Chapter 76

Feng Yi's cultivation has now reached the peak of Soul Storage, only one step away from achieving the realm of Half-God of Sky Soaring; he needs to properly temper his cultivation.

Besides, the newly acquired dragon clan combat techniques and the Six Paths Reincarnation Great Divine Ability need to be comprehended and trained, also requiring a place free from disturbance.

On this Dragon Clan Sacred Mountain, no person or beast disturbs, and there is an Ancestral Dragon of the Ancestral God realm who can be consulted at any time; for him, there is no place more suitable for secluded cultivation than here.

After making the decision, Feng Yi thereafter became completely immersed in cultivation, and his life became extremely regular.

Comprehending the mysteries of the primordial fire, understanding the Dao of Suiren; circulating the Heavenly Stele Mystic Law to temper his cultivation; comprehending and training the dragon clan combat techniques and the Six Paths Reincarnation Great Divine Ability; from time to time, he also asks the Ancestral Dragon for advice on cultivation problems.

Having guessed that Feng Yi's identity might be Fuxi, and moreover he had received the Primordial Dragon's gift, counting as half a Primordial Dragon, the future of the Dragon Clan might need his protection; the Ancestral Dragon held nothing back, wholeheartedly guiding his cultivation.

Since crossing over, Feng Yi has actually been cultivating alone all along, akin to closed-door seclusion, having received no instruction whatsoever.

Although he had incorporated Fuxi's stature, gaining many Dao principles and information, and with the Fuxi Qin present, his perceptiveness greatly increased, yet his understanding of the cultivation path harbored many subtle deviations he himself was unaware of.

Now, under the wholehearted guidance of the Ancestral Dragon, an existence immensely powerful even among Ancestral Gods, Feng Yi thoroughly sorted out his cultivation path, clearly comprehended many details of the cultivation path, corrected many past cultivation errors, and his foundation became ever more solid.

At the same time, perhaps as the Ancestral Dragon said, he now equals half a Primordial Dragon, or perhaps the Ancestral Dragon's teaching level is indeed superb; Feng Yi discovered that his mastery speed of the dragon clan combat techniques was unprecedentedly swift.

Originally created for the Dragon Clan, these combat techniques felt extraordinarily suited when he used them; he could easily grasp the true intent within the techniques, master them proficiently, making his means more abundant and his battle power swiftly increase.

As days passed, Feng Yi paid no heed to the affairs on Dragon Island, completely immersed in cultivation, gradually tempering his cultivation bit by bit.

Meanwhile, while he was in secluded cultivation, Dragon Island was also windswept and cloudy, with natal dragon kings emerging one after another, each subdued by a young powerhouse.

Because a seal exists on Dragon Island that hinders the growth of young dragons, the Dragon Clan powerhouses on the island also did not stop them, tacitly allowing these young dragons to follow the young powerhouses who came to Dragon Island.

Only in this way do these young dragons have the chance to leave Dragon Island together with those young powerhouses, completing their growth and transformation, and even giving rise to a new Primordial Dragon.

This is the destiny of the Dragon Clan in this realm!

In this process, following Feng Yi's advice, using the many young experts on Dragon Island as a whetstone, Xiao Chen continually challenged those young experts and also became quite prominent.

After obtaining the engraving of the second Heavenly Stele and perfecting his Mystic Art, Xiao Chen's strength greatly increased; although he had not yet broken through the Soul Storage realm, on Dragon Island, aside from Dugu Jianmo and a few others, among the young experts of the major forces, no one could match him in a single exchange.

Furthermore, everyone knew his relationship with the Fuxi human ancestor was not shallow, and they dared not play any underhanded tricks on him, making Xiao Chen's recent period extremely carefree.

Xiao Chen for the first time felt that he might indeed be the 'protagonist' spoken of by Elder Brother Feng!

However, unfortunately, before he could enjoy his pride for long, he was directly targeted by an old monster, forcing him to slink back to the Sacred Mountain and ask Feng Yi to intervene.

"Devil? Eyeing the Dragon Clan Sacred Tree?"

