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

Chapter 112 Nine Heavens Dao Body

And at the very moment this extraordinary phenomenon of heaven and earth was born.

In some forbidden places, ancient life forms that had slumbered for countless millennia slowly opened their eyes—

They merely glanced casually at the Eastern Wilderness, their gazes indifferent as frost, before closing their eyes again.

A deep voice slowly drifted out from the darkness: "Not bad, another interesting type of resource has been added."

Another hoarse voice followed, carrying a chilling killing intent: "Special physique? Nothing more than a pile of bones by the roadside on the road to immortality. Didn't we hunt down enough of those when we were seeking our own paths?"

"It's quite interesting that such a physique could be cultivated in this post-ancient era."

A sneer came from the darkness: "So what if it's interesting? If you don't become an emperor, you're just food on a plate and wine in a cup."

Once the path to immortality opens, these fresh blood-based foods will be perfect for replenishing our energy and blood.

An even older voice, seemingly from the end of time, spoke softly: "Don't let your guard down. Don't forget—that person—"

Upon hearing this, the voices that were still speaking all stopped simultaneously.

Apart from a cold snort coming from the direction of the Undying Mountain, the rest of the forbidden lands were completely silent.

Clearly, for these supreme beings in the forbidden zones who have cut themselves like knives, even the strongest physique is nothing more than a dish on the dinner plate in the future.

It might bring some surprises, but that's about it.

If one cannot become an emperor, one will remain an ant in the end.

At this moment, the five-colored divine pillar that soared into the sky above Yaoguang Holy Land had just broken through the clouds and entered the layer of gale-force winds above the nine heavens when it was blown away by the heavenly wind.

However, the dispersed five-colored divine energy did not disappear; instead, it spread even more widely, like a huge five-colored canopy, covering a corner of the eastern region of the Big Dipper along with Luo Heng's towering illusory Dharma image, as if it were a royal procession unfolding before an emperor's journey.

Luo Heng's true form stood atop the black and gold cauldron with dragon patterns, while his Dharma form stood beneath a five-colored canopy.

His entire body was spotless, his skin as clear as jade, faintly radiating a divine glow—it was the supreme Dao body forged from the fusion of nine kinds of imperial blood.

Her hair was jet black and glossy, hanging down to her waist, each strand seemingly emitting a faint starlight, as if echoing the great stars in the heavens.

He slowly opened and closed his eyes, and wherever his gaze fell, the void trembled slightly, as if it could not withstand the invisible pressure.

Those eyes seemed to hold two divine lights that could pierce through the void, like two inextinguishable divine lamps flickering.

The phantom of the Great Luo Heaven slowly unfolded behind him—in that illusory world, the celestial music of the Heavenly Music resounded, the fragrance of heavenly rain and dew permeated the air, purple energy came from the east, the sun and moon hung together in the nine heavens, and all sorts of strange phenomena manifested in that world.

It turned out that Luo Heng had taken this opportunity to forcibly devour the strange phenomena of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths with the power of the Great Luo Heaven.

Beyond the Great Luo Heaven, the strange phenomena descending from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths still surged, and the celestial music of Yi Jun Tian Guang Le lingered, transforming into invisible Dao patterns that flowed on his robes. Each line shimmered with a faint light, as if to forever imprint this mark of heaven and earth's blessing into his Dao body.

The fragrance of the Heavenly Rain Dew permeated his very being, making his aura even more sacred and inviolable.

The misty clouds rising from the east lifted his figure, making him appear as if he were standing at the pinnacle of the heavens.

The starlight that shone brightly in the daytime descended and condensed into starlight around him;

The two luminous shadows of the sun and moon hung above his left and right shoulders, yin and yang in harmony, and the Daoist rhythm naturally arose.

The five dragon-like divine energies still hovered above his Dharma image.

At this moment, nine extraordinary phenomena of heaven and earth descended upon him, and together with the ten phenomena of his own immortal realm, they all swirled around Luo Heng.

The five divine energies behind him became increasingly dazzling, like five true dragons soaring and weaving through the sea of ​​clouds, each leap eliciting a roar that resounded throughout the heavens.

He stood there quietly in mid-air.

Her clothes fluttered without wind, cascading like flowing water. Her gaze was as deep as the starry sky, as if containing the vicissitudes and wisdom of eternity.

His body was filled with Daoist energy, every line resonating with heaven and earth, and every breath stirred up a tide of spiritual energy within a thousand miles.

Inside the secret place, everyone held their breath.

The disciples of Yaoguang felt that the person in front of them was no longer the Holy Son they knew, but a god who had come from the age of mythology.

Even Gai Jiuyou, who has lived for nearly ten thousand years, looked at Luo Heng with a strange light in his eyes—not because of strength, but because of his amazement at the myth descending into reality.

