Covering the Sky: I, Fuxi's Son, the Proven Emperor

Some people wondered who that mysterious young man was, and why Feng Yi would take action against him.

Today, Feng Yi has established an unparalleled prestige among his peers!

"puff"

The next instant, the dragon swung its tail and swept across.

That void suddenly collapsed, a great collapse, a great annihilation.

A wisp of imperial aura spread out, obliterating everything and forming a terrifying black hole.

Jin Chixiao resisted with all his might, the golden royal blood within his body burning and radiating brilliant light.

They wanted to return to the present world and break free from their shackles, but ultimately it was impossible; blood stained the sky.

"They're from the Kitahara Golden Family!"

Countless people turned their heads in shock; yet another holy son had died.

The dazzling light just now, the ultimate potential of the bloodline, was absolutely powerful.

But when facing the King of Men, he was truly powerless to fight back, no different from strangling a chicken.

That boy truly deserves the title of "Holy Child Killer," possessing a demonic quality that is utterly terrifying.

In a single day, he killed two holy sons in succession, showing no restraint and not fearing any retaliation from the ancient families.

"The King of Men is unparalleled, truly invincible!"

An old monk sighed, expressing his heartfelt admiration and feeling honored to share in the glory.

Today, he witnessed history as a brilliant sun rose over the eastern wilderness.

A single glance was enough to kill the Holy Son; such a prodigy is a rare find throughout history.

Having witnessed such a grand event and such a great battle, even if he were to die, he could rest in peace.

In a daze, he seemed to see the ideal version of himself from his youthful days.

"Is there anyone else who disagrees? I am here to challenge all the heroes of the world."

Feng Yi, dressed in a blue robe, was ethereal and otherworldly, like a banished immortal descending to earth.

At this moment, however, he exuded an unprecedented domineering aura, like an ancient emperor looking down upon all living beings.

But there was silence all around, and no one dared to respond to him.

This prodigy is incredibly fierce, even surpassing the peerless God King of the Ji family and the unparalleled Saintess of the Purple Mansion.

They had no choice but to bow their heads and acknowledge his Dao fruition, and when they fought their way to the Eastern Wilderness, no one dared to claim supremacy.

From that day on, the Human King became an insurmountable mountain over the younger generation of the Eastern Wilderness.

Anyone who aspires to the path of emperorship and desires to reign supreme must consider him.

"Your Highness is so great, how dare we, such insignificant light, compete with the bright moon?"

Faced with life and death, the Four Symbols Holy Sons chose to follow their hearts.

Face and glory are no longer important.

At the very least, in this region, among his contemporaries, this great demon king could be killed with a mere wave of his hand.

This is a rare sight: heroes from all over the world, holy sons and divine kings, all revere one person—a sight unseen throughout history.

"Brother, you're awesome!"

Tu Fei also shouted excitedly, extremely thrilled.

A bunch of arrogant bastards who always look down on us little bandits. Now they know how tough it is.

However, Li Heishui remained solemn; the matter was not over yet.

The competition among the younger generation is just a preview; the battles fought by the older generation will determine the final outcome.

Chapter Thirty-Three: Deadly Intent

"boom"

Lightning flashed across the sky, dark clouds covered the sky, and the celestial phenomena became increasingly strange.

It seemed as if a storm was about to break.

When the wind and rain came, they washed the land of the northern region and nourished the oasis.

"Gentlemen, why aren't you running? Do you want to become cannon fodder?"

The ordinary cultivators were still filled with passion and excitement over the recent great battle.

The king is unparalleled and has subdued all the holy sons—this is an explosive topic.

They witnessed it firsthand, and when they return to their hometown in the future, they can brag about it for the rest of their lives.

This great battle is destined to be etched in history, its glory shining through the ages.

Ji Ziyue, however, furrowed her brows slightly, sensing a chilling aura, and couldn't help but offer a warning.

"Run."

Many ordinary cultivators in the crowd immediately realized what was happening.

They fled in all directions. Yes, two holy sons have died. This matter cannot be left unresolved.

Perhaps there will be a great war between holy lands, earth-shattering and earth-shattering, moving mountains and filling seas, but all of that is just commonplace.

When one reaches the level of a great being, a single roar can shatter mountains and rivers, making them comparable to gods and demons.

"It's coming. The wind is just the tip of a ripple, and the future of the Eastern Wilderness for the next ten thousand years will be determined today."

Outside Canglan City, the Five Elements Palace Master murmured, "I had expected this."

This battle is inevitable. The Ancient Wind Clan is too powerful, and some people want to interrupt this trend.

The Wind Clan will also fight hard to secure a future.

The future of who will dominate the Eastern Wilderness is already becoming clear.

Many major religions sent people here to observe, not only with regard to the younger generation, but also because of this.

"buzz"

Nine dragons roared, and a majestic figure appeared in the void.

Imperial Uncle of Great Xia!

At this moment, the imperial dragon energy surged in his palm, gathering like a tide.

Then it condensed into a holy sword, seemingly capable of cleaving the heavens and earth!

"I'd like to see who dares to cause trouble."

Xia Ji's eyes widened in fury, as if the heavens and earth could not contain his figure.

They dared to bully his nephew; that's outrageous!

His beloved younger sister, who only had one son, naturally touched a nerve.

"Hehe, the Great Xia Dynasty is awe-inspiring, but you ultimately cannot represent it. Fellow Daoist, let's play a game of chess."

Suddenly, the void cracked open, the dark clouds dispersed, and streams of blood and energy emerged, like celestial dragons.

It pierced through the sky and shone upon the world.

Eighteen figures arrived in succession, like ancient demons standing tall in the chaos.

They were strangers to each other, all dressed in black robes, their faces disguised and concealed by divine mist.

For the same purpose, they chose to join forces and prevent the Wind Clan from disrupting the balance of the Eastern Wilderness.

"buzz"

The leader among them was completely shrouded in mist, merging with the Dao.

In the void, a chessboard was drawn, clearly defined, forming its own domain.

The sky is the chessboard, the stars are the pieces; who dares to make a move?

A mysterious path, connecting the stars and illuminating the human world.

In an instant, it enveloped the Great Xia Imperial Uncle.

"The Great Divine Power of the Celestial Constellation!"

Many people were surprised; he was indeed a formidable character.

At the very least, he is a living fossil, half a generation older than all the holy masters.

Only with such high cultivation could one suppress the Great Xia Imperial Uncle and bring him into one's own domain.

The so-called Zhou Tian Xing Dou is not a secret technique exclusive to any particular sect, but rather, similar to the Fan Tian Yin, it was passed down from ancient times.

Many great religions have mastered some of these techniques, but it is difficult to cultivate them to a high level.

"Fuck you, you idiot!"

Xia Ji, once he enters the chessboard, he goes completely mad.