Secret Buyer

Zhang Fusheng squinted his eyes slightly, this Fellow Daoist Donghuang... is not being honest.

Since the will of the head and the severed arm are connected, and he has escaped, why not inform me?

Indeed.

I myself am already within his calculations.

Zhang Fusheng pretended not to be aware, neither side breaking that thin layer of pretense,

He directly asked:

"The fellow daoist mentioned by Donghuang is?"

Donghuang’s head exhaled:

"The True King of one of the four veins of the Biyou Palace."

"You dare to trust someone from Biyou Palace?"

"He is an incarnation of Di Jun!"

Zhang Fusheng’s pupils contracted, Di Jun?

Di Jun, the original Celestial Emperor, the God of the most ancient era, perhaps one of the stronger among the Supreme Beings.

Donghuang’s head gave a bitter smile and continued:

"It seems that Di Jun has probably sided with the Three Pristine Ones at some point."

Zhang Fusheng’s thoughts spun rapidly:

"The killing array targets me, the Three Pristine Ones probably want you to bear this calamity for me, thus it’s a grievance to Fellow Daoist Donghuang."

Donghuang’s head’s eyes flickered, remaining silent.

With a look of concern, Zhang Fusheng asked:

"Is there a way I can help Fellow Daoist Donghuang escape? If Fellow Daoist Donghuang is trapped in that killing array, what will happen?"

The face of Donghuang’s head showed a serious expression:

"That killing array is unprecedented in my life, it can imprison one into sealed years. Once my severed limb is sealed within, I will not achieve Perfection."

Perfection... again with Perfection.

Perfection seems to be highly important to a Supreme Being.

While Zhang Fusheng was pondering, he heard Donghuang’s head say in a deep voice:

"As far as I know, the Map of Mountains and Rivers seems to be in the Netherworld or the Celestial Capital. If Daoist wants to help me, you can only find the Map of Mountains and Rivers."

"Oh?"

Zhang Fusheng raised an eyebrow:

"And then?"

Donghuang explained concisely:

"The Map of Mountains and Rivers can create ’illusory years’ and ’illusory history’, thereby refining illusion into reality, without the limitation of Fellow Daoist Yu Huang and Wa Huang’s Stone."

Donghuang seemed unbothered if such a close conversation would be detected by the Three Pristine Ones, his voice solemn and dignified:

"Daoist, with this Map of Mountains and Rivers, you can rewrite a segment of illusory history, so that I have never appeared, never entered this killing array."

Zhang Fusheng calmly said:

"But those who arranged the killing array all seem to be Daluo True Spirits, naturally able to detect the change in time."

"At that time, would they follow the change to find me using the Map of Mountains and Rivers? Would they discover... I am Zhang Fusheng?"

Donghuang’s head affirmed:

"If Daoist is worried, I can lend you this Chaotic Clock. Holding it, you can avoid tracebacks and calculations!"

"Good!"

Zhang Fusheng clapped his hands in agreement:

"Then I request Fellow Daoist Donghuang gift me the clock!"

Donghuang’s head’s eyelids twitched, ultimately not correcting him that it’s ’lend’ not ’gift’—the current situation is perilous!

The difference between gifting and lending, the Cause and Effect brought by it are entirely different,

Yet at this moment, he couldn’t afford to care,

If truly imprisoned in sealed years, unless several Supreme Beings aided, unless the Three Pristine Ones actively rescued,

Otherwise, I am almost unlikely to escape, almost impossible to achieve Perfection again!

And a Supreme Being without Perfection cannot verify the Tao Fruit.

Everything ultimately prioritizes the Tao Fruit.

"I shall gift this clock to Fellow Daoist Fusheng... go!"

As the words rose and fell, Zhang Fusheng clearly perceived an intense link of Cause and Effect between himself and the Chaotic Clock,

Within the Chaotic Clock, there now existed an imprint of his own True Spirit!

With a thought, the great clock swayed, the chaotic world within the clock also trembled!

"I shall go too."

Zhang Fusheng cupped his hands towards Donghuang’s head, the latter falling out from the Chaotic Clock, quietly floating in the shadow side of Zhang Fusheng’s Divine Realm,

As for the Chaotic Clock?

It had already merged into the front side of the Divine Realm, hanging high in front of the Eight Sceneries Palace, safeguarding his own True Spirit!

"Go on, go on!"

With a hearty laugh, Zhang Fusheng’s thoughts did not leave the Divine Realm, but directly descended into the Mortal Realm within the Divine Realm.

The Zhang Wentian tossed into the void was falling into his own Mortal Realm.

At this moment, in the Mortal Realm, Zhang Wentian was sitting at a stall on a corner of the street, eating wontons, while communicating constantly with the wooden sculpture in his arms.

"Senior Di Xin, where have I fallen into?"

