Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 1623 - 873: Great Saint’s Secret Plot, Entering Forgotten Heaven Again (Part 2)
At this moment, Fengfengzi suddenly appeared from the golden light.
Its hollow eyes lit up with two ghost fires, and it laughed manically, "Heh heh, little mouse, I finally caught you!"
Just as Fengfengzi was about to casually rip apart the little mouse before him, Zhao Sheng’s face inexplicably showed a hint of smile.
At this instant, he surprisingly sent a strand of Divine Thought to Fengfengzi, "No, it’s you who have been... caught!"
Hmm?!
Fengfengzi’s maniacal smile suddenly froze, its eyes flaring intensely, revealing an unbelievable expression.
As if to say, how could you possibly react so quickly?!
Brush!
An ordinary Broken Pen flew out from Zhao Sheng’s forehead, its tip soaked in blood.
The Broken Pen flashed in the void, appearing inconceivably above Fengfengzi’s forehead.
At this moment time had stopped, only this ordinary Broken Pen was writing swiftly.
In an instant, a bloody "Fix" suddenly landed on Fengfengzi’s forehead.
In a split second, Fengfengzi’s thoughts, awareness, and head and body were all frozen in the past.
Zhao Sheng’s face turned deathly pale, as he retracted the Broken Pen into the Purple Mansion Soul Sea, slowly stepping back, extracting the golden hand.
As the golden hand was withdrawn, the chest that was previously pierced through suddenly healed perfectly in an instant.
It wasn’t until this moment that Zhao Sheng’s heart hanging high finally settled down.
He exhaled a long breath, instantly transforming into a thunderous boom, spreading across the spiritual realm.
A few moments later, Zhao Sheng’s complexion became rosy once more.
He suddenly extended his hand to beckon, a ball of blue light descended from the sky.
The blue light fell nearby, immediately transforming into a majestic and primitive ancient bronze bell.
Inside the bell, red light occasionally flashed chaotically, occasionally producing a crisp clanging sound.
Whoosh!
The last Western Golden Light Mirror flew from afar, quickly landing in Zhao Sheng’s hands.
Next, he focused his gaze on Fengfengzi.
Zhao Sheng flew forward, placing his hands on Fengfengzi’s head, twisting and pulling with force.
The head immediately separated from the golden body below.
Crunch, crunch...
Once the golden body lost its anchor, its flawless form began to develop cracks.
Three breaths later, the golden body shattered completely, transforming into large patches of golden light.
Within the depths of the golden light, four treasure mirrors flew out consecutively, then entered Zhao Sheng’s body one after another, beginning to be nurtured by the Sea of Magical Power.
Then Zhao Sheng sent the Qinghuang Bell and Fengfengzi’s head into the Golden Light Mirror for temporary seal; it also included the Soul Hook trapped within the bell.
He then spent half a day cleansing the spiritual realm and was bountifully rewarded.
The countless years of accumulation by the Wuxiang Demon Sect became his spoils of war.
Of course, Zhao Sheng had high standards, apart from a mere seven or eight treasures like the Bone Heaven Demon Umbrella, the rest were not worth his attention.
A day later, Zhao Sheng reappeared above the desolate mountain in the center of the spiritual realm.
After a battle that nearly destroyed the entire spiritual realm, the mountain below remained unmovable, seemingly unaffected.
Zhao Sheng flipped his tongue, spitting out the Nine Nether Tower.
The Nine Nether Tower flew into the sky, suddenly releasing ten thousand zhang of brilliance.
In a moment, the tower expanded billions of times, spawning an infinite suction force from nothing.
Rumble...
The mountain below shook, slowly rising.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths...
As countless rocks fell to the earth, the mountain discarded layer after layer of stone shell, finally revealing its true face.
With a bang, the mountain transformed into a ball of golden light and flew into the Nine Nether Tower.
The next moment, an unexpected change occurred!
The Nine Nether Tower suddenly broke free from Zhao Sheng’s control and was about to break the void and fly away.
Zhao Sheng’s expression slightly changed, realizing the peril.
Without much thought, he instinctively summoned the Life and Death Pen.
The Broken Pen appeared in the void above the Nine Nether Tower, immediately blocking its path.
Seal!
Seal!
Seal!
