Zhang Fusheng’s face lit up with excitent as he manipulated the flow of ti, forward, forward, and forward again!
Ten years, fifty years, one hundred years.
Until seven hundred and eighty-four years ago, just before the construction of Jiangzhou City began.
Desolation.
All he could see was desolation.
This land had not yet begun construction, not a single brick or tile in sight.
"Go."
Zhang Fusheng whispered softly, his brow’s ancestral acupoint wide open, various wheels spinning, his vast and boundless spiritual will surging!
He was refining.
He was forcibly refining the entire Jiangzhou Heaven and Earth in silence.
It was done.
Jiangzhou Heaven and Earth beca a ’part’ of himself.
"Plant today, harvest tomorrow."
Zhang Fusheng murmured to himself, using [Star Pivot], altering the celestial secret, concealing and hiding the fact that Jiangzhou had been refined.
Then, ti continued to flow forward.
He returned to seven hundred and eighty-four years later, just a few days before Old Bull’s Divine Descent.
Zhang Fusheng raised his head, flipped his palm, covered it.
Each aerospace ship of the Investigation Bureau, still advancing and not yet arrived, exploded with a roar, and the flesh plague that had spread throughout the city was forcibly removed and extracted by him.
The entire city plunged into dead silence and confusion.
"Who is that...?"
In the city, Miss Mingyue stood on the land of the Ninth District, gazing at the majestic figure above the celestial vault,
indistinct, unclear, only able to see the figure shrouded in a profound and mysterious cloud,
in front of a restaurant in the city, the arriving Niu Dali and Chen Yuque also gazed in shock at the celestial vault.
"Is it... a Divine Spirit?" Chen Yuque questioned, her mind void of the thought of confronting her junior brother.
Niu Dali did not respond, just stared blankly, that figure too vast, bearing a huge wheel, like a terrifying ancient demon god.
It truly was a Divine Spirit.
Niu Dali suddenly shivered, a question surfacing in his mind—so this is how powerful a Divine Spirit truly is.
Can I really devour a god?
Only a newborn calf does not fear a tiger, but after witnessing the grandeur of a Divine Spirit, his initial madness completely dissipated.
Such an existence,
Can I... truly devour it?
Niu Dali was in a trance, yet saw that terrifying figure step down, landing right on the long street.
As the Primordial Cloud rolled, a glimpse of the terrifying existence’s true form was revealed.
Both Niu Dali and Chen Yuque rubbed their eyes simultaneously,
’Zhang Fusheng’ in Yi Restaurant likewise rubbed his eyes.
That is...
Zhang Fusheng??
Niu Dali felt a shiver down his spine, staring intently at the indistinct face hidden within the profound and mysterious cloud.
It’s junior brother.
It’s indeed the sa face as junior brother’s!!
In horror, he saw that terrifying being glance lightly at him, in that one gaze,
Niu Dali astonishingly perceived a sense of ti’s vicissitudes!
His legs went weak, collapsing to the ground, his mind in disarray,
but he saw the terrifying existence not pausing at all, taking another step, crossing a long distance, twisting space, descending in the Ninth District.
Zhang Fusheng had no interest in dealing with these trivial matters—after all, it was just a virtual past, no need to interfere,
He had only one task to do.
"Appear."
A soft shout, the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron appeared in his hand, under Zhang Fusheng’s urge, it grew taller, taller, taller!
The Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron pierced into the void, breaking through the edge of the real dinsion and the great universe,
along the altar used for praying to the God of Plague, it reached straight into a different dinsion.
The Divine Embryo that should have descended, thus under the guidance of the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron, still descended.
So, to ensure the virtual reality becos true, after the outco becos true, Old Bull’s divine embryo body will not be directly obliterated,
As for the process in between?
It didn’t matter.
All alterations in the Map of Mountains and Rivers’ past will only manifest the ’result’, without truly altering that segnt of history in reality.
Thus,
all matters have co to fruition.
"Now..."
"Let see the fruit."
Zhang Fusheng whispered softly, not engaging more with old acquaintances in this segnt of ti, a thought flicked, and he returned to the long river of virtual ti.
