Divine Arrival in Reality, a Letter to the God of Plague

In the Golden City.

The middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes, his expression turning ashen.

"The Helplessness Bridge"

"It's gone."

He could no longer sense his Supreme Treasure!

Vanished into thin air.

The middle-aged man's lips trembled as he immediately thought of the person being pursued by the gods.

"It's him??"

He stood up and paced back and forth, a chill running down his spine.

The deity said that the person's cultivation level must not be high.

Oh.

The middle-aged man's face was ashen, capable of silently erasing his own spiritual imprint. What level of cultivation did this person possess?

What kind of methods were used?

Thank goodness.

I'm so glad I didn't go on the Double Ninth Festival!

He remained silent for a long time, then picked up the phone and dialed.

"I am Lin Yusheng from the Golden City Investigation Bureau. Please bring me Chen Daoling, the garrison commander of Chongyang City."

A few seconds later, a respectful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Director Lin, it's me."

The middle-aged man spoke coldly and harshly:

"I'll give you the coordinates. Send someone to investigate immediately. No, you go yourself."

"Yes," Chen Daoling replied respectfully.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yusheng rubbed his temples and paced back and forth, both surprised and shaken.

I was only able to barely establish a connection with the Helplessness Bridge thanks to the grace of the gods!

But what about now?

But what was the result?

Without a sound, that life-bound connection was severed, and the spiritual imprint planted within it with the help of the Ancestor of Land Immortals was also removed!

This kind of power is at least Celestial Person!

"Old man, you almost got me into trouble." Lin Yusheng looked coldly at the small statue of the Ancestor of Land Immortals on his desk.

He sighed, sat back down with a heavy heart, and continued to read the report on the Jiangzhou incident.

I looked through it for a long time.

The middle-aged man made comments on the document.

To silence them.

"Don't blame me, I was just following orders, just to be on the safe side."

He murmured to himself and sighed softly.

After this directive was issued, the ten action team leaders and ten masters who participated in the Jiangzhou incident naturally fell silent.

This was a last resort.

The governor said it was a necessary sacrifice.

"A necessary sacrifice."

The deputy director of the Investigation Bureau suddenly gave a mocking laugh.

Chongyang City.

Chen Daoling put on his clothes and walked out of the Investigation Branch.

An action team was already on standby, and the master leading the team bowed his head to him.

"Let's go to the Great Wilderness outside the city."

The old man, with a sage-like demeanor, gave instructions, though he had a slight headache. And just then, orders came from above.

It was Deputy Director Lin who personally issued the order!

What happened in that Great Wilderness?

Upon entering the spaceship, the massive vessel quickly arrived at the designated coordinates.

"Ten action teams are searching and surveying the surrounding area. Captain Wu, you and I will go together."

After jumping off the spaceship, ignoring the search teams in all directions, Chen Daoling arrived at the location designated by that person.

"Desert?"

Captain Wu, standing to the side, spoke up in surprise:

"When did this small patch of desert appear here?"

Chen Daoling remained silent, squatted down, picked up a pinch of fine sand, rolled it in his palm, and sensed its texture.

With another tilt of his palm, sand poured out from between his fingers.

"It's sand and gravel formed from eroded and fractured rocks, recently formed. Someone skilled in the Yin-type True Intention."

Chen Daoling stood up, looked at the eight kneeling figures in the distance, and exchanged a glance with Captain Wu beside him.

A grandmaster and a Great Grandmaster walked over the stones and sand toward the eight corpses.

Chen Daoling crouched down, observing quietly, his brows furrowed:

"His flesh and blood were intact, and his body was unharmed. Apart from his broken legs, he had no other injuries. How did he die?"

He frowned, somewhat bewildered, his gaze falling on the faces of the corpses, a slight chill running through him.

The expressions on these corpses conveyed despair, shock, humility, and a strange sense of redemption?

It was as if, in the instant before death, one saw something extraordinary, or received something extraordinary.

Imperial Edict.

The word popped into Chen Daoling's mind.

When he was young, before the Spirit Mountain System declined, he had seen his master worship the gods.

At that time, the expression on Master's face was almost exactly the same.

The only thing missing was fear and despair.

Captain Wu, who was standing nearby, suddenly spoke up:

"Judging from their expressions and physical condition, it's as if they were given death by [the gods]?"

Chen Daoling's throat bobbed slightly, and he nodded:

"Indeed, similar to a previous cult case we investigated, in which a grandmaster died kneeling. That grandmaster was indeed killed by the Evil God he worshipped."

As he spoke, the old man, with his otherworldly air, placed his hand on the chest of a corpse once more, silently sensing its presence.

"There is no fatal damage; the internal organs are intact."

"Like being"

"His life was taken?"

His pupils contracted, and he exchanged a bewildered look with Captain Wu beside him.

After a while.

Chen Daoling stood up, his expression extremely solemn:

"Go and submit a report to your superiors: outside Chongyang City, there is a suspicion of Divine Arrival!"

"No, I'll go myself!"

As he spoke, the old man couldn't help but lick his lips. First, there was the mysterious old man from two days ago who spoke of the High Heavens and the Heavenly Venerable...

Now, there's another incident that seems to be Divine Arrival.

Chen Daoling felt a slight tingling sensation on his scalp.

A divine realm.

Under the blank stares of countless souls.

"Look, there!"

There is Flawless Soul has been kneeling and worshipping day and night for hundreds of years, pointing to the banks of the mighty river that is insurmountable and unapproachable.

To be precise, it's the other side of the strait.

From the muddy ground on the opposite bank, clusters of indescribable, mysterious flowers grew; merely gazing upon them sent shivers down the spines of all who beheld them, and a sense of liberation arose within them.

That's right.

Yearning, liberation.

It's like...

That place is the other shore, the end of the sea of Sea of Suffering, the place of liberation!

The souls felt a chill, but at the same instant, the consciousness of all the Flawless Soul was frozen.

At the same instant.

The Heaven and Earth Golden Bridge descends from above. Zhang Fusheng walks across the Heaven and Earth Golden Bridge and puts his hand down.

'Boom!!'

The Helplessness Bridge plunges down, spanning the two banks of the great river, rising from this place and reaching the other side!

"The other side."

He first quietly observed the Helplessness Bridge, a place of irreversible decline and weathered beauty. Then, with a sudden thought, he found himself in the scene of the other shore, where he was anchored.

This is not the other shore of liberation or the end of the sea of Sea of Suffering as described in Buddhism, but in a sense, it is somewhat similar.

It's like the other side of Sea of Suffering, diminished countless times.

Looking at this place on the Yellow Springs River, beside the Helplessness Bridge underworld.

Zhang Fusheng crouched down, quietly observing these Other Shore Flower. In mythology, they are found on the other side of the Yellow Springs River.

It is the true Boundary of Life and Death, and also the mark of the Division of Yin and Yang!

In legend,

The Ghost Gate Pass are the passage and crossroads between the underworld and the world of the living, but passing through the Ghost Gate Pass does not mean turning from life to death, nor does it mean coming back to life from death!

But the other side is...

Crossing to the other side, the living face death, and the dead come back to life.

The Other Shore Flower is both a guiding flower and a flower of life and death. The Buddha said that the other shore is on the other side of the Sea of Suffering, and reaching it is liberation.

Heaven says that the other shore lies between life and death; to cross it is to experience a life and death journey.

Zhang Fusheng stroked his chin and muttered to himself:

"The Five Villages Temple can grant me the will to live forever."

" Within the Eight Sceneries Palace, I can attain an indescribably high position, and glimpse all the scenes I have experienced in the past. And what about you?"

"What can you bring me to the other side of the underworld?"

Zhang Fusheng reached out and stroked the Other Shore Flower, preparing himself to instantly return to the futon in the Eight Sceneries Palace.

He unleashed his ability to Touch the Void, and through the anchored landscape, touched the flower of the other shore in a truly Different Dimension.

The soul begins to wither.

They began to die uncontrollably.

Zhang Fusheng appeared on the prayer mat, and the sense of inevitable decay vanished instantly. He left the mat and returned to the other shore.

This time, with a thought, Zhang Fusheng controlled a Flawless Soul, allowing this frozen soul to reach this place and cross to the other side.

The soul is not born from death.

Is it because the rumor is wrong?

Or is it because this is ultimately just a reflection?

Zhang Fusheng did not give up and continued to direct another remnant soul to pass through this place, but nothing changed.

He then transformed into a Ghastly Skeleton formed from a remnant soul, commanding the other to come and cross to the other side.

As the Ghastly Skeleton crossed to the other side, they began to tremble and begin to collapse.

To Zhang Fusheng's astonishment, the Ghastly Skeleton shattered, becoming a remnant soul once more.

What the hell is this?

He then sent the remnant soul across to the other side, but the remnant soul remained a remnant soul, without any other wondrous changes occurring.

"Strange, strange."

Zhang Fusheng channeled his Mental Intent through the Other Shore Flower lilies, across to the other shore. He keenly noticed that this wisp of thought seemed to...

It turned into [a death wish].

It exudes the aura of a dead soul, like the thoughts emanating from a vengeful ghost in the underworld!

The thought of death crossed the other shore once more, and then returned to normal.

"Funny, so very fun!"

Zhang Fusheng suddenly thought of his own Dead Man's Bones.

A daring idea popped into his mind. Using his ability to Touch the Void, he plucked a real Other Shore Flower, abruptly returned to the Eight Sceneries Palace, and sat upright on the futon.

The Other Shore Flower are withering rapidly.

Zhang Fusheng extended his ability to Touch the Void to his entire body, no longer confined to his palms—in other words, at this moment, even the Dead Man's Bones in his chest cavity...

