Chapter 613: Chapter 366: Eight Hundred Thousand Years of Bitter Cultivation, Northern Emperor’s Surrender_2
"Since that’s the case, then the ’Eight Sceneries Palace’ and the so-called ’Eight Sceneries Palace Master’ summoned by Him at that time, are also...."
"Exactly."
The broken star calmly replied:
"It is also Him."
The Daluo looked at each other, utterly fooled in this manner??
The hot-tempered Crimson Emperor Monarch frowned and said coldly:
"I want to go back and cause trouble for that Guang Chengzi again!"
"You mustn’t."
The broken star quietly said:
"Who told you that Zhang Fusheng is inferior to Master Yuxu?"
As these words fell, the six Daluo were all taken aback.
The Profound Emperor Monarch asked in a deep voice:
"Supreme Monarch, do you mean to say..."
The broken star sighed softly:
"This man, Zhang Fusheng, is indeed higher than Master Yuxu, Eight Sceneries Palace Master, and Master Biyou...."
All six Daluo’s expressions changed, the White Emperor Monarch cried out in surprise:
"This is impossible!"
The terrifying will within the broken star surged, a vast might pressed down, causing the White Emperor Monarch to cough up blood and hurriedly apologize:
"Forgive me, Supreme Monarch!"
The broken star, addressed as the Supreme Monarch, then retracted its mighty power.
After a pause,
The ’Supreme Monarch’ continued in a deep voice:
"The position of Zhang Fusheng is higher than the Three Pristine Ones, and of course higher than me."
"I don’t know much about Him, limited as I am, but in front of this person, you must be extremely cautious...."
"Do not offend Him lightly."
Listening to the words of the broken star, the Daluo fell into a deathly silence.
An unknown amount of time passed.
The Northern Emperor asked softly:
"Higher than the Three Pristine Ones... I have thought about it over and over, and there has never been such a being in ancient history, unless..."
His expression was incredibly solemn:
"Unless it is the legendary [Fuli Taoist Venerate]."
The pupils of the other Daluo shrank suddenly,
The broken star spoke quietly:
"Not stupid, guessed correctly."
The hearts of the Daluo trembled.
The Emperor Ziwei, riding an ancient war chariot, with changing expressions, pursued:
"But Supreme Monarch, if it were Fuli Taoist Venerate, He should be able to suppress all Supreme Fruits with just a thought, why is this not the case?"
The Supreme Monarch replied:
"He is Fuli, and yet not Fuli -- or rather, He is not the original Supreme, but He is destined to become so."
This seemingly contradictory statement left the Daluo deep in thought,
The previously silent Eastern Prince spoke:
"So, He is becoming the Fuli Taoist Venerate?"
"Correct."
"Then, should we stop Him, should we kill Him in advance? Even if He has the Three Pristine Ones behind Him, it is not impossible if we pay any price."
The Yellow Emperor Monarch suggested at this moment.
The broken star was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke:
"Do not obstruct Him, and do not go out of your way to make things difficult, but also do not show anything unusual, act as if you know nothing of this."
After a pause, the broken star slightly rotated, as if a pair of giant eyes appeared on the star’s surface,
He gazed at the six Daluo and said calmly:
"All present have major grievances against Master Yuxu, the Innate Five Emperors were forcibly transformed into His Five Elders."
"The Eastern Prince was partially cut from his true position."
"The Northern Emperor was even worse, turned into His offspring."
The eerie voice echoed in this deep starry space,
The broken star’s tone shifted:
"The Three Pristine Ones are too strong and flourishing, there used to be three Buddhas as a counterbalance, but in that turmoil, the Past Majestic Buddha was suppressed, and the Future Maitreya Buddha disappeared."
"The most miserable was Shakyamuni Tathagata, who suffered tremendous losses, reduced from the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas to a product of Laozi’s Transformed Buddha."
The Daluo listened quietly, someone asked:
"What do you mean?"
The broken star said:
"At this moment, the Three Pristine Ones, if they unite, will have no adversaries among the Supreme Fruits."
"That Fellow Daoist Fusheng is a turning point, a chance to divide the Three Pristine Ones, even to suppress them..."
The Daluo were thoughtful.
After a long time,
Each had received a decree from the broken star, then the Daluo quietly withdrew, each going their own way,
The Northern Emperor also retrieved the Nine Netherworld, driving an ancient war chariot away,
When far from the broken star and the other Daluo,
An inexplicable smile appeared on the face of Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole.
Silently,
He once again shrouded himself with the Nine Netherworld, isolating inside and out, holding a Giant Stone in his hand,
On the stone, two long swords were nailed, one inscribed with the words [Slay Immortal], the other with [Extinct Immortal],
Not only that,
Above the Giant Stone, there was also a partially broken Tai Chi Diagram suppressed, along with a chaotic fragment of unknown Supreme Treasure origin.
The Northern Emperor gently stroked the Giant Stone, recounting everything he saw and heard.
Then, it was silence, silence.
From the Supreme Treasure sealed by many great techniques, a young voice unexpectedly came forth:
"Zhang Fusheng? Fuli Taoist Venerate?"
"I see, I see...."
The Northern Emperor asked softly:
"Is what he said believable?"
He naturally referred to that broken star, or rather, the Supreme within it.
"Believable."
The Giant Stone calmly said:
"If there is a Zhang Fusheng, then many contradictions and doubts before and after would completely vanish; this person indeed is a key part."
The Northern Emperor nodded, then asked again:
"So, should we do as the one within the star said?"
Silence, silence.
A calm voice came from within the Giant Stone:
"No."
"Cut Him down."
"Cut down this Zhang Fusheng... find Him, kill Him, scatter His soul, sever His life."
The Northern Emperor’s expression changed.
The being suppressed within the Giant Stone was extremely resolute, even though being suppressed, due to the presence of the sealing stone transformed by Wa the Sovereign,
Unable to watch or interfere with this era, but with the Northern Emperor’s messages, He could still make moves, still make plans.
After another moment of silence,
The Supreme within the Giant Stone seemed to understand the context and spoke softly: