In the world of "Covering the Sky," my cultivation technique is not right.

"Pfft!" Lu Yao shattered the divine light, and then the Holy Light Prison opened, turning the entire world into a white expanse, and a phantom appeared in his eyes.

That was a peak Dao Palace cultivator, but his foundation was solid, far surpassing that of the demonic bird from before.

"Hiding your head and tail, unable to see the light of day." Lü Yao's eyes were cold.

Are all cultivators in Zhongzhou like this? Isn't it said that Zhongzhou is a vast land with a multitude of geniuses, more powerful than the Eastern Wilderness, with four great dynasties ruling over it and a hundred sects vying for supremacy?

Look how passionate and heroic this sounds! Why are all the people I encounter now trying to assassinate me?

Then, two more figures appeared. One rushed directly towards the gourd above his head, while the other, wielding a killing sword, stabbed towards his back.

"Wait!" Lü Yao suddenly shouted. The man holding the killing sword remained expressionless, showing no mercy whatsoever.

But the young man heading towards the gourd wore a mocking expression. He paused, then laughed, "This magic weapon of yours is mine now. Such a divine object is truly a waste of its potential in your hands."

But in that brief pause, a bolt of blue-purple lightning burst forth from the gourd, illuminating the faces of everyone present.

"Sizzle!"

The lightning was so dazzling that the young man's eyes blurred, and he seemed to see a knife fly out of the gourd. It was incredibly fast, piercing through the void, and in an instant circled the necks of his two subordinates before slowly dissipating.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Two heads fell to the ground in quick succession. The cultivator wielding the black and red killing sword was only ten centimeters away from Lü Yao, just ten centimeters from piercing his heart.

But now, the head fell to the ground with a "thud," rolled twice, and disappeared into the corroded grass.

The first cultivator to appear had a look of confusion in his eyes, as if he hadn't seen clearly what that thing was. How could his consciousness have dissipated after just a flash of purple light?

Moreover, why does that short, fat, headless body look so familiar?

Then everything went black, and he died.

The young man who wanted to pick the gourd suddenly had a small silver tower appear in his hand, which instantly grew to half a meter tall.

"Clang!" Lightning struck the small silver tower, sending it flying.

The young man took the opportunity to retreat quickly, his face grim. He hadn't had time to properly refine the silver pagoda; he had only hastily summoned it to defend himself, and now he couldn't recall it.

With a wave of his hand, Lü Yao unleashed a vast divine power that enveloped the silver tower, bringing it back and shrinking it before cradling it in his hand. Lü Yao recognized the familiar silver tower with a scorch mark and understood.

The White Deer Pavilion had actually betrayed him, sending three Dao Palace Secret Realm experts to intercept and kill him.

The young man who survived was Han Li, the son of the White Deer Pavilion Master. His eyes flickered as he constantly observed the surrounding environment, trying to find a way to escape.

"Fellow Daoist, I was just curious about your origins, so I followed you secretly. I had no ill intentions. It was my incompetent subordinate who was greedy and wanted to do it himself."

Han Li made up a bunch of excuses, trying to buy some time and see if he could distract the other person and buy them a few more seconds.

He had a formation platform in his sea of ​​consciousness, which he obtained from Elder Luo Taishang, and it could trap and kill cultivators from the Four Extremes Secret Realm.

But because the lightning bolt, which resembled a flying knife, was too fast, he dared not make any move.

Lu Yao remained unperturbed by his ramblings and prepared to act again. Han Li's forehead was sweating slightly; he had originally followed the two men to find an opportunity to inform his father.

But seeing one person leave, he felt that he couldn't possibly lose with three against one, and couldn't resist his greed, so he chose to attack directly.

Unexpectedly, with just one move, two peak-level Dao Palace experts died.

Could this be a prince of the imperial dynasty on an outing? Or a holy son of an ancient religion? It's absolutely terrifying.

Lu Yao flashed and appeared in front of the other party. He pointed out a hand that was radiating holy light, aiming at the space between the eyebrows.