You can also truly come into contact with the Other Shore Flower!

Without hesitation, he stuffed the Other Shore Flower into his chest cavity and placed it on the Dead Man's Bones.

Moment.

The Other Shore Flower withered completely, Dead Man's Bones.

It carries a sense of the afterlife, life and death, and reincarnation!

Although it was faint and insignificant, it was also very real!

"It really worked!"

A smile appeared on Zhang Fusheng's face. The Dead Man's Bones seemed to be beginning to transform, but the process was very slow.

He went back and forth several more times, repeating the same trick, and successively infused about ten Other Shore Flower into the Dead Man's Bones.

A strange radiance, similar to that of the underworld, began to emanate from the Dead Man's Bones!

Only after leaving the meditation cushion once more, and finding himself unable to bear the weight of the Dead Man's Bones, did Zhang Fusheng stop picking the Other Shore Flower.

"The Dead Man's Bones are undergoing a transformation."

He returned to the Other Shore Flower and picked about ten flowers, leaving about ten fewer flowers in the patch—in the underworld, in Different Dimension, there are probably about ten fewer flowers as well.

"The ability to Touch the Void only allows me to touch scenes from Different Dimension."

"It doesn't allow me to truly bring things from Different Dimension into the divine realm, or even into reality, but..."

A faint smile appeared on Zhang Fusheng's face.

However, it allows one to directly 'absorb' things from Different Dimension that can be absorbed!

Such is the Other Shore Flower.

Does that mean that if Ginseng Fruit were to grow again on the Ginseng Fruit Tree that was struck by lightning behind Five Villages Temple?

I can also eat it myself using this method.

Zhang Fusheng became somewhat excited, yet also somewhat confused.

"Did Touch the Void temporarily synchronize me into Different Dimension, or did it synchronize that Different Dimension with my divine realm?"

What exactly is the relationship between Different Dimension and the divine realm?

Zhang Fusheng had reason to believe that the Divine Realm was indeed his spiritual world, but perhaps...

It's not just about one's own mental world!

Upon arriving at Five Villages Temple, they found that the Ancestor of Land Immortals had not caused any further trouble.

Zhang Fusheng snorted coldly and silently transformed all thirty-odd remnant souls he had just harvested into Ghastly Skeleton through the Dead Man's Bones!

More than thirty Ghastly Skeleton of Martial Arts Master, including one top-tier Martial Arts Master!

Even after turning into Ghastly Skeleton, forgetting what one learned in life, losing one's spiritual realm, one will still not understand True Intention and other such things.

Even so, the Ghastly Skeleton that the fake grandmaster transformed into was still a top-tier Martial Arts Master!

"Wrong."

Zhang Fusheng carefully sensed it, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"After the Other Shore Flower were transformed, the Dead Man's Bones underwent a metamorphosis, and along with the resulting Ghastly Skeleton, they also underwent a metamorphosis!"

He excitedly licked his lips.

In the past, the Ghastly Skeleton could only exist in the divine realm. Even if they descended into reality, they could only exist for a short time and required the user to expend a large amount of Spiritual Power!

But now, things are different.

"These Ghastly Skeleton."

"I can actually walk freely in reality now!"

Zhang Fusheng's thoughts suddenly broke free from his divine state and returned to their original state.

At this moment, the sun is already breaking through the dawn outside the window.

A thought struck him, and the air before him slowly distorted, revealing a Ghastly Skeleton in the spacious room.

A Ghastly Skeleton with its internal organs completely exposed, bound by three shackles.

With another thought, Zhang Fusheng conjured a complete set of black clothes out of thin air, including a hood, and Transforming the False into the True.

The Ghastly Skeleton was dressed in clothes and wore a hood, obscuring both its body and face.

Just like a normal living person—only exuding a sense of gloom and death.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Sets of identical black clothing were created, and the Ghastly Skeleton of Martial Arts Master emerged.

They were all wearing clothes.

Standing before Zhang Fusheng, he bowed his head slightly, like the most devout and humble servant—who was indeed the most devout and humble servant!

Eight, nine, ten

Until the spacious room was too small to fit everyone.

Zhang Fusheng smiled broadly as he looked out the window at the rising sun.

"Today is the Apprenticeship Banquet."

He personally wrote a letter and handed it to one of the Ghastly Skeleton, using his thoughts to make the other quietly leave.

Zhang Fusheng made a phone call to Lin Changle:

"Arrange a private jet, a private jet to the Waiting Area, to take someone over there for me."

He hung up the phone, walked to the window, and stared at the Ghastly Skeleton heading towards the airport. In the skeleton's arms lay the letter he had written.

A letter to the God of Plague.

Behind them, the 'people' shrouded in shadow and hidden under black hoods kept their heads bowed in silence.

(Today is another day I'm asking for votes~)

I still want to ask for votes.