He was invincible from the beginning of the Heaven-Covering Era.

At midnight, a bright moon hung high in the sky, its soft light shining on the peak, like a wisp of smoke, hazy and indistinct.

The most dazzling star peak ahead is surrounded by a river of starlight, its endless radiance shimmering and enveloping the peak, transforming it into a celestial paradise.

The reason it is called Star Peak is because its inheritance can draw upon the power of starlight, and it can use the power of starlight to fight enemies, which is truly amazing.

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared on Star Peak. A middle-aged man with flowing robes and fluttering sleeves seemed to be carrying another petite figure as he flew from Star Peak and landed at the foot of Zhuofeng Mountain.

Li Ruoyu opened his eyes, walked out of the dilapidated palace, and soon arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Zhou Qing also sensed all of this and woke up from his cultivation, following Li Ruoyu down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain stood a middle-aged man dressed in blue, with jet-black hair, calm eyes, and a vigorous spirit, yet he did not exude any sense of oppression.

Beside the man was a little boy, no more than seven or eight years old, with delicate features and clear eyes, yet hiding a deep sadness that was hard to detect. He held a guqin (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument) and stood behind the middle-aged man, looking somewhat timid.

Upon seeing the middle-aged man, Li Ruoyu nodded and invited him up the mountain.

The group arrived at a relatively clean palace. Zhuofeng had been abandoned for many years, and this was the most intact and clean place in Zhuofeng.

The middle-aged man spoke first: "Junior brother, it's been many years. I never imagined that your cultivation has reached such a level."

"I've just never given up on cultivation. It's taken me so many years to get here," Li Ruoyu said, shaking his head.

"Junior Brother, you must understand why I'm here. This child is my youngest grandson. Although he is still young, he is exceptionally talented and has a great aptitude for cultivation. I want him to come to Zhuofeng to study."

“Why bother? The path of Xingfeng is not weak, and once you enter Zhuofeng, you can never go back. This is a rule that you cannot change,” Li Ruoyu sighed and said.

Zhou Qing already knew that this person was the current master of Xingfeng, whose position in Tai Xuan was extremely important. Historically, half of the sect leaders came from Xingfeng.

The Lord of Star Peak was also somewhat moved, but still said, "Yes, but this is Yunfei's idea. He told me personally that he wanted to come to Zhuofeng, hoping to obtain that kind of secret technique. I couldn't persuade him otherwise, so I could only bring him here."

Li Ruoyu looked at the little boy, whose name was Hua Yunfei. He looked somewhat frail, holding a guqin (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument). He seemed a little nervous, but his eyes held a firm determination.

Zhou Qing also looked at Hua Yunfei. He was still just a child, but when he was five years old, the moment the successor of the ruthless man came to his door, his life no longer belonged to him.

This fish made many attempts to break free of the river, but ultimately failed and disappeared in sorrow.

He stood behind the Lord of Star Peak, silent and calm, his thoughts unknown.

After thinking about it for a long time, Li Ruoyu finally nodded in agreement.

"In that case, let this child join Zhuofeng. I hope he can get what he wants."

Zhou Qing didn't say anything; he just watched everything quietly from the side.

The Lord of Star Peak appeared gracefully, leaving Hua Yunfei behind.

“Child, you can go wherever you want. If you want to learn the natural way of Zhuofeng, you can ask me. As for the Nine Secrets, you will have to find them yourself.”

Li Ruoyu looked at Hua Yunfei and said something. Then he returned to his dilapidated palace to continue his cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, only two people remained.

Zhou Qing looked at Hua Yunfei, had nothing to say for the time being, and then left.

Now only Hua Yunfei remained. He took down his guqin, sat down quietly, pondered for a moment, and then began to pluck the strings with his delicate fingers.

The beautiful notes flowed like a clear spring, drifting gently, and were like moonlight falling, peaceful, serene, and ethereal.

Chapter 20 Looking for trouble

Several days later, more and more disciples arrived at the foot of Zhuofeng Peak, all hoping to enter the peak.

However, despite the increasing number of people, not a single person at the foot of the mountain has gained any understanding of the Great Way of Zhuofeng.