The little girl blinked and whispered, "Big brother—he seems to have become more handsome."

No one can refute this statement.

But the word "good-looking" is far from enough to describe Luo Heng at this moment.

That is God.

That was the Emperor.

That is—the emperor who will rule over all the heavens.

He stood quietly in mid-air, the illusory world of the Great Luo Heaven appearing and disappearing behind him, five divine dragons coiling and roaring above his head, nine strange phenomena swirling around and blessing him, and a hundred-zhang-long black and gold cauldron with dragon patterns floating beneath his feet.

It was as if the eternal blue sky was waiting for him to reach the summit.

Suddenly, Lu Yang, standing in the crowd, bowed respectfully to Luo Heng and shouted, "Congratulations, Holy Son, on forging the Supreme Dao Body!"

At his shout, the crowd seemed to receive a command. Thousands of Yao Guang disciples within the secret realm bowed to Luo Heng in unison, congratulating him on forging the supreme Dao body.

In this excited atmosphere, the Holy Lord of Yaoguang took the lead in bowing, and even some elders and supreme elders bowed slightly to Luo Heng.

Amidst the wave of bowing, Yao Xi lowered her head, her gaze fixed on the ground before her. In that instant, a flicker of struggle flashed deep within her eyes.

Amidst this magnificent sight of everyone bowing their heads, only Ye Fan, Xiao Yinyin, Gai Jiuyou, Wei Yi, and Xia Jiuyou remained standing quietly.

Luo Heng stood atop the dragon-patterned black-gold cauldron, smiling as he welcomed the congratulations from the crowd. His demeanor was exactly like that of a young emperor receiving the worship of his people.

However, his heart was already overflowing with tears, and even bleeding silently.

He truly hadn't expected that the so-called will of heaven and earth descending was merely to "certify" a new special physique.

If he had known it was this thing, he would never have been so foolish as to pull it.

That one pull just now directly pulled his Great Luo Heaven's origin back from the Saint King's Artifact to the Ninth Heaven of Sainthood.

If there were any special rewards, such as gifts from heaven and earth or recognition from the Great Dao, then he would grit his teeth and accept the cost.

What on earth is this "certified" new special constitution?

His path was already set; he would definitely become a chaotic being in the future.

Even the strongest special physique will eventually be devoured by the Chaos Body, leaving not a trace. What's the point of all this charade now?

Moreover, those people's special physiques are because their own strength is sufficient, and Heaven and Earth actively recognize and inscribe them in the world.

He just had a bad habit of signing up on his own.

To give an analogy: a special physique is like a monthly salary of 100,000. Once you reach the standard, the heavens and earth collect taxes on your physique, inscribing it into the laws of the universe so that future generations can inherit it. This is like collecting your "copyright fee".

What about Luo Heng? He clearly earns 90,000 a month, but he impulsively added 10,000 to his salary, forcibly making it enough to meet the tax threshold.

How do you think he's feeling right now?

But what can you do? You've already put on a show, so you have to grit your teeth and hold on.

What's that saying again? Don't bow your head, or your crown will fall; don't cry, or the scoundrels will laugh.

Luo Heng forced a smile and glanced down at the dragon-patterned black-gold cauldron at his feet—the medicinal liquid inside seemed to have changed little.

Although he only used it once, the medicinal power consumed was only about 20-30%, and that was even after using the Undying Emperor's secret technique. This shows just how immense the power of the Emperor's blood is.

He estimated that Ye Fan and Xia Jiuyou could absorb at most 20%, while the others would only be able to use a few percent. Based on this calculation, there shouldn't be any need to add more Emperor Blood.

Thinking this, he floated down from the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron and landed in front of everyone.

He walked up to Ye Fan and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, it's your turn."

Ye Fan looked at him, extremely excited—half for his brother, and half for himself who would soon be able to soak in this divine liquid.

He didn't say much, but Chongluo Heng nodded emphatically and leaped into the air—

"thump!"

Many disciples of Yaoguang looked at Ye Fan as he leaped into the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron, their expressions varied: some were envious, some were jealous, and some had resentment written all over their eyes.

Amidst the crowd, a fleeting glint of determination flashed in Yao Xi's eyes.

Ignoring the strange phenomena churning within the dragon-patterned black-gold cauldron behind him, Luo Heng closed his eyes and began to sense the special physique of this newly "certified" body.

This made him even more frustrated.

This new physique has no obvious strengths or weaknesses; it is an all-around enhanced type.

But upon further reflection, he vaguely understood that since it was forged from the blood of nine great emperors, this kind of comprehensive "addition" rather than extreme "addition" meant that it was destined to have no obvious shortcomings.

However, they also have almost no particularly outstanding strengths.

This is awkward.

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This new special physique can be useful in the early to mid-stages if you have some special skills.

