky tilted to the northwest and the earth to the southeast, and a scarlet pupil opened in the distant sky.

These are the rules of the ruins!
Xu Yuan made it clear at this moment.

"No!"

With that sound, the golden light of the Buddha shattered into dust, turning back into light and returning to heaven and earth, leaving only the quasi-immortal king, whose entire body was in a terrible state, in the sky.

Without the protection of his Dharma body, this quasi-immortal king was as fragile as a piece of paper in Xu Yuanming's hands.

It was just three punches.

The first punch shattered the flesh.

The second punch, the primordial spirit is covered.

The third punch annihilates the true soul.

A quasi-immortal king was thus annihilated, body and soul, without any chance to fight back, and was suppressed and killed by Xu Yuanming.

The purple-robed Quasi-Immortal King witnessed everything, but it was all in vain. She was barely able to protect herself, and the power of fate was entangled with her, leaving her with no possibility of escape.

"I hate it!"

She let out a wail, wondering if this would have happened if she hadn't taken action back then, since she had no entanglement with Xu Yuanming in the past.

The three outside were still bombarding the area, trying to enter the Bagua diagram, but the Bagua diagram did not become weaker with the opponent's attacks; instead, it became even harder.

"kill!"

The immortal medicine within the purple-robed quasi-immortal king's body was restricted, preventing her from continuing to digest it. Now, she was like a trapped beast, with no other choice but to fight to the death.

Xu Yuanming's attacks grew increasingly fierce, utterly incomprehensible. His iron fists seemed to be the hardest thing in the world, and the quasi-immortal king's body, clad in strange armor, exploded.

"Reversing Yin and Yang".

He murmured softly and grabbed the purple-robed Quasi-Immortal King.

"He is devouring the Dao Fruit!"

The three people outside were shocked to see Xu Yuanming gradually becoming stronger.

No wonder the other party learned all the Great Dao of Yin Yang True Immortal in such a short time; it turns out that Xu Yuanming directly swallowed it!

Xu Yuanming is undergoing an astonishing transformation. He yearns for a great battle, hoping to use this opportunity to metamorphose, find the final path, and become a mortal immortal.

After killing two Quasi-Immortal Kings, flames rose from his body, and the five secret realms burned as he devoured flesh and blood like a wild beast that had been starving for days.

"run!"

This was the only thought remaining in the minds of the three remaining supreme immortals.

They were not trapped by Xu Yuanming; all they needed to do was escape to the deepest part of the three forbidden areas.

There were Celestial King level evolvers inside, the most powerful manifestations of rules in the ruins. Although they didn't react at all after such a great battle, they knew that once they got there, Xu Yuanming wouldn't be able to kill them.

They knew very well how big the gap was between a Quasi-Immortal King and an Immortal King.

Even the founder of the Heavenly Court couldn't do that.

Just as this thought crossed their minds, the group couldn't help but touch their necks.

At that moment, they noticed a line of blood flowing out.

After realizing it, the three felt relieved.

So we're already dead!
Fate kills without a trace.

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Xu Yuanming spent a thousand years thoroughly digesting the Dao fruits of these five people, and his progress in Dao cultivation was quite good.

After this battle, he had some ideas about the future. The Yin-Yang True Immortal's method was indeed good, but he didn't have any means to travel to the future.

At that moment, he suddenly realized that he had an avatar.

If you think about something, just do it. How will you know if you don't try?
Even if we fail, there's not much to lose.

Xu Yuanming immediately took action. He created an external avatar from one of his true souls and placed it as his 'future body' in various dimensions, speeding up time in those worlds.

In the blink of an eye, several eras came to an end.

In the year 9.8 million of the Heavenly Emperor's calendar, there was a world called the Great Yang Realm.

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"Fellow Daoist Xu, it's been a long time."

Fu Ling, accompanied by two friends, approached Xu Yuanming and greeted him with smiles.

"Her name is Lingyu, his name is Daozhen, and this is the Celestial Venerable of Destiny, Fellow Daoist Xu Yuanming."

Xu Yuanming nodded as he looked at the two people in front of him.

These two are quite strong. If they were born in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, they would surely attain the Heavenly Venerable realm. Unless an extraordinary being appears, few people would be their match.

"I've met... uh."

Dao Zhen didn't know how to speak. If they were to talk about realms, they were indeed the same, both at the pinnacle of the human realm. But in terms of strength, the Quasi-Immortal King's combat power was significant even in the Heavenly Court, making him their elder.

After pondering for a moment, Lingyu bowed and said, "Greetings, Senior Destiny."

Daozhen made the same gesture upon seeing this: "Greetings, Senior Destiny."

Xu Yuanming smiled and waved his hand, "No need for formalities." The two dared not be negligent in the slightest.

Fu Ling addressed Xu Yuanming as "fellow Daoist" because although there was a significant difference in their combat strength at the time, it wasn't impossible for them to meet, so they could be called "fellow Daoist."

They were different; when they first met Xu Yuanming, he was already capable of killing a quasi-immortal king.

Fu Ling simply smiled and didn't say anything more.

This relationship is indeed very complicated.

"Would you like to come with me to explore that land of wonders?"

Xu Yuanming's eyes burned with fervor as he looked at the Land of Creation not far away and laughed.

"Supreme Territory?"

Fu Ling followed his gaze and looked into the distance.

Xu Yuanming laughed and said, "It's the territory of a true immortal."

Fu Ling turned around and asked, "Are you going?"

Lingyu replied, "Go, why wouldn't I go?"

"how about you?"

Daozhen said, "Go."

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The Land of Creation, the Realm of Immortals.