However, there were still more than a dozen people on Zhuofeng. Like Hua Yunfei, these people did not enter through the test at the foot of the mountain, but were personally sent up the mountain by the elders of each peak. Li Ruoyu could not refuse them and could only accept them.

With more people around, the originally desolate Zhuofeng became lively, with everyone having their own little thoughts and plans.

Zhou Qing originally didn't want to pay attention to them. He just wanted to quietly comprehend the natural Dao and the secret of the character "皆" of Zhuofeng. Once he was familiar with them, he could temporarily leave Taixuan Sect.

However, some people just had to cause trouble. In this world of cultivators, such things are unavoidable, and eventually, trouble came knocking on their door.

On this day, Zhou Qing sat cross-legged on a blue stone, his body exuding a Taoist aura, merging with the Tao and nature.

A young man dressed in blue slowly walked over, and suddenly produced a copper bell. The bell jingled and vibrated, its sound like a grand bell, echoing throughout the area.

A slight ripple was vibrating around Zhou Qing, but Zhou Qing was not affected in the slightest.

However, Zhou Qing had not been deeply immersed in enlightenment. With a thought, he awoke from his cultivation and stared coldly at the young man in blue.

"Isn't this our Zhuofeng's eldest disciple? Turns out he's just a little brat." The blue-clad youth mocked.

Zhou Qing glanced at him and immediately saw his cultivation level: only the first level of the Dao Palace realm. He was clearly a pawn pushed out by someone else.

Zhou Qing didn't even want to speak to this kind of person. He pressed his jade-like fingers down in the void, and instantly, a vast divine power surged forth, rushing towards the blue-robed youth.

"boom"

The young man in blue was sent flying hundreds of feet away, blood gushing from his mouth and nose, his face swollen like a pig's head, before he landed on the ground in a sorry state.

"You're really something, daring to treat me like this. You're finished. I'll go and invite Senior Brother Chen over right now, and he'll teach you a lesson."

The young man in blue struggled to his feet, his face ashen, his heart blazing with anger, and his eyes seemed to be burning with flames.

"boom"

Zhou Qing pressed down on the air again, striking out with his palm once more. A large handprint formed in the air, swift as lightning, and sent the blue-clad youth flying once more.

"Who do you think you are? Let your people come here in person," Zhou Qing sneered.

The young man in blue was creaking all over, clearly having been broken in many places. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and several of his teeth had been knocked out.

This time, the young man in blue dared not utter any more threats and hurriedly fled, transforming into a divine rainbow that trembled as it flew far away.

The top of Zhuofeng Peak is very simple, with withered vines, old trees and crows at dusk, and weeds and vines everywhere, making it look not much different from a wild mountain.

Nowadays, many people come to the peak wanting to obtain the Zhuofeng inheritance, but even if they enter through the back door, they still cannot perceive the natural way of Zhuofeng.

So some people thought of Zhou Qing, who was on the peak when the Zhuofeng inheritance began, and must have obtained something.

Half an hour later, several figures descended from the sky.

The leader was a young man in white, handsome but with an imposing presence.

"This man was once a prodigy of Xingfeng, a genius at the second level of the Dao Palace!" The blue-clad youth stood aside and said gloomily, his face extremely miserable. Although the bleeding from his mouth and nose had stopped and seemed to have stopped, the swelling on his face had not yet subsided.

"Young man, you can just call me Chen Jian," the man in white said with a smile, his white robes fluttering, giving him an air of otherworldly refinement.

"We are all disciples of Zhuofeng, so let's speak frankly and not engage in pointless probing," Zhou Qing nodded and said calmly.

"What are you saying? I just heard that Senior Brother seems to have received the inheritance of Zhuofeng, is that right?" Chen Jian said with a smile.

Zhou Qing nodded.

"As fellow disciples, shouldn't we also have a share in this legacy?" Chen Jian asked, still smiling broadly.

Chen Jian strode towards Zhou Qing, looking down at him with his tall stature.

