Secret Buyer-Chapter 324 - 249: Divine Chariot Crosses the Heavens, Bow Drawn for a Single Arrow!
"Congratulations, Patriarch."
The residual soul of Emperor Tang whispered:
"Is something happening outside? I can vaguely hear noises, and the earth is shaking."
The newly ascended Celestial Human stood up, the darkness atop his head fading, and his black hair turning gray, withering away.
Celestial Human Realm, Celestial Human Fruit Position.
When the Calamity of Five Declines is faced, with each ordeal, one obtains a divine technique, and seventy acupoints can be transformed into a Grotto Heaven.
When all five declines are endured, the body becomes endowed with Five Great Celestial Human Divine Techniques, with all three hundred and sixty acupoints transformed into Grotto Heavens—this is the peak of the Celestial Human.
Only then is one qualified to ascend to godhood.
"The first decline, the decay of the crown..."
The Celestial Human sighed gently, then calmly said:
"Emperor Tang, though I may carry the name of Laozi, when you return to life and leave this place, there’s no need for you to call me Patriarch anymore."
As he spoke, vibrations of celestial music arose around Zhang Fusheng. Though he stood there, the music never ceased, continuously enveloping him.
The first decline, the decay of the crown, also brought with it the first Celestial Human divine technique.
More accurately, it is a Celestial Human phenomenon, a characteristic.
That is, music arises naturally.
It surrounds one with celestial music, sounding effortlessly, in the sound of celestial music, the true body never falls.
"In that case..."
The residual soul of Emperor Tang nodded, slightly cupped his hands, and no longer called him Patriarch, but instead addressed him as:
"Taoist Brother Fusheng."
Zhang Fusheng smiled, listening to the massive commotion coming from the earth, through the connection of the High Heaven Order,
he could sense great distress among the seats, and could perceive the enormous vortex in the sky.
It seems a Divine Spirit will descend.
Zhang Fusheng did not rush; that Divine Spirit clearly still had a long time before it could truly arrive through the vortex,
he gazed at the residual soul of Emperor Tang and said:
"You were once a human emperor, although you never went to Mount Tai to confer titles, you should also have a great affinity with Mount Tai."
Emperor Tang was puzzled:
"I don’t quite understand what you mean, Taoist Brother Fusheng."
Zhang Fusheng exhaled and asked again:
"Erfeng, would you like to become an Emperor Monarch once more?"
Emperor Tang was even more confused, Erfeng?
What kind of nonsense title is that?
He raised his eyebrows:
"If it helps me sever ties with Emperor Ziwei, I would naturally be willing."
"Good."
Zhang Fusheng nodded, reached out, and created a new body, refining illusion into reality.
This was crafted after he attained Celestial Human, using the Yin World Wood Marrow, complemented by Immortal Thoughts and other elements, to create a genuine human form.
Unlike Chen Yuque and Zhou Muniu, whose bodies could only reach the level of Martial Arts Master,
Zhang Fusheng is now a Celestial Human, and this body can naturally cultivate into Celestial Human.
"Erfeng, have you ever heard of Emperor Dongyue, or perhaps...Cyan Emperor?"
Emperor Tang’s expression grew serious:
"Naturally."
"I shall bestow upon you the position of Cyan Emperor, how about it?"
Emperor Tang was astonished:
"Is Taoist Brother joking?"
"Absolutely not."
Zhang Fusheng spoke solemnly; his current cultivation doesn’t allow him to sever the karmic ties between Emperor Tang and Emperor Ziwei,
but he can ’hedge the risk.’
The position of Cyan Emperor is destined to remain subordinate to the Central Pole Sect Leader.
As long as Emperor Tang aligns with it, then even if Emperor Ziwei eventually returns, he will be burdened with the Cyan Emperor position,
instinctively placing him below the Central Pole Sect Leader.
Although celestial positions can also be voluntarily relinquished, to some extent, it can restrain the Mythical Emperor, Northern Celestial Emperor, that may return by merging his soul.
"Go on, go on!"
Zhang Fusheng raised his hand and pushed.
Cyan Emperor Celestial Position quietly emerged, descending upon that body. Emperor Tang remained silent, stepped forth, merging with the body, returning to life.
And merged with the Cyan Emperor Celestial Position.
Though he is not a deity, not even close, being but a mere mortal, yet he possesses an extraordinary life plate, once a Human Lord,
and now he is truly merging with the Cyan Emperor Celestial Position without any hindrance!
Just like the Central Pole Sect Leader’s body, with the Central Pole Sect Leader’s celestial position—cultivation is not a necessary condition for ascending to a celestial position.
"Mercy, mercy..."
Zhang Fusheng did not wait idly for Emperor Tang’s return; he lightly exhaled a clear breath and murmured to himself:
"All seats are making their moves..."
"How can I fall behind?"
He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Dream Dragon-Slaying Technique.
An Immortal Shadow emerged, boarding the Divine Chariot, wielding the Immortal Bow, surrounded by the effortless sound of celestial music, accompanied by a wisp of Primordial Cloud!
Thus.
The Divine Chariot rumbled forth!
......
"Master, should you really not intervene? Just let a deity-level figure enter our Golden Province?"
Above Jiangzhou Heaven and Earth, in the bamboo forest.
Ruan Yutu poured tea for the middle-aged man and asked as such.
Su Qiansuan replied calmly:
"That little fellow Yang Shexing is doing it deliberately, trying to provoke me into destroying the Teleportation Array, so the Federation would have a reason to confront me."
After a pause, he spoke softly:
"Now is not the time for independence. We are too far from the other three provinces that have rebelled. Independent actions at this moment would make it challenging to support each other and easy to be suppressed by the Federation at the first moment."
Ruan Yutu nodded slightly but furrowed her brows:
"But Master, if a Divine Descent occurs, with restrictions everywhere, you might find it difficult to act."
"No matter."
Su Qiansuan squinted:
"Did you forget about my brother, Fusheng?"
Ruan Yutu blinked:
"Foster father?"
"Yes."
Su Qiansuan smiled:
"I know you don’t understand why I had you acknowledge him as your foster father... but I think you will come to know."
After a pause, he murmured softly to himself:
"I gave him a share of the Golden Province independence; he should also put in some effort... let’s see what he’s truly capable of."
Ruan Yutu shook her head:
"I don’t know how powerful foster father is, but he’s probably not a deity? How, then, can he destroy the Teleportation Array, how can he break the Jingpeng Vessel?"
Su Qiansuan shrugged:
"I don’t know either, that’s why I’m watching quietly..."
The distant Chongyang Bubble once again resounded with a roar, Su Qiansuan and Ruan Yutu sat above the bubbles in the bamboo forest, looking into the distance.
There.
In Chongyang Heaven and Earth, outside Chang’an Town.
"Weak! Weak! Weak!"
"Too weak!"
Yang Shexing’s voice shook the vast sky.
He steered the Giant Whale Roc, activating layer upon layer of divine arrays, unleashing a might akin to that of a true deity!
The Sword Feather Divine Furnace emanated light,
Larger than Jiangzhou’s small heavens by tenfold, the Chongyang Heaven and Earth shook and tore, tens of thousands of miles of earth boiled!
Chang’an Town teetered on the brink of collapse, the weak impact extended to Chongyang City, toppling high-rises, and many wept in despair.
At this moment.
"Sever."
A gentle voice sounded, Miss Ming Yue, guiding an entity of earth and stone, softly commanded.
A radiant light shot up to the heavens, slicing through with a thunderous roar!
The true furnace formed by a million sword feathers was cleaved apart, the radiant light shone across ten thousand miles, continuing downward, striking hard upon the Whale Roc!
’Rip!’
The head of the Whale Roc was torn open, the Whale Roc blood contained within poured down like rain — this was divine blood, every drop as heavy as a mountain, causing the earth to quiver violently!
"What a marvelous killing technique!"
Yang Shexing praised:
"A deity indeed, but alas, it’s just a single wisp of will descent—merely a wisp of will, possessing a celestial human body, no matter how exquisite the killing technique, how could it break the body of the Whale Roc?"
"At most, injure a bit of the surface!"
Inside the Whale Roc’s head, he continued activating the divine array, while pressing his foot fiercely onto Shen Baobao’s face:
"Your High Heaven Association..."
"Seems not much after all?"
"Weaker than I thought, I don’t even need to use the true trump card I brought this time..."
As he spoke, outside.
Three venerable talismans from Chen Nuanyu were triggered, evolving into three divine-level killing techniques, coiling together to form a Thunder Abyss!
The Thunder Abyss descended, enveloping the enormous carcass of the Whale Roc, charring and cracking its outer body, but still incapable of harming the interior!
"This is the Whale Roc, Whale Roc!"
Yang Shexing’s voice resonated from within the Whale Roc, the Whale Roc spread its wings, tearing the Thunder Abyss apart!
He laughed:
"The true body of the Whale Roc, even ordinary deities can hardly break through, let alone talismans engraved with divine marks?"
"This is the Whale Roc, Whale Roc!"
