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

Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Book of Destiny

"Looks like we need to add fuel to the fire."

The vast chaos, like a waterfall, extinguished everything; within a hundred feet, even the five-colored clouds and mist retreated.

Chaos Immortal Material is a rare treasure that appears only once in all ages. Even those at the seventh level of the Fire Domain would find it difficult to refine.

Feng Yi understood, but as a scion of a prominent family, he was well-prepared.

"buzz"

In the blink of an eye, he took out a crystal-clear divine furnace, which was only three inches long but exuded a supreme aura.

The Divine Furnace of Departure!

Now that this quasi-emperor weapon has been completely unsealed, it is solid and indestructible, as if it could pierce through heaven and earth and burn away eternity.

The bronze furnace expanded rapidly, growing as tall as a small mountain with every gust of wind.

The entire fiery domain seemed to tremble, filled with fear and shudder.

"chirp"

A divine phoenix was born, and it was like the sun in the sky, scorching all things.

It is like a king of flames, with ten thousand flames following its lead. Even in the eighth level of the fire domain, seven-colored mist flows out.

The energy converged on it, amplifying its power, and this place became the center of the entire fire domain.

Its divine might is boundless, burning away the nine heavens, even melting meteorites from beyond the realm, and causing the void to continuously collapse.

"boom"

From afar, it looks like a divine light shooting out into the outer realms, reaching straight to the sun.

The entire fire domain was in turmoil, divine energy had become many times more violent, and the stone mountain was scorched black.

"The Fire Domain is in turmoil. Is this a sign of a supreme treasure being born, or is a powerful figure refining a weapon?"

The cultivator from Jin murmured, quite surprised.

Divine light soared into the sky, and Daoist fire burned the heavens, extinguishing the clouds on the horizon—a sight not seen for many years.

Outside, many cultivators gathered around, hoping to stumble upon a stroke of good fortune.

In traditional Chinese novels, there's often a mortal who obtains an unparalleled treasure and soars to great heights. Even a lowly cultivator should have dreams; otherwise, what's the difference between them and a salted fish?

"buzz"

The Chaos Immortal Material is solid and indestructible; even a wisp of its aura can collapse mountains.

However, under the tempering of the quasi-emperor weapon and the supreme fire source, it gradually melted and became a crystalline liquid.

A kaleidoscope of colors, incomparably sacred and magnificent!

"Moreover, if we take heaven and earth as the furnace, creation as the fire, yin and yang as the charcoal, and all things as the copper."

Feng Yi silently recited the incantation in his heart, and within the Sea of ​​Bitterness, endless divine runes of order flew out, brimming with life essence.

By merging with that liquid and imprinting itself with its original mark, it can be refined into a natal immortal weapon and grow together with its master.

The Fuxi Emperor's Scripture is exquisite and profound, recording unparalleled methods of weapon crafting, and is incomparably deep.

One after another, the Great Dao runes, as if they were alive, merged into it.

It was dazzling and emitted a clanging sound, like metal clashing and polishing its shape.

"boom"

Half a month later, a Taoist book was completed and hung high in the sky, radiating endless divine light.

It utters not a word, speaks not a single phrase, yet its divine brilliance flows, displaying a myriad of magnificent forms.

Like an eternal celestial light, it soared straight into the heavens, where three thousand gods and demons paid homage and countless living beings offered sacrifices.

It seems to connect a forbidden net, a net of cause and effect, of destiny, omnipresent and omnipotent.

Pay the price, and the words you write will come true!

The Book of Destiny.

It represents Feng Yi's grand ambition: to control destiny, to grasp cause and effect, and to control the ultimate existence.

"woo"

Blood rained down from the sky, dripping onto everyone's shoulders.

A chilling wind howled, ghosts wailed, and various heroic spirits appeared, reaching for the Taoist book.

It's as if the departed beings are unwilling to accept their fate and want to reverse their destiny and return to the world.

"buzz"

But the Taoist book changed, its pages turning, as if opening up a vast world.

