Secret Buyer

Chapter 660: Chapter 386: I Have Walked Forth Since the Dawn of Antiquity

"Who is calling me?"

A great sound like a bell, vast and ancient, erupted from the depths of the Netherworld, its reverberations sweeping across the desolate wilderness, causing visible ripples to appear in the permanently silent realm of the underworld.

Above the wasteland, countless fierce ghosts and evil spirits were wandering aimlessly.

All those who heard this sound,

couldn’t help but tremble, their soul fires flickering to extinguish, as if witnessing the magnificent might of heaven, they fell to the ground and lacked even the strength to whimper or struggle.

Those lurking in the depths of depraved temples, feeding on incense for nourishment, were enjoying sacrificial offerings on altars high above, but at this moment, struck by thunder, they rolled off with a boom, the evil mist swirling around revealing their terrified, twisted true forms.

More remarkably, countless confused and lost fierce ghosts and evil spirits,

under the cleansing of this great sound, displayed a trace of clarity—their consciousness, belonging to the Human Race, before their fall.

The primordial voice of the Human Ancestor, was like the first thunder that opened the heavens and the earth, calling upon their sealed, inherent human wisdom!

After a short time,

the celestial vault above the Netherworld suddenly lit up, various anomalies manifested there, Suiren Clan lifted the sacred fire, flames burn the sky, illuminating the depths,

Fuxi Clan deduced the Eight Trigrams, changes flowed, penetrating Chaos,

Shennong Clan tasted all kinds of herbs, medicinal fragrance filled the air, life flourished,

Xuanyuan Clan wielded swords and rode horses, chasing deer in the world, wielding authority over the Four Seas!

Countless towering achievements of ancient humans hovered in the celestial vault, grand and majestic, pressing the Netherworld beings, afraid to raise their heads,

then a gale came from the void, sweeping the dust of the Netherworld, wailing like the cries of ghosts and gods.

’Boom—’

Buzhou Celestial Pillar stood like a vast waterfall, towering in the center of the Netherworld, holding an inverted world,

at this moment, it trembled violently, atop the pillar, ancient Taoist essence flickering in response to the old sound,

the gale swept by and directly captured the mottled staff of creation held by the Zhang Family elder, the staff body buzzed continuously!

In the mighty gale, the staff of creation turned into a stream of light, piercing straight to the pinnacle of Buzhou Celestial Pillar!

Just at this moment, the vast and ancient sound rang again, more dignified than before, echoing in every corner of the Netherworld:

"Who is calling me?"

The elder of the Zhang Family, as if awakened by a sudden shock, awoke abruptly, his mind finally restored after being dazed by the anomaly,

he fell to the ground with a thud, his forehead pressed against the cold earth, not knowing when tears had already soaked his robe, sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the dust with a faint sound.

"Descendant Zhang Bei, earnestly invites the Ancient Ancestor—return to the human world!"

His voice was hoarse, utterly devout and sincere.

As his words ended, the various anomalies above the celestial vault suddenly converged,

Suiren’s sacred fire, Fuxi’s Eight Trigrams, Shennong’s medicinal fragrance, Xuanyuan’s authority, all returned to the void,

Buzhou Celestial Pillar’s tremors slowly ceased, the gale gradually quieted, the pervasive clouds retreated like tides, even the enduring cold air of the Netherworld dissipated by half.

The world is silent, only the aftertones of the ancient sound still echoing slowly.

Crack—!

Buzhou Celestial Pillar suddenly jolted, a web-like crack extended from where the staff of creation pierced, mysterious light surged fiercely from the crack, illuminating the entire Netherworld brightly.

The Ancient Ancestor yet to emerge, two beams of light shot out from the crack, as bright as two Great Sun Golden Lamps, their majestic power penetrating the underworld fog, illuminating the Netherworld thoroughly.

Even those deepest hidden wicked spirits and shadowy souls couldn’t escape this gaze, trembling in fear.

The members of the Zhang family had long since prostrated,

forehead touching the ground, not daring to raise their heads in the slightest,

their bones were creaking under the ancestral might, yet not one dared to move a fraction—

it was a reverence from deep within their bloodline, an instinctive submission of descendants facing the ancestor.

All beings of the Netherworld were still trapped in bewilderment and dread, a figure was particularly noticeable.

It was a mysterious Daoist overseeing the ten-direction contest and managing the affairs of breaking through the tribal barriers,

around whom a hazy Dao aura isolated all techniques, now dispersed, body bent low,

also bowing respectfully toward the Buzhou Celestial Pillar, toward those two Great Sun-like eyes within the pillar.

"Human Ancestor above!"

The bright Dao sound penetrated the divine light, echoing in the vault of the Netherworld,

all True Gods from the heavens, who initially rushed to break through the Netherworld barriers, fell silent.

Glancing at each other, their eyes held surprise and fear, the previous eagerness vanished,

further within, many dormant Daluo True Spirits felt a shock in their hearts, uncertain and puzzled,

within swirling chaotic mist, the low whisper of the Lifeless Old Mother slowly emerged, carrying a hint of confusion:

"Since the ages of the heavens, has there ever been such a primordial Human Ancestor?"

Beside her, the Northern Emperor stood on his imperial chariot, surrounded by auspicious clouds, holy light swirling,

he raised an eyebrow, his gaze deep, thoughtfully saying:

"The staff of creation bringing down the celestial pillar, perhaps, is the handiwork of Empress Wa."

The Lifeless Old Mother’s eyelids twitched wildly, though Empress Wa had perished, she still existed within the world, merely transformed into a guardian stone!

With her strength alone, she had suppressed over a hundred thousand years, making numerous Supreme beings endeavoring helplessly,

The abilities of Empress Wa can be seen in this light.

After a brief silence,

The Lifeless Old Mother said solemnly: "This matter is abrupt, is it possibly related to that little one?"

The Northern Emperor’s gaze flickered, slowly shaking his head:

"Not likely, that little one is key to The Three Pristine Ones transcending, related to the Tao Fruit beyond the Supreme Fruit Position."

"Empress Wa and The Three Pristine Ones have no small enmity, how could she aid Zhang Fusheng?"

The Northern Emperor’s tone was certain,

"She would wish for The Three Pristine Ones’ transcendence to fail utterly!"

The Lifeless Old Mother nodded, deep in thought: