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

Chapter 81 The Power of Imperial Thunder, The Demonstration of Thunder Dao!

"How dare you!"

The Underworld Emperor roared, and gray mist surged around him. Countless vengeful spirits wailed, howled, and struggled madly within the mist.

Those were all the beings he had slain, which he had refined into his own Dao. Now, they were all released, transforming into a vast gray ocean that swept towards Li Qingshan.

Wherever the gray ocean passed, the void directly decayed and rotted, turning into wisps of gray mist, and then returning to nothingness.

Similarly, he immediately chose to elevate it to the highest level.

The withered body began to swell, and beneath the dry skin, a terrifying power surged—a supreme Dao related to death, shrouding the entire desolate frontier in deathly silence.

"die!"

He shouted sharply, his voice hoarse and piercing, like a cold wind blowing from the deepest hell.

Li Qingshan turned around, spread his five fingers, and casually clapped his hands forward.

The moment he struck out with his palm, a blinding light suddenly burst forth from his palm.

The light was neither a fluctuation of magical power nor a manifestation of the Dao, but rather a divine radiance purely produced by the burning of particles from the physical body.

Divine treasures are hidden in the palm, and the physical body attains enlightenment!

boom!!!

The gray ocean suddenly froze.

In the next instant, the entire ocean seemed to be gripped by an invisible giant hand, and exploded from the middle. Countless vengeful spirits turned into nothingness amidst screams, and the gray mist of the decaying void was violently shaken away.

The withered body of the Underworld Emperor, which had just begun to swell, was also swept by the aftershock of this palm strike. It was as if he had been hit by a great world, and he spat out blood and flew backward.

"you----"

He roared and frantically activated his own Dao principles, trying to stabilize himself.

But the palm strike was too domineering, directly smashing half of his body into a bloody mess, exposing his stark white bones covered with fine cracks.

Li Qingshan stepped forward, pointed his fingers like a sword, and then gently slashed down.

The Grass Character Sword Technique.

This sword strike had no earth-shattering sword light, no sword energy that tore through galaxies; it only conveyed a pure and ultimate sense of "severing."

Wherever the sword intent passed, the surging gray mist was neatly cleaved in the middle, like cloth meeting a sharp blade.

The body of the Underworld Emperor had only been partially reconstructed, and he had no time to dodge. He could only watch helplessly as the sword intent came slashing towards him.

A straight line of blood appeared starting from between the eyebrows.

The blood trail extended downwards, across the bridge of the nose, across the lips, across the chest, across the abdomen, and down to between the legs.

The body of the Underworld Emperor was neatly split in two!

The two halves of the body flew backwards to either side, and the supreme blood splattered on the desolate borderlands. Each drop was as heavy as a mountain, crushing the void. Each drop was burning, shining, and telling the story of the trauma he had endured.

However, just a moment later.

Endless gray mist suddenly gushed out from the broken wound, like a boiling ocean, instantly engulfing both halves of the body.

"ah!!!"

Within the gray mist, countless vengeful spirits howled and struggled as they were forcibly refined into the most primal life essence, desperately pulling at their two halves, attempting to reconnect them.

Flesh and blood are writhing, bones are reconnecting, and the principles of the Tao are intertwining.

The Burial Emperor's vitality was indeed astonishing; even after being split in two, it continued to struggle desperately.

However, this reorganization process takes time. Even if he is a supreme being who is skilled in this art, he cannot recover instantly after being cleaved by such terrifying sword intent.

At that moment, the other two supreme beings made their move.

Having witnessed Li Qingshan's prowess, they dared not stand idly by and watch him kill another Supreme Being.

The Lord of Purple Heaven formed hand seals, and purple light surged around him, evolving into a vast starry sky.

In that starry sky, countless stars are born and die, and countless worlds are revolving. That is the Great Dao he comprehended in his lifetime, a supreme method that can suppress all the heavens.

Yun Gen also murmured a long and obscure incantation.

"Through countless reincarnations in the Three Realms, my name will be inscribed in every lifetime, proclaiming to all the gods, and all the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths will respect my commands."

The incantation was silent, yet it spread throughout the entire borderland, throughout this world isolated by celestial fire and the Heavenly Net.

