The Fuxi Road of the Heavens Beginning from the Immortal Realm

Chapter 115 The Dispute over the Title of Fuxi
The world of fairy sword.

This is a world similar to Eastern mythology in which Pangu is the creator god, which is not much different from most legends about Pangu creating the world.

However, after Pangu of this world died, his spirit transformed into three great gods, namely Fuxi, Shennong and Nuwa, also known as the Three Emperors of Creation.

At the same time, the spiritual power in Pangu's body decomposed into five spirits: water, fire, wind, earth, and thunder, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The body that Feng Yi has assimilated now is one of the Three Sovereigns, the Emperor of Heaven Fuxi.

Feng Yi kept sorting out the information of this world in his mind. He couldn't help but ponder the details of the evolution of this world, and had some new insights.

'The spirit, energy and soul are transformed into the Three Sovereigns, and the spiritual power in the body is transformed into the Five Spirits. It is somewhat similar to the Taoist Palace that I evolved with the Way of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. Perhaps it can bring me different insights.'

'Fuxi, Shennong, and Nuwa.'

As these insights emerged in his mind, Feng Yi subconsciously sank his mind into his body, wanting to completely digest this body's memories and insights into the Tao.

But at this moment, he felt something was wrong. He had a vague feeling that there was a layer of haziness separating him from the memories of this body.

'wrong! ’

Reflecting on himself, Feng Yi discovered that there was an indescribable sense of indifference on his face, as if he had none of the seven emotions and six desires of a living being, only innate divinity.

this is me?
As soon as this thought came to his mind, a cold voice suddenly sounded in Feng Yi's heart: "So that's it!"

Is there another person in my heart?

Feng Yi's pupils shrank slightly, and he instantly focused his mind and sank into his own soul.

In an instant, the world before his eyes changed, Feng Yi came to the sea of his own soul, and a figure similar to him yet different from him appeared in front of him.

It was a noble figure wearing an imperial robe, and he looked almost exactly like Feng Yi at this moment. The only difference was that he had an extremely indifferent face, like the almighty heaven, and there was not a trace of emotion in his eyes.

"you are?"

There was a trace of thought in his eyes, and Feng Yi had a vague guess in his heart. He asked uncertainly: "Are you Fuxi, the Emperor of Heaven in this world?"

Speaking of this, Feng Yi suddenly felt a little confused.

It was obvious that when he traveled to the Changsheng Realm and the Zhutian World, he did not meet Fuxi from that world, or he directly replaced the Fuxi status and Fuxi imprint of the two worlds. Why did the Xianjian World, which is not that powerful compared to those two worlds, not directly assimilate this Heavenly Emperor Fuxi?
Two images emerged in Feng Yi's mind when he completely digested the status of Fuxi in the world of immortality and the imprint of Fuxi in the world of covering the sky. Many guesses arose in Feng Yi's mind.

"Could it be that Fuxi in the Immortal Realm was transformed into a certain personality, and Fuxi in the Heaven-Chushing World was also transformed into a sitting position, leaving only the imprint? So I directly replaced the two?"

Thinking of this, Feng Yi's mind reappeared the state of logical confusion between the past and the future that he had vaguely felt at that time, and he felt that it was not just because of this reason.

"Could it be that in both the worlds of Changshengjie and Zhatian, the past Fuxi was also me, so after I appeared, I directly replaced both of them."

'Then what about the Emperor Fu of the Supreme World? What is His situation?'

As Feng Yi was thinking and speculating on the current situation, a cold voice rang in his ears: "So there are other heavens. It is indeed chaotic and boundless. There is not only Pangu the Great God who created the world. It seems that my path is not wrong."

At this point, the emperor stepped forward, looked at Feng Yi with cold eyes and said: "It is indeed as you said, I am the Fuxi of this world, but from today on, I am not only the Fuxi of this world, but the real and only Fuxi."

Zheng!
The moment the words fell, a heavy sword sound was heard, and a dazzling sword light that cut through the heaven and earth and shook the four poles suddenly appeared and slashed directly towards Feng Yi.

There was absolutely no sign of this sword!
The expression of the emperor on the opposite side was also extremely indifferent, without any change, as if everything came from his instinct.

However, Feng Yi has been wary of the figure opposite him since he first discovered this strange situation.

The moment the sword light appeared, he did not hesitate at all. His internal energy changed, and he said solemnly, "Gate!"

嗡

In an instant, the entire spiritual world became illusory, and the void was stacked up one after another, as if doors existing in special dimensions were closing one after another, sealing the sword light outside the endless void.

Chi!
But the next moment, the sword light directly cut through the void, split the doors into two, and continued to cut towards Feng Yi, as if nothing in the world could stop this sword light.

However, with the resistance of the gate's magical power, Feng Yi also had the opportunity to counterattack.

His aura instantly became vast and ancient, and a heavy and simple stone axe condensed in his hand, exuding the meaning of creation of the world, and chopped down towards the sword light.

boom

The axe light was bright and sharp, like the first ray of light when the world was created, and it collided directly with the sword light.

In an instant, an endless storm swept across the sky and the earth, and the entire spiritual world continued to tremble, as if it would shatter in the next moment.

噗

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and a figure flew backwards in an instant. It was Feng Yi.

The void kept changing, as if spaces hidden in special dimensions appeared and absorbed all the aftermath.

After standing still, Feng Yi did not care about his own injuries. Instead, he looked at the still indifferent figure of the emperor opposite with a thoughtful look on his face, and he also had some understanding of the opponent's strength.

"Is this the strength of Fuxi, the Emperor of Heaven in this world? Perhaps he is already comparable to the Great Sage in the world of Shrouding the Heavens? However, what was that special feeling just now?"