On the Sacred Mountain, after hearing Xiao Chen's account, a hint of realization appeared in Feng Yi's eyes; then his gaze shifted, as if he had thought of something, and he said: "If that's the case, then I'll accompany you on a trip."

Upon hearing Feng Yi's words, Xiao Chen's face showed a hint of joy.

Descending the Sacred Mountain, following Xiao Chen to the destination, what met Feng Yi's eyes was a sinister silhouette shrouded in nether mist, impossible to see clearly.

However, under his Yi Dao Heavenly Eye, the nether mist was no longer an obstruction; his pupils clearly reflected the true appearance of that sinister silhouette.

That was a pallid-faced young man, but his eyes revealed an endless sense of vicissitudes, as if he had lived for endless ages, clearly an old monster.

And on his left wrist was a conspicuous birthmark.

"Indeed, Chiyou?"

Seeing the birthmark on the pallid youth's wrist, Feng Yi's mind subconsciously surfaced this thought.

"Is this the master of the Dragon Clan Sacred Tree you spoke of? How can it be a human? No."

While Feng Yi was sizing up the pallid youth opposite him, the other also spoke.

However, before his words finished, he seemed to sense something incomprehensible, and a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes.

He shook his head, dispelling the distracting thoughts in his heart, and looked at Feng Yi saying: "I merely need the Dragon Clan Sacred Tree to undergo a transformation; in short, two months, at most half a year; after use, I will surely return it intact; I hope fellow Daoist can accommodate."

Saying this, his tone became somewhat self-assured: "Rest assured, I won't borrow the Dragon Clan Sacred Tree for nothing; over these years I have also collected many treasures, which you may pick as you wish, as compensation—how about that?"

"Compensation."

Feng Yi's mind instantly conjured the image of that person's collected broken sword.

Now having obtained Suiren's primordial fire, that Ancestral God weapon might have other wondrous uses for him.

"Wanting to borrow the Sacred Tree is not a problem, however"

Saying this, Feng Yi's eyes flashed with a deeply hidden battle intent, and he softly said: "First, let me gauge your strength, fellow Daoist!"

Before his words finished, Feng Yi's Mystic Art automatically circulated, a powerful vital energy surged skyward, almost drawing the Heavenly Stele seal of Dragon Island.

Boom

The next instant, a roaring sound burst from beneath his feet, his silhouette instantly appeared above the pallid youth, and he directly stepped down upon him.

Countless dragon patterns appeared beneath Feng Yi's feet, constantly combining dot by dot, like a mysterious star chart, sealing everything.

"Dragon Clan Ancient Battle Technique!"

He let out an exclamation, the pallid youth's eyes showing a hint of uncertain disbelief, and he said: "How is that possible? You're a human, how can you use the Dragon Clan Ancient Battle Technique!"

However, although his eyes bore an incredulous expression, the pallid youth's motion did not pause in the slightest.

He lightly waved his palm, and the nether mist at his side surged directly toward Feng Yi; wherever it passed, all things withered and decayed, as if their vitality had been sucked away.

Boom

The sinister, eerie nether mist collided with the overbearing, rigid Dragon Clan Ancient Battle Technique; a tremendous booming sound rang out, and the surrounding heaven and earth's vital energy violently boiled.

Whoosh

A figure retreated—it was Feng Yi.

However, before he had retreated a few steps, his cultivation technique circulated, and he stepped forward again, stepping down upon the pallid youth.

After this step, it seemed to gather the force of the previous step; the two steps' power combined, making the dragon patterns beneath his feet even more mysterious, and the sealing power stronger.

"Indeed, it is the Dragon Clan Ancient Battle Technique!"

Seeing this, the pallid youth completely confirmed his suspicion.

Seeing the footsteps again descending upon him, his eyes flashed with a hint of chill, with no intention to dodge; he raised his palm, gathering endless deathly intent, directly forming a black giant palm, and slapped out at Feng Yi.

As a demigod, facing a cultivator of the Soul Storage realm, if he still dared not fight head-on, that would be the biggest joke.

