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Chapter 374 - 275: Celestial Human Limit, Master of Guanghan Palace (4.8k)_3

[Year Eight Hundred, I Opened a New Grotto Heaven]

[Year Eight Hundred and Seventy-two, I Opened a New Grotto Heaven]

[Year Nine Hundred and Thirty...]

Year after year, month after month, Zhang Fusheng was immersed in cultivation, unable to extricate himself.

But in reality, it was just a fleeting moment.

[Year Two Thousand Seven Hundred, I Finally Opened the Last Grotto Heaven, and at this moment, my body is now surrounded by three hundred and sixty acupoints, all transformed into three hundred and sixty grotto heavens]

[Each grotto heaven spans three hundred and sixty miles]

[I have achieved the extreme limit of the Celestial Human]

A myriad of star-like points appeared outside Zhang Fusheng’s body, first with three hundred and fifty assorted grotto heavens,

and finally ten Saints’ Cave Heavens emerged.

Thus, it perfectly matched the number three hundred and sixty.

[I continue to immerse myself in cultivation]

[Year Two Thousand Eight Hundred, I paused at the limit of the Celestial Human, unable to proceed any further, unable to achieve Divine Ascension]

[But during my secluded cultivation, I sensed some differences, the three hundred and sixty grotto heavens seemed not to be ’Perfect’]

[It seems that the true perfection lies in the number three hundred and sixty-five in circulation]

[But I cannot find the other five acupoints]

[Year Two Thousand Nine Hundred, no result in Divine Ascension, I continue to seek those unknown five great acupoints]

[Year Three Thousand, I have traveled far on the path of seeking the Tao, but still have not found the five great acupoints that may or may not exist]

At this moment.

Three thousand years have all but passed.

Zhang Fusheng slowly opened his eyes, within them the Great Sun Golden Lamp had never been so dazzling and bright, with a radiant halo behind his head, a vast bamboo forest stretching ten miles,

and three hundred and sixty magnificent grotto heavens rising and falling!

The true limit of the Celestial Human.

Only a step away from the Fruit Positions of True Man and Arhat.

Zhang Fusheng exhaled a breath of transcendent air,

as if returning from the heavens to the mortal world, and his physique once again began to circulate with worldly air.

"Unhappy with the decline of my seat..."

He silently felt a sense of disgust towards his own body and mind, a pure, uncontainable feeling of revulsion.

"One who despises himself is also despised by the heavens."

Zhang Fusheng muttered solemnly, the Five Declines of the Celestial Human, each more perilous than the last,

decaying hair, soiled clothes, sweaty armpits, foul-smelling body, unhappy with one’s seat.

At the stage of being unhappy with one’s seat, an ordinary Celestial Human could easily be overwhelmed by grievance and commit acts of self-destruction,

fortunately...

Zhang Fusheng took a step away from the meditation mat, and a fierce grievance surged up instantly,

yet now he was unlike before, suddenly realizing—this was not grievance.

It was ’Tribulation Qi.’

Perhaps, before reaching the limit of the Celestial Human, it was merely ordinary grievance, but at the level of the Celestial Human limit, grievance began to transform into Tribulation Qi.

Tribulation Qi entered the body, beyond one’s control.

Zhang Fusheng’s eyes turned blood red, but he immediately plucked Divine Calming Tea from the ten-mile bamboo forest, placed it in his mouth to chew,

clarity overflowed, and he was instantly awakened.

The feeling of disgust with his seat also greatly improved.

"Tsk tsk, this bamboo forest given by Old Su is something else....."

Zhang Fusheng was somewhat astonished, could it suppress both Tribulation Qi and the Celestial Human Fifth Decline??

"And this is just a corner of the bamboo forest... if the true essence of the bamboo forest were a Supreme Treasure?"

His thoughts churned, yet Zhang Fusheng did not utilize his millennial spiritual cultivation—it was not the time.

"I need to find some Star Beasts to pasture in the Divine Realm, and then employ spiritual cultivation to make a thousand years pass in an instant."

"Then I will be able to proliferate a large number of true Star Beasts."

He walked out of the Taoist Palace, needing to chew on a piece of Divine Calming Tea almost constantly, in order to suppress the [Unhappy with the decline of my seat] and [Tribulation Qi].

Penetrating directly into the lowest layer of the Divine Realm.

Among the Other Shore Flower Cluster, using his finger as a brush, he asked—[Are you there]?

No one answered.

The future Spiritual Bamboo seemed to still be immersed in the Yellow Springs River.

He also visited the Five Mansions Temple, but the Ancestor of Land Immortals had not yet returned, lastly Zhang Fusheng made a trip to the ’Cloud Sea Celestial Realm Layer.’

Guanghan Palace.

As soon as he stepped inside, he saw, within the Guanghan Palace, beneath the laurel tree, a blurred figure standing there.

[Celestial Eye Technique], unexpectedly allowed his eyes to possess a capability similar to ’Touching the Void.’

From the anchored illusion, he actually saw a being within the Different Dimension.

The Great Sun Golden Lamp in his eyes flickered and danced,

Zhang Fusheng saw the blurry figure beneath the laurel tree suddenly turn its head, gazing in his direction.

They were staring at each other.

The other also had the Celestial Eye Technique—perhaps the Ancestor of Land Immortals did too.

Thus, whenever he approached the Five Mansions Temple, the Ancestor of Land Immortals could always detect his presence.

Zhang Fusheng’s thoughts raced, his eyes brilliant as if containing galaxies, silently observing the vague figure in the Different Dimension.

The latter stepped forward,

in one step, it was already close in front of him, reaching out with a blurry hand to touch his cheek—but it did not truly touch.

Both were existing in different dimensions.

In the silence.

The figure extended its hand, and the ghostly cold mist in the Guanghan Palace gathered, transforming into characters floating in mid-air.

[Zhang Fusheng?]

Zhang Fusheng’s pupils suddenly contracted, stepping back to the edge of the Guanghan Palace, the Human Emperor’s Seal and Nail-Head Seven Arrows Book appeared in his hand, with the Bridge of Helplessness faintly behind him!

The laurel tree swayed.

The master of the Guanghan Palace in the Different Dimension chuckled lightly, the mist gathered into new characters again.

[Are you Zhang Fusheng?]

Zhang Fusheng squinted his eyes, muscles tense, his thoughts pulled at the cold ghostly mist, forming three characters.

[Who are you?]

The shadow used the mist to reply.

[They call me the Supreme]