Three successive "Seal" words fell, causing the Nine Nether Tower to lose all brilliance and quickly fall from the sky.
With a pale face, Zhao Sheng reached out to hold the Nine Nether Tower, inspecting it closely.
As his Divine Thought penetrated bit by bit into the tower, he saw that the highest level of the tower contained a condensed mass of swirling golden light.
Deep within the golden light, a faint image appeared of a sharp-eared, wrinkled-faced simian figure.
With one glance, Zhao Sheng recognized it as resembling the Golden Crane Great Saint from the past, only much younger.
"Great Saint! Great Saint! If it weren’t for the Broken Pen, I would have been fooled by you!"
By now, Zhao Sheng had fully grasped the situation.
Years ago, the three grand ambitions of the Golden Crane Great Saint were merely a facade.
In reality, it only wanted him to bring the Great Saint’s hair to the Golden Wind Cave.
Once Shuangling’s Remnant Soul and the Great Saint’s hair came into contact, they would immediately merge into one.
Then, the Golden Crane Great Saint would achieve "rebirth."
Even an Immortal can achieve "Blood Rebirth," let alone a Daluo Golden Immortal level being.
Upon reflection, the Golden Crane Great Saint had indeed devised a clever plan.
Zhao Sheng stood there with a changeable expression, repeatedly pondering the Nine Nether Tower before him.
For a moment, he was somewhat indecisive.
No, that’s not right!
After a brief contemplation, a flash of spirit light suddenly illuminated Zhao Sheng’s mind, realizing something was amiss.
"No, no! I was mistaken earlier... The one left in Forgotten Heaven is the actual Golden Crane Great Saint. The one attempting rebirth before me is another Golden Crane Great Saint. Though they seem united, they are completely different."
Zhao Sheng’s inspiration erupted, and he already conceived a solution to break the predicament.
In the next moment, he transformed into a stream of light, suddenly flying into the Nine Nether Tower.
Zhao Sheng arrived at the tower’s highest level, staring at the swirling golden light suspended midair, his heart suddenly pounding.
He took a deep breath, circled the golden light a dozen times before finally approaching, extending his right hand to gently touch the swirling golden light.
Suddenly, the Nine Nether Tower unexpectedly emitted a burst of golden light, which swiftly vanished into the void, disappearing without a trace.
...
This was an ancient and boundless world.
The sky was unattainable, and the stars densely clustered, reflecting dazzling star rivers.
The land was immensely thick and hearty, with towering mountains reaching the skies everywhere.
A vast ocean without end carried the billions of years of primordial evolution.
On a pristine white beach, Zhao Sheng slowly opened his eyes.
The sight before him made him momentarily dazed.
There, three zhang away stood a giant stone, vaguely resembling an ape, with a radiant sheen.
Sitting atop the stone was an old ape.
The old ape had a sharp-eared, wrinkled face akin to Thunder God, standing just five feet tall with a lean physique, its fur dim and unkempt.
However, upon looking at its head, there was a grand Eight Treasure Purple Bristle Crown atop, behind which hung a smooth dark golden braid reaching down to its chest, ending in an unknown object...
Zhao Sheng widened his eyes, unable to discern what the object was; only a faint white light could be seen, blurry and distorted.
This scene was all too familiar!
Twenty thousand years later, Zhao Sheng once again beheld the Golden Crane Great Saint.
The Golden Crane Great Saint suddenly sat upright, its piercing gaze locked on Zhao Sheng, abruptly questioning, "Boy, what are you excited about? Hold on, you have seen me before! But why have I never seen you?"
On hearing this, Zhao Sheng felt a tremor, promptly bowing and saluting, respectfully saying, "Junior Zhao Sheng, pays respects to Great Saint! In past years, my ancestors made a pact with Great Saint, and I am here today to fulfill that promise."
Twenty thousand years later, Zhao Sheng once again beheld the Golden Crane Great Saint.
The Golden Crane Great Saint suddenly sat upright, its piercing gaze locked on Zhao Sheng, abruptly questioning, "Boy, what are you excited about? Hold on, you have seen me before! But why have I never seen you?"
On hearing this, Zhao Sheng felt a tremor, promptly bowing and saluting, respectfully saying, "Junior Zhao Sheng, pays respects to Great Saint! Years ago, my ancestors...