"Elder Li said that the inheritance can only be obtained by oneself, and one must comprehend the Great Dao of Zhuofeng little by little." Zhou Qing floated into the air, his gaze level with Chen Jian's, his expression calm.

"Since Senior Brother is unwilling to share his inheritance, then I'd like to have a good look at Senior Brother's skills." With that, Chen Jian suddenly made his move without any warning.

At this moment, the two were practically touching. Chen Jian stretched out his arm, which was almost completely transparent, like white jade, with divine power flowing within it.

Zhou Qing had known this person would make a move and had been on guard, so he didn't panic and quickly reacted.

With a tremor of his arms, Zhou Qing's hands instantly ignited with seven-colored flames. The flames burned fiercely, and divine light flickered. Zhou Qing also stretched out one hand and slapped it directly.

"click"

A sound of bones breaking rang out, and Chen Jian was struck as if by lightning, flying backward.

"What?! Senior Brother was actually sent flying!"

"How can this be?"

"My senior brother has been tempering his body with starlight every day, and his body is comparable to a spiritual treasure, yet he was still sent flying."

The young men standing nearby could hardly believe their eyes. Even at Xingfeng, Chen Jian was not considered weak; there were very few people stronger than him. Yet, he had lost to a seven or eight-year-old child in a physical contest.

"Ah!" A shrill scream came from afar. Chen Jian's arm was twisted at the joints and turned into an extremely contorted shape in the opposite direction.

Chen Jian's eyes were bloodshot, his composure gone, his eyes filled with rage. He stopped approaching and stood at a distance.

He summoned a bronze lamp, and two rainbow lights flew out from his chest, shining brightly. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the bronze lamp and merged into one.

Zhou Qing knew that those were his two deities. Using the power of the deities to power the weapon could increase its power several times over.

The bronze lamp emitted a terrifying wave, hanging high in the sky, spewing out streams of blazing flames, so hot that it seemed to burn through even the void.

Zhou Qing did not unleash his weapon. He formed a hand seal with his right hand, and in an instant, it seemed as if a sun appeared in his palm, its light dazzling and golden divine radiance flowing around it, extremely eye-catching.

At the same time, a great sun seemed to appear above his head, like a mountain pressing down on the sky, enormous and incomparable.

Zhou Qing formed the Supreme Yang Seal with his right hand and slowly pushed it forward. The small sun in his palm was incredibly powerful, extremely yang and strong. Before the flames emitted by the bronze lamp could even get close, they were blocked by the great sun above his head.

Seeing this, the other men quickly summoned their own weapons as well. These men were all at the first level of the Dao Palace, and each of them summoned their own weapons, such as daggers, nets, and jade plates.

But it was no use. Zhou Qing seemed to be one with heaven and earth, one with nature, moving forward while holding the small sun, as if he were pushing the Great Dao.

Chapter 21 Exchange

"click"

As the sun revolved, cracks appeared on one divine weapon after another.

"what!"

The youths who had brandished their weapons screamed in agony, their faces turning pale, their skin cracking open with wounds, as if they had been scorched by a blazing sun, their flesh torn and bleeding.

Chen Jian's expression changed drastically. He spat out a mouthful of blood essence and sprayed it onto the bronze lamp. Instantly, the bronze lamp shone brightly, and two blurry figures sat cross-legged at the wick, chanting scriptures to enhance the power of the bronze lamp.

A demonic sun seemed to appear in the sky, continuously showering flames towards the figure holding the sun.

Zhou Qing simultaneously formed a hand seal with his left hand, and a small, dazzling sun appeared in his palm as well. When his palms came together, the two suns in his palms slowly merged, becoming even more radiant, their golden light dazzlingly bright.

A terrifying power erupted between his palms, and a powerful energy wave swept across the sky, like a divine sea pouring down, turning the world into a vast expanse of white.

This terrifying aura naturally attracted the attention of other peaks, and many figures could be seen from the distant mountains.

"What's going on? Why is Zhuofeng so dazzling!" someone exclaimed in shock.

The sun above Zhou Qing's head grew ever larger, like a mountain suspended in the air, composed entirely of golden divine light, and incredibly hot.