In the world of "Covering the Sky," my cultivation technique is not right.

[Your scripture is named "Chaotic Heavenly Art," and it contains secret techniques such as "I am the Great Dao," "Mending the Heavens and Bathing the Sun," "Melting Weapons and Forging the Body," and "Reversing Yin and Yang."]

The message was simple: the main scripture and four truly unique secret arts, three of which were based on the Nine Secrets, integrating all arts to reach a higher level.

His unique technique of reversing Yin and Yang is a manifestation of his Tai Chi philosophy.

"It seems that the comprehension of the Five Primordial Beings and the talent of the Devouring Heaven Immortal Technique have all been inherited by the Chaos Heavenly Technique..."

"At the same time, it still resonates with the Imperial Weapon Devouring Demon Jar, but the feeling of blood connection has weakened a lot."

Lu Yao remained silent. With gains and losses, his scripture was free from the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, and in the future, he would inevitably sever all ties with the demon art. Therefore, it was normal for his connection with the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron and the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar to weaken.

However, he still had a wisp of the Ruthless Great Emperor's divine thought in his arm, and his scriptures contained the Dao and principles of the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, so he was still more legitimate and reasonable to inherit the two imperial weapons than others.

In the twelfth year after leaving the Big Dipper, the most mysterious ancient star, Feixian, descended upon the Eight Views Palace.

Chapter 293 The Remnants of Kunlun

Wuhu!

A strange cry came from the sky. A child put his hand to his forehead to shield his eyes from the glaring sunlight and tried hard to identify what was flying in from the sky.

But when he saw it clearly, his face instantly crumpled, and he took off running.

"A dragon fell from the sky!"

The child was extremely agile, covering more than ten zhang in a single step, which showed that he was also a cultivator.

"boom"

With a deafening roar, countless ancient trees were struck by the falling "dragon," their branches snapped, and some burst into flames, burning fiercely.

"Put away your fire." A voice rang out.

The red dragon opened its mouth and inhaled, and flames flowed into its throat like water.

The ancient, wild forest averted a fire.

The Crimson Dragon's fire is no weaker than the Purple Qi Eastward Flame that Lü Yao once searched in the Eastern Wilderness Fire Domain; it can kill even a king.

The dragon transformed into a donkey, its mane flowing like flames.

Lu Yao rose from the ground, looked at the still-shaken boy in the distance, and smiled gently: "Young friend, may I ask where this is?"

The boy was about eight or nine years old, dressed in animal skins, his bronze skin gleaming, and he was very wary.

Upon hearing Lü Yao speak to him, he subtly took a step back, ready to flee at any moment.

Lu Yao was speechless. Although it's true that one should be wary of strangers, this level of vigilance was excessive. He hadn't meant any harm whatsoever.

The little guy in front of me looks to be only eight or nine years old, yet he has already established himself in the Dao Palace Secret Realm. Judging from his appearance, he will be able to reach the Four Extremes by the age of eleven or twelve, which is much faster than Ji Mouyue, the Divine Body of the Eastern Wilderness.

However, as he approached the Flying Immortal Ancient Star, he sensed that the Great Dao here was unusually active, even more so than on the Purple Star Ancient Star. He believed that it would be easier to cultivate here than on the Purple Star or the Big Dipper.

"唳"

With a cry, a giant silver bird appeared in the sky, its wingspan reaching thirty feet, blotting out the sun. It swooped down from the horizon, extending its sharp claws, making no attempt to conceal its killing intent.

The boy's expression changed, and he immediately ran away, disappearing into the dense forest.

The red dragon exhaled a thick breath from its nostrils, looked up at the giant bird in the sky, and shot out a dragon-shaped divine light from its eyes.

"The Demon Emperor's Nine Slashes - Disposal".

The divine light shot out and struck the giant bird. In an instant, its energy weakened, its spirit vanished, and it turned into a shriveled corpse that fell from the sky.

With a loud crash, it collapsed a small hill not far away.

"Let's go, follow that little guy." Lu Yao rode the red dragon, lifted off the ground, and walked on fire.

“Master, why must we follow him? I can discern a path leading to the human settlement.”

“I sensed a faint aura emanating from him, like that of a demon or an ancient race, yet somehow different.”

Lu Yao frowned in thought. This aura was very strange, unlike any other race he had ever seen.

If we mention Flying Immortal Star, we must mention the Kunlun Remnants. Could it be that the boy had been living with the Kunlun Remnants for a long time?

Soon, the two met the boy again by a large river. The little guy had caught a meter-long fish from the rushing water and was preparing to grill it.

"Oh!"

The earth shook and dust billowed as a creature the size of a small mountain landed on the ground. It was a giant bird, but green, like a peacock.

The boy was startled and looked up in a panic, only to see the same person again, along with a donkey.

"Let's grill this and eat it together." The man in white walked in slowly, as if bathed in a gentle breeze, and plopped down on the rock next to him.

This time the boy didn't run away, and said in a hoarse voice, "This bird can't be eaten."

Lu Yao asked curiously, "Why can't we eat it?"

The boy's words were somewhat strange, like a variant of a human language, but Lü Yao quickly understood what he meant.

“The Holy Venerable will be angry, and you can’t eat any birds in the Xiling Mountains.” The boy’s pupils were brown with a hint of red, like amber, crystal clear and lustrous.

