Covering the Heavens: Fishing for the Heavens Starting from the Great Accomplished Holy Body

At this moment, Li Qingshan clearly felt that his physical body was the most powerful imperial weapon, capable of shattering galaxies with a single punch or kick, and his soaring blood energy was enough to shake the edge of the universe.

His life level underwent a complete leap, his lifespan increased dramatically, and he became comparable to an emperor.

With every gesture, the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth resonates, making one impervious to all laws and causing all evil to retreat!

"This is the Great Accomplished Sacred Body..."

He muttered to himself, his thoughts stirred slightly, and his internal energy and blood trembled gently.

hum! ! !

Ripples spread across the surrounding vast void, and several floating fragments of stars silently turned to dust.

This was not something he did intentionally; it was merely a wisp of energy naturally emanating from his body.

This is the power of the ultimate level.

The leap in the essence of life is so profound that it is worlds apart from that of a "human being".

But Li Qingshan didn't look particularly smug.

He clearly remembered how terrifying the nine illusory images of the Great Emperor's mark were during the final tribulation lightning just now.

Even if it is just a mark simulated by heaven and earth, the power of a single strike is already close to the level of achieving enlightenment in another way.

Although the Great Accomplishment Sacred Body is powerful enough to challenge ancient emperors and withstand imperial weapons, it ultimately failed to take that final step.

"The road ahead is still long."

He shook his head, quickly suppressing the thought that had just arisen that he could go anywhere in the world.

I haven't become emperor yet, I have to survive, I have to keep surviving!

With a thought, within the sea of ​​suffering, a verdant bamboo pole bobbed and sank, emitting a hazy, clear light.

This is his natal magic weapon, the "Heaven-Severing Rod," which has accompanied him on countless fishing trips across the heavens over the centuries, tempering it with various rare and wondrous catches. Now it has reached perfection and become a true imperial artifact.

The bamboo pole trembled slightly, as if in response.

Li Qingshan reached out into the air again and pulled out a dark net.

The net is thin and looks like a typical fishing net used by fishermen.

But upon closer inspection, each line seems to be woven from condensed darkness, with countless subtle Dao patterns condensed on it.

This is another imperial artifact he wove over hundreds of years using materials such as "Void Silk," "Causal Threads," and "Shadow Divine Gold" obtained from fishing. It was named "Sky-Covering Net."

Initially, it was just for better catching fish, but as he continued to melt down the rare materials he caught, the net had long since transformed into an incredible treasure.

He draped the net over himself.

A dark light swirled, and a black net covered his entire body like water before disappearing without a trace, transforming into an inconspicuous set of black cloth that he wore.

In an instant, the majestic and powerful aura of the Holy Body surrounding Li Qingshan vanished without a trace, and even the booming Daoist chants within his body fell completely silent.

At this moment, he looks like an ordinary young man with a gentle temperament and a slightly lazy demeanor, someone you would never find in a crowd.

Even if a supreme being scanned him with divine sense, unless they deliberately delve deeper, they would only think that he was an ordinary cultivator with a slightly stronger physique.

This net not only conceals the breath, but also confuses and isolates the secrets of heaven and cause and effect.

This is one of the biggest reasons why he dared to undergo tribulation on the edge of the universe.

"It's time to go!"

Li Qingshan took one last look at this desolate region, ravaged beyond recognition by the lightning tribulation, then turned and took a step out.

His figure merged into the void without causing the slightest ripple, like a drop of water returning to the ocean, disappearing completely.

......

About half an hour after he left.

A gaping hole was brutally torn open in this desolate, desolate wasteland.

boom!

The purple blood and energy surged forth like a bursting dam, instantly dispelling the remaining chaos and coldness within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles.

A tall and imposing figure stepped out from the rift in the void.

He was clad in dark purple armor, which was covered with ancient and mottled marks, as if it had witnessed countless battles throughout the ages.

He had thick, flowing purple hair, a resolute face as if carved by a knife and axe, and a pair of eyes that, when opened and closed, contained terrifying images of the destruction and rebirth of the sun, moon, and stars.

The Great Body of Hegemony - Kungu!

The moment he arrived, the sheer aura of dominance he unconsciously unleashed caused the surrounding shattered star debris to disintegrate once more, turning into even finer dust.

The void groaned and twisted because of his presence.

Kungu's eyes, as if the stars had been extinguished, coldly swept across the area.

As far as the eye can see, every minute trace of residual energy and change in the rules is revealed.

"The residual power of the lightning tribulation is terrifying..."

Kungu's deep voice echoed in the void, carrying a hint of solemnity.

He saw a black hole in space that had been completely pierced and could not be healed for a long time.

They saw the residual electric arc laws on the star fragments, enough to annihilate even a quasi-emperor level powerhouse.

They saw the tiny yet incredibly resilient spatial cracks in the void, marks left by supreme fist intent or weapon sharpness.

What particularly caught his attention was a faint aura in the air, yet it instilled a sense of disgust and vigilance in his very blood.

Extremely masculine and vigorous, vast and ancient.

"Holy Body...it really is you!"

Purple lightning flashed in Kungu's eyes, and his killing intent spread out as if it were a tangible force, causing the temperature in this area to plummet below freezing.

The Overlord Body and the Holy Body have been sworn enemies since ancient times, their grudges and enmities entangled for countless eras.

He was extremely sensitive to this kind of aura.

"Not only did he successfully trigger such a massive tribulation, but he also appears to have successfully transcended it... Is it really possible that a new Great Accomplishment Holy Body could emerge in this world?"

This thought made Kungu's heart sink.

He knew better than anyone what a flawless Great Accomplishment Holy Body meant; it would be one of the most terrifying enemies of the Overlord Body lineage in the future.

"We must find him, and while he has just broken through and his cultivation level is likely unstable, we must completely eliminate him!"

Kungu made decisions extremely quickly.

He suddenly spread his arms wide, and a surge of powerful purple blood rushed into the sky, manifesting all sorts of terrifying phenomena behind him.

Mountains of corpses, seas of blood, shattered stars, and the wailing of ancient beasts...

This is a manifestation of his domineering and tyrannical side.

At the same time, a radiant light emanated from between his brows, and an incomparably powerful divine thought, like a dark purple tide, surged outwards from him in all directions.

His divine sense meticulously swept across every inch of space, analyzing every trace of residual energy and tracing all possible traces and causal lines of departure.

Time passed little by little.

Kungu's expression gradually changed from icy killing intent to gloomy, and finally revealed an incredulous look of surprise.

"No... How could there be nothing?!"

Apart from the violent traces of the tribulation lightning, and the faint, almost imperceptible aura of the sacred body, he could not find any clues about the person undergoing the tribulation!

There was no clear spatial travel trajectory, no residual magical fluctuations, and no clear causal line that could be traced.

Even the aura of the Holy Body only existed in this core area of ​​the tribulation, completely disappearing a hundred miles away, as if the tribulation seeker vanished into thin air here, or...

It never existed in the first place!

His divine sense even ventured deep into the still-unhealed spatial rifts and the edges of black holes to investigate, but still found nothing.