But a comprehensive enhancement? Isn't that just a lower-level substitute for the Chaos Entity? Once it transforms into the Chaos Entity, it will be completely covered up.

Thinking about this, Luo Heng, who was already depressed, felt even more suffocated.

He had never used the extraordinary phenomenon of the Supreme Bright Jade Heaven, and because of that just now, he fell back to the Supreme Emperor Yellow Heaven.

Although I feel terrible, all I can do now is try my best to make up for the losses.

He just forcibly used the Great Luo Heaven to devour the strange phenomena of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, managing to recover nearly 50% of his energy expenditure.

Now that his name is well-known throughout the Beidou system, he should take advantage of this momentum and try to make some more money back.

Thinking this, he walked up to the Holy Lord of Yao Guang and whispered a few words: "Holy Lord, my achievement of a new top-tier physique is a blessing for both Yao Guang and the human race. I would like to hold a grand event in Yao Guang and invite people from the major holy lands of Beidou and the ancient families to attend."

The Holy Lord of Yao Guang's eyes flashed, and a perfectly timed look of joy appeared on his face: "Holy Son, this is an excellent idea. I will make the arrangements."

He maintained a composed demeanor on the surface, but in private he was already having a secret conversation with Luo Heng via telepathy.

Luo Heng specifically instructed: the invitations must specify that a trade fair will be held after the grand event. He will bring out rare treasures...

He traded divine medicines, imperial scriptures and secret techniques, and materials for forging imperial weapons with various powerful forces.

He only wanted one thing—the Nine Great Immortal Gold.

The Holy Lord Yaoguang was alarmed, but he still memorized every single detail.

After finishing his business, Luo Heng was about to turn around when he was stopped by the Holy Lord of Yao Guang.

"Now that the Holy Son has achieved a brand-new top-tier physique, shouldn't this physique be given a name? That way, I can write it on the invitation and announce it to the world."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding elders, the disciples in the distance, and even Gai Jiuyou and his group all turned to look at him.

Luo Heng was having a bit of a headache.

Firstly, he was never good at naming things, and secondly, he genuinely disliked this thing—it was a complete money-loser.

"Nine Heavens Dao Body".

After casually tossing out a name, Luo Heng turned and walked towards the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron.

Behind him, murmurs arose.

"Nine Heavens Dao Body—what a wonderful name!"

"Sounds impressive, no wonder he's the Holy Son!"

Luo Heng ignored them, found an open space, and immediately activated his Supreme Emperor Huang Zengtian Domain, enveloping himself within it. Amidst the swirling smoke, he completely blocked out the view from the outside world.

He then pulled the projections of the four immortal herbs to his side, connected them with the Heavenly Heart Mark, and began cultivating directly.

He was previously trapped by the "Calamity of Loss" in the Other Shore Realm. Otherwise, given his personality, he would have undoubtedly built up his cultivation to the highest possible level—fighting beyond his level? That's out of the question. What he, Luo, enjoys is bullying the weak.

I finally overcame that hurdle a while ago, but then I encountered nine transformations and other miscellaneous things, which delayed my cultivation progress. Now that all the troubles have been dealt with, it's time to push my cultivation forward.

However, before cultivating the Dao Palace Scroll of the Undying Heavenly Art, he first tried the Dao Palace Scroll of the Western Emperor Scripture.

After a period of cultivation, his expression became somewhat strange. After thinking for a while, he didn't rush to cultivate the "Undying Heavenly Art," but instead cultivated the "Nine Nether Immortal Scripture," the "Tai Xuan Scripture," and the "Yao Guang Scripture" Dao Palace Scroll from the Yao Guang Holy Land.

His expression became even stranger.

He then took out all the scriptures in the Sea of ​​Wheels and pondered them for a while.

The result left him speechless, and he couldn't help but think to himself: Okay, so this is what they call "the strongest scripture for each realm"?

Luo Heng had always been curious about how this thing was evaluated.

Surely we can't have those great emperors fight each other at the same level, can we?

It's even more impossible to let someone who cultivates these scriptures win a competition at this level; that would only prove the person is strong, not the scriptures.

He had heard a saying in his previous life: "In literature, there is no first place; in martial arts, there is no second place."

Scriptures clearly fall under the category of "literature". If you cultivate it and become invincible, it only means you are powerful, not that the scripture itself is the most powerful.

Moreover, comparing combat strength alone is unfair.

For example, the Western Emperor Scripture Palace Scroll excels in health preservation. Is it meaningful to compare it with scriptures that specialize in combat power?

But right now he happens to have the strongest Dao Scripture in the Sea of ​​Wheels Realm, the strongest Western Emperor Scripture in the Dao Palace Realm, and several other ancient emperor-level inheritances.

After comparing them one by one, he finally discovered what the so-called "strongest scripture for each realm" was all about.