Secret Buyer

"Eastern Emperor, you’ve calculated against me!"

A sound like the roar of waves accompanied by startling thunder burst forth, breaking the silence of the Netherworld.

An abundance of beings not originally in this place appeared,

each at least a Great Divine Power User, some even Daluo True Spirits, their presence stirring the wind and clouds!

But whether they were the ones suddenly appearing or the powerful entities already present, all fell into brief confusion.

Within the Map of Mountains and Rivers is an illusory time, so what happens within this void-like time is inherently false, akin to a dreamscape,

even if ultimately Refining Illusion into Truth occurs, it merely turns the ’result’ real, as for the process in between...

In a sense, it remains fictitious.

But this is where the Map of Mountains and Rivers is terrifying, if it merely alters past time simplicity,

any Daluo could do it effortlessly.

However, the illusory time, due to its illusory nature, allows for composing and transforming history without interference from other Daluos and Supremes,

producing results nearly always as desired by the master of the treasure... unless one doesn’t defeat the individual to be changed within the illusory time.

This is precisely why,

the Map of Mountains and Rivers ranks among Supreme Treasures, serving beings strong enough,

equivalent to bypassing Supremes in determining time outcomes and current nodes...

At this moment,

many Daluo True Spirits and Supreme transformations forcibly altered by results, like the Innate Four Emperors, True Kings, etc.,

are only now clearing the false memories in their minds, only now understanding what transpired,

The expression of Eastern Prince was grim, muttering to himself:

"Is it... the Map of Mountains and Rivers?"

Upon this utterance, Great Sun Root Venerable Buddha and Medicine Master Pure Glaze Tathagata, among those who arranged the murder formation, finally reacted, finally grasped what had unfolded.

"The Eastern Emperor controls the Map of Mountains and Rivers, altering the results of time?"

Medicine Master Pure Glaze Tathagata’s expression was unpleasant, still a bit puzzled:

"But why would the Eastern Emperor do this? Is he aiding The Three Pristine Ones? And why the Chaos Bell... wait!"

The Ancient Buddha of the Eastern Pure Glaze World stared at the Human Ancestor within the murder formation of the Sixteen True Worlds,

and the Chaos Bell stained red that he held, suddenly comprehending.

He spoke in astonishment:

"Was the middle-aged man just now the Eastern Emperor? Then this current original Human Ancestor..."

Beside him, the Daoist Tiansun in skeletal form spoke with chilling coldness:

"Then this one now is likely the real Zhang Fusheng..."

Zhang Fusheng manipulated the skeletal body and spoke deeply:

"Is the Human Ancestor because of Wa Empress? It seems Wa Empress favors this person greatly..."

Just as his words finished, another skeletal form, ’Yellow Dragon Daoist,’ disputed:

"No, if it’s Zhang Fusheng, why would the Eastern Emperor hand over the Chaos Bell to this person? The one before us is likely a Supreme transformation..."

"Could it be the transformation of Wa Empress herself!"

Zhang Fusheng was uncertain if The Three Pristine Ones had the ability to perceive their conversation here, uncertain if they could detect how these Daluos were replaced by himself,

but just to be safe, even though he wished to dive right into the murder formation of the Sixteen True Worlds,

he continued manipulating the skeletal body, trying to muddy the waters, creating some false appearances.

After all.

No matter what, he was already entrenched within the murder formation of the Sixteen True Worlds, dragged by waves of countless sealed histories!

At this moment, many beings in the Netherworld were bewildered, completely unable to understand the dialogue and discourse of these significant figures,

while many Daluo True Spirits who set up the murder formation were still hesitating—whether this truly was Zhang Fusheng?

If the Eastern Emperor held the Map of Mountains and Rivers, why did he drag so many Daluo True Spirits and Great Magical Beings into the Netherworld together?

Plus, considering the Chaos Bell held by the individual in front...

Suddenly, the vast Netherworld fell into silence.

"What is that?"

Amidst the crowd on the ground, Cui Liuduo suddenly looked towards the Celestial Vault.

Her voice wasn’t loud, yet it was captured simultaneously by countless powerful beings,

who all uniformly raised their heads, expressions of bewilderment appearing on their faces.

At this moment, above the Celestial Vault.

The inverted suspended world propped forcefully by the half-section of the Buzhou Celestial Pillar began to slowly fade from some unknown time,

and where the suspended world once lay, a massive ancient star was emerging!

The ancient star appeared shattered and incomplete, seeming to harbor or hide some fearsome presence,

occasionally releasing faint strands of aura causing the entire Netherworld to tremble!

Northern Emperor’s pupils shrank, Innate Four Emperors and Eastern Prince also widened their eyes... is it that one?!

Right at this moment.

The Human Ancestor being dragged by countless sealed histories coldly raised his head, gazing at the broken star appearing atop the Buzhou Celestial Pillar replacing the suspended world,

He grasped the Chaos Bell, caressed the ancient clock’s body, speaking deeply:

"Eastern Emperor... what exactly do you intend to do?"

"Why have you betrayed!"

The questioning voice echoed throughout the Netherworld.

Before the Nine Nether Stronghold, many people were perplexed, looking at each other, not understanding what the Eastern Emperor truly was,

while some Great Divine Power Users rewritten to this place by the Map of Mountains and Rivers also looked at each other confused,

but those from the old world grew pale,

even the ’Great Sun Buddha’ hidden within Different Dimension gods showed a thoughtful expression on his face.

"So that really is... the Eastern Emperor?"

Northern Emperor whispered inaudibly, a look of realization appearing on his face,

indeed, with Wa Huang’s Stone above, few Supremes could still exist in the current node,

either completely sealed—like the ancient broken star, and the suppressed Maitreya Buddha, or some transformations severed from their true selves,