Without a sound, one giant monument after another appeared around Li Qingshan.

Those colossal monuments were enormous, each soaring into the universe, constantly expanding until the sun, moon, and stars revolved around them, solemn and dignified, majestic and awe-inspiring.

Ancient steles stretch across the universe, one after another, like the tombstones of immortals, filling the starry sky. Compared to them, all the stars in the heavens are insignificant, far too small.

"Is that all?"

Li Qingshan gave a soft shout.

He raised his right hand, his five fingers spread.

boom!!!

At the sternum, the refined Supreme Bone Fragment suddenly burst forth with a dazzling purple-gold light.

The light was so intense, like a purple sun exploding in his chest, illuminating the entire desolate frontier, the giant monuments, and the void itself.

Immediately afterwards, the mysterious natural patterns on the bone fragments began to swirl wildly.

With each rotation, a bolt of purplish-gold lightning shot out from the bone fragment.

That lightning was no ordinary lightning, but innate divine lightning born from the Supreme Bone Fragment, containing the true meaning of Emperor Lightning, and was the most terrifying lightning punishment in the world.

One, ten, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand —

Endless purple-gold lightning erupted from Li Qingshan's chest, transforming into a boundless sea of ​​lightning that swept outwards in all directions.

At that moment, the entire desolate frontier was illuminated.

The sea of ​​lightning surged, and the purple-gold light tore through the eternal darkness, illuminating this desolate region that even the supreme divine sense could hardly penetrate.

Wherever the light passed, the void was instantly annihilated, the chaotic energy was evaporated, and all tangible and intangible existences turned into nothingness.

But this is just the beginning.

In the center of the sea of ​​lightning, a huge phantom of a lightning pool slowly emerged.

The Thunder Pool was dark gold in color, with countless ancient thunder patterns flowing on its walls. Each thunder pattern contained the origin of lightning from the beginning of creation.

The pool was churning with lightning-infused liquid, a liquefied form of divine punishment, each drop enough to shatter a star.

Heavenly Punishment Thunder Pool!

This is the ultimate phenomenon born from the Supreme Bone Fragment, a natural manifestation of the Thunder Dao Law after it has been condensed to its extreme.

The moment the Thunder Pool appeared, the entire sea of ​​thunder boiled over.

The thunderous magma in the pool shot into the sky, transforming into nine purple-gold thunder dragons, each ten thousand feet long, with menacing scales and eyes that gleamed with a light capable of destroying everything.

The thunder dragon roared to the sky, its cry shaking the entire borderland. Wherever the sound passed, the void shattered inch by inch, revealing an even deeper void behind it.

Meanwhile, above the Sea of ​​Thunder, an even more astonishing scene was taking shape.

It was a painting woven from lightning.

Within the scroll, the scene of creation unfolds. In the beginning, chaos separated heaven and earth, and the first bolt of lightning was born from nothingness, illuminating the primordial universe.

That was the first thunderbolt at the beginning of the universe, the starting point of the birth of all things, and also the source of the destruction of everything.

Then, even more scenes appeared.

There was a Celestial King who underwent tribulation, withstanding the ninefold lightning tribulation with his own body, and finally succeeded and withdrew, stepping into the realm of immortality.

A demon emperor was banished, overwhelmed by endless heavenly punishment, his body exploded, his primordial spirit dissipated, and he ultimately turned into ashes.

Divine beasts undergo tribulations; true dragons, phoenixes, qilin, white tigers—various legendary mythical beasts struggle in the sea of ​​thunder.

Roaring, reborn from the ashes.

Purple lightning battled the sea of ​​thunder, all thunderbolts submitted, the sky trembled, and in the end, it manifested as a humanoid creature.

One of the Ten Great Fiends of Antiquity—Thunder Emperor!

One scene after another appeared in the sky above the sea of ​​thunder. These were the memories of the laws of thunder imprinted on heaven and earth, and all the legends related to thunder and lightning since the beginning of time were being revived at the same time!

And at the deepest part of this endless lightning, an even more terrifying existence is gathering.

That was a lightning bolt that defied all reason.

It has no fixed form; sometimes it transforms into chaotic energy, sometimes into nothingness, sometimes into a shower of light, and sometimes into an indescribable "existence."