Then,
He reached out, gently pinched.
The wisp of the black-robed man’s divided soul was crushed by him,
not a bit of information was transmitted back.
Likewise,
The virtual reality concocted by the Map of Mountains and Rivers also ca to an end here, and then—
Beca true.
History did not change, ti did not move, only the result ca true.
The real world, then turned upside down.
.........
Real World.
Outside the edge of the Capital.
’Wow!!’
The black-robed man spat out a mouthful of blood, the Map of Mountains and Rivers spinning wildly before his eyes, the blurred scene reflected within disappearing.
"My divided soul... perished in the scroll??"
Inconceivable for the black-robed man, how could that be?
Even though with the assistance from the mysterious existence in the wood carving, only a wisp of divided soul entered,
but if truly encountering danger, the divided soul should be able to withdraw at any ti, right??
Yet now, the divided soul fell and shattered directly,
not a single mory transmitted back!
Strange, too strange.
"Senior?" The black-robed man held up the wood carving, panting, spoke with apprehension and uncertainty: "What happened?"
The wisp of True Spirit imprisoned within the wood carving fell silent, evidently, also in disbelief.
For a long ti.
The spiritual will in the wood carving spoke:
"What did your divided soul do in the Map of Mountains and Rivers? What existence did it provoke?"
The black-robed man was stunned:
"Senior, I don’t understand what you an..."
After another mont of silence, a voice ca forth from within the wood carving:
"With my assistance, your divided soul could initially urge the Map of Mountains and Rivers, logically, it couldn’t possibly die within, could withdraw at any ti, unless—"
After a pause,
The misty, vague voice turned grave:
"Unless, he provoked an existence that has traversed the true long river of ti, being shackled in ti by the other, thus unable to escape."
The figure in the black robe was even more bewildered:
"I still don’t understand... what kind of person is that?"
The will within the wooden carving paused for a mont, then said lightly:
"To witness the complete river of ti either requires the help of a Supre, or one must be a Daluo."
"Return to the Capital and hide away, lest your split soul stirring in the Map of Mountains and Rivers’ fictional past has invoked the True Spirit of so old friend."
The figure in the black robe swallowed hard, a shiver running down the back of their head.
anwhile, in the Capital.
"Hmm??"
Lying on the sofa, snacking and watching a mortal movie, Old Bull shuddered and stood up abruptly.
He was horrified to find that his mory... was being altered.
No, it wasn’t altered.
More accurately, a new segnt had been added!
In the fresh mory,
he had neither devoured Jiangzhou Heaven and Earth nor descended due to the blood sacrifice—it was the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron that had summoned him down!
And the being holding the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron, carrying a pitch-black and ink-like rotating wheel disk emanating divine light,
had a form that, though shrouded in celebratory clouds, could still occasionally be glimpsed.
"Zhang Fusheng??"
Old Bull felt a creepy chill, a shiver running down his skull.
It was him.
Silent for a long, long ti.
"Just how powerful is he now?"
Old Bull mumbled to himself, breathing slightly, his face displaying an expression of disbelief.
"Interfering with ti, altering ti, rewriting the past..."
"What kind of great power is this?"
No one answered him.
.........
Above the Golden Province, within the ancient starry sky.
The carriage quietly floated.
The already quite integrated Mingyue with the Celestial Position of Plague slowly opened her eyes, a shocked expression appearing on her face.
"The past has changed... it’s Young Master Zhang."
She lowered her eyes, gazing toward the Golden Province beneath the starry sky, and with divine vision, it was clear—
The once-destroyed Jiangzhou City, created rely as a facade by Young Master Zhang, had at so mont been replaced.
It had been replaced by the truly genuine Jiangzhou Heaven and Earth.
As for that city?
It was completely intact, bustling with people, incredibly prosperous.
And the hundreds of thousands who should have died six months ago had not died.
"Ti really has changed..."
Mingyue felt a chill down her spine, altering history, rewriting the past.
This is sothing that only a Daluo can accomplish.
