Secret Buyer

"Master!" Lin Dongxi gently called.

Meng Ahnan, with a limp, wearing a pair of straw sandals, spoke calmly:

"My pursuit is quite simple... I wish to find Zhang Fusheng, so, where is he?"

Hong Tianbao sat down, his hands clasped together, chanting:

"Compassion!"

He didn't answer, instead, he acted again, employing the authority of the Past Buddha Celestial Position, his Buddha palm briefly reaching into past years, striking a millennium ago, aiming at Meng Ahnan in his weaker years!

Lin Dongxi also acted again, simultaneously striking at Meng Ahnan's future, his plain hand inducing a brilliant Great Tide of Buddha's Light, nearly submerging Other Shore Mountain!

Hu Lifo was crushed to the ground by great force, while the Wa Maiden quietly watched.

"Useless."

Meng Ahnan sighed softly, lifting his gaze, his palms clasped in unison, momentarily past, present, and future briefly united,

the Buddha palm striking the past and the plain hand striking the future were forcibly drawn to this moment, and under the clear breath exhaled by the Lame Daoist, they were shattered!

Hong Tianbao and Lin Dongxi both let out a muffled groan.

Even the Circulating Star Array spinning within the Other Shore World was pierced together!

Meng Ahnan, as time returned to one, spoke compassionately:

"Why must you do this? I am not here to harm Zhang Fusheng, I seek him to help him achieve the Dao, and in doing so help myself achieve the Dao as well..."

Hong Tianbao coughed blood, Lin Dongxi half-kneeled, both were in miserable states, and suddenly a fierce sun appeared from the sky accompanied by a tender rebuke:

"Presumptuous!"

Another glowing jade-like fist descended, accompanied by a collapsing star river!

Hu Lifo looked up, overjoyed:

"Martial Uncle!"

A red-haired woman descended, as her fist fell, her red hair shimmering brilliantly, known as one of the Ten Elders of the Upper Realm, the Void Lord, Chen Yuque.

The punch fell, the Star Sea crushed down, then shrank alongside the great void into an infinitely small point, containing incomprehensible heavy matter,

the mere existence of that tiny point, due to massive mass, caused space and even time to bend,

Meng Ahnan, enveloped by the void's origin, along with his own time flow, was slowed a thousand thousand times, seemingly unable to react defensively in time!

The original point formed by the collapsing Star Sea and great void was pinned between Meng Ahnan's brows, his forehead cracked, immortal blood flowed, but soon after.

The flowing immortal blood returned to the wound, the cracked forehead healed, the original point ascended, bursting out material, once again extending into a resplendent Star Sea and great void.

This is... [Reversal].

Forcible [Reversal] on the plane of time.

"One force subdues ten expert methods... it's a pity, Daoist friend's force is not enough, if it could truly pierce through time, the poor Dao might truly be caught..."

Meng Ahnan smiled, pointing out a finger, directly stabbing into the Celestial Vault, using the same tactic pinned on Chen Yuque's brow, the renowned Upper Realm Void Lord let out a muffled groan, spilling blood as she fell!

She crashed onto the head of Other Shore Mountain.

Hu Lifo fell silent again.

Silence fell upon Other Shore Mountain, Chen Yuque struggled to rise, Lin Dongxi panting, Hong Tianbao's treasure body continued to crack....

"I said, I do not come with malice." Meng Ahnan sighed: "I come to find Zhang Fusheng because he remains lost, my coming here is to awaken him."

"Who exactly... are you?" someone questioned, it was Hong Tianbao's fifth disciple recently accepted, also Hu Lifo's master — an ancient walker from eight centuries ago, a shriveled old man.

"Me?" Meng Ahnan was about to turn back when suddenly he raised an eyebrow, looking up at the Celestial Vault of Other Shore, murmuring:

"Coming already... how come so quickly?"

Everyone instinctively looked up to the sky.

In the sky, beyond the sky.

Seems like a Great Tide, rolling dust, at the tide's crest stood a figure—no, it was not just one Great Tide, it was fourteen surging tides, each with fourteen figures!

"Well, that's fine." A gentle voice suddenly sounded, Hong Tianbao instinctively turned his gaze, seeing beside him a peerless half-person half-snake woman somehow had risen,

she too was lifted by the rolling dust tide and then ascended to the Celestial Vault, like a fierce sun in the sky!