"I don’t know."

An aged voice rang out:

"Perhaps you have fallen into the Great Void, into a certain world within it... however, this is quite timely."

"You can perform a blood sacrifice within this world, so that my True Spirit will can replace the will of this realm’s heaven and earth."

"By then, I can reform my true body...."

Zhang Wentian squinted his eyes, a lower world within the Great Void?

He turned his pupils, responded in his heart, but did not make any move, quietly eating his wontons—no one is a fool,

He knew once this ’Senior Di Xin’ was freed, his own good days might be over!

Stall him, fool him, first drain all the good things from this old ghost, then bury the wooden sculpture underground... no, directly seal it within a segment of illusory time!

As thoughts churned, a bowl of wontons had been consumed,

Zhang Wentian satisfiedly burped, stood up, and was ready to have a good look around this lower world,

But saw a young man standing right in front of him without knowing when.

"You are...." Zhang Wentian exclaimed in shock, suddenly the will of Di Xin roared in his mind:

"Escape! Escape! Escape!"

"It’s that Zhang Daosheng!!"

Zhang Wentian’s scalp tingled, quickly communicating with the Map of Mountains and Rivers, wanting to flee into the illusory time,

But as soon as he tried to escape, he saw the river of illusory time shake, torn open by a large hand!

The large hand crushed down over all sight, without any ability to resist, Zhang Wentian was forcefully fished out from illusory time!

"Di Xin... it turns out to be King Zhou of Shang."

After reviewing Zhang Wentian’s memories, Zhang Fusheng smiled and nodded, retrieved the wooden sculpture from the young man’s arms, and pulled the roll of the Map of Mountains and Rivers from his soul,

The True Spirit will within the wooden sculpture shivered, but realized in shock this mysterious existence did not do anything to harm it,

Instead, it guided and poured a vast source over, filling the gap and sculpting the Three Souls and Seven Spirits!

The confused Di Xin was casually waved by Zhang Fusheng, the Three Souls and Seven Spirits were thrown into a pregnant woman at the end of the street,

Not caring about the trembling Zhang Wentian,

Zhang Fusheng held the Map of Mountains and Rivers, and his thoughts quietly entered it, constructing, revising, and writing the illusory time.

"When the illusory time comes true, the Three Pristine Ones will certainly notice, cannot be too obvious...."

"Need to create the impression that I was calculated by the Eastern Emperor, thus falling into the Sixteen True Realms Killing Formation."

Zhang Fusheng muttered to himself, not forgetting to drag the Great Divine Power Users outside the Netherworld into the Netherworld within the illusory time,

Even some True Spirits of the old world, as well as Yellow Eyebrow self-sealed in the starry sky, and all emperors hiding deep in the Star Sea were not spared,

Before refining illusion into reality, the illusory time was essentially a false ’illusion’,

Zhang Fusheng naturally directly used the same false Ancestral Beast to grab those near Daluo True Spirits from the old world into the Netherworld one by one,

Thus...

"After refining illusion into reality, the outcome of the illusory time directly becomes true."

Zhang Fusheng muttered to himself:

"Outside the Netherworld, besides Meng the Thirty-Fourth from Two Realms Mountain, the strongest are only the Great Powers."

"Next, just let me be smoothly cast into the sealed time... my plan will succeed!"

Closing his eyes, taking a deep breath,

After a moment of hesitation, Zhang Fusheng took out the Six Paths of Reincarnation, placing it in the Nine Netherworld,

In this way, the Divine Realm finally took complete form, dead beings would no longer just wander the Nine Netherworld, but could truly reincarnate,

In other words, the inside of the Divine Realm could achieve ’natural circulation’!

This realm has a beginning and an end.

"There is still the Different Dimension, I can use that segment of the Buzhou Celestial Pillar supporting the Different Dimension to directly move the entire empty Different Dimension into my Divine Realm... not now."

Zhang Fusheng exhaled, gently stroking the Map of Mountains and Rivers, moved by a thought, thus.

The ’result’ of the illusory time became true.

In the river of real time, at the very end of the river representing the ’current node’, a sudden halt occurred,

Then, a giant wave surged!!

Under the huge wave, terrifying gazes fell from outside the river, but without exception, all were blocked by Wa Huang’s Stone,

The Three Pristine Ones frowned, the hidden Supremes also concentrated, knowing a major change reappeared,

So...

Whether Zhang Fusheng will be suppressed into the Sixteen True Realms Killing Formation, whether he will become trapped in the sealed time?

Those Supremes gazing at the river of time all had this thought simultaneously.

Meanwhile,

The turbulent waves of time had again returned to silence.

Current node, within the Netherworld.

"Eastern Emperor! You calculated against me!"

Wrapped by the sealed time, the Human Ancestor, holding the Chaos Bell, was emitting a furious roar.