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

With a wave of his hand, a mysterious fluctuation appeared, shifting the stars and changing the space-time continuum.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them were no longer in the Northern Region, but had arrived in a mysterious space.

This is a vast world, as boundless as the universe.

There are nine heavens in total, and within each of them are countless ancient books and Taoist texts.

On the ninth floor, there is a stone book that exudes a supreme aura!

It was as if a deity sat cross-legged before the ages, emitting a resounding Daoist voice, the Eternal Scripture!

Chapter Seventy-Three Enlightenment

"Swish"

As soon as the wind blew, the ancient scripture seemed to sense it and opened on its own.

Heaven and earth lost their color, the sun and moon lost their light, and even ghosts and gods wept. All of this was because a scripture had been activated, and the runes of the Great Dao shook the heavens.

A beam of celestial light appeared, guiding the wind and making it seem as if it were a celestial being soaring through the clouds.

"The Great Emperor's path lies in actively drawing closer to him!"

The old man guarding the pavilion was very surprised, his expression was inscrutable, and he valued Feng Yi even more.

There are rumors that the Human King is the reincarnation of an ancient emperor, and perhaps this is not unfounded; he truly possesses that kind of power.

The ultimate Dao, the eternal principle, unfolds in the void, creating a celestial realm.

An inexplicable force lifts the wind and aligns it with this world, witnessing the mystery of its origin.

"buzz"

At this moment, Feng Yi's will was sublimating, as if he had transformed into a creator god.

There, the world was created, the sun, moon and stars were formed, life was created, and an ancient universe was opened up!

Flowers bloom and wither, grass flourishes and then dies; everything has its end, but the universe is constant.

All matter is in transformation and reincarnation, yet it remains forever within the vast universe.

This is the way of Hengyu: to become a human universe, comparable to the vast universe outside, eternal and indestructible.

“Incredible, he has grasped the true essence of the Hengyu Sutra.”

A strange light flickered in Jiang Caixuan's eyes; she saw that Feng Yi seemed to have disintegrated.

Transform into a star field, and reincarnate there!

Birds and beasts, flowers, fish and insects—his will is ever-changing, experiencing different destinies, born and dying there.

This is a deep level of cultivation of the Hengyu Sutra, capable of nurturing the thought of eternity. I didn't expect Feng Yi to have reached it so quickly.

"boom"

Half a month later, that star field changed, and all kinds of Dao spirits dissipated. It was as if an ancient god had returned, with unparalleled heroic bearing and awe-inspiring eyes.

As the wind blew, her entire demeanor became even more transcendent, her charm unparalleled.

"The predecessors were amazing and admirable."

Feng Yi exclaimed in admiration, expressing his feelings: "The profound meaning of the Hengyu Scripture gives rise to the Dao Spirit, forming its own universe."

This helped him overcome a major obstacle, giving him more confidence to explore certain ancient paths in the future.

It can be said that as long as his ancestors worked hard enough, he would not have encountered any bottlenecks.

Copying here and looking there, and integrating the teachings of the ancestors, is also a path to invincibility.

After all, every emperor was so amazing and knowledgeable, with a wide range of interests.

"That's for sure. Throughout history, our ancestors were among the strongest."

The old man guarding the pavilion said proudly, expressing his utmost reverence for his ancestors. He added that all the heroes in the world who mentioned the name Hengyu would give him a thumbs up.

Back then, he trained his troops in the Primordial Ancient Mine and killed an existence comparable to an emperor, his glory shining through the ages!

An imperial family naturally has a high degree of recognition of its ancestors.

"Wow"

On the other side, Jiang Caixuan is also undergoing changes, being baptized by endless runes.

He clearly gained great benefits from comprehending the Dao of the ancient emperors.

As Jiang Yifei's younger sister, her bloodline power is naturally not weak.

"Yin and Yang coexist and nourish all things; the myriad transformations of heaven and man form the universe itself."

