Abyss III
'The Forgotten Abyss?!'
Zhang Rongfang was slightly taken aback.
He remembered the name.
I had heard before that Gods and Buddhas cannot be killed, only forgotten. After killing all believers and the Statue in the temples, the Gods and Buddhas would be plunged into the Forgotten Abyss, never to rise again.
Unless someone remembers it again.
"It seems you've heard of it before. That's right, Great Abyss and the Forgotten Abyss are extremely closely related. To be precise, the bottomless Abyss you see beneath Great Abyss is the Forgotten Abyss. And above it... no one knows what lies there," White Scale replied, his tone solemn and grave.
"Then what was that curved passage I saw? Was it the platform where the Void Gate is located?" Zhang Rongfang asked, frowning.
"That is the manifestation of the true form of Gods and Buddhas. If a Gods and Buddhas is completely forgotten, then this platform will also fall and detach from the mountainside," White Scale replied.
"I killed Mo Sang God in the Void, but his platform is still there, which means he will be resurrected?" Zhang Rongfang asked again.
"Yes, but you killed it in the Void, so even if it revives, it's no longer important, because the revived form is no longer the same. You've essentially killed it completely."
"What do you mean?" Zhang Rongfang, puzzled.
'The power of Gods and Buddhas originates from the Void. If the Void is gone, they will also have no source of power. If someone remembers them again and worships them once more, it may take a long time for the Void to reappear. But by then, it will no longer be the same as before, but a completely new Mo Sang God.'
"Do you remember how we first met?" White Scale replied. "You don't think I survived that great battle, do you?"
Zhang Rongfang remained silent. He seemed to have grasped the logic behind it.
"So, this is what's called a complete annihilation. It will then be a completely new Mo Sang God, no longer remembering you, no longer hating you. This is also one of Spirit Flight Heaven's methods for subjugating the Heavenly Goddess and Earth Mother," White Scale replied.
"Do you remember what happened before you died?" Zhang Rongfang asked in return.
"I don't remember. I only know it from my books. Actually, my position as Physical Body God was bestowed upon me by the God Lord. By standard, I belong to the fourth generation of White Scale," White Scale replied.
"So, the White Scale God has already gone through three generations of Gods and Buddhas?" Zhang Rongfang understood.
"It's good that you understand. Gods and Buddhas don't die; their positions always remain. Even if they are killed or destroyed, they will revive, but that refers to the core God Position," White Scale sighed.
Zhang Rongfang wanted to ask more questions, but there were already figures approaching from a distance.
He immediately looked away and turned his attention in that direction.
Soon, two He Country dressed in green military uniforms arrived at the scene and were shocked to see Zhang Rongfang covered in blood.
The two of them knelt down simultaneously.
"Scouts from the Sen Valley Army's Type A Battalion greet Blood Immortal Old Ancestor!"
The two spoke one after the other, their attitudes respectful, their heads bowed, not daring to look at each other for long.
Sen Valley Army? Zhang Rongfang recognized it as one of the elite legions under King Mu Li's command that was besieging the Mo Sang Sect.
"Where is your Prince? Take me to see him."
"His Prince has dispatched a large number of scouts to search the surrounding area day and night, and they have been waiting for a long time. Please come with us, Ancestor," a soldier said in a deep voice.
Without hesitation, Zhang Rongfang followed the two and quickly left the forest.
Before leaving, he glanced in the direction of the headquarters of the Mo Sang Sect.
The area had long been razed to the ground and was now a scorched wasteland.
After passing through a large Woodland, Zhang Rongfang soon saw a large campsite by a small lake.
One of the largest and most magnificent tents appears to be the main camp of the commander-in-chief.
The two scouts led him to the main camp tent.
With a whoosh, the tent flap was flung open, and several people rushed out, looking hurriedly at Zhang Rongfang.
"Ancestor! Xiao Wang knew you would be alright!!" King Mu Li was extremely excited the moment he saw Zhang Rongfang.
He had dark circles under his eyes, sunken eye sockets, and looked noticeably thinner. Clearly, he hadn't been getting enough rest these past few days.
