Secret Buyer

Chapter 395 - 285: World-Splitting Sword Qi, Arrival

(Pulled an all-nighter, finally... well, 7 a.m. is still considered early morning, isn’t it?)

"Whether it is the so-called Buddha Country of Ling Mountain or Mandala schools, they are all created from the real world."

Along the long road, the ink-black Old Bull spoke softly, explaining for Zhang Fusheng.

"Real world?"

The Porcelain Doll on the bull’s back raised an eyebrow, calmly stating:

"Where does this real world come from?"

Old Bull was patient — it dared not be otherwise.

The scene just now had frightened it, others might not be aware, but it knew very well, the one on its back clearly hadn’t yet achieved Ascension to God!

Yet this guy, who had not verified his status as a Divine Spirit, uttered a single "Om" and made a Venerate cough up blood!

This guy...

Old Bull recounted in detail:

"Where we are now is the [Reality Dimension], opposite to the [Reality Dimension] are many Different Dimensions."

"Like Thirty-Six Layer of Heaven Dimension, Saintly Dimension, Sumeru Dimension, Abyssal Dimension, and the Old World Dimension that may or may not exist."

"These five dimensions are the Different Dimensions."

Listening to Old Bull, Zhang Fusheng seemed thoughtful, he knew about these, the Five Dimensions, the first three corresponding to Tao, Confucian, and Buddha,

Abyssal Dimension was opened by those Deities of Pantheon who did not possess a Celestial Position, as for the Old World Dimension?

Zhang Fusheng guessed it might be the ’mortal world’ of ancient times.

He asked:

"Then what about the so-called real world that can be refined into a Buddha Country?"

Old Bull replied:

"Between Reality Dimension and Different Dimensions, what we call the Great Void, there are countless worlds of all sizes, large ones are complete universes, small ones might just be a few thousand kilometers."

Pausing for a moment, it continued:

"Once you achieve Ascension to God, you can roam the Great Void, attempt to descend into those worlds and even take them as your own."

Zhang Fusheng seemed thoughtful and asked:

"How to take them as your own?"

"Those who walk the Tao will refine it into a Blessed Land, those who follow the Buddhist path will make it into a Buddha Country, those who practice the path of the Saints will treat it as a Holy Land."

Old Bull continued eloquently:

"And some who tread the crooked path, like the members of the Pantheon, will refine it into an abyss."

"Actually, you can also directly integrate those worlds into your own Divine Realm — but it’s difficult, as Divine Realms are usually fragile and hard to incorporate real objects."

"Of course, the exception being those at the Fourth Realm of the Divine Path, True Saint Level."

Zhang Fusheng listened quietly to Old Bull’s words, his eyes bright.

His own Divine Realm could hold real worlds — he had just merged a Buddha Country encompassing the entire Yingtian City with his Divine Realm!

Completely smoothly, without any hindrance.

Was it because of... the thousands of years of tempering by the Six Ding Divine Fire?

Or perhaps due to the Incense and Candle Power?

Zhang Fusheng thought it should be the former.

Under the almost ten thousand years of tempering by the Six Ding Divine Fire, his Divine Realm had become sturdy to an extraordinary degree.

"Then, if I achieve Ascension to God and roam the Great Void, won’t the worlds and realms be ripe for my picking?"

This thought flashed through his mind as they happened to pass by Windmill Village — the village was just a few miles away.

Zhang Fusheng used the Celestial Eye Technique, casting a sidelong glance, clearly seeing a village.

He also saw the young man named Liu Bang and the youth named Xiang Yu riding away from the village,

But just as they were about to leave, the earth suddenly churned, and a white snake with horns broke through the ground,

The heavy-eyed youth wrestled with the white snake, Liu Bang fled in embarrassment.

Then everything repeated, the great snake devoured them one by one.

"Cycle..."

Zhang Fusheng’s expression was grave, the hair on his back standing upright, there was a ’cycle’ occurring there, events that had already happened were happening again!

"Stop."

He spoke softly, and Ruan Yutu and Old Bull halted.

Zhang Fusheng quietly gazed in the direction of Windmill Village, seeing the white snake attack the village, reducing the entire village to ruins,

Then the white snake spat out the corpses of Liu Bang and Xiang Yu, leaving the two bodies aside, it coiled on the ruins, motionless.

Zhang Fusheng stared for an entire day, there was no change there.

He blinked.

In the first instant of closing and reopening his eyes,

Zhang Fusheng saw Windmill Village restored.

Pedestrians hurried along the road, many farmers worked in the fields, the old man of the Liu family chased the young man, scolding:

"Liu Bang, oh Liu Bang, you damned brat, you’ve almost squandered all the family fortune! I don’t have a son like you, get out, get out!"

The young man rolled and crawled, mounting a horse with the heavy-eyed youth, galloping out of the village — then everything repeated once more.

After the village turned to ruins and the white snake lay still,

This time, Zhang Fusheng immediately averted his eyes, then looked back again.

Sure enough, the village was restored, the old Liu chased his youngest son.

"As long as there’s continuous ’observation,’ nothing resets, but as soon as the observation stops, even for a moment, everything returns to the beginning."

Zhang Fusheng muttered, his gaze becoming extremely profound.

A strange, cyclical deadlock.

He was certain the cycle was related to Liu Bang and Xiang Yu being devoured, and was even 80% sure,

If the two had not been eaten by the white snake, perhaps the cycle would cease.

No, he was 100% sure.

"The anomaly in Windmill Village, perhaps it is related to some ancient Immortals and Buddhas, Liu Bang and Xiang Yu are likely the fallback left by that unknown Immortal."

Zhang Fusheng speculated silently:

"As long as the cycle exists, and continues indefinitely, eventually, one day, these two will escape the snake’s jaws."

"Does this link to some destined event?"

"Most likely."

"Liu Bang’s rise by slaying the white snake, then contending with the Overlord for the title of [Human Lord]...."

Zhang Fusheng took a deep look at Windmill Village, devastated by the white snake, and said: