Secret Buyer

To deceive a Supreme Being... the chances of success are very, very slim.

Zhang Fusheng personally witnessed all the sealed history, all the past years, in a certain sense, he is as ancient as the Supreme Being himself,

Throughout the endless years, Zhang Fusheng witnessed and experienced everything, clearly knowing how 'cunning and wise' the Supreme Being is, and the Luminous Buddha was originally the Past Majestic Buddha...

How could such a being be easily deceived?

Therefore.

Zhang Fusheng did not lie.

"The one being converted by the Floating Li is not just The Three Pristine Ones, but all Supremes—when all Supremes unite, the Floating Li will reappear."

"And that is the Tao Fruit."

A faint smile appeared on his face, with all Supremes united as Tao Fruit—but a Supreme Being is not a Tao Fruit, hence The Three Pristine Ones cannot prove the Tao Fruit by suppressing and devouring other Supremes; even the Supreme Fruit Position has its limits.

So... The Three Pristine Ones can also really be "overstuffed"—of course, death for a Supreme Being is merely another state of existence.

Behind Zhang Fusheng illuminated scenes, Taiqing's "title," Yuanshi's "Cause of All Results," Lingbao's "Fruits of All Causes,"

Then, Wa Huang's "Bloodline of Human Ancestor," Eastern Emperor's "Chaos Bell," Shakyamuni Tathagata's "Tathagata Celestial Position," Confucius's "Supreme Saint Celestial Position"... and the Celestial Emperor, Houtu's "Celestial Emperor Position" and "Six Paths of Reincarnation."

If we add the refining of the Bodhi Ancient Buddha's remains and the future celestial position left by Maitreya Buddha in Yin Chang'an?

Among the fifteen Supremes, Zhang Fusheng has already acquired the matters, objects, or techniques of eleven of them.

"Thus..."

He sighed softly, and in his eyes floated the "Earth Lamp," accompanied by "Amitabha's Western Pure Land."

Matters, objects, and techniques of the twelfth and thirteenth Supremes.

This is the harvest this time.

It seems the Luminous Buddha convinced "Amitabha," and together, they laid down the "Earth Lamp" and "Western Pure Land" in the past, gifting them to himself,

As such, only the last two remain to gather the matter, object, and technique of the fifteen Supremes.

"One is Di Jun, the elder Heavenly Lord of ancient times, and the other is Fu Xi, who once opened the sky with a single stroke."

Zhang Fusheng muttered, his gaze sharp—he is already "Celestial Venerate," "Buddha," and moving forward, it's the conjecture of approaching, even matching the Supreme "Floating Li Daluo"!

"To prove the ordinary Daluo Fruit Position, for my current self... it's a matter of moments."

All forms rise and fall, strange scenes splendid,

Zhang Fusheng's eyes bore a faint mist, proving Daluo is hardest when transcending years and reversing Tao marks, but he has already accomplished it, ready to become Daluo,

But to prove "Floating Li Daluo"?

Then it's necessary to gather the Supreme qualities!

"Floating Li, Floating Li!"

Zhang Fusheng sighed and smiled, if at another time, he would still be worried about how to prove Floating Li Daluo, how to gather the remaining two qualities...

But now?

The incarnations of the Supremes' mortal bodies are all coming!

No.

They have arrived.

With one thought, Zhang Fusheng returned to Yin Chang'an, at this moment, the dome is shaking, the vast Yin Chang'an is underground, rocks rolling down, many people exclaiming!

"It's time to leave, let's go and see the excitement."

Zhang Fusheng stood up, collected the Maitreya Celestial Position, and looked at the few people beside him with heavy and panicked expressions, a broader smile on his face:

"We're heading to the surface."

Zhang Taishan swallowed, Lin Shiyu shrank her neck, the old monk sighed, the little monk's face crumpled,

As for Sandalwood Merit Buddha...

He simply pressed his hands together:

"Amitabha..."

Zhang Fusheng glanced sideways at Sandalwood Merit Buddha:

"Golden Cicada, your mind is in turmoil."

Zhang Taishan and the others instinctively looked at Golden Cicada, the latter lowered his eyebrows and spoke in a deep tone:

"The final curtain is coming, how can one remain calm and indifferent, with a heart like still water?"

Staring at the monk Xuanzang for a while,

Zhang Fusheng suddenly smiled meaningfully:

"Let's go."

As the words fell.

Lin Shiyu saw this unknown terrifying being, all the brilliant strange scenes on him were swept away cleanly, becoming delicate and weak again, just like an ordinary, overindulgent young master.

She felt a bit dazed.

"Amitabha..."

Sandalwood Merit Buddha saw the delicate youth looking toward him, immediately understanding—he was to lead the way as 'cover.'

Before setting out.

Sandalwood Merit Buddha couldn't help but ask:

"Patron, my disciple..."

"Sun Wukong?"

Zhang Fusheng nodded calmly:

"He is unharmed, I have sent him away, afraid he cannot reawaken in the world anytime soon."

Sandalwood Merit Buddha was taken aback:

"Where was he sent?"

Zhang Fusheng smiled:

"Perhaps... the future?"

As the words fell, in the Eight Sceneries Palace.

A true spirit thought of Zhang Fusheng appeared before the "Future Gate," a portal he had never opened before, the Gate of the Past leading to Yuxu, the Now Gate leading to Douluo,

then behind the Future Gate, naturally it is "Biyou Palace."

"Go ahead..."

With a thought, Zhang Fusheng gently pushed Sun Wukong, who was suppressed beneath the Six Paths of Reincarnation:

"Pave the way for me." He uttered a resonant Dao sound, and Sun Wukong just like that entered the "Future Gate," arriving at the "Biyou Palace" in the "future."

Zhang Fusheng did not explore what lies beyond the Future Gate, only silently gazing at the portal, his gaze deep beyond measure.

This step... perhaps is crucial.

All preparations are complete, it's time to raise the curtain.

.........

Other Shore World, Other Shore Mountain.

"What exactly do you intend to do!"

In front of the Other Shore thatched hut, Hong Tianbao was gasping for breath violently, his divine body nearing collapse, a crack already forming at his brow.