"Hong Xian! Greetings, Abbot!!" Daoist Hong Xian, was also present and rushed out, bowing deeply to Zhang Rongfang. His emotions were even more agitated.
On the contrary, General Feng, who came out last, was Worship God. His injuries had almost healed by now. When he looked at Zhang Rongfang, his eyes were filled with complex fear, and he dared not speak.
This person actually dared to rush into the Void and was able to escape unscathed. General Feng was so shocked that he raised his hands and bowed as a sign of respect.
"Have you been waiting here all this time? How long have you been?" Zhang Rongfang asked in detail.
"It's been a whole day and night!" Hong Xian quickly replied.
"Has it been a day and a night?" Zhang Rongfang recalled that gap, as well as the information about Void, Chen Junchen, Emperor Earth, and so on. He understood that Great Abyss might hold the true secret of the origin of Gods and Buddhas.
He struggled so much to deal with even a single Mo Sang, and there are so many powerful Gods and Buddhas behind him.
These are terrifying beings far beyond ordinary people; if he wants to truly be carefree, he still has a long way to go.
Right now, the King Mu Li, as a member of the Imperial Clan, might be able to provide him with more information and intelligence channels. If he can successfully unify the He Country, he can also provide a large amount of cultivation resources.
"Ancestor, may I ask Mo Sang God, what is the state of things now?" King Mu Li asked expectantly.
"The Mo Sang God will not appear again. From now on, destroy all Mo Sang Sect followers, and destroy all Statue, scrolls, and documents related to the Mo Sang God. Prevent it from making a comeback. As for the rest, ignore them," Zhang Rongfang ordered.
Although King Mu Li and the other two had some idea of what was going on, they were still shocked when they actually heard those words.
The Blood Immortal Path Ancestor actually completely defeated Mo Sang God! You should know that such a feat can usually only be accomplished by the world's top Divine General or the Extreme Realm Great Grandmaster.
And now, the Ancestor of the Human Immortal Dao has also achieved this, which means that from now on, the Human Immortal Temple and the Blood Immortal Path will truly stand alongside the top group of people in the Great Ling.
To reach such heights as a human being!
King Mu Li and Hong Xian were trembling with excitement.
Daoist Hong Xian saw how powerful he might become in the future.
As for King Mu Li, he finally saw hope because of the Imperial Clan!
For a long time, those of Royal Bloodline have been in a difficult and embarrassing situation because they could not Worship God and could only practice martial arts.
Although they were able to control all those who Worship God Gods and Buddhas and Buddhas in the Spirit Flight Teaching for some reason, it was ultimately not the power of their own true selves.
Unable to Worship God, and unwilling to become one of those lunatics in the Extreme Realm, he could only watch helplessly as he, like an ordinary person, naturally died of old age when his lifespan ended.
King Mu Li simply could not bear such suffering.
And now, the Human Immortal Dao and the Blood Immortal Path have given them new hope!
"Xiao Wang, I am willing to dedicate the entire nation's resources to the worship of the Human Immortal Dao, and I beg the Ancestor to accept me as his disciple!" King Mu Li suddenly bowed Zhang Rongfang.
"No need for that. With Hong Xian here, I'm at ease. All future matters can be discussed through Hong Xian," Zhang Rongfang said calmly. "Besides, as a member of the Imperial Clan, you must know quite a bit about the secrets of Gods and Buddhas, right? You can compile all of it for me. Consider it payment for this assistance, how about it?"
"In accordance with the ancestral decree."
King Mu Li respectfully cupped his hands and bowed.
The natural awe and closeness brought by his Blood Descendant, coupled with the expectation of longevity and the yearning for the Blood Immortal Path, created a new and unprecedented hope within him!
And from the bottom of my heart, I am determined to cling to the Human Immortal Temple and never let go.
The more Zhang Rongfang acted as if he didn't care about the reward, the more Zhang Rongfang felt that the other party was an otherworldly and extraordinary master! The more benefits he offered, the more the other party would value him.
Zhang Rongfang nodded in satisfaction and immediately accepted King Mu Li's invitation to return to the capital of the He Country.
He stayed in the He Country for three days, inquired about all the secrets known to King Mu Li, and then left without a trace.