Boom

Booming sounds rang out repeatedly; the two figures continually crossed, instantly engaging in battle.

After cultivating in seclusion for so long, he had never found a true opponent to hone his Dragon Clan ancient battle arts, and Feng Yi also felt an itch to fight.

Coincidentally, the pallid youth before him was none other than the legendary Chiyou, and having fallen once, his cultivation had not yet fully recovered, leaving him only at the demi‑god level.

Moreover, the seal on Dragon Island that suppresses half‑god‑level power makes him a suitable opponent.

That is why Feng Yi struck without greeting, treating him solely as a sparring partner to hone his Dragon Clan battle techniques.

Reverse Dragon Step, Ancestral Dragon Fist.

Various Dragon Clan ancient battle arts were freely displayed on Feng Yi's body; at this moment he seemed to have become an ancestral dragon soaring through the nine heavens, more dragon‑like than most of the Dragon Clan, and he felt an unprecedented sense of exhilaration.

The doubts that had lingered in his past cultivation were gradually unraveled in this battle, letting Feng Yi's insight into his own cultivation of the Dragon Clan ancient battle arts grow ever deeper.

Boom—boom—boom

After an unknown span of time, Feng Yi's foot stepped forward once more; power condensed to the extreme, and a mysterious star chart truly materialized, completely sealing everything between heaven and earth.

Even the pallid youth, a half‑god powerhouse, now felt a hint of danger, as if he were imprisoned in place and about to be trampled into pulp.

"How could a human possibly wield the Dragon Clan's ancient battle arts to this extent? Is this guy really not a dragon in human form?"

This strange thought rose in his mind, and the pallid youth's eyes showed an increasingly incomprehensible look of confusion.

At the same time, gazing at the star chart falling toward him, he no longer heeded Dragon Island's seal, let out a loud roar, and overloaded the circulation of his internal power.

Vast death qi surged skyward like a massive vortex, blocking the star chart from below.

Boom

The moment they collided, the surrounding heaven‑and‑earth qi erupted instantly, whipping up violent gusts that destroyed everything around.

Not far away, Xiao Chen stared blankly at the scene, feeling that his previous battles had been mere child's play.

At this moment, after suffering defeats against many young experts, the faint arrogance that had begun to grow in him started to retract, and his state of mind underwent a slight transformation.

Whoosh

A figure flew out—it was Feng Yi.

At this time his breath remained utterly steady, a faint smile still on his face, clearly satisfied with sparring against this opponent.

Before the pallid youth could speak, Feng Yi's heart stirred and he said first, "Chiyou Daoist, this bout ends here; the Dragon Clan's Sacred Tree may be lent to you temporarily."

He had merely used the Chiyou before him to hone his own cultivation of the Dragon Clan battle techniques, with no intention of a life‑and‑death clash.

"Er"

The pallid youth was about to continue circulating his technique when he heard those words; his face twitched in surprise, and he almost suffered a backlash from his own internal energy.

But the next instant he reacted, instinctively asking, "Do you know me?"

Not far from the two, hearing Feng Yi's words, Xiao Chen also couldn't help but startle.

Chiyou?

Is this pallid youth, devil‑like in appearance, really the legendary Chiyou?

As a person of the Nine Provinces, Xiao Chen had of course heard the name Chiyou.

Counting up, he too is one of the human sages, second only to Suiren, Fuxi, Shennong and the like—yet he actually appears on this Dragon Island?

Recalling the recent appearance of Suiren, and before him the likely Fuxi‑descended elder brother Feng, plus this Chiyou before him, Xiao Chen felt a sense of temporal disorder.

After a good while, he finally came to his senses, and a thought involuntarily rose in his mind:

Just how many secrets are hidden in this world?

Surely not all of these ancient human sages have perished, right?

Since even the progenitor Fuxi has appeared, will I possibly get to see the Holy Mother Nüwa, the human ancestor Shennong, the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, even Pangu the Supreme God and others in the future?

(End of chapter)