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

Naturally, the world took notice, and no one dared to underestimate them.

Many people say that if you give that person enough time, he will just turn into a crazy old man.

In the post-primordial era, one can defy the heavens and become a saint!

However, Hua Yunfei's heart sank. What could he possibly have that would make a young master of an ancient family come in person?

"I am quite interested in the lineage of ruthless people."

Feng Yi didn't hide it; it was a matter of strength. In this world, you have to consider power and background.

Seizing by force is the way the Holy Land operates.

"You audacious Hua Yunfei, hand over my Devouring Heaven Demon Art!"

If Yao Guang could wipe out the entire Tai Xuan family, why can't the Feng family be wiped out as well?

In the cultivation world, weakness is the original sin. How can you, an ant, seize such a great opportunity!

Feng Yi didn't say these words, but his domineering tone revealed his true nature.

Those who obey me will prosper, those who oppose me will perish!

Hua Yunfei was taken aback, and a murderous intent surged in his eyes. The matter of the ruthless person's inheritance was of great importance.

Then it vanished in an instant, turning into confusion and bitterness. This feeling of being at the mercy of others reappeared.

The Tai Xuan dynasty, with its foundation spanning tens of thousands of years, appears incredibly prosperous to outsiders, but what does it amount to for the sacred land itself?

"it is good."

Hua Yunfei's eyes kept shifting, and he paused for more than ten breaths.

Seeing that nothing had changed, the so-called "protector" never appeared.

It was then known that the Feng family had come prepared and were determined to succeed.

If you can't resist being robbed, then just lie down and enjoy it.

Anyway, it's not his stuff that's being sold; he's selling his grandfather's property without a second thought.

Chapter Eight: Schemes

The moment the thought of surrender arises, one suddenly feels the vastness of the world.

Hua Yunfei suddenly felt that this might not be darkness, but light within darkness.

By using powerful families to control other powerful families, the dilemma can be resolved.

Perhaps letting the Feng family check and balance the Yao Guang Holy Land is his only chance to survive and escape the fate of being sacrificed.

The young, still somewhat immature child before him appeared majestic in his eyes.

"Swish"

Hua Yunfei was quite decisive, casting out a divine thought imprint.

That's the Devouring Heaven Demon Art!

This imperial scripture, though only tens of thousands of words long, exhausts the creation of heaven and earth and steals the mysteries of the sun and moon.

Each character is a manifestation of the Great Dao, containing infinite variations.

In the dim light, Feng Yi seemed to see a Great Dao Treasure Bottle, devouring the heavens and the earth, its power encompassing the ancient and primordial world.

This is an ultimate law, swallowing the heavens, the earth, and the past and present!

This scripture has a kind of demonic quality, a kind of rising up, struggling, and going mad in desperate situations.

The Ruthless Great Emperor, a mere mortal with mediocre talent, must rise from adversity to confront a vast divine dynasty.

Naturally, people inevitably go to extremes, seizing the opportunities of the world to achieve their own ends.

It is said that talent is not important, but rather one must rely on an invincible mind. However, without physical strength, it is truly difficult to move an inch.

"Success! We have indeed obtained an Imperial Scripture. The ancestral secrets of heaven are truly terrifying."

In the void, Star River King exclaimed in admiration, feeling a sense of satisfaction that his disciple had surpassed his master.

An ancient scripture can make a clan prosper for tens of thousands of years; it is the foundation of sacred lands and noble families.

It is truly a great fortune and a stroke of luck that Feng Yi was able to obtain it in this way.

In fact, Feng Yi did not hesitate to pass on the Fuxi Emperor Scripture to several elders, except for the forbidden chapters.

After all, only when the Wind Clan becomes powerful can he better lie low, give up, and live the life of a noble family!

"call"

A full hour passed before Feng Yi finally woke up and began to understand the workings of the demonic art.

The ruthless man's method is domineering and unparalleled, possessing a sinister power that can devour all kings.

They plunder their origins to achieve their own ends.

