Infinite transcendence began with Covering the Sky.

Chapter 1 Taoist Temple in the Green Mountains
The vast Milky Way shines with endless brilliance, and the ancient Big Dipper exudes a desolate and ancient charm, as if it has witnessed countless ages.

Countless living beings dwell upon it, cultivators with boundless supernatural powers look down upon the mortal world, and great sects and lineages abound.

In the continuous ancient mountain ranges of the southern part of the Eastern Wilderness, swathes of low hills lie deep within the mountains, along with continuous pine forests and streams.

Deep within these low hills, a Taoist temple is faintly visible amidst the verdant pine forest, exuding a rare tranquility in its silence.

There were two cultivators, one old and one young, in this Taoist temple. They seemed to be a master and disciple who had been practicing in seclusion here for a long time.

The old cultivator's hair and beard were all white, indicating he was already quite old, while the young cultivator was still young, like the rising sun.

As another morning dawned, the rising sun cast its glow on the mountains, and the once quiet Taoist temple finally began to stir.

"Chirp chirp."

The cicadas in the pine forest began to chirp at sunrise, their clear sounds waking the boy who had been sleeping with his eyes closed for a long time.

"It's summer again, and the cicadas are singing." Qi Zhe listened intently to the cicadas singing outside the Taoist temple, and was momentarily lost in thought.

Several years ago, he traveled to the world of Shrouding the Heavens and coincidentally landed in this mountain range, where the cicadas had just begun to sing.

Several years have passed, and it has been about two years since he arrived here, and he has embarked on the path of cultivation around this time.

The old cultivator who had been sitting in meditation in the Taoist temple for a long time changed his expression upon hearing this. He glanced at Qi Zhe's enlightened expression and said:

"Those who cultivate in the mountains are unaware of the passage of time; time flies by in the blink of an eye. Do you still have worldly ties to sever?"

When Qi Zhe traveled to this mountain range, he found this Taoist temple by chance and met an old cultivator.

After some conversation, the old cultivator saw that Qi Zhe was eager to seek immortality and had good natural talent and aptitude, so he allowed him to cultivate here.

Two years passed in this state, and today, seeing Qi Zhe's dazed expression, the old cultivator asked him this question.

Qi Zhe's expression shifted slightly upon hearing this, and he shook his head, saying, "I am all alone and have no worldly ties. I was just thinking about the past."

Two years ago, Qi Zhe obtained a gate to ascension, which possessed unfathomable divine power and could carry people to ascend to all the heavens and myriad worlds.

At that time, he was already all alone, and he naturally wouldn't miss the opportunity to attain enlightenment and immortality. He didn't hesitate much when faced with the gate to ascension.

Qi Zhe then traveled through time and space to the world of "Covering the Sky," thus returning to his youthful form and embarking on the path of cultivation.

"People in this world have many worries, and having no past experiences would certainly reduce a lot of troubles." The old cultivator's lips twitched slightly upon hearing this.

His gray hair trembled slightly as he spoke, his expression seemingly moved, as if he were recalling the past.

The old cultivator recalled his glorious past, when he roamed the Eastern Wilderness in his youth and had few rivals on his path to rise to power.

However, he also suffered a major defeat. More than four thousand years ago, he encountered a rising star and was no match for him after a fierce battle.

That person was known as Jiang Taixu, the God King of the Eastern Wilderness. He was a genius with a divine body from the ancient Jiang family and had boundless potential.

At that time, he was full of passion and refused to admit defeat. After his great defeat, he continued to cultivate, but he never expected that Jiang Taixu would disappear after a hundred years. He waited his whole life but never saw Jiang Taixu reappear.

Now that he is about to pass away, he will never see his former adversary again, and will soon pass away in these mountains.

After a long while, the old cultivator continued, "You are exceptionally talented but still young. You really shouldn't be hiding in the mountains to avoid the world."

Two years ago, Qi Zhe accidentally entered a Taoist temple, which awakened him from the brink of death. Therefore, the old monk guided him onto the path of cultivation.

Although they were not master and disciple, the old cultivator had passed on all his knowledge and skills, regarding Qi Zhe as his final successor. He hoped that after his passing, Qi Zhe would leave the deep mountains and experience the excitement of the imperial path, making his cultivation worthwhile.

