Secret Buyer

Chapter 452 - 308: Yin Chang’an! Within Maitreya’s Belly Lies the Future! (2)

Yet clearly, He could perceive the breathtaking aura hidden within the Sea Eye.

It was definitely not simple.

After briefly pondering for a moment, Zhang Fusheng chose to retain the Dragon Palace of the East Sea and no longer anchor a new scene,

and so the Dragon Palace, along with a true ocean and that mysterious Sea Eye, descended to the eastern part of the Mortal Realm.

Thus, within the Mortal Realm, there now stood a true ocean.

"Perhaps I should take some time to capture some real dragons to integrate into the Divine Realm, as after all, what is a Dragon Palace without dragons?"

He surveyed the vast Divine Realm, where the Guanghan Palace, Great Leiyin Temple, and South Celestial Gate stood above the sea of clouds in the Celestial Realm, and myriad Star Beasts roamed above.

In the Mortal Realm, five great dynasties thrived on the land, with Arhats standing in the Little Thunder Sound Temple of the west, and the waves of the East Sea roared in the east,

There was also the Nine Nether Realm, where Luofeng Divine Mountain pierced the dark sky, and countless incomplete souls accumulated over the years wandered within the Nine Netherworld...

All of this, compared to the desolate wasteland of six months ago, could no longer be described by merely the four words of "worlds apart."

Zhang Fusheng felt a sense of satisfaction growing in his heart.

He sighed softly and, after confirming that the Ancient Saint within the Other Shore Flower Cluster remained temporarily unreachable, returned his thoughts to himself.

Upon opening his eyes, the Golden Needle floated in his palm, while beside him were three trembling, shabby old men.

He stood before one of the main peaks of the Jiuzong Mountain Range, gently inquiring:

"Is it here?"

The shabby old man nodded cautiously:

"Old Yuan instructed me to activate the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron here on the ninth day of the second month..."

Zhang Fusheng nodded, and his Bodhi Thought seeped into the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron—with his current cultivation, he could somewhat activate parts of the Supreme Treasure.

Yet, for top-tier treasures like the Nail-Head Seven Arrows Book, it remained impossible to activate.

But something odd occurred.

"Huh?"

Zhang Fusheng’s brow furrowed as a terrifying repulsion emanated from the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron, nearly causing him to cough up blood amidst the immense backlash!

Not willing to concede, he cautiously attempted again, but as soon as his Bodhi Thought entered, the repulsion surged once more fiercely!

"It’s not repelling me, it’s repelling... the Bodhi Thought?"

Low whispers resonated in Zhang Fusheng’s mind, and altering his thoughts, he separated a normal Divine Thought this time and infused it into the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron.

Indeed.

No repulsion emerged, and he successfully took the initial grasp of this treasure, where in a single thought, the Golden Needle transformed into a long staff, its weight surging accordingly!

"Ah, I have yet to truly refine this treasure, can’t wield it as light as a feather..."

Zhang Fusheng inserted the iron staff at the mountain’s foot, thoughts churned:

"This item can grow indefinitely, extend endlessly, but the weight will change accordingly—otherwise, how can it stabilize the seas?"

He took a step back, his voice deep:

"Grow!"

The Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron extended long into the ground.

"Grow, grow, grow!"

Zhang Fusheng urged again and again, and under his command, the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron stretched violently, growing infinitely!

Almost instantaneously,

The Divine Iron had already reached into the ground, piercing through the profound and mystical entities, straight to a secret land buried for countless years!!

"It truly can."

A faint smile emerged on Zhang Fusheng’s face. With a flick of his hand, he gathered the shabby old man, Lin Changle, and two others into his sleeve,

then took a step along the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron straight into the boundlessly deep secret land.

Heaven and earth spun.

When everything before the eyes cleared up again, they stood before a grand, ancient city.

Above the city gate, three bold and powerful large characters stood—[Yin Chang’an]!

Following the threads of cause and effect, Zhang Fusheng attempted to trace the whereabouts of Yuan Feidao,

This time, without any obstruction, he could vaguely see through cause and effect that Yuan Feidao was within Yin Chang’an, within the Yin Imperial Palace—or rather, the Yin Imperial Tomb!

From Zhang Fusheng’s perspective,

Yuan Feidao’s figure was somewhat blurred, difficult to see clearly, seemingly seated in meditation, seemingly muttering something continuously,

Before him lay an obscure space, ever-churning, ever-shifting—Dimensional Overlap Point!