It seemed to be able to devour the heavens, swallowing and refining all kinds of thunder and endless heroic spirits, turning them into its essence, making it more spiritual and radiant.

"It's not a strange phenomenon, this rain is real, the heavens are weeping!"

Duan De looked puzzled, touched the blood rain on his palm, and then made a judgment.

I've never heard of such a scene during weapon forging. It's as if it has alarmed the heavens, as if it is usurping their authority and causing the heavens to weep.

This artifact is far too mysterious and powerful; it possesses a mysterious aura that sends shivers down one's spine.

"Wow"

In the end, even the heavens were helpless; the lightning tribulation could not destroy this artifact.

It has passed the test and is ready to be born.

Like a magnificent rainbow, it merged into Feng Yi's brow, floating and sinking in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The vast chaos, filled with the laws of nature, nourishes Feng Yi's primordial spirit; this supreme treasure has endless wondrous uses.

One can use the power of cause and effect to realize one's predetermined destiny, thus gaining spiritual and divine understanding.

With his great potential fully realized, Feng Yi was overjoyed and returned to the sixth level of the Fire Domain.

“In ancient times, bells, tripods, and pagodas have been revered. Now that the young master has refined a book of immortals, I am afraid that Taoist books will also become popular in the future.”

Seeing Feng Yi approach, the big black dog also spoke from the bottom of his heart.

In today's spiritual practice community, bells, tripods, and pagodas are considered important artifacts, partly because they are difficult to forge.

The other aspect is related to its origins: the Green Cauldron, the Desolate Tower, and the Immortal Bell are renowned throughout the ages and are the only three remaining immortal artifacts.

It believed that the artifacts its young master forged today would also be renowned throughout the ages, comparable to those three celestial artifacts.

"Perhaps."

Feng Yi responded, not denying that as a time traveler, he possessed the ability to summon demons.

He was confident that he could forge a celestial artifact; at the very least, he knew that there was a path ahead that led to immortality.

This belief alone is more powerful than any scripture, breaking down an age-old mystery.

"Using books as tools is rare throughout history. What abilities do they possess?"

Jiang Caixuan's voice was clear and crisp, like pearls colliding, melodious and moving.

Her eyes were like water, carrying a fragrant breeze, full of youthful vitality, and she asked with great curiosity.

"It is called Destiny. With my cultivation, sooner or later I will be able to intervene in the workings of the heavens. The past and the future are all contained in this book."

Feng Yi said very solemnly and earnestly that this was his ambition: to rule over all directions.

This is the supreme method of Emperor Fuxi, turning effect into cause. He has great ambitions, to use cause and effect to determine destiny, and to go further and surpass his predecessors.

Between his eyebrows, a book fluttered, as if leaping and responding.

It's just a book, yet it gives people the same feeling of heaven and the Tao, as if they are facing the eternal and ever-present heaven!

"Is that so? It can intervene in the present world?"

Jiang Caixuan nodded, her eyes wide open, but she couldn't discern anything mysterious.

Seeing the obvious understanding on the faces of the big black dog and Duan De, she could only nod.

You damn academic geniuses, can't you be a little clearer? Show some consideration for the poor underachievers, sob sob.

Jiang Caixuan felt a dragon roaring in her heart, but she remained calm on the surface, pretending to understand.

“The Holy Son of the Purple Mansion harbors ill intentions towards me. Today is the perfect opportunity to settle scores and test my mettle.”

Feng Yi said, "It's like a deity from the heavens is judging fate."

In some unknown dimension, the death sentence was pronounced on the Holy Son of the Purple Mansion.

Moreover, that random holy son also possesses a great opportunity: the Immortal-Slaying Gourd!

Even without the divine power, the form of an imperial weapon is priceless and worth his effort.

However, since the Holy Son of the Purple Mansion usually stayed in the Holy Land, he couldn't be too domineering and directly stormed their door.

Perfect timing! Let's use the power of cause and effect to entice him and test the might of the Book of Destiny.

Feng Yi was very perceptive about cause and effect, and it was not an injustice to say that the Holy Son of the Purple Mansion had malicious intent.