Lu Yao never expected that there would be such rules in a desolate forest. This was just a bird of the first level of immortality. He, Lu Daozu, had even eaten the Golden Crow King.

"Who is the Holy Venerable?" Lu Yao asked. Judging from the title, he should be an ancient sage.

"The Azure Bird Saint Venerable, the Xiling Mountains and the surrounding area all belong to the Azure Bird Clan, and the village worships the Saint Venerable as its guardian deity." The boy always spoke concisely.

Lu Yao waved his hand to put away the green-feathered peacock and signaled the red dragon to go and attack the beasts.

The red dragon vanished in a flash, disappearing for only ten breaths. When it reappeared, it threw a gray rhinoceros to the ground, causing the earth to tremble.

"The four poles?"

Lu Yao raised an eyebrow; it had been a long time since he had eaten a beast with such low cultivation.

"However, your cultivation level is low, so this is suitable for you. You can start eating it."

Lu Yao spread his hands, indicating that it was time for him to get to work.

The boy didn't talk much, but he moved quickly. He dragged the rhinoceros to the riverbank, took out a dagger, and deftly gutted it, skinned it, and bled it. After washing it clean with water, he gathered firewood and started a fire.

Soon, the aroma of meat filled the air, golden oil dripped down, and subtle patterns shimmered within the skin and flesh.

The boy ate very quickly, wolfing down his food, just like the barbarians Lü Yao had seen in Beidou.

After filling his stomach, the boy was finally willing to talk to Lü Yao a little more.

"My name is Lü Yao. What's your name?"

"My name is Zhuxuan." The boy touched his bloated belly, his eyelids drooping, seemingly quite satisfied.

“I don’t have a place to stay yet. Could I go back to the village and stay for a couple of days? I can pay Yuan.”

A source appeared in Lü Yao's palm, radiating a myriad of colors and overflowing with brilliance.

Zhu Xuan looked at the source, which was about half the size of his palm. He wanted to agree, but then seemed to think of something, hesitated, and said:

“If you follow the ridge northwards, out of the Xiling Mountains, and travel another hundred miles, there is a large tribe there where you can settle down.”

Lu Yao's gaze fell on his face, with a hint of inquiry.

He was clearly tempted; the source block was the size of a fist, enough for him to cultivate for a long time, but he refused.

"I still need to find medicinal herbs and rare items for my mother, so I'll be leaving now." Zhu Xuan stood up, slung his bamboo basket over his shoulder, and prepared to leave.

That bamboo basket looks like a spatial artifact, capable of holding quite a lot of things.

Lu Yao asked again, "Is your mother injured?"

The candle hung silently.

Lü Yao: "Tell me, and I can give it to you."

Zhu Xuan said, "My mother is pregnant with my younger brother. He has a special constitution and needs to be nourished by a spiritual object imbued with dragon energy."

"A spiritual object carrying dragon energy?" Lu Yao frowned; he did have one.

"The stronger the better. Everyone says that my younger brother is favored by the God of Candle Dragon, which is why he needs dragon energy." Zhu Xuan has a maturity beyond his years.

Lu Yao felt something was strange, but he didn't ask directly. He raised his hand, and a golden lotus flower appeared at his fingertips. Its roots were like the body of a real dragon, and wisps of dragon energy emanated from it.

"This Dragon Scale Golden Lotus can extract the bloodline of dragons. Would you be willing to exchange it?" This spiritual herb is not very old, only a little over a thousand years old, and even the Crimson Flood Dragon doesn't want it.

Zhu Xuan finally hesitated, reached out his hand, but then put it down.

"What's wrong?" Lu Yao asked.

"I can't take your elixir for nothing."

"It's not a free lunch. Find me a place to stay; it's about to rain here." As soon as Lü Yao finished speaking, it started to rain, fine and dense as silk.

The rain came suddenly, and the dragon-scaled golden lotus appeared incredibly dreamlike in the rain.

Zhu Xuan hesitated for a moment, then finally took the elixir and put it in his basket: "Then come with me."

“Okay.” Lü Yao followed Zhu Xuan and headed south towards the Xiling Mountains.

Feixian Ancient Star was a forbidden zone in the mythological era, and was once known as the place closest to immortals.

But that was in the distant past. Things changed later, and many powerful races emerged and thrived here.

At the end of the mythological era, the Emperor led the ancient Heavenly Court across the starry sky to wage war against the Kunlun remnants and seize their ancestral artifact, the Kunlun Immortal Bell.

That battle was magnificent; after this universe was formed, there have rarely been so many supreme beings emerging and fighting at the same time.

There are several Heavenly Venerables living in the Imperial Heavenly Court, but the Kunlun Remnant Clan also has many Supreme Beings alive.

Zhulong, Huashe, Taotie, Qiongqi... one after another, supreme beings stepped out of Kunlun to participate in the imperial war.

No one knows the exact outcome, but the Immortal Bell was later lost, and the Kunlun clan migrated to the ancient star of Feixian.

Whether they migrated because of their defeat in battle or to pursue the path to immortality, only they themselves know.

However, it is an indisputable fact that the Serpent Supreme and the Annihilation Heavenly Venerable were locked on the path to immortality by the Emperor.

Thousands of years ago, Qi cultivators from Earth also set foot on this ancient land. Although this group did not have any Great Emperors, they had a bunch of Quasi-Emperors and Great Saints.

Chisongzi, Rongchengzi, Guangchengzi, Ge Xuan... were all quasi-emperors.