It’s truly a Dimensional Overlap Point!

Ascension to God,

was now imminent before his eyes.

A smile appeared on Zhang Fusheng’s face as he turned his head, his voice low:

"Changle."

"I am here." Lin Changle performed a ceremonial bow, listening as the World-Honored One Buddha delivered a decree.

"Go to Chang’an Town, knock on the Martial Mansion’s door, shout for Li Erfeng, there will be someone who will follow you."

"Bring him here."

"Additionally... issue a decree."

Zhang Fusheng calmly exercised the power of Words and Laws Follow, and solemnly spoke:

"May you be immune to all laws, unharmed, unobstructed, unblocked."

Upon the decree’s issuance, an ineffable power was bestowed upon Lin Changle,

Thus, below a Venerate, no one could harm her, no one could obstruct her.

Lin Changle executed another bow, sneakily departing along the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron.

Zhang Fusheng turned his gaze towards Yin Chang’an, where the majestic ancient city was shrouded in a gray mist, obscuring its interior,

He stood for a moment before lifting his foot and taking a step forward.

Without hindrance, he walked into Yin Chang’an.

Scenes of the city unfolded before his eyes.

"Oh my..." Li Yiyi murmured dumbfoundedly.

The city was just as Zhang Fusheng had seen within Wei Lingzhu Divine Realm’s ancient Chang’an, entirely identical,

The only difference being the city was not empty, it housed one ’person’ after another.

Passersby, servants, vendors, tavern owners, children, soldiers, generals on tall steeds, dignitaries in palanquins...

All of these ’people’ were cast in bronze.

Chang’an was a vibrant sea of blossoms, seemingly imprinted from a certain moment of the past, forming this grand tomb, this grave-bound city!

"Yin Chang’an..."

Zhang Fusheng murmured, leading three shivering individuals, walking before the Imperial Palace, then moving to enter.

Something roared within the Imperial Palace—a Celestial Stele, Yin Celestial Stele, preventing his entry, just as he could not enter Yin Chang’an in the Divine Realm of Wei Lingzhu.

This was a true Celestial Stele, far surpassing the false Celestial Stele above the Other Shore World, restricting not only Divine Spirits,

but even those with Divinity found themselves barred from entry!

Yet circumventing it was simple.

Zhang Fusheng communicated with the Celestial Position of [Laozi]with his thoughts, as anticipated, the glowing Celestial Stele within the Imperial Palace instantly fell silent—

The Li royal family revered [Laozi]as their ancestor.

This Celestial Stele would block anyone, but it would never block the progenitor of the Li royal family.

Thus, Zhang Fusheng led the three in crossing into the Imperial Palace, navigating through the pavilions, along the winding paths, finally pausing before the Taiji Hall.

Before the Taiji Hall, the Dimensional Overlap Point flickered and changed, seeming both real and illusory,

Yuan Feidao sat cross-legged at the front, eyes closed, holding in his arms a [Maitreya Buddha Statue], within which floated [Maitreya Celestial Position].

He was entirely oblivious to the approaching presence, his entire mind immersed within Maitreya Celestial Position, engaging with the affairs within the Celestial Position.

Silently, Zhang Fusheng opened his Fire Eyes Golden Gaze, truly activating the Fire Eyes Golden Gaze, and with terrible expenditure, his Essence, Qi, and Spirit dissipated wildly!!

Yet simultaneously, he also saw it.

Saw the entity Yuan Feidao was communicating with within Maitreya Celestial Position’s ’big belly’.

Incredibly familiar, intensely intimate.

It was—

Nine Netherworld!!

The veritable Nine Nether, placed a millennium into the future!!

Nine Nether deep and profound, its land gloomy, Luofeng Divine Mountain standing in the extreme north, Unjust Death City vacant, Zhong Mountain towering, the divine corpse of the Candle Dragon entwining the mountain body,

Yellow Springs River surging, drowning a woman in its waters....

Everything was observed clearly through the Fire Eyes Golden Gaze.

Fire Eyes Golden Gaze, capable of viewing the heavens above and the Nine Nether below.

"How can it be here..."

Zhang Fusheng felt a chill run across his scalp, then an awakening struck!

Nine Nether exists in the following ten thousand years.

Within Maitreya’s belly, lies the future.