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

"A prodigy indeed! Once the young master grows up, who will he fear in the future!"

One of the elders almost roared to the sky, feeling a sense of triumph.

The Wind Clan has a long and rich history, comparable to the sacred lands, but clearly they aspire to go even further.

In the era when great emperors ruled, the imperial family was the most powerful.

"What a magnificent human king! He is truly an unparalleled elixir, which could benefit our lineage."

The extraordinary phenomenon was astonishing, and could be heard for hundreds of miles around.

On the outskirts of the Wind Clan, among the Eight Hundred Divine Islands, an old servant's eyes gleamed, and thoughts raced through his mind.

He kept a low profile, appearing outwardly as an old servant of the Fourth Realm.

But in reality, he is a powerful being with strange supernatural abilities and methods.

The Ruthless Clan harbors great ambitions. After tasting success by infiltrating the Yao Guang Holy Land, they have also made some plans to expand into other ancient families.

After all, among the many physical constitutions in the world, the Ruthless Clan considers them to be like peerless elixirs that can help people evolve and advance by leaps and bounds, so they naturally pay more attention to them.

The instant he had that thought, an invisible thread of cause and effect was created.

The path of cause and effect is profound and complex, and few in the world can grasp it. In this era, the Divine Calculator of Zhongzhou is revered.

"Huh, what's this...?"

On the other side, within Feng Yi's sea of ​​suffering, turbulent waves crashed against the shore, and all sorts of mysteries were being born.

Stars illuminate the blue sky, a diagram of yin and yang, life and death, a golden lotus planted in the sea of ​​suffering, and so on, the list goes on.

But he had no mind to pay attention to that, because at that moment, his whole body was glowing, and the divinity of his bloodline was gathering.

In the hazy light, a supreme aura was gathering—the Emperor!

Chapter Six: Divine Imprint

He was a magnificent man, with an aura that could swallow mountains and rivers, possessing unparalleled talent.

Standing in the chaos, utterly obscure and indistinct, yet possessing a certain charm.

Only those who have attained enlightenment possess such great charisma that inspires awe!

This man, high in the heavens, at the very center of the sea of ​​reincarnation, rejected all other strange phenomena.

It can be said that he alone is the Dao, the heaven, and the boundless!

Feng Yi pondered and deduced for a long time before he finally understood the situation: this was a Dao body he had condensed using the power of his bloodline.

Or perhaps it is the imprint and traces of the ancient ancestor that have materialized on him.

"Red-haired lord, I am indeed your most beloved son."

Feng Yi was somewhat excited, as his long-awaited golden finger had finally arrived.

Such a Dao body, imprinted with divine spirits, is akin to summoning demons. At the highest level, it can truly recreate the ancient Fuxi!

Is this his extraordinary talent, condensing the imprints of emperors and having his ancestors fight for him?

Or perhaps it was a gift from Lord Red Hair, the Summoning Scripture!

"Wow"

The Fuxi mark glanced at the Bitter Sea and found it crude and unbearable.

He frowned, pondered for a moment, then sat in the center and began to regulate yin and yang.

In the end, dragon energy rose from that world sea, as if it were a land where dragons soared.

A true dragon is about to ascend to the heavens, as if entering the celestial realm!

During this process, Feng Yi felt as if he had taken an elixir, and all the pores on his body opened up.

Qi and blood, and magical power are perfectly integrated, and one's understanding of the Dao is being sublimated.

The imprint of a great emperor helped him rebuild his foundation, even if it was only for Fuxi, who was at the Sea of ​​Wheels realm, it was still an immense stroke of luck.

“There is a cause and effect; someone had designs on me.”

Fuxi acted on Feng Yi's behalf, and Feng Yi's mastery of celestial secrets had reached a level of divine insight.

He immediately sensed something was amiss; a causal chain was emerging.

Using his divination skills, he pinpointed an old servant hundreds of miles away and immediately realized that he was from the Ruthless Man's lineage.

Feng Yi's eyes lit up. "Great! What a wonderful treasure-delivering boy!"

“Ancestor, come with me.”

Feng Yi bowed and whispered a few words to Xinghe Wang.

This Great Accomplishment King's eyes flashed with murderous intent. The mighty Ancient Feng Clan had actually been infiltrated.

"What kind of person is this? He doesn't even know his house is haunted!" He glared fiercely at the Holy Lord of the Wind Clan.

"Swish"

With lightning speed, the little one rode a divine rainbow and soared through the sky.

Before long, they arrived at a divine island.

The Wind Clan is a behemoth, with hundreds of thousands of members!

Many people looked surprised when they saw Feng Yi flying through the air, because generally speaking, only those at the Life Spring Realm can fly.

"Young master, you are truly a prodigy. You will surely become the leader of the Eastern Wilderness in the future."

Some people stood up and flattered him, saying that the collateral relatives were eager to get closer to Feng Yi.

Everyone knows that he is the future King of Men, and once he reaches his full potential, he will be able to dominate the Eastern Wilderness.

Leaving a good impression will bring many benefits in the future.

"Haha, not at all."

Feng Yi was unusually humble and started chatting with everyone.

He even found an excuse to say that he wanted to stay here for a period of quiet meditation.

Three days passed in a row. On this sacred island, Feng Yi encountered him twice, but everything was normal. The old man simply addressed him respectfully as "Young Master."

"Old Deng, you've already chosen your own path to death!"

On the fourth day, Feng Yi finally couldn't hold back any longer.

Who is he? A protagonist of an era, and a fellow townsman of the Red-Haired Man.

This bastard, so honest, who does he look down on? Jiang Yifei is also a descendant of an ancestral emperor, and once he releases his domineering aura, he'll be lurking in the Jiang family.

The frame drops gold coins, and you can start with a full set of Undying Heavenly Art.

He's clearly a main character, yet this old guy isn't even giving out any gold coins!

"You're so shameless, Ancestor! Crush his bones and scatter his ashes!"

Feng Yi got angry. As a renowned expert in winning, didn't he have any pride?

Several times, I tried to stir up karma and persuade this old man to teach me the Heavenly Skill, but I found that he didn't know it.

He wanted to learn the demonic arts, but then he discovered that Old Deng had no intention of passing them on to him.

Actually, it was because Feng Yi's cultivation was too weak. If he were in the Sendai Realm, he would surely succeed in triggering karma.

Fuxi's esoteric arts, when developed to a higher level, contain some wondrous aspects of cause and effect.

In the past, after he attained enlightenment, he could have any wish he had, and he was almost omnipotent!

"it is good."

A man in a white robe appeared out of thin air.

Around him was a vast galaxy, with one great star after another moving according to his will.

He stretched out one hand, the movement casual, and grabbed forward.

That palm holds a vast world!

"what!"

The old servant could no longer hide it, and his aura surged.

His gray hair danced wildly, rising like a coiled dragon, and a slash of sword light shot out, about to shatter the void.

He knew he had been exposed and his only option was to retreat.

But it was completely useless. A bright star froze the void, rendering him unable to move.

It's like Sun Wukong, caught in the palm of the Buddha. He can't escape, no matter where he goes.

"The Great King."

The old man trembled, his pupils contracted.

I never imagined that such a master still exists in this world.

That aura, that unparalleled grace. He was clearly the Star River King from seven thousand years ago, still alive.