Covering the Sky: A Guide to Proving the Dao Without Cheats

Chapter 142 The Primordial Banner is Forged

Upon hearing this, Ji Haoyue didn't turn around, but her eye twitched involuntarily before she uttered a single word: "Get lost!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Ziyue snorted and turned her head away, ignoring her brother.

Yao Xi stood in the crowd, her beautiful eyes darting around, staring intently at Luo Heng.

"Donghuang—" she pondered the two words carefully.

Although her pretty face showed no extra expression, if someone looked closely, they would notice that her breathing had become a little rapid without her realizing it.

"This guy might be a bit of a freak at times, but he's genuinely strong!"

She muttered to herself, maintaining her composure on the surface, but inwardly she was already considering whether to grant him one or two of his "perverted" requests that night.

Among the group of Yao Guang disciples, Weiwei still stood out from the crowd. She quietly looked at Luo Heng, her gaze somewhat complicated.

However, when his gaze swept over Yao Xi at the front of the crowd, something seemed to flash across his eyes, before he regained his usual calm and depth.

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In this almost stagnant silence, a Buddhist chant suddenly rang out.

"Amitabha!"

The crowd parted, and several monks from the Western Desert stepped forward with solemn expressions. They first bowed to Luo Heng, and then the leading monk, Du'e, asked, "May I ask if the technique used by the Holy Son Yaoguang just now was our Western Desert's supreme martial art—the Palm of Buddha Kingdom?"

He paused, his gaze fixed on Luo Heng: "Where did the Holy Son learn such a secret technique? This matter is of great importance, please tell me the truth."

Luo Heng, seeing that the other party's tone was relatively polite, did not intend to lie and said directly, "This? I obtained a treasure by chance many years ago. Later, after entering the Yao Guang Holy Land, I discovered that it contained a wisp of Shakyamuni's spirit."

"I originally planned to force him out and then wipe him out, but who knew that the wisp of spirit, before dying, would actually give me this great supernatural power of the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of his hand."

Upon hearing the name "Shakyamuni," the expressions of the several monks all changed.

After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but ask about the origin of the treasure and whether Shakyamuni had left any words behind.

Luo Heng didn't hide anything and recounted the story of the Great Thunderclap Temple on the ancient star Yinghuo—how he obtained the treasure from there, how he was hunted down by the great demons suppressed below, and even casually mentioned how he helped the disciples of the Tai Xuan Sect kill the Crocodile Ancestor's divided soul a while ago.

Finally, he spread his hands and said, "Didn't your Western Desert take in a blond, blue-eyed foreigner named Cade a while ago? He was also someone who went through this incident at the time. You can ask him if you don't believe me."

Li Xiaoman of the Tai Xuan Sect was also involved; she's right there.

After listening, the monks' expressions of doubt did indeed lessen somewhat. With so many witnesses present, Luo Heng wouldn't fabricate such an easily exposed lie.

Of course, there is another possibility that his Buddha-land in the palm of his hand was not obtained from Shakyamuni at all.

But if that's the case, since Luo Heng has already lied, further questioning won't yield any results.

After exchanging a few words telepathically, the group bowed to Luo Heng again, thanked him, and headed directly towards the Tai Xuan Sect, clearly to verify with Li Xiaoman.

Luo Heng smiled and didn't take it seriously.

The reason he spoke so frankly was simple: he couldn't figure out if Shakyamuni had any backup plan.

Although I had some guesses in my mind, they were just guesses after all.

Moreover, Shakyamuni is different from Ye Fan. Ye Fan needs his protection, while Shakyamuni himself is a powerful figure.

It's easiest to just let him handle this kind of troublesome matter himself.

As for holding Luo Heng accountable for his mistakes? What a joke.

He was the holy son of the Yao Guang Holy Land, not someone who actively stole other people's secret techniques. It was given to him voluntarily, and he "didn't know" what the relationship was between that person named Shakyamuni and the Western Desert Buddhism.

What's wrong with Luo Heng learning a secret technique that was given away for free?

If you have a problem, go find Shakyamuni yourself. Why are you looking for Rahu?

Does Yizhen really think the Holy Land of Yaoguang is an easy target?

