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

Chapter 69 I have a dream: to combine nine fishhooks into one!

The Fire Domain is divided into ten levels. The flames in the first few levels are extremely dangerous for cultivators, but for Li Qingshan, they are not much different from ordinary warm winds.

He kept going uphill, his steps never faltering.

In the outer area of ​​the Fire Domain, one can occasionally see several cultivators sitting cross-legged in the flames refining artifacts; they are all powerful figures from various sects.

These people all closed their eyes and concentrated on the floating object in front of them.

Occasionally, someone would notice someone passing by, but they would only open their eyes and glance at them before closing them again.

Those who deliberately come to this area in search of opportunities are all extraordinary individuals, so naturally everyone refines their own weapons without interfering with each other.

Li Qingshan didn't stop, and went straight through the seventh and eighth floors, then through the ninth floor, and entered the tenth floor.

The moment they stepped in, the surrounding flames suddenly changed color.

The flames were no longer crimson, pale gold, or incandescent white, but had become a faint, almost transparent light, as if they did not exist in this world.

The flames burned silently, lacking the scorching heat and domineering presence of the previous nine levels. Instead, they carried an ethereal and dreamlike quality, as if they might dissolve into the void and vanish into nothingness at any moment.

But it was this seemingly harmless, transparent flame that made Li Qingshan stop in his tracks.

"Is this the legendary celestial fire?"

He looked around.

The space on the tenth floor is much smaller than the lower floors, only about a hundred feet in diameter.

The transparent flames filled the space, yet they did not appear violent. Instead, they possessed a strange sense of tranquility, like an ancient being that had slumbered for countless ages, quietly burning itself, detached from worldly affairs.

Li Qingshan did not rush forward.

He stood there, sensing the surroundings for a moment.

This celestial fire appears to be composed of a cluster of runes, and its aura is indeed very special.

Unlike ordinary flames, it is not violent and flamboyant, but rather carries a transcendent "immortal" charm, as if it had truly been touched by some existence beyond this world.

However, upon closer examination, this fire is probably not a true "immortal fire," but rather a special existence evolved from the combination of fragments of some immortal laws and the essence of fire.

"Has this fire ever killed an immortal?"

Li Qingshan recalled the records about the Fire Domain and gently shook his head.

With his current eyesight, he can see through the true nature of this immortal fire.

It does indeed possess the power to incinerate supreme beings, but the claim that it "burned immortals to death" is mostly an exaggeration.

How could a true immortal be so easily burned to death?

However, the essence of this flame is indeed extremely high, making it perfect for refining artifacts, especially those that carry the will of an Emperor.

With a slight thought, he held something in his palm.

Broken Army Spear.

The dark purple ancient spear had shrunk to about a foot long and lay quietly in his palm. The ancient and fierce patterns on the spearhead gleamed faintly under the transparent flame.

Li Qingshan gently tossed the Broken Army Spear forward.

hum!

The ancient spear hovered in the transparent flames. The spear trembled slightly, and the extremely fine dark purple light spots that remained after being worn away quickly melted away under the scorching of the immortal fire, returning to nothingness.

"Before forging the Ship of Creation, I'll use you as a practice subject!"

Li Qingshan sat down cross-legged.

He raised his hand and pointed, and a wisp of pure Great Accomplishment Saint Body Qi and Blood surged from his fingertip, transforming into a golden-red fire line that wrapped around the body of the Broken Army Spear.

This fire of vital energy, combined with the surrounding transparent immortal fire, began to forge and reshape the ancient spear.

The Broken Army Spear itself is made of top-quality materials and has been nurtured by the invincible bodies of successive generations for countless millennia, giving it a profound heritage.

However, precisely because of this, the imprint of the Overlord's will remaining inside the spear is extremely stubborn. Although Li Qingshan forcibly erased most of it, some subtle marks are still buried deep in the material and are difficult to eradicate.

If you want to completely refine this spear into a brand new supreme weapon, these residual marks must be cleaned up, otherwise they will cause hidden dangers in the future.

The transparent immortal fire burned silently, slowly seeping into the spear's interior.

Those hidden, dark purple remnants of intent, under the scorching heat of the immortal fire, melted away silently, like ice and snow meeting the sun.

Li Qingshan did not use any magic techniques or draw any array patterns. He simply used his own will as a guide to lead the immortal fire to forge the immortal metal in the purest way according to his wishes.

Transparent immortal fire flowed slowly, enveloping the ball of purple immortal gold, and began to refine and shape it in the most subtle way.

The immortal gold gradually softened in the flames, changing from a solid to a semi-fluid, and then from a semi-fluid to being stretched, bent, and contracted.

Time passed little by little.

It took a full seven days for the initial shape of a fishhook to slowly take shape in the flames.

The hook is about two inches long and has a deep purple-gold color. The hook tip is slightly curved with a smooth and natural arc. There is a small hole at the hook shank for easy connection to the fishing line.

Li Qingshan stared at the nascent fishhook, not in a hurry to remove it.

The most crucial step in weapon crafting is not shaping, but "imbuing with spirit".

At this moment, this fishhook is just a piece of immortal gold that has been polished into a specific shape. In order to make it a true supreme artifact, it is necessary to imprint the corresponding laws and will into it.

He raised his right hand, his index finger slowly tracing lines in the air.

As he moved his fingers, extremely fine purple-gold patterns flowed from his fingertips and quietly disappeared into the suspended fishhook.

These patterns are not ordinary array patterns, but rather the true meaning of "slaughter" and "dominance" that he extracted from the killing and killing essence of the Grass Character Sword Technique, the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, and the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Force.

