Covering the Sky: I, a mortal, ascended to the throne step by step.

Chapter 50 Battle! Mortal Body Crushes Four Extremes

Outside the north gate of Kuangyan City, lies the crimson Gobi Desert.

Li Xian had traveled no more than thirty li outside the city.

Six figures appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

Four disciples of the Five Elements Palace.

Zhao Rui was among them, his chest wrapped in thick bandages, his face contorted in a ferocious expression.

Two elderly men in grey robes stood high in the sky, their auras pressing down like mountains.

The Dao Palace reaches its fifth level, now complete.

"It's him." Zhao Rui pointed at Li Xian, his voice trembling with hatred. "Kill him! The Ancient Insect Source and the Alien Source are both on him!"

The gray-robed elder made a hand seal and extended his divine sense.

His gaze swept over Li Xian's entire body, and he sneered:

"Second level of Dao Palace? Zhao Rui, is that all? All four of you combined can't beat one second level Dao Palace cultivator?"

"Elder Song, this kid is hiding something—"

"Enough with the nonsense." Another elder flipped his palm, five-colored spiritual light gathering in his palm. "Hand over all the source stones, sever one arm, and then get out of here."

Li Xian stopped in her tracks.

He glanced at the sky.

The sun was setting in the west, and the wind was blowing from the north, carrying sand grains.

"We're in a hurry, don't block the way."

"court death!"

Elder Song made the first move.

The five-colored light transformed into a bolt of lightning, carrying the full cultivation of the fifth level of the Dao Palace, and struck towards Li Xian's head.

Li Xian raised his hand.

Bring your palms together and slowly pull them apart.

A blazing sun, ten feet wide, swelled and took shape in the palm of his hand.

Great Sun Seal.

After revising the "Western Emperor Scripture," the divine power of the Emperor's Way, made of lapis lazuli and crimson gold, was poured into it from the Divine Treasury of the Heart, making the power of the Great Sun Seal even more terrifying.

The crimson flames illuminated the sky as if it were daytime.

Elder Song's pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively wanted to retreat—but the blazing sun crashed down.

"boom!!!"

The Gobi Desert, spanning several meters in radius, melted.

Sand and gravel transformed into scalding red magma that flowed forth.

Elder Song's five-colored light collapsed like paper in the face of the blazing sun.

Before he could even scream, he was engulfed by golden flames and turned to ashes.

one move.

A Dao Palace cultivator at the fifth level of perfection could be instantly killed with a single move.

Zhao Rui and the others were stunned.

The gray-robed elder's hair stood on end. Without saying a word, he grabbed Zhao Rui and ran.

Upon seeing this, the four disciples fled in four different directions as if they were in a frenzy.

Li Xian withdrew his palm and raised his right index finger.

The chaotic stars point to the sky.

A cold glint appeared at the fingertip, like the coldest star in the dead of night.

"laugh."

Starlight shot out.

It streaked across the sky for hundreds of feet, precisely piercing Zhao Rui's back.

Zhao Rui looked down at the bowl-sized hole in his chest, opened his mouth, and fell to the ground.

The second finger.

The third finger.

The fourth finger.

Four muffled thuds, like four shooting stars falling to the ground.

Each of the four disciples of the Five Elements Palace had a transparent, penetrating wound on their chest, and the starlight slowly dissipated at the edges of the wounds.

To kill from afar, to kill with a mere touch.

Li Xian walked to the nearest corpse, looked through its information, and learned about the so-called forces behind it.

Three breaths later, he stopped.

'The Five Elements Palace, whose sect leader is at the second level of the Sendai realm, is named Gong Wuheng. The sect has several Sendai realm experts, but its foundation is not particularly strong, ranking relatively low among the major sects of the Northern Region.'

'He has some disagreements with the Jiang family, but maintains good relations with the Myriad Tribulations Sect.'

'Killing him is fine.'

I have a clear understanding of the situation.

Li Xian turned around and chased after them to the north.

……

Two hundred miles away.

The gray-robed elder desperately urged his speed forward.

