The Fuxi Road of the Heavens Beginning from the Immortal Realm

Chapter 49 Return to the Immortal Realm

The long river of destiny is vast and unpredictable. It flows through every corner of the heavens and myriad worlds, spread across every node of time and space in the myriad worlds, and includes everything.

The spiritual light of Feng Yi's nature seemed to be embraced by a long river of destiny that transcended the heavens. It became a part of the 'river water' and was integrated into the true origin of the Yi Dao.

His consciousness fell into a special state, with no changes in space, no jumping of thoughts, no dimensions, and no time and space.

In a trance, Feng Yi seemed to "see" a slender figure covered in a black imperial robe through the Fuxi status contained in his own innate spiritual light.

This emperor stands in a special dimension, transcending the long river of time and space, unaffected by the passage of time. Fairy sounds linger around him, like the naturally generated heavenly sounds of the Tao, containing the meaning of the balance between life and death.

He was just standing there, as if he was the complete manifestation of the Tao. Every inch of his figure contained endless Tao and information, as well as various rules and laws.

The moment he saw the figure of this emperor, Feng Yi's mind roared and the spiritual light of his nature trembled violently.

At this moment, he seemed to see another self and the end point of his growth path in a certain direction in the future.

'This is Fuxi!'

'This is the Fuxi from this universe that I traveled through!'

Without being reminded by others, this thought automatically emerged in Feng Yi's nature, making his mind clear, as if he understood something.

In an instant, endless information emerged from the figure of this emperor, causing Feng Yi to become stunned.

This emperor's figure was so powerful that just by 'seeing' him, Feng Yi seemed to see the origin of the Dao. The light of his nature was automatically washed away by endless information, and he almost lost his self-consciousness and completely transformed into the Dao.

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At this moment, Feng Yi's innate spiritual light trembled slightly, and the Fuxi personality contained in himself merged with it, gathering all the great principles and information, organizing and summarizing them, so as not to let them affect his true self.

At the same time, through constantly absorbing these external and chaotic information, Feng Yi's own Fuxi status seems to be constantly supplemented and improved, becoming more and more lofty and unpredictable.

As the status of Fuxi within himself became more elevated, his natural aura was also instinctively nurtured and cleansed, becoming more condensed and profound, with a sense of sacredness and majesty.

Above the long river of fate, time and space no longer exist, dimensions no longer exist, there is no concept of time, no limitations of space, it seems like a moment, and it seems like the passage of endless years. Feng Yi's mind suddenly returned, and he subconsciously "looked" at the face of the emperor.

Above the black imperial robe, the emperor's face was covered by the crown and obscured by the beads, as if it was hidden behind endless time and space, and could not be seen at all.

But at this moment, Feng Yi, relying on the mysterious connection between Fuxi and the status of Fuxi that he contained in himself, suddenly looked into a pair of eyes that could not be described in words.

In an instant, Feng Yi's heart trembled, and inexplicable information was transmitted into his spiritual light, which almost made him lose consciousness.

Those were a pair of extremely strange eyes, covered by circles of indescribable whirlpools, full of madness and chaos, as if they had no will of their own and were just a puppet.

The information flowed in Feng Yi's natural aura, like crazy and chaotic mutterings, making his whole mind seem to go crazy, and at the same time he felt a little sad from the bottom of his heart.

It was a feeling of sorrow that came from the depths of one's soul, as if one had seen the tragic fate of a branch of one's future destiny.

Feng Yi suppressed the destruction and madness arising from his natural spiritual light and continued to sort out these chaotic mutterings. Unbelievable information slowly emerged in his mind.

'This universe was created by a controlled Fuxi'

"His main consciousness has been mostly destroyed and almost non-existent, leaving only instincts."

'The original creator was formed from part of his survival consciousness.'

'Because he was controlled, his main consciousness was mostly wiped out, so the original creator of this universe is confused but clear, rational but crazy, with a strong tendency to self-destruct and an instinctive desire to survive.'

One piece of information after another emerged in the aura of his nature, causing Feng Yi's mind to tremble violently, as if he was being led to complete collapse and fall into a tendency of self-destruction.

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The identity of Fuxi contained in himself was in harmony with the spiritual light of his nature, which made Feng Yi feel relaxed, and then he completely lost consciousness.

The long river of destiny was extremely lofty, surpassing the real heavens and myriad worlds, and was at an indescribable height, just like the true origin of the Yi Dao of the heavens. Feng Yi's natural aura was like a drop of "river water" in the long river of destiny, instantly merging into a certain tributary and disappearing.

Immortality world.

Jiuzhou, Zulong Village, in a small courtyard.

His consciousness continued to decline. After an unknown amount of time, Feng Yi's consciousness suddenly returned and he opened his eyes.

Unspeakable confusion, madness, and sadness flowed in his eyes, with a strong tendency towards self-destruction, as if he had sensed a little of the psychological changes of another self who was being controlled by someone else.

The world in the courtyard changed with the sense of destruction flowing in his eyes, carrying with it an endless sense of solemnity and decay.

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Realizing the changes in himself, Feng Yi instinctively mobilized his own will, and the yellow mud altar appeared directly from his body and hovered above his head.

Strands of sacred purple-gold light fell, carrying with them a sense of invulnerability, guarding his soul and will.

At the same time, the eight sounds of origin rang out, constantly cleansing his mind, erasing the confusion and madness, and pulling him back from his self-destructive tendencies.

After an unknown amount of time, the confusion and madness in Feng Yi's eyes gradually dissipated, and the destructive intent on his body also disappeared, and he no longer had the tendency to self-destruct.

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Feng Yi slowly exhaled, a look of lingering fear in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that the universe was really derived from Fuxi! No, it should be just a part of Fuxi! But it was a Fuxi who was controlled and had some self-destructive tendency!"

As this thought emerged in his mind, Feng Yi's eyes couldn't help but freeze as he recalled that strong tendency towards self-destruction.

"However, this Fuxi is too powerful. Just by 'seeing' him and feeling a trace of his sadness, I almost lost my mind!"

"This is still due to the interference of the long river of fate. I did not really "see" Him. In addition, I have contained the identity of Fuxi from the immortal world, and have a deep connection with Him. My own nature and aura have also changed. Otherwise,'

Thinking of this, Feng Yi couldn't help but shook his head, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

But at this moment, he seemed to suddenly think of something, his eyes became slightly dull, and his expression became unusually solemn.

The next moment, he instantly immersed himself in his thoughts and began to summarize and sort out all the information he had obtained.

'Fuxi is controlled!'

"Most of his main consciousness has been wiped out, and the Mysterious Lord Universe is just one of the worlds that evolved within his body."

'So powerful that it's terrifying, even more terrifying than Fuxi in the Immortal Realm.'

'Qinyin, Life and Death'

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'I'll go.'

'Such a miserable Fuxi, can't it be'

Pieces of information kept circulating in his mind, constantly connected and integrated, and constantly compared with the Fuxi of a certain world in Feng Yi's memory, making his eyes become more and more profound, and the whole person more and more silent.

After an unknown amount of time, he exhaled lightly and said to himself without any fluctuations in his tone:
"The universe under the multiverse may really be the heavens!"

"Is it Emperor Fu, one of the Three Ancient Emperors?"

"The meaning of life and death, surrounded by immortal music, if you look at it this way, it fits the figure of the emperor quite well!"

(End of this chapter)