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

So what if he's a celestial being? We mere ants can still drag him down from his pedestal.

"Boom"

The crimson flames, the great momentum of humanity, are as beautiful as the sunset.

Yet it possesses an unparalleled killing power, capable of shaking the sun and moon, and moving mountains and rivers.

In an instant, the celestial deity's form shattered, turning into nothingness.

Ultimately, he was merely a Celestial Venerable Seal formed by Duan De, not a true ancient Celestial Venerable.

That unscrupulous Taoist priest, merely a cultivator at the Fourth Realm, how could he possibly contend with the overwhelming force of humanity and the people of the Northern Region!

In an instant, Duan De was struck dumb, his breath became weak and he was much weaker.

With a flick of Feng Yi's wrist, Duan De saw stars and fainted.

Then he used a miraculous technique to seal and suppress Qi Lun Hai and divine power.

[With just one hand, I've suppressed the Underworld Lord to the point of being unable to lift his head. In the past 100,000 years, only I have achieved this.]

Feng Yi was somewhat pleased and recorded this glorious moment.

In the future, this will be something to brag about in history.

He used his magic to transform into a rope, hung the unscrupulous Taoist priest from a big tree, and plundered the divine treasures.

"Ugh, my head hurts so much! Wait, where's Master Dao's treasure?!"

Soon after, Duan De felt as if the world was upside down, his head was facing the ground, and his body was empty.

He quickly realized that he had been robbed, stripped naked except for his Taoist robe.

Instantly, a shrill scream rang out, and white vapor, like flames burning, spewed from its mouth and nose, along with blood.

There is no greater sorrow than death. Having fallen into the hands of the King of Men and had his treasure stolen, is there any chance of getting it back?

"buzz"

Looking ahead, he saw a broken bowl, emanating a chaotic aura.

It was as if a flawless universe hung high above a young man's head, which he was refining.

Clearly, the Devouring Demon Canopy has changed hands and been marked by another person.

"Ah, just kill me!"

Duan De closed his eyes, in immense pain, feeling as if he were being bullied.

My heart is bleeding; I feel that this turbulent world is not worth living, and I have no will to live.

He was a greedy man, and watching his treasures being taken away was worse than death for him.

“This kid is not honest. How about this, let’s suppress him in the latrine for ten thousand years.”

The Star River King, with his arrogant and unparalleled demeanor, stood in mid-air and threatened from the side.

This fat Taoist priest is no ordinary person; he has received the inheritance of the Transcending Tribulation Celestial Venerable. It won't be easy for Feng Yi to subdue him.

However, he is a shrewd and experienced man, and he has plenty of strength and means.

"Ancestors, Your Majesty the Human King, I am convinced, I am completely convinced. From now on, if you point east, I will not dare to go west."

Upon seeing Xinghe Wang and hearing his devilish suggestion, Duan De's composure crumbled instantly.

It seems that losing the treasure isn't so hard to accept after all.

Life needs comparison; setbacks make life seem more beautiful.

"I am a person who is fair in rewarding and punishing, and I have always cared for my own people."

Feng Yi walked over, untied Duan De from his restraints, and handed him a magic lamp.

The demonic aura is palpable, its flames burning eternally for millennia, radiating a shimmering purple light. This is the Heavenly Demon Lamp, a divine weapon of kings.

[This prince is actually a kind person,] Duan De thought amidst his fluctuating emotions.

Actually, this was still what Feng Yi had taken from him, but the unscrupulous Taoist's expectations were already very low.

As long as you're not thrown into the latrine, you're in a period of upward mobility, and you'll be severely manipulated by psychological manipulation.

"Swish"

A powerful cultivator was riding a savage beast at breakneck speed from afar.

He approached Feng Yi with utmost respect and earnestly reported:

"Your Highness, the descendants of Master Yuan have a treasure to present to you."

He was referring to the matter of Master Zhang having Er Lengzi and Lei Shu present gifts.

A small stone village, originally not valued, suddenly attracted attention after Er Lengzi revealed the name Yuan Tianshi.

"Master Yuan!"

Duan De's eyes widened suddenly, and he rubbed his hands together, full of anticipation.

His greedy nature had never changed, but when he thought of Xinghe Wang and Feng Yi, he dared not cause any trouble.

"Actually, as long as you work hard and bring benefits to all people, this lid can be given to you a hundred years from now."

Feng Yi nodded, already understanding. He dismissed the knight and turned to offer Duan De grand promises.

It has a distinct flavor of big capitalists spurring their cattle and horses.

Chapter Forty-One: The Source Heaven Divine Treasury

"Your Highness, just say the word. Even if you ask me to climb mountains of knives or descend volcanoes, I wouldn't hesitate for a second."

Duan De roared, his eyes wide open, his energy and spirit surging.

It's like a nuclear-powered donkey that suddenly becomes intelligent and speaks human language.

That's the Heaven-Devouring Demon Cover, a supreme celestial object. You can get it by working for a hundred years. He's truly the greatest philanthropist in history.

"call out"

Having subdued Duan De, Feng Yi sped along the road and arrived at that small stone village.

In the distance, he saw a great mountain, its soil a deep purplish-brown, majestic and imposing, as if carved by a knife and axe.

An old man with gray hair stepped out of his house and bowed towards the mountain, while giving instructions:

"This is a demonic mountain; touching it brings misfortune, but if one treats it with reverence, it will leave a legacy of blessings for future generations."

“I know, Uncle Zhang, you’ve said it eight hundred times already, the people in the village will never go.”

A young man, rather thin, like a monkey, named Wang Shu, was very clever.

He smiled and helped the old man up; the old man was highly respected in the village.

Two rays of light flew in from the horizon. One transformed into a handsome young man, and the other into a fat Taoist priest, who also looked quite respectable.

Upon seeing the young man, a glint of light flashed in Zhang Wuye's cloudy old eyes.

He bowed deeply to the boy, saying, "Greetings, Your Majesty the King!"

The creatures of Xiaoshizhai worship the statue of Feng Yi every day, and naturally they can recognize it.

"Father-in-law, you're too kind," Feng Yi replied.

He was very easygoing and did not make a fuss when he arrived at this stone village.

"The King has arrived. He looks so handsome, his skin is even whiter than mine."

Feng Yi's arrival caused a sensation in this small stone village.

Many girls would pretend to walk past him casually, steal a glance, and be happy all day long.

The men in the village are quite rough; they slaughter chickens and sheep, light bonfires, and roast tender lambs until they sizzle and drip oil.

Beautiful women dressed in silk skirts and adorned with silver ornaments sang and danced, creating a lively atmosphere as if it were a festival.

"Daoist priests, you are great heroes of our Northern Region!"

A girl in red, with eyes like black gemstones, slender figure, and as lively as a rabbit.

She was Er Lengzi's older sister, and she excitedly presented Duan De with a colorful flower wreath.

The Heavenly Alliance was very popular in this region, and even this fat man became handsome.

"Haha," Duan De blushed deeply, becoming somewhat shy.

It feels good to be admired and respected.

"Lord King, Master Duan, I'd like to offer you a toast."

Er Lengzi, with his carefree attitude, poured a few glasses of strong liquor and handed them over. Things from small towns, though lacking in spirit, have their own unique flavor.

Drinking wine and eating meat with gusto, how delightful!

"Back in the day, I was a hero in the southern region of the Eastern Wilderness, roaming famous mountains and rivers, and was invincible."

"A bird bigger than a mountain, comparable to the Holy Lord. You've heard of the Holy Lord, haven't you?"

"I, Daoist, raided his bird's nest!"