Legend has it that when a person reaches the ultimate perfection of all origins, he can attain enlightenment and achieve an invincible body.

At that time, there will be no rivals in heaven or on earth, and I will be able to kill the gods of the nine heavens!

At the very least, the ruthless person has already proven that this path is feasible, which is why the descendants of that small mountain village are so attached to it.

"The world is worth a bushel of grain. I and the ruthless man will share eight bushels. The rest are mediocre and not worth mentioning."

Feng Yi's mind and body were clear and empty, and he comprehended the true meaning of swallowing the heavens, which gave rise to some wonderful ideas.

Overwhelmed with emotion, he put his hands behind his back and sighed.

Ordinary people are just mediocre; how could they possess extraordinary talent and supreme wisdom? They are just a bunch of mediocre people!

He is more skilled in demonic arts than even the most ruthless people!

The origin is dead; once you've exploited everything, that's all the benefit you get. The real way is to revive your ancestors and have them work for you.

【ah】

Hua Yunfei was surprised; the young master of the Feng family was indeed arrogant.

It's almost as if I'm standing shoulder to shoulder with the ruthless.

However, a sense of envy rose in his heart; this was the spirit of youth.

Unlike him, whose spirit was broken many years ago, he is gentle but lacks strength.

Hua Yunfei hesitated and felt uneasy, but he still spoke, his voice trembling, "Your Highness, could you please find a way out for my Tai Xuan? I, Yunfei, am willing to serve you as your servant for all eternity to repay your great kindness."

Hua Yunfei, a man who seemed like an immortal being, had lost his composure at this moment.

They knelt down, performed a deep bow, and prayed for a glimmer of hope for themselves and for their sect.

He could guess that the expert from that ruthless person's lineage who was monitoring him had most likely already perished.

If Feng Yi were a scumbag after what happened, he would have taken the cultivation technique and simply walked away.

The Tai Xuan Sect is very likely to not survive this calamity and will be wiped out by the Yao Guang lineage.

This is Hua Yunfei's deepest nightmare, which he fears will play out, hence his very humble attitude.

"Okay, from today onwards, you'll stay by my side."

Feng Yi smiled, not at all surprised. As a chosen one, he naturally exuded an aura of dominance, and everyone else would kowtow to him.

At the very least, when his cultivation level was still low, he had a decent prodigy as a henchman.

"Yi'er, be careful. It's easy to kill a few powerful figures, but it's very difficult to protect Tai Xuan."

Star River King, hidden in the void, secretly transmitted his voice.

He felt that Feng Yi was being impulsive and was too young to understand the intricacies of the situation.

For the various holy lands of the Eastern Wilderness, mutual wariness and restraint generally leave room for their opponents.

We must not push our opponents to the brink of defeat, especially those who are inheriting the ultimate path!

If Yao Guang is truly pushed to the brink, a Great Completion King might arrive with an Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon; the consequences would be unimaginable.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the ancient sacred site of the Underworld Palace was leveled by the Jiang family's God King, Chi Hengyu Furnace.

"Yes, an ultimate imperial weapon!"

Feng Yi conveyed his thoughts, responding to Xinghe Wang with a soft sigh.

Without a supreme imperial weapon to suppress the clan's destiny, they could not run rampant on this ancient star.

Those weapons are supreme, a continuation of the lives of ancient emperors, possessing boundless divine power.

According to his deductions, the Ruthless lineage in this era does indeed have a great master, after all, the Devouring Heaven Demon Art is too heaven-defying.

In the Central Plains, there are people who can become kings; in the Eastern Wilderness, they are not obvious on the surface, but are simply hidden deeper.

At that time, if he unleashes an ultimate attack, the entire Desolate Ancient Feng Clan will be devastated.

Even if they were resurrected with their inherent strength and withstood the imperial army, at most they would both suffer heavy losses.

At that moment, a thought arose in his mind: sooner or later he would have to seize an imperial weapon so that he would have the confidence to act recklessly.

"If that's the case, then let's cause them some trouble, and we'll just have to deal with whatever else we can't handle."