'Rumble!!'

The Other Shore World trembled, thousands of cities quaked, countless people looked up to the sky, only to see the sky collapse.

Fourteen figures treading the dust slammed into the Other Shore World, standing each at a quarter, alongside Wa Maiden, totaling fifteen, fifteen blazing suns!

Among them were old and young, woodcutters, scholars, as well as cowherds and elderly people, their aura was not strong, even devoid of mana and cultivation fluctuations,

yet just by existing, standing there, it caused the entire Other Shore World to lament, crouch, and bow!

"Who are they?" Lin Dongxi asked bewilderedly.

"They are heaven—divine will, also the heavens themselves, the supreme rulers of the myriad realms, they are Dao, they are principle, they are the ultimate of all techniques."

The Lame Daoist narrated as if chanting, stepping with straw sandals, wearing a ragged Dao robe, just like that he looked up admiringly, his expression peaceful, unperturbed.

Fifteen beings, transcending mortality to evade Wa Huang's Stone, suspended above, lowered their gaze.

Observing the magnificent Other Shore World.

"The Tao Fruit... has appeared?"

A cowherd spoke, youthful in appearance, his aura most abundant, with a charm of Dao bearing all things circulating on him.

Many people also looked up at his falling gaze, meeting the cowherd's eyes, momentarily it seemed as if people from the cowherd's eyes saw the [Present].

Everything happening within the great universe, as well as everything occurring within the myriad realms of the great void, the present, this moment.

[Now].

"Taiqing, it seems even you miscalculated one day." An old woman spoke—Meng the Thirty-Fourth, or rather, the mortal embodiment of Emperor Houtu,

she was accompanied by Qingfeng and Mingyue, with Zhen Yuanzi at the side, yet even Zhen Yuanzi in such a scenario dared not speak, remaining silent,

Miss Ming Yue gazed at the head of Other Shore Mountain, seeing familiar figures, Lin Dongxi and others, she recognized them.

The cowherd called Taiqing chuckled:

"Fellow Daoists, why persist in vain, wishing to contend for the Tao Fruit with us three?" Amid laughter, the middle-aged woodcutter and elderly nearing death raised their eyes,

the former circulating Past Dao Charm, the latter seemed to be in vast future, holding an unreal illusionary air, endless bubbles of possibility floating in his eyes.

It should have been Taiqing aging, Shangqing handsome, yet at this moment it reversed.

Taking a moment, the cowherd continued:

"If I wield a sword to eliminate all fellow Daoists, is it possible for you to retreat?"

He did not mean here, but the ultimate place beyond time—there, the [True Form of Taiqing] still suppressed all supremes.

The youth emperor forged from the Celestial Emperor sneered, pointing at the dying elderly:

"Shangqing has already died, yet appears now? Death to us is but a state of existence... as long as Wa Huang Daoist does not withdraw the stone, here, our mortal selves may contend for the final victor."

After a pause, the youth emperor looked at Wa Maiden:

"It seems Wa Huang Daoist would not withdraw the stone, correct?"

Gazes poured in, clearly the Snake Woman created by Zhang Fusheng a thousand years ago, now nodding with great majesty:

"Naturally."

Sometime Wa Maiden's own will was already replaced by [Wa Huang].

Hong Tianbao on Other Shore Mountain trembled slightly.

Thus, at this moment.

Fifteen cosmic wills mortal forms faced each other quietly, without mana fluctuation, without divine technique confrontation, just simple exchange of authentic energy,

as they exchanged, the Other Shore World steadily darkened, sun moon stars lost light losing color, even this ripple extending outward!

Silence.

Terrifying silence.

Divine wills transcending mortality, without cultivation without mana, the clash lied in energy, moreover in what each symbolizes, represents—the [Dao]!

This far surpasses cultivation mana, horribly so, every energy intertwining is like two or more Dao colliding,

rules of the myriad realms constantly transform, endlessly warp!

When the Great Dao trembles.

"Might as well speak of this little one first... the emergence of Tao Fruit seems to originate from him."

The ever silent handsome scholar suddenly spoke, he is [Kong Qiu], at this moment reached out pointing downward.

The gaze of cosmic wills concentrated upon the Lame Daoist.

The Daoist raised his head, performing the rite:

"I, Poor Daoist, Floating Li Meng Ahnan, pays respect to the esteemed cosmic wills."