Secret Buyer

Chapter 619: Chapter 367:

Already more intense than the Great Divine Power Users.

Zhang Fusheng’s mind was racing as he continued to use his fingers as pen on the muddy land.

[What is the future like? Are there any major events?]

[Yes]

The Ancient Saint replied on the muddy ground - although he was in one possible future, a future without Zhang Fusheng,

but equally, that future possibility was based on Zhang Fusheng’s nonexistence, the greatest possibility.

Some major events at critical points in that possibility can serve as a reference.

[Answering Master’s question]

Unlike before, the Ancient Saint was noticeably more respectful, not only because Zhang Fusheng was his teacher,

but also because of the [World-Honored One Buddha].

[In my past, you suddenly disappeared, and the Other Shore World you established collapsed along with it]

[At that time, I was in the Two Realms Mountain, facing a great predicament]

Zhang Fusheng raised an eyebrow, Two Realms Mountain??

When did this girl sneak out??

He asked further, and the Ancient Saint quickly explained, Zhang Fusheng understood the cause and effect.

A woman named Cui Baihua... Ancestor of the Cui Family?

Zhang Fusheng rubbed his forehead; it was the work of that mirror image again, yet he wasn’t really worried now,

Laojun could be considered half an ally; under such circumstances, what the mirror image did might not be entirely harmful to him.

But what exactly is Laojun planning?

How does he intend to oppose the Celestial Lord of Tao and Virtue?

Zhang Fusheng knew nothing about it.

He continued to ask.

[Great predicament?]

[Yes, Master, I, and the sage, along with Granny Cui, were hunted by many Cultists in Two Realms Mountain]

[The sage died, and Granny Cui also died in battle; only I managed to escape...]

The Ancient Saint started recounting the major events of the future, drawing lines and curves on the muddy land alongside the Other Shore Flower Cluster.

[After that, I went to the capital, but the capital also underwent dramatic changes; something called the Netherworld emerged]

[Many Great Divine Power Users, even those beyond them, were contending in the Netherworld]

[But before they finished competing, a Different Dimension descended upon the Netherworld]

Line after line made Zhang Fusheng’s brow furrow tightly.

Indeed.

A Different Dimension, huh...

[And then?] he asked.

[Answering Master’s question, I don’t quite know the following developments as I was still very weak back then]

[I only know the capital collapsed, and a new master of Netherworld arose, suspending the Netherworld above the sky]

[For the next ten thousand years, the entire Federation fell apart, and countless True Spirits from past eras resurrected]

[They established various forces on the mother planet and in the starry sky, competing against each other]

After a pause,

Just as Zhang Fusheng was deep in thought, words appeared on the ground again.

[By the time I was driven and sealed in the Nine Netherworld, the conflict reached its peak]

[Celestial Court, Jade Void, Blue Sky, Douluo, Star Beasts, Vacuum Home... the war had spread to all realms]

Zhang Fusheng quietly watched these lines of words, his mind remaining vigilant,

In the future possibility where the Ancient Saint resides, even after ten thousand years, the stone remained effective, and the Supreme had not descended yet,

But that was just one possible future in which he himself did not exist.

What a headache...

After contemplating for a long time, Zhang Fusheng wrote on the muddy land.

[Raise your head and gaze at the figure sitting atop the summit of Fengdu City, then call to him]

The Ancient Saint in the Nine Netherworld paused, dropping a single word.

[Yes.]

Then he fell into silence.

Time slowly ticked away, and Zhang Fusheng waited patiently,

About the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn passed,

Words reappeared on the muddy land of the Other Shore Flower Cluster.

But this time, the words were a Dharma Gate, a ritual array.

A Dharma Gate and ritual array that could channel his will into the future Nine Netherworld—naturally written by the Northern Emperor.

Zhang Fusheng narrowed his eyes, yet without apprehension,

After contemplating for a long time, he quietly constructed the ritual array according to the Dharma Gate, a wisp of his will drawn by the array, descending into the profound and mysterious place.

During the descent,

Zhang Fusheng heard the sound of the waves from the river of time emerging—and then distancing away,

The sound of the waves seemed to grow increasingly distant from him, thrown behind him, symbolizing that the river of time itself was also becoming more and more distant!

The very end of the river of time is the [present node],

Beyond the end of the river is the void and chaos, within the countless foam stirred by the waves,

Is the multitude of future possibilities.

In essence,

These future possibilities are still just temporal foam, fleeting, not truly existent.

Not knowing how much time passed.

When the sound of waves by Zhang Fusheng’s ear completely vanished,

He saw clusters upon clusters of innumerable temporal foam,

Seeing himself falling into the largest bubble among them,

Then—

Darkness fell suddenly and then instant brightness.

Open eyes.

He found himself already in the vast and boundless Nine Netherworld.

Everywhere was shrouded in dispersing Yin Fog,

Newly born ghost warriors and Yin Messengers roamed within the Yin Fog, their heads devoid of light or sky, only limitless nothingness as far as the eye could see,

But when looking down,

One could see a rushing river dividing the entire Nine Netherworld into halves; within the river, the imprisoned Female Immortal floated, her aura full of overwhelming and grand presence.

"Ma... Master..."

The Ancient Saint in the Yellow Springs River had both hands clasped on the ground of the Other Shore, his body continuously disintegrating and healing under the rush of the Yellow Springs River,

He looked confusedly at the figure in the sky, seemingly recalling events from ten thousand years ago, his eyes inexplicably reddening.

In the form of the World-Honored One Buddha, Zhang Fusheng had great sunlight round light radiating from behind his head, his surroundings enveloped by a surging sea of Buddha’s Light and materialized Brahma Sound,

He gazed at Wei Lingzhu of a future ten thousand years hence, at the Female Immortal Ancient Saint, unable to suppress a soft sigh.