Feng Yi was also carefully savoring that Daoist charm and comprehending its profound mysteries.

His cultivation was improving, and his realm was rising involuntarily. He was only one step away from transcending the tribulation and proving himself to the world.

His arms seemed to possess boundless power, capable of piercing the heavens.

The Four Extremes Realm, Three Heavens!

Feng Yi's cultivation speed is enough to make even the greatest talents of all time feel ashamed, considering that he has only been in this realm for a short time.

His accumulated foundation, his powerful vital energy, and his strong stamina are beginning to exert their influence.

Ordinary people's spiritual practice slows down as they progress, but he can soar to the heavens and ride the wind and waves.

Just like Xiao Shi back then, perhaps he can break the miracle of achieving enlightenment in five hundred years!

"Swish"

Another day passed, and Feng Yi and Jiang Caixuan walked out of the Sutra Pavilion, each having gained some insights.

However, Feng Yi had no intention of suppressing it, and he traveled thousands of miles.

Arriving in a desolate land, I begin my tribulation!

"boom"

A sea of ​​myriad lights and thunder, and immeasurable divine calamities poured down, as if to destroy the world.

But Feng Yi remained unmoved, refining the lightning tribulation into a golden core, which he then swallowed directly.

Even the tribulation that breaks through to a higher realm couldn't harm him, let alone this minor tribulation.

The wind is strong, and even the lightning that fills the sky can only help it, without harming it in the slightest.

The elders of the Jiang family stared in disbelief. Was this really a tribulation? It seemed far too easy.

It's simpler than drinking water or eating; no wonder he's a divine being.

"The aura of the Heavenly Tribulation is astonishing. Has he broken through again?"

Not long after Feng Yi left, several elderly men wearing clothing marked with the Purple Lightning Hammer appeared.

Having arrived in this region, he made his judgment.

The Beiyuan royal family considered Feng Yi a great threat and had studied him carefully, hence their special attention.

"No matter how much he jumps around, he's only at the Fourth Realm. How can he compare to Teng'er? Ancestor is being too cautious."

An elder of the Wang family said he didn't care and thought the ancestor was making a mountain out of a molehill.

The Four Extremes and Sendai are in heaven and on earth, respectively. He did not believe that anyone could threaten the Northern Emperor.

Wang Teng, as anyone who knows him understands, was the absolute protagonist of an era, an unrivaled force.

"It's hard to say, but at least he entered the country very quickly."

Some people were worried and felt uneasy. The royal family decided to shoot arrows first and then draw targets, so that if anyone underwent tribulation, the Human King would be the first to be suspected.

It's always better to overestimate your opponent than underestimate them.

They brought back information; how to make a decision is up to the ancestor.

“Old King Peng, your grandson is dead, how can you swallow this insult?”

In the central region of the Eastern Wilderness, in the pure land of the Tianpeng Clan, a mysterious man in black robes spoke.

He was shrouded in mist, making it impossible to see his figure, yet his voice possessed a bewitching quality.

It possesses a strange power that stirs people's hearts and makes them believe.

"A cowardly rat hiding his head and tail dares to spout nonsense here. When will you dare to show your true self before you talk to me again?"

A blond man, strong and imposing, possessed a demonic aura and was extremely domineering.

Golden-Winged Roc King!

He was an unparalleled demon of his generation, with unmatched speed, causing headaches for all the holy lands.

In the past, when the divine kings were not prominent, the old Peng King was one of the most outstanding figures in the world.

But because of his existence, he was almost invincible in the Eastern Wilderness, which is why Little Peng King was so fearless.

"Alright, fellow Daoist, if you have figured it out, you can leave a Peng feather in Falling Eagle Gorge."

The mysterious man was somewhat disappointed, as he had not been able to fulfill the patriarch's instructions.

However, he was helpless. He didn't want to reveal his identity, which would be even worse. Provoking the old Peng King to invite people from the mortal world would already create a barrier.