"I also look forward to the Eastern Wilderness beyond the mountains," Qi Zhe said with longing. He stood up and gazed at the scenery beyond the mountains, as if he could see the rise of geniuses and the struggle for supremacy among heroes.

Qi Zhe felt a surge of ambition. Even though he knew that the path to becoming emperor in this life would be too difficult, he still wanted to see the wonders of this world.

Seeing the change in Qi Zhe's expression, the old cultivator's white beard and hair trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.

The old cultivator then slightly composed himself, as if he had thought of something, and softly murmured, "Yao Guang."

A faint sound rang out in the Taoist temple's shrine. Though small, it was enough for Qi Zhe to hear, and he couldn't help but turn around to look at the old cultivator.

"The Holy Land of Yao Guang?" Qi Zhe asked in surprise, looking at the old cultivator with some confusion.

The old cultivator had never discussed the Eastern Wilderness with Qi Zhe before, nor had he revealed the origins of his sect. Now, his words about the Yao Guang sect startled Qi Zhe.

Upon hearing this, the old cultivator's expression turned serious, his bright eyes flashing with divine light. He nodded and said, "If you go down the mountain, be careful of the Yao Guang Holy Land!"

"All the skills I have imparted to you are the unique techniques of the Yao Guang Holy Land. If you use them carelessly in front of the Yao Guang disciples, you will surely suffer a great calamity."

The old Taoist priest then revealed his origins, saying that he was a holy son of Yao Guang more than 4,700 years ago. After being defeated by Jiang Taixu, he went into seclusion to cultivate and lost contact with the Yao Guang Holy Land.

The Yao Guang Holy Land is a rare and unparalleled lineage in the Eastern Wilderness. The sect not only possesses various ancient scriptures and divine techniques collected over hundreds of thousands of years, but also an imperial cauldron cast from black gold with dragon patterns.

It is a place teeming with experts, and even contains the seals of ancient sages left over from the primordial era. For those who harbor hostility, it is a true den of dragons and tigers.

Qi Zhe has not yet joined the Yao Guang Holy Land. If his Yao Guang skills are discovered, it is difficult to guarantee his safety, and he may face pursuit and killing by the Yao Guang Holy Land.

After all, a great sect would not sit idly by and watch its heritage flow out. Without strength, one is ultimately a fish on the chopping block and unable to resist the pursuit of a great sect.

The old cultivator then continued, "The Yao Guang Holy Land is like rotten wood that has taken root, with a terrifying unknown inheritance rooted in it, which has now taken over and is controlling the Black Gold Emperor Cauldron."

The old cultivator had been in seclusion for many years. A thousand years ago, he suddenly decided to return to the Yao Guang Holy Land, only to find that it was no longer the Yao Guang Holy Land it once was.

He had noticed something amiss and had his own judgment about those people, but by then he was already in his twilight years and no match for them, powerless to stop the great changes in the Yao Guang Holy Land.

"The Holy Son of Yao Guang." Qi Zhe's lips twitched upon hearing this, never expecting that the old cultivator in front of him was such a peerless figure.

The former Holy Son of Yao Guang, an ancient figure who had fought against Jiang Taixu, must have been at least a Dao King.

Even such a figure was powerless to stop the changes in the Yao Guang Holy Land and could only watch it gradually change.

Now that he has passed on all his skills to Qi Zhe, he naturally hopes that Qi Zhe can live to see the day when he can command the world and not die prematurely.

Qi Zhe frowned, somewhat wary of the Yao Guang Holy Land. He knew that without sufficient strength, it would be difficult for them to freely display their knowledge, and he was somewhat troubled.

As his thoughts drifted, Qi Zhe suddenly frowned and said, "If that's the case, why don't I rightfully join the Yao Guang Holy Land?"

Now that he has mastered the ultimate techniques of the Yao Guang Holy Land, he might as well become a disciple of Yao Guang and thus eliminate the possibility of being hunted down.

The old cultivator paused upon hearing this, and seeing that Qi Zhe seemed to have other plans, he instantly understood his thoughts.

"The most dangerous place isn't necessarily the safest place. Think it through before you speak!"

This book is written at a slow pace, so please be patient.

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