The sky was blood-red, as if the curtain was about to fall at any moment.

In this small town, Xu Yuanming walked at the very front. Just as he stepped into the forbidden area, the sky darkened.

His figure gradually blurred, becoming indistinct, seemingly matching the shadowy wall.

And so, time passed little by little.

No one spoke; the situation was very strange.

There was no one, nothing out of the ordinary.

However, here, normalcy is the biggest abnormality.

At this moment, in an indescribable dim light, Fu Ling, Ling Yu, and Dao Zhen were in a daze. They suddenly realized that their primordial spirits seemed to be unstable.

This invisible force is terrifying, creeping in without your knowledge.

Xu Yuanming walked at the very front, shielding them from the greatest terror, but even that had its limits.

Beyond this place lies the ultimate destination, the land of immortal kings, the end of the forbidden zone, where only immortal kings can endure.

Xu Yuanming saw layers of mist spreading outwards, but he did not panic. As usual, he walked slowly and steadily forward.

The other three didn't see the mist; they simply followed Xu Yuanming as he walked forward.

Xu Yuanming was right in front of them, and with each step he took, his figure became more and more ethereal. Gradually, he seemed to disappear from everyone's sight.

The three looked at each other, and just as they were about to say something, they realized that each of them seemed to be in a different world, and their figures became even more ethereal.

This caused the geniuses of the Heavenly Court to tremble. What was going on?

This place is indeed terrifying, worthy of being one of the most terrifying forbidden areas in the world. Even though Xu Yuanming took the brunt of the damage for them, he still unknowingly fell into a trap.

"What kind of state is this? There is clearly no harm, could it be that our primordial spirit is blocked?" Lingyu's spiritual perception is different from ordinary people. She appears calm and is calculating something, but the more she does, the more she realizes she is trembling.

Dao Zhen felt a deep fear: "This is to make us believe that the other has disappeared!"

It was truly terrifying; such a scene was rarely seen.

Without needing anyone else to cast a spell, they were now subconsciously suggesting to themselves that they wanted to "erase" themselves from the real world.

The fog grew thicker and thicker, and what Xu Yuanming saw was completely different from what they saw.

His philosophy for creating a spiritual world was—to reside permanently in the human world, for with me, there is no invincibility.

Regardless of these hints, he had only one thought in his mind: I am invincible.

Even if everything in this world seems to be false, so what? I will suppress it with my fist. Besides, the truth is merely obscured by a layer of fog.

Xu Yuanming remained calm and strode forward.

In the eyes of these three, Xu Yuanming was moving too fast, so fast that he was less than a speck of dust in the universe.

The next moment, the last crimson sunset over the ruins seemed to engulf him.

"Fellow Daoist Xu!" Fu Ling exclaimed in surprise, "Where...where did he go?"

Although they can move, their skills here are practically nonexistent.

Even if they left, in such a deep place, without Xu Yuanming, the dangers that could appear at any moment in the wilderness could take their lives.

Especially here.

"Damn... This is really weird!" Daozhen couldn't hold back anymore: "I feel like my spirit is covered by a black cloth, and my cultivation is seriously deteriorating. It seems that I will become an ordinary mortal soon. In the thick fog, even at a distance where I can reach you with my hand outstretched, I can hardly see you anymore."

Fear gripped them, and a sense of foreboding arose within them.

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Xu Yuanming found that as he walked, the world became completely silent, and he did not turn back.

The road faces the sky, everyone goes to one side.

He didn't look at the other three; everyone has their own destiny.

At that moment, it seemed as if the world belonged to him alone.

Xu Yuanming walked through the mist, taking one step at a time towards the front.

His spirit resonated with the mist of this place.

Xu Yuanming chose the easiest way: to swallow the fog and turn it into his own nourishment. Whether it was strange or not, it was just food to him.

Here, the laws of the giants were fully manifested. Before long, Xu Yuanming comprehended the newly emerged scriptures and began to fill in the fragments of the Great Dao he had previously encountered here. Soon after, he supplemented the original methods.

After it was over, a sound rang in his ears. It was not the sound of the Great Dao, which was as loud as the sound of a bell. Instead, it was a soft murmur, like a soliloquy.

This situation is very unusual. Although it is supposed to be about enlightenment, it feels like walking on a narrow bridge—cold, terrifying, and eerie…

"What is the essence of this world? What is the truth of all the heavens and myriad worlds? Perhaps you are the only one in the whole world, a continuation of thought and feeling. You are actually the source of the world, not a traveler. It is your thoughts that have constructed the day and night, the sun, moon, stars, heaven and earth and all things in this world."

"Everything here is actually your own. You imagined the boundless starry river, and the other side of the river has the meaning of deep space. Your thoughts traverse heaven and earth, and that is what makes it exist. It doesn't care about anything in the world, it exists simply because of you."

"The fellow Daoists and disciples you see... are all illusions you've created. Everything is false. Only you are real; you are simply ill..."

Xu Yuanming remained unmoved. He walked through the mist, and his physical functions not only did not decline, but became stronger and stronger. He looked at the place with hazy light and mist in the depths and strode towards it.

The low voice came again.

"When you awaken, what is the world like? What are your thoughts? The sun rises as usual? People live in peace and prosperity, with lights shining in every home and wisps of smoke rising from chimneys. But is it really true? How can the world be so beautiful? Why do words even exist?"

"Is this your own idea, or is it something that already exists in the world? If it does exist, who created it? Could it be you? Could everyone be you? You have always been the protagonist, and that's because of you that we exist, because of you that we were created. You are unique."

(End of this chapter)