Its color is constantly changing: purple-gold, chaos, transparency, pitch black—each color represents an extreme form of divine punishment.

This is divine lightning.

It is Lei Dao performing the magic!

The legendary celestial lightning is said to appear only when immortals undergo tribulation, and a single strike is enough to destroy a vast world.

At this moment, it was gathering above Li Qingshan's head, floating above the sea of ​​lightning, like a great sun that was about to fall at any moment, radiating an aura that made the entire borderland tremble.

Those colossal steles, powerful enough to suppress the heavens, crumbled and exploded one after another under the impact of the sea of ​​lightning.

Wherever the thunder dragon passed, the giant monument was easily torn to pieces as if it were made of paper.

The sea of ​​lightning surged forth, and before the fragments could even fall, they were completely engulfed by the lightning and turned into nothingness.

The giant steles that Yunheng had created were originally a supreme secret technique capable of suppressing all the heavens, but now they couldn't even last a moment before being torn apart by the sea of ​​thunder.

The starry sky created by Zi Tianzhi was even more unbearable.

The moment the sea of ​​lightning surged in, the stars exploded like bubbles.

The first to explode were the outer stars, one after another, like fireworks bursting forth, brilliant but fleeting.

Next came the central sun star, a colossal celestial body, which was swallowed whole by the thunder dragon. A muffled explosion emanated from the dragon's body, and it was then completely refined.

The vast starry sky was torn apart by the sea of ​​lightning, turning into a shower of light that dissipated.

"Is it an imperial tribulation or an immortal tribulation? I refuse to accept it!"

The Lord of Purple Heaven turned pale, spat out a mouthful of supreme blood, and was completely submerged in the sea of ​​lightning, where he floated, struggled, and roared.

But he couldn't escape.

The sea of ​​lightning was so vast and boundless that it filled the entire desolate borderland that was isolated by immortal fire and the sky-covering net, leaving no blind spots and no way out.

"what!"

The Underworld Emperor, who is currently undergoing reconstruction, is in an even more miserable state.

His two halves of his body had just been joined together; his flesh was still writhing, his bones were still reconnecting, and the laws of nature were still intertwining. He was at his most vulnerable moment.

The moment the sea of ​​lightning surged in, he didn't even have time to scream before he was completely engulfed by the endless purple-gold lightning.

Nine thunder dragons simultaneously pounced on the Underworld Emperor, their claws tearing through his flesh, their teeth crushing his bones, and their tails scattering his Dao principles.

The body of the Underworld Emperor gradually disintegrated and dissipated in the sea of ​​lightning, until only a fist-sized, grayish-white, flowing supreme origin remained, which was carried by the sea of ​​lightning and drifted towards Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan raised his hand and the primordial energy fell into his palm.

Hide.

His gaze then fell upon the struggling figure in the sea of ​​lightning.

Lord of the Purple Heaven.

At this moment, although this supreme being had reached the pinnacle of enlightenment, he was also in a state of utter disarray.

The once warm and jade-like white robe had been torn to shreds by lightning, revealing a body covered in scorch marks underneath.

His handsome face was filled with terror and resentment. The purple light in his purple eyes dimmed as he desperately tried to circulate his own Dao principles, wanting to break free from this sea of ​​lightning.

But he couldn't get out.

The sea of ​​lightning seemed to have a life of its own; whichever direction he charged in, the lightning in that direction would become even more intense, forcing him to retreat.

Above the sea of ​​thunder, the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Pool trembled slightly.

A bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket descended from the sky, like a purple celestial blade, striking the Lord of Purple Heaven.

The Lord of Purple Heaven screamed as half of his body exploded, his supreme blood splattering everywhere. Before he even hit the ground, he was evaporated by lightning.

Another bolt of lightning struck.

One more.

One after another.

The Heavenly Punishment Thunder Pool continuously poured out lightning magma, each bolt powerful enough to severely injure even a supreme being who had reached the pinnacle of enlightenment.

The Lord of Purple Heaven struggled and roared within, his body exploding and reforming again and again, but each reformation made him weaker and each explosion more complete.

Li Qingshan did not give him another chance.

He raised his hand, spread his five fingers, and gently grasped the struggling figure in the sea of ​​lightning.