The moment the pattern touched the hook, the previously still purple-gold fishhook suddenly trembled.

hum!

An incomparably fierce killing aura erupted from the hook, like a ferocious beast that had been sleeping for ages suddenly awakening. The tip of the hook faintly emitted a dark golden light, as if it could easily pierce through everything in the world with just a light touch.

The surrounding transparent immortal flames seemed to ripple slightly from this killing aura, retreating in all directions.

"Indeed, this is the material that should be used for weapons of war!"

Li Qingshan nodded in satisfaction, raised his hand, and the fishhook flew out of the immortal fire and landed in his palm.

It feels slightly cool to the touch and quite heavy. The purple-gold patterns on the hook flow slowly in the light, and you can vaguely see tiny sharp edges moving within them, as if they were alive.

He gripped the fishhook, feeling the sharp killing intent it contained.

Compared to the chaotic fishhook on the Heaven-Severing Pole that governs cause and effect and destiny, this purple-gold fishhook is purer and more direct.

Its only purpose is to kill!

Whether it is a living being, a magical artifact, a supernatural power, or even the law itself, as long as it hooks onto it, the domineering power originating from the Purple Extreme Immortal Gold and the True Meaning of Slaughter will instantly erupt, strangling, tearing, and devouring it.

"From now on, I'll call you Immortal Slayer."

Li Qingshan casually gave it a name and sent it to the edge of the Immortal Fire area to continue nurturing it.

After completing the initial forging of the God-Slaying Hook, Li Qingshan did not rush to take out the Creation Boat to begin refining it, but instead continued to sit cross-legged in the immortal fire.

With a slight thought, two more objects appeared in his palm.

Eternal blue gold, the Dao of Tribulation gold.

These two pieces of immortal gold were obtained by him from fishing in the heavens over the years, and he had kept them in the inner space of the Heaven-Shielding Net, unwilling to use them.

Now that I've just finished crafting the God-Slaying Hook, let's make two more fishing hooks!

It will likely take considerable resources and time to transform these two raw materials into complete fishhooks.

Fortunately, Li Qingshan has both of these things now.

For a fisherman, the rod needs to be good and the hooks need to be plentiful!

Li Qingshan has always had a dream.

That is to collect nine extremely rare immortal metals and then forge them into nine different types of imperial weapon fishhooks.

When the time is right, the nine fishhooks can be combined into one, which can make up for the shortcomings of each part and make it the strongest immortal artifact!

Several months passed by in a flash.

The turmoil surrounding the Azure Emperor's tomb gradually subsided, but the numerous spirit weapons that emerged during the struggle, as well as the Demon Emperor's Heart that flew away on its own, remained a hot topic of conversation among cultivators in the Eastern Wilderness.

The final destination of the Demon Emperor's Heart remains a mystery.

Some say they saw it transform into a blood-red rainbow and disappear into the depths of the ruins, while others say it was taken away by a mysterious figure. There are many different opinions, and no consensus can be reached.

Meanwhile, another piece of news began to circulate among the monks.

Someone discovered traces of an ancient temple in the desolate mountains and wilderness of the southern region.

That ancient palace has existed for countless years, cast entirely in bronze, exuding an aura of timelessness.

Some say it is a relic from ancient times, while others say it is a sacred site left behind by an ancient emperor.

Bronze Immortal Palace.

The name began to circulate among various holy sites.

However, the palace gates were tightly closed, and no one could enter; they could only linger on the outside.

And the holy body boy who emerged from the coffin pulled by nine dragons gradually came into the view of more people.

It is said that he cultivated in the Lingxu Cave Heaven and made rapid progress in the Wheel Sea Secret Realm. In just a few months, he opened up the Bitter Sea, built a divine bridge, and reached the other shore. He seemed to be on the verge of entering the Dao Palace.

Some say it's because he consumed the sacred fruit from the ancient holy land, giving him a profound foundation.

Some say it's because the Demon Emperor's Heart ultimately fell into his hands.

Rumors abound, making it difficult to distinguish truth from falsehood.

Zhuofeng.

This peak is the most desolate among the 108 main peaks of Tai Xuan.

Wild grasses grew rampant, withered vines covered the ground, and the palaces were dilapidated; few cultivators ever set foot there on ordinary days.

But today, this desolate and humble peak has attracted clouds from all directions.

Nine azure dragons stretched across the sky, their scales and armor gleaming as if cast from water. Their azure bodies shimmered with a cold light, exuding a powerful and awe-inspiring presence.

They pulled a golden ancient chariot, rumbling and crushing in, solemn and majestic, as if bursting out of a historical scroll.

The chariot hovered above Zhuofeng.

The car door opened, and two figures stepped out side by side.

On the left was a man in his fifties, dressed in a pale gold robe from the Holy Land of Yao Guang, surrounded by a faint holy light, his aura deep and profound.

On the right stands a man of imposing stature, dressed in the Ji family's black battle armor, his eyes reflecting the shifting sun and moon, and revealing glimpses of the void.

Important figures from the Yao Guang Holy Land and the Ji family arrived together.

They did not conceal their aura; the vast pressure belonging to the first level of Sendai swept over Zhuofeng like a tide and spread to the surrounding 108 peaks.

Two great masters!

The headmaster of Taixuan Sect personally came out to greet them, followed by more than a dozen peak leaders and elders.

Such a gathering is a rare sight, perhaps only once every ten years, but today it has come together because of the arrival of two important figures.

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