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

"Who are you?"

Crocodile Ancestor managed to squeeze out a few words, his voice dry and hoarse, trembling uncontrollably.

"Me?"

Li Qingshan tilted his head, as if thinking for a moment, then answered very seriously, "I'm just an ordinary fisherman!"

As he spoke, he gently flicked the fishing rod with his wrist.

The crocodile ancestor hanging on the hook swayed with his movements, its dark golden scales reflecting a faint light in the dim sunlight.

His posture was just like that of someone who had just caught a restless fish and was weighing its weight.

"I……"

Crocodile Ancestor wanted to say something more, perhaps to beg for mercy, or perhaps to try to bring up some background.

But Li Qingshan had lost interest in listening.

He extended his left index finger, the tip of which gleamed with a warm, jade-like light, and gently touched the center of the crocodile ancestor's brow.

"Be quiet, don't move!"

His tone was calm, like soothing a disobedient pet.

The instant the fingertips touched, an invisible and intangible sealing force surged in.

Crocodile Ancestor felt as if his demon saint primordial spirit was being bound and suppressed by countless layers of the most resilient divine chains of law, with all his consciousness, magic power, and even perception being forcibly stripped away and solidified.

The last thing it saw was Li Qingshan's eyes, which remained gentle and calm, yet unfathomable.

Then, boundless darkness engulfed it.

Before losing consciousness completely, only a vague thought remained:

"It's over, today...it seems I'm really going to die..."

Looking at the little crocodile ancestor whose breath was weak but still possessed a pure physical body and abundant life essence, Li Qingshan nodded in satisfaction.

"That's more like it. Fresh ingredients should be kept as they are. If they're dead or struggling too much, the taste won't be right."

He casually removed the "golden little crocodile" from the fishing hook, weighed it in his hand, and found it to be quite heavy.

......

After finishing this small task, Li Qingshan turned his attention to the person next to him.

This is naturally a divine thought that crawled out from the fallen Great Perfection Holy Body in the Eye of the Firefly Demon Sea. It was formed from the Holy Body's evil thoughts and Yin energy during its lifetime.

At this moment, they are like dogs and horses whose claws have been restrained, unable to move.

Only those empty, distorted eye sockets remained fixed on the Nine Dragons Coffin, which had already set sail and departed in the distance; more precisely, they were staring at Ye Fan inside the coffin.

The longing and greed in his eyes almost seemed to flow out in a tangible way.

"Tsk tsk, look at your eyes."

Li Qingshan waved his free hand in front of the divine thought, "Why ignore the perfectly formed Holy Body right in front of you and insist on eyeing that little bean sprout in the coffin that hasn't even grown yet? What kind of taste do you have!"

His tone carried a hint of disappointment and disdain.

It seemed that only now did the divine spirit manage to pull its attention away from Ye Fan, its empty eye sockets slowly turning towards Li Qingshan, who was standing right in front of it.

When its "perception," condensed from pure malice and yin energy, truly touched Li Qingshan, it paused for a moment in confusion.

Immediately afterwards, as if it had received some kind of aura from the same source that made its very essence tremble, its entire blurred body suddenly shook violently!

hum!

The originally dim black aura around it suddenly became turbulent, like an ink pool with stones thrown in, churning and colliding wildly, trying to break free from Li Qingshan's seemingly casually placed hand.

At the same time, an even sharper, more greedy, and insane thought erupted from its body, like countless cold tentacles, wrapping around Li Qingshan.

This time, the target is no longer Ye Fan.

Instead, it was replaced by Li Qingshan's sacred body, which had already reached perfection and whose blood and qi were like a furnace!

"Oh, you've realized it now?"

Li Qingshan raised an eyebrow, not annoyed at all, but amused. "That's more like it. Instead of enjoying a Manchu Han Imperial Feast, you want to snatch a lollipop from a child's hand. How pathetic."

He allowed that greedy thought to entwine around him, and even cooperated by releasing a slightly more refined and alluring aura of his sacred body's essence.

The divine thought, like a shark smelling blood, went completely mad in an instant!