But a figure blocked their way in front of the wind-eroded stone pillar.

Li Xian stood atop the stone pillar, looking down with an air of superiority.

The elder stopped, his face ashen, barely managing to maintain his composure:

"You... which holy land's holy son are you? With your abilities, you can't possibly be a rogue cultivator! There are rules among major sects. You killed a disciple of my Five Elements Palace; aren't you afraid of incurring the sect's wrath?"

"A rogue cultivator," Li Xian said calmly.

The elder paused for a moment, then sneered:

"A rogue cultivator? Fine, fine! Then you should retreat even more! I, Gong Wuheng, the sect leader of the Five Elements Palace, am a powerful expert at the second level of the Immortal Platform Realm, while you are just a rogue cultivator at the second level of the Dao Palace Realm—"

"Too much nonsense."

The elder's face twitched.

He knew he couldn't escape.

With a gritted teeth, he formed complex hand seals and emitted a piercing whistling sound.

The divine power of the fifth level of the Dao Palace burned wildly, and five blurry divine phantoms appeared behind him—Azure Dragon General, White Tiger Soldier, Vermilion Bird Envoy, Black Tortoise Guard, and Qilin Commander.

Summoning the five deities is the Five Elements Palace's signature technique.

The Five Elements Palace belongs to a major sect in the Northern Region. When in the Dao Palace Secret Realm, it can summon the five deities, whose power is enough to suppress those of the same level.

The gray-robed elder, having honed his skills to a semi-restricted state in his old age, allowed the five deities to solidify slightly, barely managing to challenge the four extremes.

"Die!"

The elder roared, and the five deities rushed towards Li Xian.

Li Xian jumped down from the top of the stone pillar.

He withdrew all magical power and operated solely with the power of his physical body.

Raise your right fist and slowly clench it.

The joints cracked and popped, and the blood and qi roared through the meridians like a great river surging from the heavens.

Small Six Paths Reincarnation Fist.

A punch was thrown—

Six blurry black hole outlines appeared in front of the fist, swallowing light, crushing air, and emitting a piercing roar.

The Azure Dragon was the first to be hit, but it couldn't even hold out for half a breath against the black hole, crumbling like a clay sculpture.

The White Tiger soldier and the Vermilion Bird envoy followed closely behind, only to be crushed into dust by the force of their fists.

The Xuanwu Guardian's tortoise shell cracked.

The phantom of the Qilin General was the most solid, lasting for one more breath—before it exploded.

All the five deities were annihilated.

The force of the punch did not diminish, and the aftershock struck the elder's chest.

There was no scene of him flying away.

The elder's body began to shatter outwards from the center of his chest, like a terracotta warrior struck by a heavy hammer. Fragments flew everywhere, and bones and flesh mixed with fragments of his Taoist robe lingered briefly in the air before being swept into a cloud of dust by the force of the punch and scattered across the Gobi Desert.

A chilling wind swept across the battlefield, stirring up fine sand.

Li Xian withdrew his fist.

He looked down and saw that the skin on his fist was cracked and blood was seeping out.

'To unleash the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist with pure physical strength has resulted in significant backlash. The limitations of a mortal body are still too obvious.'

He took a drop of divine spring water from the sea of ​​suffering and placed it on his fist; the wound began to heal.

'On the road.'

Just as he turned around, the void suddenly tore open.

A withered, large hand emerged from the crack, its five fingers spread wide, reaching straight for Li Xian's crown.

Extremely fast.

Li Xian used the Golden Lotus Body Technique to dodge to the side and retreated three hundred feet in quick succession.

A person emerged from the crack.

Thin, dark-skinned, with messy hair hanging down his shoulders, he wore a tattered robe so worn that its original color was no longer discernible.

Half of his left ear was missing, and there was a deep scar above his right eye that exposed the bone.

Eight weapons of different sizes and materials hung from his waist, clanging and jingling.

Aura – the Four Extremes and the First Heaven.

"Don't be nervous, fellow Daoist." The gaunt man grinned, revealing a set of yellowed teeth. "I am Gu Feng, a rogue cultivator. I was watching from afar just now, and seeing how domineering your physical body is, I couldn't resist the urge to join in."