The scattered sword feathers regrouped into the true furnace, the sword hum echoed throughout the vast Chongyang Bubble, echoing across tens of thousands of miles of land.
Buddhist Vajra was torn apart by the sword light, and the specter of Six-armed Great Black Heaven, having just picked up the vajra pestle and white bone prayer beads, collapsed once more,
Blood and flesh puppets, immortal shadows, similarly shattered under the might of the million-sword feather true furnace!
Far off, Yuan Feidao coughed blood, and Yuan Tiandao, asleep, breathed heavily, clearly severely injured.
"How unfortunate..."
Miss Ming Yue sighed softly, aware that breaking the Whale Roc was impossible, though others might not know, she was well aware of the Whale Roc’s power.
Named Whale Roc.
In truth, it’s a [Kunpeng].
Even if it’s not a true ancient Kunpeng, merely mixed-blood.....yet it’s still a Kunpeng!
That ancient Kunpeng could almost be called a demon ancestor, a peer to the mighty one!
Miss Ming Yue bit her lip, through a wisp of will, through the body of earth and stone, whispered:
"We must retreat, if we delay any longer, a deity will descend through the teleportation array."
"I am not afraid, if my true body descends, I could slay in three moves or less, but for you all, it would be troublesome, easily allowing that deity to deduce the location of my true body, leading to actual calamity."
All the seats were silent, all sighed.
The first cooperation, the first assembly, yet they had to withdraw in defeat,
The seventh seat...could not be rescued.
"Let’s leave, let’s leave."
The voice of the fifth seat echoed through the specter of Six-armed Black Heaven, planning to abandon these treasured divine artifacts, planning to self-disintegrate, returning their thoughts.
It was at this moment.
Suddenly, a rumbling sound swept through.
All the seats, Yang Shexing, and those celestial humans and many at the Innate Realm, intimidated by the earth-shattering battle,
Instinctively followed the sound with their gaze.
The sound emanated from the void, resounding ceaselessly, a dark, eerie chaos fog arose,
Then,
A divine chariot radiant as a great sun burst forth from the darkness!!
The divine chariot shone like a great sun traversing the heavens.
Atop it stood a blurred immortal shadow, wrapped in indescribable primordial clouds, accompanied by the incessant sound of celestial music,
As if a Golden Boy rang a gong, and a Jade Maiden sang.
In a certain bamboo grove, Su Qiansuan sat up straight, murmuring:
"Is that him?"
"If it’s him, how will the celestial human body break the massive carcass of the Whale Roc?"
Amidst murmurs, outside Chang’an Town.
"Another celestial human?"
A playful voice from Yang Shexing echoed within the Giant Whale Roc:
"Don’t speak of one celestial human, even if ten, a hundred come, what can they do?"
The divine chariot thundered, the immortal shadow raised its head, holding a divine bow.
Then, the bow was drawn to a full moon.
"In a dream, slay the dragon..." the immortal shadow formed by Yuan Tiandao squinted slightly, was it Old Wei?
No, not Old Wei’s dream body—who is that??
A celestial human’s arrow, indeed possessed great divine might, possibly capable of shattering a small heaven and earth, but against the Whale Roc Ship??
Yuan Tiandao shook his head, intending to dissipate his form, intending to leave.
For the enormous figure in the vortex grew clearer, a deity was about to descend.
Just then.
The immortal shadow on the divine chariot spoke.
"By the command of the Central Pole Sect Leader, execute."
With those words.
Thoughts turned on the Dragon-Carving Platform in the Divine Realm, evolved into the Dragon-Carving Celestial Saber, then used the Celestial Saber as arrows.
The divine chariot roared as it traveled across the celestial vault.
The immortal shadow released the arrow.
Yang Shexing still chuckled lightly:
"Central Pole Sect Leader? Which evil god emerged from nowhere? Never heard, just..."
Suddenly the world lost its hues.
Like the merciful divine arrow from that day.
The rainbow hues faded, leaving only pure black and white.
The arrow slowly flew out.
Then vanished.
An arrow following cause and effect.
The immortal shadow put away the immortal bow, lightly leaving a phrase.
"Execution complete."
The black and white world once again filled with vibrant colors, countless eyes turned toward the giant, terrifying Whale Roc.
The Whale Roc remained motionless in the sky.
The true furnace abruptly disintegrated, a million sword feathers scattered across the land.
Then.
The Whale Roc plummeted down.
’Rumble!!’
The earth sank, a carcass with an arrow pinned in its head, rolled out from the Whale Roc’s giant maw.
Silence engulfed heaven and earth.
People gazed upon the creature on the divine chariot.