Although Han Li was startled by Lü Yao's speed, he was unwilling to surrender. A dazzling mark burst forth from his body, as deep and awe-inspiring as an abyss.

Upon closer inspection, the mark was actually cyan, like an ancient blue phoenix with noble eyes, and Daoist patterns forming feathers.

This is clearly an extremely profound secret technique, imitating a certain divine bird among the demon race, and possessing three-tenths of its essence.

But Lu Yao didn't even glance at it. A white divine light danced at his fingertips, and with a "poof," he shattered half of the "Azure Phoenix's" body.

The Azure Phoenix let out a mournful cry and vanished into nothingness. Lü Yao's hand struck Han Li's forehead again, and a beam of white divine light shot into the other's head, instantly stunning him. The fear in his eyes lingered, and his thighs became instantly wet.

Lu Yao's finger strike wasn't meant to kill him, but rather to forcibly read his memories in order to figure out what had happened.

"Han Li?" Lu Yao's heart skipped a beat. It sounded similar to the name of a certain Han Tianzun. He could use the pseudonym Han Li in the future.

This person is the only son of the White Deer Pavilion Master, and he did it all for his gourd.

But the purpose behind getting his hands on it is quite intriguing... Qin Clan, he and Ye Fan couldn't find it anywhere, but this person is actually a disciple of Qin Clan... What a coincidence.

"Clatter!" A white divine light chain appeared in Lü Yao's hand, binding Han Li tightly and sealing his Sea of ​​Wheels.

"It seems I am destined to be with the Qin Clan."

Lu Yao smiled faintly, then began to recite a scripture, and a kind of demonic power kept drilling into Han Li's mind.

Han Li initially tried to struggle, but before he could finish reciting a single scripture, he seemed like a completely different person; the resentment and fear in his eyes vanished without a trace. Lü Yao pointed a finger, and the divine chains binding him instantly disappeared.

"Master," Han Li stood up and said respectfully.

The bizarre and demonic technique of the Divine Transcendence Technique, which directly targets the primordial spirit and mind, is found in the accompanying cultivation methods of the Devouring Heaven Immortal Art. This is the very technique that Lü Yao just used.

"Show me the treasures and cultivation techniques you have."

"Yes."

Han Li immediately released the Sea of ​​Wheels, took out the treasures inside, and even recited his own cultivation technique.

Lu Yao looked through them and found that apart from one of the four-level array platforms, the rest were all junk.

As for that technique, it was quite interesting; he had thoroughly understood it using Tai Chi.

"Put them all away and take me to Qin Gate."

"Yes." Han Li replied with utmost respect, showing no sign of being coerced whatsoever.

Two streaks of light flashed across the sky, heading towards the Qinling Mountains.

The Qinling Mountains stretch for over a million miles, vast and boundless. For a peerless master in the second level of the Sendai Heaven secret realm, it might take some effort to find clues about the Qin Clan. But for the Dao Palace secret realm, it's practically like finding a needle in a haystack.

But now, with Han Li's guidance, Lü Yao only spent three days to reach the location of Qinmen Mountain Gate, successfully joined the outer sect, and even occupied a cave dwelling.

For the first month, Lü Yao frequented various mountain peaks, eliminating numerous ancient stone carvings, and finally locked onto a certain place. However, this place seemed to be connected to the moonlight, so he could only wait.

In addition, he frequently traveled to the Qinling Mountains to see if he could find an ancient dragon's lair or a pool of immortals.

After finishing his cultivation again, Lü Yao prepared to leave the cave.

As soon as the door opened, a fragrant aroma wafted into my nose.

"Fellow Daoist Lü, would you like to try some?"

The voice was familiar, but how did he know my name? And how did he find this place?

Lu Yao sized up the fat Taoist priest.

The other person was dressed in a black Taoist robe, with a protruding belly, and was smiling. He was holding a beast leg with short, thick, greasy fingers, but the beast leg was roasted to a golden brown and crispy.

A bonfire was burning not far away, and a giant beast, about three meters long, was placed on it.

Lu Yao slowly shook his head: "I dare not eat Master Duan De's food. What if you sell it to me?"