It’s naturally impossible for Young Master Zhang to have attained Daluo, but precisely because of this, it is even more terrifying.
"Daluo attributes??"
Mingyue muttered in a daze.
anwhile, at this very mont.
Within the Golden Province, in the Purple Bamboo Forest.
In the bewildered gazes of Su Qiansuan and the Cui Family clansn, the mysterious black-robed figure suddenly evaporated, vanishing into thin air.
They instinctively cast their gaze toward the mysterious young man,
only to see him standing quietly in place, eyes slightly lowered.
Su Qiansuan slightly raised an eyebrow:
"Your Excellency..."
Before the words were fallen, he suddenly changed color, lowering his head, staring at the Purple Bamboo Forest below.
Su Qiansuan also saw the suddenly intact Jiangzhou Heaven and Earth, seeing the hundreds of thousands who had already died but were now perfectly fine.
What is going on??
In the midst of bewildernt,
Su Qiansuan suddenly sensed sothing, raising his head swiftly to the side, seeing that mysterious young man in rough hemp clothing had at so point raised his head.
Flowing light and color.
A high-quality, intimidatingly mysterious light was flowing from the young man’s ancestral acupoint between his brows,
bringing forth infinite vitality and unfathomable divine water, both flowing out simultaneously!
Zhang Fusheng exhaled a small breath of clear air, silently perceiving the earth-shattering transformations occurring within himself.
Reality iterates, the past remains unchanged, but the results alter.
Thus.
The Peach of Immortality, the Peach Tree, Innate Willow, and Ginseng Fruit, all along with Nine Heavens and Earth,
had rooted in his ancestral acupoint and heart field for nineteen years, nurturing for nineteen years, nurturing for nineteen years.
The vitality of the Peach of Immortality and Ginseng Fruit, the profound weight of the Nine Heavens and Earth,
along with the mysterious Three Light Divine Water created by the Innate Willow.
All of it, the nineteen-year nurturing, was erupting at this mont.
Zhang Fusheng could feel,
the water path he mastered by devouring a large amount of Pure Shrine ssenger at was advancing rapidly,
the profound Three Light Divine Water, though acquired only recently,
had beco sothing akin to a lifeti companion due to the reality-turning effect of the Map of Mountains and Rivers,
incredibly intimate, incredibly familiar.
The Three Light Divine Water had thus coexisted with this body for nineteen years.
Zhang Fusheng could clearly sense, his self once symbolized by the "Unique Path" and "Wheel Path",
had now gained an additional symbolic reference for the Water Path!
When he extended his fingertip,
it was even possible to see a droplet of fabled Three Light Divine Water rippling at his fingertips!
"Marvelous, marvelous."
Amid the bewildered gazes of everyone, Zhang Fusheng sighed softly for the second ti, then reached out and seized the air.
Su Qiansuan suddenly sensed sothing, looked down in bewildernt, and witnessed the whole of Jiangzhou Heaven and Earth suddenly becoming illusory, and then...
The entire Jiangzhou Heaven and Earth, along with hundreds of thousands who should have died long ago, were all swallowed into the mysterious young man’s body!
Another voice of contentnt expressed.
Zhang Fusheng stretched lazily—a certain sense, refining Jiangzhou Heaven and Earth was equivalent to an ordinary Venerate refining a Blessed Land or Buddha Country.
Although it couldn’t make him achieve a Realm Breakthrough to Great Power, he still had to complete the step of the Great True Spirit,
but...
But it had also brought him to the peak of the Venerable Realm.
Just a step away from becoming a Great Power.
"Speaking of which, after controlling the Three Light Divine Water, can I revive the Ginseng Fruit numbers?"
Such a thought erged in Zhang Fusheng’s mind, and then he lifted his eyelids, gazing at the people within the Purple Bamboo Forest.
"Clan of Cui, aren’t you going to pay your respects?"
He spoke calmly, his voice resonating, the profound chaotic light reflecting quietly.
In his words, Zhang Fusheng lifted his head, gazing at the boundless Celestial Vault.
He could feel that the great change in reality seed far from being limited to what was currently visible.
It was ti to head to the Capital.
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