Secret Buyer

Chapter 387 - 281: Tao Te Ching

Capital.

"Initiate level-one alert, immediately activate the special contact procedure, and establish communication with the Chairman!"

Every supreme department of the Federation was in chaos at this moment, with hardly anyone stepping forward to take charge—

For the divine beings’ curiosity was too overwhelming, nearly seventy percent of the deities here,

were following the void rift, probing the situation in the Buddhist Temple area,

directly causing countless divine spirits to become fixated, their gaze forcibly focused there, utterly unable to move!

"Energy level detection in progress...exceeding the instrument’s maximum measurement range!"

In the research institute, a researcher spoke with a trembling voice, almost like a moan:

"But the problem is, the maximum measurement power of our instrument is for a True Saint..."

The old director, one of the few not staring into the void rift, held his breath.

A True Saint, a being above a Great Divine Power User, existing in the Fourth Realm of the Divine Path, was almost the pinnacle of divinity!

"Which means..."

Jiang Feiniao spoke tremulously:

"The will awakening, returning from the Buddha statue, surpasses a True Saint, at the very least an Celestial Venerate?!"

"No, perhaps it has touched that level," the old director said in a deep voice, "just a wisp of will, can render all gods, including Great Divine Power Users, immobile."

"How could such power merely be that of a Celestial Venerate?"

Jiang Feiniao’s pupils contracted:

"You mean... the legendary existence that can touch time and prove eternity, past, present, and future all as one, and can freely define the rules of a True Universe, the Daluo?"

"Not necessarily a Daluo, but at least half a step into that domain," the old director said:

"The emergency protocol should have been activated, but it might not be useful."

"Unless the Chairman breaks through—though, the Chairman is in closed life retreat!"

As the old director spoke, he felt a bit of despair, murmuringly he said,

"In merely the beginning of a world of great contention, such an existence descends..."

The research room fell into a deathly silence, everyone plunged into silence,

with only the piercing alarm, mingled with the urgent reports from various departments of the capital.

On the big screen, the happenings at the Buddhist Temple were already being broadcasted.

"What do we do now?" Jiang Feiniao asked, but no one answered her,

The people from the Golden Province, who had just arrived at the institute, were also silent, what was happening was beyond their comprehension.

"Something big has happened," Zhang Xiaoxi murmured, not knowing exactly what was going on, but knowing the sky was about to fall.

Everyone’s eyes were focused on the big screen, all awaiting the complete awakening of that terrifying will.

However.

"There’s someone there, flying fast!" an observant researcher shouted.

Everyone looked at the corner of the screen he was pointing to, only to see a masked young girl running swiftly along a river of clear air,

and an unkempt old man, riding a large Red Bull, emerging from a wooden building.

"Energy level detection in progress... Venerate, approaching Venerate-level energy fluctuations, perhaps concealing its own!"

A researcher shouted, how could a being emerging at this time just be a Venerate?

"He’s speaking! Attempting lip-reading recognition!"

The footage on the screen was silent, everyone had to resort to the most primitive method—reading lips.

Someone repeated the old man’s words, word by word.

"Today, as I go west out of Hangu Pass, just like in years past... shall I leave behind another volume of Tao Te Ching for the mortal world?"

"What does this mean?" Jiang Feiniao asked instinctively, but no one answered her,

everyone’s eyes were fixed on the suddenly appearing old man in the footage—could this be the turning point?

"He’s... writing?" The old director murmured in disbelief.

Meanwhile, outside the Buddhist Temple.

The thick fog that had been stagnating with the awakening of dreadful will suddenly began to flow once more.

In the Buddha statue, the presence that had been slowly occupying the weasel’s body, awakening from ages of deathly slumber,

suddenly retracted its earth-shattering majesty.

That will merely murmured incredulously,

"Could I be this unfortunate..."

The deep echo resounded between heaven and earth, every divine being’s gaze trapped there turned to look at the old man,

the Light and Shadow Giant, frozen in the celestial vault, was also startled.

It looked over.

It beheld.

There, in front of the wooden house, the unkempt old man on the back of the Red Bull lowered his head slightly,

taking a pen and paper from the hand of the masked girl beside him, who was preparing the ink for him.

The not particularly exquisite or expensive brush dipped in ordinary ink,

as the old man reached out and flicked, the rice paper floated in mid-air, then he began to write on it with flourish.

Writing one character, reciting one character.

"The Way that can be spoken of is not the eternal Way." He thus penned, thus said aloud, and no other change happened,

yet some dreadful will returning from the deepest part of the Human Species Bag suddenly shivered.

It fell silent, gathering all its might and form, suddenly becoming extremely docile.

Meanwhile, Zhang Fusheng continued writing and reciting.

"Nameless, the beginning of heaven and earth; Named, the mother of all things..."

From this moment, some Forms began to manifest, Cloud descending from the sky, accompanied by heavenly flowers and celestial lotuses,

with golden springs flowing over the parched, scorched land,

the earth, once burned to charcoal by the Golden Crow traversing the sky, was slowly reviving!

"The Way is void, yet use does not deplete it."

"Deep, as if the ancestor of all things."

The old man atop the bull seemed immersed in utmost wonder and truth, writing faster, reciting faster,

suddenly, a unique Cloud, seeming to encompass all causes and effects, burst forth from his brow’s Ancestral Acupoint.