Secret Buyer

Chapter 637: Chapter 375: Attaining Great Divine Techniques, Supreme Corpse Manifestation!

Attain Fruit Position, attain Fruit Position, attain Fruit Position!

These three words echoed like a giant bell in the depths of Zhang Fusheng’s sea of consciousness, overshadowing all worldly distractions, becoming his sole obsession and his only path forward at this moment.

He had already transformed into the true form of the Northern Dipper Kill Dao, with the Seven Star Dao Mark swirling over his body, the starlight cascading down like a waterfall, quietly seated atop the desolate sea of clouds,

beneath him the clouds roiling endlessly, with myriad phenomena,

He lowered his gaze and silently observed, his eyes penetrating the layers of smoke and mist, falling upon that abyssal Five Finger Mountain.

Where the mountain was enveloped in mist, Li Xiuyuan stood confused.

No Cui Linglong was by his side, as soon as he appeared, he felt a sudden tension in the surrounding energy, eyes darted towards him from all directions,

Several people dressed in uniform outfits were already approaching in a formation,

Pantheon followers.

"Who are you?"

The leader was a Celestial Human Realm cultivator, with a solemn face, hands resting on the Dharma Artifact at his waist, his tone full of caution,

The stranger had appeared too abruptly, as though born of thin air, and he hadn’t detected any fluctuation of energy,

Such teleportation ability is not something an ordinary cultivator possesses, it likely touches upon the realm of Divine Spirit. Considering the great divine techniques users recently arriving in this place, the Celestial’s heart sounded alarms, daring not to take any chances.

Li Xiuyuan took a deep breath, intending to respond, when a strange sensation rose from the depths of his soul,

He instinctively lifted his gaze to the sky, his eyes penetrating the thin cloud layers, gazing into the deepest part of the cloud sea.

In an instant, Li Xiuyuan’s pupils contracted violently, his body hair standing on end—only he could see, on the cloud sea peak, a figure was seated, surrounded by a chilling and bone-piercing Northern Dipper Killing aura,

Purple Thunder reverberated outward,

that figure held an ancient and simple long sword, its blade engraved with obscure Dao Mark, faintly leaking a killing aura, and holding a bronze gourd,

The gourd’s mouth shimmered with light, exuding the rhythm of slaying immortals, a small iron hammer hung at his waist, the hammer resonated with earth fire wind water, gently swaying, with Purple Thunder floating about!

These three Dharma Artifacts, he actually recognized them all!

Celestial Lord of Numinous Treasure’s Immortal Sinking Sword, the Purple Lightning Hammer, and Taoist Monarch Luya’s Immortal Slaying Gourd!

Plus the layered rolling, almost solidified Northern Dipper Killing aura... Li Xiuyuan’s heart sank with a thud, as if falling into an ice cave.

Others didn’t recognize this array, how could he not recognize it?

Before becoming Pigsy, he was the Marshal Tianpeng, commanding eighty thousand Celestial River Navy. But before being Marshal Tianpeng,

He was the {True Monarch Tianpeng} under Emperor Ziwei, the leader of the Four Saints of the North Pole!

In that era, called the closest to Daluo—while in that era, there existed few Daluo.

"Northern Emperor?"

Li Xiuyuan’s Adam’s apple moved, softly whispered, then sensed something was off:

"No, that’s not right... If Northern Emperor descended in this form, his might would surely be three points stronger... So who exactly is he?"

Thoughts swirling around, Li Xiuyuan suppressed the storm in his heart, slowly withdrawing his gaze to the Pantheon followers gradually surrounding him, already forming an array,

He steadied his mind, clasped his hands together, a faint flash of Buddha’s Light at his brow, and solemnly said:

"Mercy, mercy. I, the monk Li Xiuyuan, Dharma name Kashyapa, am the Sutra Taker appointed by the World-Honored One Buddha, bearing the divine mission of the westward journey, I have just arrived today."

The Pantheon followers heard this, immediately exchanged glances.

Their rank was too shallow to understand the "divine mission of the westward journey," but the four words "World-Honored One Buddha" sounded like a sudden thunder.

The Other Shore World is as bright as the sun!

"Ah, from the World-Honored One’s seat."

The leader Celestial hurriedly clasped his hands and bowed, hesitated for a moment and still probed:

"I wonder, what brings the Dharma master here?"

Li Xiuyuan instinctively looked up to the sky again, gazing at the mysterious figure in the cloud sea, seeing Him continually focus on the muddled abyss, it was clear—He was letting him come here to unlock the Five Finger Mountain.

In a flash of thought, Li Xiuyuan suppressed the doubts in his heart, his expression returned to calm, speaking quietly:

"I come to open this abyss and release the creatures suppressed beneath the Five Finger Mountain..."

Before the words were finished, his expression slightly blurred, memories of the past when he journeyed for the sutras flashed through his mind, recalling Monkey Brother, suffusing his heart with a slight sentiment.

"Really?!" The surrounding followers exclaimed in surprise, the leader Celestial’s eyes lit up, quickly reacting, and urgently continued, "Is the Dharma master here by the World-Honored One’s command, to aid the Pope’s liberation?"

Li Xiuyuan hesitated, paused for a moment, then slowly nodded: "I suppose so?"

"Then, would the Dharma master please come with me!" The Celestial was overjoyed, hurriedly turned aside to lead the way, his expression exceedingly respectful.

Li Xiuyuan scratched his head, finally taking a deep look at the mysterious figure in the cloud sea, seeing no further instructions, silently followed along.

After Li Xiuyuan had left, Zhang Fusheng atop the cloud remained quietly seated,

beneath him the clouds rolled, hidden truths of heaven and earth faintly manifesting. The energy surrounding him became increasingly condensed, while his spiritual sense frantically warned him, premonitions echoed like shadows.

Signs of impending chaos were crystal clear, like a storm brewing on the mountain.

"A great and desolate era..."

Zhang Fusheng whispered, his expression growing heavier, realizing perhaps in this great world of contention, it’s not merely the first giant wave,

but has reached some exceedingly crucial turning point!

"Celestial Court shall be established, Netherworld shall open, Federation is on the verge of collapse, in Qingshan nursing home, perhaps comes one after another of ancient Celestial Venerates, Buddhas..."

As he muttered to himself,

Zhang Fusheng’s heart stirred slightly, he picked up {Breaking Army} again, and placed a piece in the void.