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

Luo Heng was taken aback upon hearing this, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Does Senior Gai know people from that mining area?"

Upon hearing his question, the others all wore speechless expressions. Xia Jiuyou even rolled her eyes:

"That Luoxia Mining Area... isn't that the source mine of your Yaoguang Holy Land?"

Now it was Luo Heng's turn to be speechless. He had "snatched" his position as the Holy Son, and hadn't even held it for long. He didn't even know exactly what businesses his family owned.

Meeting the inquiring gazes of the group, Luo Heng pondered for a moment. Although he wasn't particularly interested in Yao Guang's businesses, since he had stumbled upon them, he wouldn't mind taking a side job.

Firstly, even if you don't need your own things for the time being, it's not up to others to take them away.

Secondly, if they stood by and watched their own mine being robbed, they would inevitably leave a bad impression on these people.

"In that case," Luo Heng stretched his wrist, a hint of eagerness flashing in his eyes, "I'll use this group of bandits to test my current strength."

The Luoxia mining area was shrouded by a large array covering several miles in circumference. The array patterns flowed, and the brilliant holy light condensed into a perfectly round light shield, protecting the entire mining area within it.

At this moment, outside the great formation, hundreds of bandits occupied four directions, completely surrounding the mining area.

In mid-air, four more secret treasures continuously bombarded the light barrier.

A golden cauldron the size of a mountain, carrying immense force, slammed heavily onto the light barrier time and time again. Each strike caused the entire light barrier to shake violently, with ripples spreading out like raging waves.

A giant hammer, crackling with blinding purple lightning, also grew as large as a mountain, carrying violent lightning, and slammed into the light shield with the force of splitting mountains and splitting the earth. The sound of thunder exploding was incessant, and electric snakes flew everywhere.

A silver Bagua mirror, only the size of a person, hung in mid-air. Its surface flickered constantly, and with each flash, it emitted a blazing divine light that precisely struck the weak point of the light barrier, causing the light barrier to tremble violently and its light to flicker unpredictably.

Finally, a bronze lamp with billowing red flames floated quietly; it was of normal size.

However, it spewed out a raging sea of ​​fire that blotted out the sky, completely engulfing the entire light shield and burning it wildly. Wherever the flames licked, the light shield emitted a hissing sound as it struggled under the strain.

The light shield flickered under the relentless onslaught, clearly unable to hold out for much longer.

Inside the mining area, a tall, slender young man with a scholarly air gazed at the scene outside the formation with a gloomy expression.

The burly man standing beside him, eight feet tall and covered in muscles, said angrily, "Hmph, if Elder Sun hadn't been transferred away, with his cultivation at the second level of the Dragon Transformation Realm, how dare these bandits rob our mine!"

The burly man clenched his fist, his voice growing deeper:

"Right now, they've used Dao patterns to block communication, so the Holy Land has no idea we're surrounded. If we continue to hold out like this... I'm afraid we won't last much longer."

Upon hearing this, the bookish youth frowned even more deeply, still silently staring at the outside of the formation.

The burly man lowered his voice slightly, muttering, "...And that damned new Holy Son. If it weren't for him, the former Holy Son wouldn't have died, and Elder Sun wouldn't have been transferred..."

"Snapped!"

Before he could finish speaking, the bookish boy beside him slapped him across the face and hissed, "Shut up! Is this something you can talk about? If I hear you say that again, I'll break your legs!"

The burly man, after being slapped, showed no anger on his face. Instead, he covered his face with one hand and said in a pitiful tone, "I understand, Father."

"Snapped!"

He received another slap. The bookish young man retorted, "You have to be respectful of your position when you're out in public!"

Now, the burly man could only cover his face with his hands and mutter, "I know... Elder Wang."

……

"The father is young, while the son is tall and strong... This situation can probably only be seen in the cultivation world."

Luo Heng looked at the scene displayed on the screen in front of him and couldn't help but marvel.

Beside him, Gai Jiuyou, Wei Yi, Xia Jiuyou, and Hei Huang, along with their dog, watched the scene on the light screen.

Xia Jiuyou couldn't hold back any longer and spoke up:

"Hey, you liar! What are you looking at? Hurry up and save them! The protective mountain formation won't hold for long!"

Luo Heng, however, remained unhurried, saying leisurely, "What's the rush? If I rush over to save them now, it'll only be a small favor. But if I intervene when the protective formation is truly broken and their lives are hanging by a thread, that will be a life-saving favor."

Since we're going to take action anyway, why not maximize our gains? That's what novel protagonists always do.

Upon hearing these bizarre remarks, Xia Jiuyou's mouth dropped open, her face filled with disbelief.

Upon hearing this, Black King, standing nearby, nodded slowly with a knowing look in his eyes, expressing his deep agreement.

Seeing Xia Jiuyou staring blankly, as if his worldview had been shaken, Luo Heng was just about to take the opportunity to "lecture him on the principles of life".

Then, Black King suddenly exclaimed in surprise:

"The great formation has been breached!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Heng ignored Xia Jiuyou and leaped into the air, transforming into a divine rainbow that hurtled towards the distant battlefield.

However, as he approached the battlefield, he stopped his escape and stood in mid-air.

Then, it actually started walking high in the sky.

With each step he took, he covered a distance of dozens of feet, leaving behind a gleaming golden footprint formed from Dao patterns in the void.

Within just a few steps, the commotion had already attracted the attention of some people below. But before they could react...

A slow smile crept onto Luo Heng's lips.

With a slight rotation of the Great Luo Heaven within his body, a corner of the illusory world suddenly expanded from him as the center, covering an area of ​​several thousand meters.

The next instant, the phantom burst forth with dazzling light, transforming into a domain composed entirely of holy light, within which ethereal and lofty music resounded, pure and sacred, as if a god had descended to earth.

This strange phenomenon caused both sides in the fierce battle to pause. For a moment, it was difficult to tell whether the newcomer was friend or foe, and no one dared to make a move.

A burly bandit below looked up and shouted angrily, "Who goes there?!"

As Luo Heng walked high in the sky, he slowly raised his right hand and made a loose fist.

"Yaoguang..."

The brilliant holy light surged and converged in his palm, condensing into a dazzling spear.

"Holy Son..."

He held the spear upside down with his hand, then slowly raised it.

"Luo Heng!"

As he shouted his name, Luo Heng exerted force in his arm and hurled the Holy Light Spear toward the battlefield below!

"boom--!!"

A deafening sonic boom suddenly erupted, and the spear transformed into a streak of light that tore through the night, plummeting straight to the earth.

Just as it was about to burst out of the holy light domain, Luo Heng's eyes suddenly blazed with golden light.

The spear suddenly split and scattered in mid-air, one becoming ten, ten becoming a hundred, a hundred becoming a thousand, like countless stars falling from the sky, its boundless holy power illuminating the night sky as bright as day.

Countless points of light connected with each other, weaving together in the sky to form a dazzling white net that descended upon the earth.

The light was blinding, the aura imposing. The unexpected turn of events meant it was too late to dodge. The cultivators from both sides, surprisingly, joined forces simultaneously, each employing their own methods to defend upwards.

"BOOM BOOM BOOM—!!"

Clusters of blazing white orbs exploded one after another on the ground, densely covering the battlefield.

The earth trembled, the mountains shook, and holy light swept across the battlefield like a tidal wave, instantly engulfing the entire battlefield.

Gai Jiuyou and Wei Yi, who had already arrived near the battlefield to watch the battle, simply watched quietly, their expressions unchanged.

Xia Jiuyou and the Black Emperor were completely dumbfounded.