After watching the monks leave, Luo Heng glanced indifferently at the crowd and said, "Gentlemen, I was also injured in the battle just now, so I won't stay any longer. Farewell."

After saying that, he gave Ye Fan a look.

Ye Fan understood and followed closely behind.

And so, the two of them left the square together.

The Yaoguang Festival continued for the next few days.

The great battle on the first day did not affect the overall progress; the major powers continued to negotiate and trade as usual.

The ownership of several disputed mineral deposits was brought to the forefront. Given the current influence of the Yao Guang Holy Land, although the various forces were not entirely happy, they all gave up some benefits to varying degrees.

In the following days, Luo Heng occasionally showed up at the venue, but spent most of his time holed up in the Holy Son's Hall studying the "Pre-Word Secret" he had just acquired.

The younger generation is also keeping busy.

Although they were quite shaken by the battle between Luo Heng and Wang Teng, those self-proclaimed geniuses still challenged each other to duels and sparred as usual, which added a bit of excitement to the event.

Meanwhile, Li Daoqing had been making arrangements to acquire fragments of the Imperial Weapon.

After the news was released, various fragments kept pouring into Luo Heng's hands, which he then fed to Da Luo Tian all at once.

His primordial banner, which had initially been just a spearhead, slowly grew into a complete artifact. The spear shaft was forged from nine-colored immortal gold, and the banner surface was condensed from the essence of Xuanhuang. It quietly floated deep within the Great Luo Heaven, possessing an aura that suppressed the heavens and earth.

Luo Heng stared at it for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back any longer, so he entered the Great Luo Heaven directly.

With his Saint King-level strength, he used the Azure Emperor's secret technique to forcefully create the embryo of a world within the banner formed by the condensation of Xuanhuang essence.

Within the flag, chaos surged, the world was just beginning to open, and the rudiments of mountains and rivers could be vaguely seen. Although it was far from being a true world, it already had the foundation for growth.

Having learned his lesson from the Great Luo Heaven, Luo Heng knew all too well that a real world was too heavy to carry around.

So this time he learned his lesson and only dared to create the embryo of a world within the flag. Although its power was far less than that of the complete Great Luo Heaven, at least he could still wield it.

But this is not enough.

He personally engraved each of the hundreds of ancient characters that Shi Hao had left in the bronze coffin onto the flag.

With each ancient character that fell, the flag trembled once, and the primordial energy surged like a tide, as if undergoing some indescribable baptism.

Those ancient characters were deeply imprinted in the embryo, becoming the first law of this nascent world.

The moment the last ancient character was imprinted, the entire Great Luo Heaven trembled violently!

A sudden surge of inexplicable joy welled up in Luo Heng's heart. The emotion wasn't his own, yet it was clearly transmitted through his connection with the Great Luo Heaven, like a resonance of blood ties.

He instantly understood: the Great Luo Heaven sensed the aura of its kind growing within the embryo, which, though far from being fully formed, already possessed the potential to become a world, and thus felt joy.

At this moment, Luo Heng finally understood why the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths suddenly trembled when he cultivated the Great Luo Heaven. It turned out that it was also a resonance caused by the birth of a kind.

He stared at the massive banner before him, his heart filled with indescribable joy.

The spear shaft, forged from nine-colored immortal gold, and the flag, condensed from the essence of black and yellow, were all personally collected and refined by him.

This was not something stolen from someone else, nor was it something picked up by chance; it was something that truly belonged to him and grew alongside him.

In the future, it will also fight alongside him across the heavens and the earth.

Luo Heng reached out and grabbed the spear.

He gave it a slight shake—whoosh!

The heavy, dark yellow banner unfurled behind him like smoke, creating a long black curtain.

The flag tail swept across the void, unleashing a terrifying roar, as if two star worlds were colliding head-on!

The hundreds of ancient characters deep within the Great Luo Heaven lit up simultaneously, working together to resist the shockwaves caused by the impact.

Luo Heng was startled and quickly stopped, no longer daring to wave his hand wildly.

However, upon seeing this flag, his "favoritism" towards Da Luo Tian was instantly diminished considerably—Da Luo Tian was, after all, an adopted son, but this Primordial Banner was his own flesh and blood.