He patted the weapon at his waist and sighed:

"You know how it is with rogue cultivators. No resources, no cultivation techniques, no backing. Stuck at the fifth level of the Dao Palace for seventy years, finally breaking through to the fourth level as a Tribulation Cultivator. And today I meet a fellow Daoist with so many good things on him..."

He stretched out one hand and rubbed his fingers together.

"Want some alms? Or maybe we can make some friends?"

Li Xian looked at him without saying a word.

"Four Extremes, First Heaven. Four minor realms higher than me. But I cultivate the *Daoist Scripture* and the *Western Emperor Scripture* together, and my Four Forbidden Battle Power has already taken shape."

"You can fight."

"roll."

Gu Feng narrowed his eyes, his smile undiminished:

"Fellow Daoist, I've been too kind."

Before he finished speaking, he drew a black dagger from his waist, and the blade became one with him, transforming into a black lightning bolt that slashed towards Li Xian's brow.

All of his cultivation at the first level of the Four Extremes Realm was burned away by this one strike.

The void itself was cleaved open by a ten-foot-long crack.

Li Xian's eyes flashed with anger.

The incomplete "斗" character is activated!

Instead of retreating, he advanced.

The moment his arms were spread out, two crimson-gold phantoms appeared out of thin air behind him—resembling the flapping wings of a Vermilion Bird.

"Buzz!"

It folded its wings together, trapping the Lone Wind Black Blade between them.

The blade trembled violently, and cracks spread from the tip to the hilt—it snapped in two with a "crack".

Gu Feng's pupils contracted sharply.

Without hesitation, he drew his sword with both his left and right hands simultaneously, and unleashed eight weapons from his waist in turn.

Swords, spears, hammers, whips, and hooks rained down on Li Xian like a storm.

Each weapon contains the full force of a strike from the Four Extremes and One Heaven.

Li Xian was forced to retreat repeatedly. His Vermilion Bird Divine Wings shattered and reformed under the intense onslaught. His robes were shredded by the wind from the blades, and several deep, bone-revealing wounds were slashed across his left arm, shoulder blade, and waist.

Blood splattered.

But his gaze never changed.

Calm, precise, like a machine at work.

The sixth weapon – Shatter.

The seventh item – broken.

The eighth item – broken.

The moment the Vermilion Bird Divine Wings shattered the last spear, Gu Feng's hands were empty.

"you--"

Li Xian didn't give him a chance to finish speaking.

The method obtained by observing the Vermilion Bird's Elixir of Immortality, and through the secret evolution of the incomplete Fighting Character, has become incredibly powerful and miraculous.

The Vermilion Bird flapped its wings, and crimson-gold divine wings burst forth, each ten zhang long, carrying a world-destroying and majestic aura that shook the heavens and earth.

Sweep!

The Vermilion Bird's wing slashed at Gu Feng's waist, and the protective divine light of the Four Extremes First Heaven was torn to shreds like thin paper.

His body snapped at the waist, his upper and lower body flying out in two directions, turning into ashes in mid-air without even a drop of blood falling.

The wind stopped.

Li Xian knelt on one knee, panting heavily.

His wounds all over his body burst open, and blood gushed out.

'The first level of the Four Extremes... barely enough to kill, but at a great cost.'

He took out three drops of the ancient divine spring water and swallowed them, then sat cross-legged to regulate his breathing.

Half an hour later, his condition stabilized.

Standing up, brushing the dust and bloodstains off his robe, Li Xian strode off and walked into the distance.

Behind him, on the Gobi Desert, the ashes of the lone wind were swept up by the wind and silently dissipated.

No one knows that today in this wilderness, a mortal cultivator at the second level of the Dao Palace killed two elders at the fifth level of the Dao Palace and shattered a cultivator at the first level of the Four Extremes.

But soon someone will find out.

Because on the crimson Gobi Desert outside the city of Mineral Rock, the hundred-foot-deep pit melted by the Great Sun Seal is still emitting scorching heat.