No longer content with merely entwining his mind, its blurred body began to twist and stretch violently, attempting to completely "envelop" Li Qingshan and carry out the most fundamental erosion and possession.

"That's a nice idea."

Li Qingshan let it wreak havoc, but the lazy smile on his lips deepened. "However, with your meager Yin Sha resources, you think you can devour me? Aren't you afraid of bursting?"

The divine thought seemed to also realize the enormous difference in nature between the two sides.

The mere erosion and envelopment could not shake Li Qingshan in the slightest. On the contrary, his own Yin energy melted away like ice and snow when it came into contact with the vast and blazing blood and qi.

Amidst the intertwining of frenzied thoughts, the divine will emitted a silent shriek.

A curse, filled with endless sorrow and resentment, seemed to transcend eternity, its core being chanted intermittently:

"Awaken...to...memory...of...a...past...life..."

"Borrowing...the karma from...a...past...life..."

The moment the incantation was uttered, the entire blurred body of the deity suddenly collapsed inward!

The pitch-black mist surged out, expanded, and condensed wildly, transforming into countless ferocious ghostly shadows and pitch-black tentacles, its aura rising steadily.

A chilling, bone-deep cold instantly spread, as if even the shattered void around them was about to freeze.

The black mist churned and roared, its scale and power far surpassing its previous size. Like a resurrected demonic dragon from the netherworld, it charged fiercely towards Li Qingshan with a terrifying will to devour all life and light.

hum!

Suddenly, deep within the body of the deity, which was composed of pure evil thoughts and yin energy, a dim yet pure dark golden light suddenly lit up without warning!

Although the point of light was small, it seemed to possess the weight and majesty to suppress everything.

It was a trace of pure Yang essence that was imprinted in the deepest part of its life when it was a Great Accomplished Holy Body, and even after its death and the emergence of evil thoughts, it could not be completely erased!

The moment the golden light appeared, it was like the sun melting snow.

"laugh!!!"

A tooth-grinding, violent dissolving sound erupted from the deity's body.

The once imposing, towering black mist suddenly froze, then, as if gripped by an invisible giant hand, began to tremble violently, contract, and dissipate!

Although the dark gold light was faint, it carried a purification and suppression power that originated from the same source but was at a higher level. Like a stabilizing force or a wildfire, it firmly "nailed" the Yin Sha origin that it had pushed to its limit with incantations from the inside, and quickly dissipated and purified it.

The rejection and backlash from the same origin were more thorough than any external force, and made the deity feel a sense of collapse and despair from the very foundation of its existence.

Extreme pain and resentment flashed across its blurred and distorted face. The expanding black mist withered and dimmed at a visible speed, and was eventually forced to retract into its body.

All the power generated by the incantation was mercilessly suppressed and dissipated by that single point of golden light.

Inside the blurry body, that dark golden light shone again!

This time, however, the light no longer conveyed the meaning of suppression and purification, but rather a more ancient and obscure fluctuation, as if it were about to awaken something that had been dormant for countless ages.

A vast and ancient aura, like a dormant volcano, suddenly awakened from the depths of the deity's crumbling "shell"!

Above the ancient star Yinghuo, the murky, dark yellow sky seemed unable to withstand the impact of this aura, faintly emitting a mournful cry of unbearable burden.

The remaining array patterns around the five-colored altar lit up spontaneously, then quickly dimmed, seemingly paying homage to some supreme being, or perhaps trembling in fear.

The figure of the deity vanished completely in the dark golden light.

In its place, a ball of intensely burning yet incredibly stable dark golden divine flame took its place!

At the center of the divine flames, a blurry yet majestic figure was rapidly solidifying.

He no longer had that sinister and ghostly appearance.

The dark golden blood energy transformed into a divine halo, layer upon layer, swirling around his body and emitting the sounds of the Great Dao.

Its body is like divine gold, flowing with an immortal luster.

Although his face is still blurred and shrouded in the marks of time and battle, his majesty, which suppresses the heavens and the earth and overlooks the eternal cycle of reincarnation, has already begun to emerge!