*** Wushan Prefecture, Wish Woman Canyon.
On the Human Immortal Platform, Zhang Rongfang sat cross-legged, his Daoist robe, sculpted from blood, constantly shifting with densely packed and varied characters and patterns.
This is practicing Blood Manipulation skills.
As Trait Talent for controlling blood, the amount he can control is entirely related to his proficiency.
"Now that you've dealt with the He Country, what are your next plans?" White Scale asked in his mind.
Zhang Rongfang closed his eyes and did not answer.
He simply sat quietly on the Human Immortal Platform, practicing manipulating blood.
He lacks nothing now, except time.
Given enough time, he can continuously approach the complete form of the Blood Clan Progenitor, until he finally achieves it.
So after clarifying his actual abilities, he decided not to go anywhere and just stay at home in seclusion.
We'll wait until we achieve the complete form before considering anything else.
"You're not going to do anything about your sister?" White Scale continued to ask. "She seems to be doing something very dangerous."
"We've already sent people to keep an eye on things," Zhang Rongfang replied calmly.
My sister's side has now been cleaned up and reinstated, joining forces with the Seven Lineages of the Confucian Sect and the Academy, becoming one of the most powerful and influential forces.
It can be said that Confucianism is the strongest Confucian Sect under the Great Sect Alliance. We are safe and sound.
Meanwhile, Master Yue's side was even more powerful and domineering, and the Great Dao Sect was at its zenith, so there was no need for him to worry about them.
Chirp chirp.
Suddenly, a red shadow shot from a distance, slowed down slightly, and landed on Zhang Rongfang's shoulder.
It's Xiao Hong.
It lowered its head, used its mouth to untie the Bamboo Tube tied to its feet, and handed it to Zhang Rongfang.
"Thanks." Zhang Rongfang patted a tuft of red hair on its forehead, took the Bamboo Tube, opened it, and took out the Letter Paper.
The Letter Paper was densely covered with a summary of recent intelligence regarding the relevant forces.
Confucian Sect, the Great Sect Alliance, Zhang Qingzhi, my sister's side, and the Rebel Alliance Against the Reverse Time Society, etc.
These are the points he cares about.
Once everything was confirmed to be fine, Zhang Rongfang crumpled the Paper Scroll roll into pieces, tossed it into the wind, and let it drift into the valley.
"Everything is fine, so I can go into seclusion with peace of mind," he said with a relaxed smile.
"You're going into seclusion?" White Scale asked in surprise.
"The world is gradually returning to peace, and all those I care about are safe and sound. What do I have to worry about? From now on, I just need to continue cultivating myself and enjoying life," Zhang Rongfang replied.
It has to be said that having a master who is even more powerful than oneself supporting you is indeed very comfortable.
No pressure, carefree life, no one dares to mess with them.
Just think about it, even Gods and Buddhas like Mo Sang God could be worth a whole group of them all by Master Yue alone. That shows how powerful Master Yue was.
Zhang Rongfang felt a surge of emotion, realizing that what he had been pursuing all along was precisely this moment.
Next, all he needs to do is explore the mysteries of Gods and Buddhas and gradually approach the complete form of the Blood Clan Progenitor!
"Don't you want to explore the gaps again?" White Scale asked.
"Of course I think so, and that's also the focus of our upcoming retreat," Zhang Rongfang replied.
He looked up into the distance, Wish Woman Canyon was gradually thinning.
At this moment, on the distant riverbank, one could still see Ding Yu leading more than ten wolfhounds, holding whips, driving a large herd of white and black fat pigs.
Chang Yuqing was playing the zither alone in a pavilion halfway up the mountain.
Sun Chaoyue and Zhang Zhenhai were discussing something.
Inside the Human Immortal Temple, figures could be seen coming and going from time to time, all dressed in red Daoist robes, giving it the air of an important celestial site.
Seeing this, Zhang Rongfang's long-standing sense of urgency gradually subsided.
'After the Blood Lotus of Three Flowers Gather on Crown, it's time to start looking for ways to perfect the Five Energies Merge to Origin at the Origin.' He thought to himself, gazing at the distant scene, and gradually became somewhat stunned.