Thinking about the strange feeling just now, Feng Yi's nature moved slightly, and a sudden enlightenment arose in his heart.

The emperor figure opposite is not the real Fuxi, but some kind of program that has inherited the information of Fuxi in this world.

'program.'

'The Way of Heaven.'

With this thought in mind, Feng Yi had a vague feeling that if the other party could devour him, he might be able to become the real Fuxi, which was why the other party chose to attack him.
Feng Yi was not given much time to think. The emperor's figure seemed to have no emotions of his own, nor any disappointment. After one sword failed to succeed, the next sword fell again in an instant.

The sword light was simple and direct, yet it seemed to contain the essence of the great Dao of heaven and earth. It followed a trajectory that seemed perfectly calculated, making it impossible to dodge, and it also carried the supreme sword intent to cut through everything.

'This feeling is indeed related to the heavenly way of this world!'

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and the next moment, the injuries on Feng Yi's body disappeared instantly, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

This is his spiritual world, everything here is illusory and will change according to his will.

At the same time, looking at the indifferent figure of the emperor, black and white spots appeared in Feng Yi's eyes, like an illusory river of fate, and his hands kept dancing, drawing a mysterious trajectory.

嗡

In an instant, one after another imperial figures emerged from his body, as if stepping out from the long river of fate, rushing towards the emperor figure opposite.

Boom boom boom

Rumbling sounds rang out one after another. In the illusory world of the spiritual world, Feng Yi exerted the magical power of evolving the embryonic form of the Tao that he had comprehended to a certain extreme. It seemed that the ten emperors of the immortal world had really manifested themselves and were fighting with the emperor figure in front of him.

Although the strength of these emperors is far from comparable to that of the emperor, they seem to come from the same body and have some deep connection with each other, forming a perfect cooperation.

And more importantly, these emperor figures seem to have the ability to resurrect infinitely. Even if they are killed, they can immediately step out of Feng Yi's body again.

Although every resurrection would reduce Feng Yi's aura and make him weaker.

Obviously this resurrection is not without cost.

However, Feng Yi did not care about his own changes. He just watched the battle on the field with a thoughtful look on his face. Countless pieces of information flowed in his eyes. He was trying to comprehend the magical power he had comprehended, but more importantly, he seemed to be observing something very important.

As time passed, Feng Yi's breath became weaker and weaker, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

I don’t know how long it took, but with a loud bang, all the emperors were killed and did not resurrect.

Feng Yi's breath became extremely weak at this time, as if he had reached his limit and was about to die of exhaustion in the next moment.

Zheng!
The emperor figure raised the sword in his hand again. The sword light was bright and sharp, and it slashed directly towards Feng Yi without any intention of holding back.

"I see!"

A whisper sounded, and as Feng Yi looked at the sword light slashing towards him, a hint of enlightenment appeared in his eyes.

"It happens to be in my spiritual world, and I have completely accepted and digested the Fuxi personality of the Immortal Realm. My own nature and spiritual light have undergone a transformation. This world is really suitable for me."

"Fuxi's personality. Accommodating and digesting"

"Sure enough, every world travel is just right for my situation."

The moment the voice fell, there was a soft buzzing sound, and a lofty concept rose from Feng Yi's body, and his aura suddenly changed.

The next moment, his entire body transformed into a sacred figure with a human body and a dragon tail. Black and white light spots flowed around his body, connecting to the avenue of heaven and earth and generating the heavenly sound of the avenue.

At the same time, there was an illusory and ancient stone harp floating above his head, with the law surrounding the harp.

At this moment, Feng Yi's vision continued to rise, and the scene in front of him changed again, as if he had returned to the state when he first stopped in the realm of the Ancestral God, and it was even more in line with himself.

In this illusory spiritual world, he seemed to have completely activated the concept of Fuxi's personality and became the real Fuxi.

'Is this the complete state of Fuxi's personality?'

As this thought emerged in his mind, Feng Yi's eyes moved slightly, and everything around him froze, including the dazzling sword light falling towards him and the cold figure of the emperor.

In an instant, the expression of the emperor's figure changed slightly, but it was not fear, but some kind of incomprehensible doubt.

At the same time, there seemed to be a faint light similar to a brand glowing inside his body, and his aura became increasingly vast and indifferent, as if he had become a condensed body of rules.

However, Feng Yi just looked at him calmly at this time, and his expression did not change much.

After a moment, Feng Yi suddenly had a special feeling in his heart, and he slowly said: "Buzz, click, ah, roar, moo, tut, noisy, tut!"

boom

The grand heavenly sound contains supreme power, carrying the original rules of the beginning of the universe, shaking time and space, transcending reality and illusion, and cleansing people's souls.

This is the complete eight original sounds.

In an instant, Feng Yi's spiritual world shook violently, as if it had been baptized by the eight original sounds, and was reshaped and sublimated.

At the same time, the emperor's figure shattered directly, leaving only a concept of authority similar to a brand, like an illusory world.

With the baptism of the Eight Origin Sounds, this concept of authority also turned into a special concept, integrated into Feng Yi's spiritual world, and became a part of him.

嗡

The next moment, a vast amount of information like the sea of stars merged into Feng Yi's mind, as if it contained the complete information of a world.

If ordinary people were given such a huge amount of information, they would probably be overwhelmed and lose themselves.

But Feng Yi at this time was in the spiritual world, fully activating the lofty concept of Fuxi's status. He was in a special state, as if he had become the real Fuxi. He absorbed this information easily, and constantly sorted out the insights of the Tao therein, making it a part of himself.

(End of this chapter)