High Heaven Reopens, the Azure Emperor Pays His Respects

Six Heavenly Positions.

It almost captivated Zhang Fusheng.

What happened? And where did these six celestial positions come from?

Zhang Fusheng didn't know.

What he knew was that he had taken on an enormous karmic burden.

"Is it not allowed to make things up?"

He murmured, reaching out his hand towards the Great Wish Earth Store Heavenly Position, something that was clearly blurry and untouchable.

Yet, under his infinitely high status, they truly encountered each other.

Warm and smooth to the touch

It's like putting your hand into a warm, viscous ball of water.

"I can't keep making things up."

Zhang Fusheng sighed.

I am different now.

He is Zhang Fusheng, but he is not just Zhang Fusheng; he carries the will and power of the Central Extreme Cult Master and invokes the name of Taiqing.

Even when not sitting upright on the meditation cushion, one possesses a wondrous [Rank/Status].

It is not a true person, but Rank/Status.

Or rather, its significance within the Great Heaven and Earth.

"The Mythological Era crumbled like smoke, leaving behind only celestial positions—but though the celestial positions remained, the order of the past was gone."

Zhang Fusheng muttered to himself:

"For example, the person who usurped the position of Zhen Yuanzi actually fought to a standstill with the Plague Heavenly Position, and they were evenly matched."

"The order has been disrupted, the boundaries between superior and inferior have become blurred, and the original Immortal-Buddha System seems to have collapsed."

He closed his eyes, using the futon and his ineffable position to silently perceive the fundamental reason that had brought the six celestial beings into his embrace.

After attaining the innate state, one's essence, Essence, Qi, and Spirit, and spirit are sealed off, giving birth to the rudimentary form of the Inner Heaven and Earth, and one has already begun to interact with the Great Heaven and Earth.

As a result, Zhang Fusheng's perception became increasingly clear.

So...

"I fabricated the Six Heavenly Positions, which are the six manifestations of the Central Extreme Cult Master, and the masters of the Six Heavenly Palaces on Mount Luofeng."

"And this is fabrication, this is a lie."

"It has actually been recognized by the Great Heaven and Earth."

"Because my current weight is far too heavy."

A wry smile appeared on his face. Was this a good thing?

Yes.

But it's also a bad thing.

It is equivalent to establishing a doctrine, similar to the Buddhist concept of "making a great vow".

In other words, the karmic consequences of the six celestial positions weighed on him, every moment, every second.

Until he himself makes his words come true.

It is not necessary to create six incarnations in the form of the Central Extreme Cult Master, but these six celestial beings must be allowed to reside in the Six Heavenly Palaces of Mount Luofeng.

"Only gods can truly sit on the throne—where am I supposed to find six gods?"

"Are you going to trick them into going to the Six Heavenly Palaces?"

Zhang Fusheng lost his voice, and a sense of helplessness arose in his heart, but he did not have any other negative emotions.

"It's a bad thing, but it's also a good thing."

"I embarked on a strange and bizarre path."

He exhaled and silently assessed his situation.

Among the level 1 star beasts, there are still 280 jin of meat left from the One-Legged Bird and the Giant Tooth Beast. Although there is some Unicorn Giant Rhinoceros Meat, it has been completely rendered ineffective.

The Star Beast Meat is still twelve jin (approximately 6 kg).

"Level 2 Star Beast, haven't consumed too much yet. 1 gram can reduce the cooldown by ten days, but Level 1 Star Beast..."

Zhang Fusheng rubbed his temples. Even if the weight didn't decrease further, those 280 pounds would only reduce his lifespan by twenty years.

That sounds like a lot, but what if we factor in attenuation?

If we replace it with a larger one, would the cooldown time skyrocket to a hundred years?

"My development speed is still too slow."

He exhaled a breath of Pure Qi, his gaze sweeping over the six celestial positions with a complex mix of emotions. Although he himself could not sit upon them,

But they exist in their own true spirit, and also in the Eight Sceneries Palace.

"Can we leverage their resources?"

Zhang Fusheng thought quietly.

He shook his head, then reached out and gently tapped the air.

Having been away from worldly affairs for many days, we shall meet again Above High Heaven.

The Dao Sound spread like ripples, connecting one person after another along with each of the High Heaven Token.

As for this very moment.

Chen Nuanyu had long since left Chongyang and was now on the outskirts of the Golden Province.

A Buddhist disciple traveling to a certain place with Zhu Xiaoming.

Then there's Shi Zhengyuan in Longzhou City, Luofeng Cult, and Du Mingsheng in the Waiting Area, attempting to prove the Innate Great Realm.

A series of blurry figures shrouded in darkness appeared outside the Dao Palace.

All eight people in a row bowed Dao Palace.

The main gate of the Dao Palace opened wide, and eight figures walked in respectfully.

"Homage to the Boundless Heavenly Venerate and the Supreme Pure Dao Ancestor!"

They sang in unison.

Amidst the praises, the Great Celestial Venerable, seated on a futon and shrouded in chaotic mist, raised his head and nodded slightly.

The True Person who emerged from nothingness said softly:

Let each of you discuss this!

The eight people bowed again. This time, there were no unexpected events. After a brief discussion, the eight people walked out in order.

The first to First Seat was Chen Nuanyu.

She carefully considered her words:

"Nothing major is happening on my end. The Western Sect's focus is currently on Chongyang City, but I've avoided that area and am currently at the western edge of the Golden Province."

"Oh?"

Five Buddhist disciples asked curiously:

"Hangu City? That's the only way out of the Golden Province to the other provinces. It's probably completely sealed off by now, isn't it? What are you going there for?"

The Great Celestial Being blinked.

Hangu City, the only exit to the outside world?

The name made him feel a little awkward, and for some reason, it reminded him of the famous Hangu Pass.

Chen Nuanyu said softly:

"An Elder Venerable of the Western Sect personally ordered me to go, fearing that I might get into trouble in Chongyang's vortex."

Those All Seats seemed to be deep in thought. The Elder Venerable was a figure above the Divine Walker, a true high-ranking official among all religions and sects.

The term "venerable one" is an honorific title for deities.

The six realms of humanity have Celestial Person as the ultimate limit, and beyond that lies the [Venerable One] among the deities.

All eyes turned to the second seat, where Du Mingsheng spoke in a hoarse voice:

"Nothing serious is wrong here."

He simply glossed over it; he couldn't possibly reveal things like the Book of Life and Death —it was enough that the Celestial Venerable knew.

Huang Qiuxian shook his head:

"Nothing seems amiss here either, but it's quite a coincidence that I happen to be in Hangu City at this very moment."

Chen Nuanyu glanced at him and nodded slightly in greeting.

The two men, their minds racing, fell silent and both looked toward the Fourth Seat.

Shi Zhengyuan paused for a moment, then carefully chose his words:

"I have heard a secret related to the old world, and I would like to ask you all if it is true or false."

Even so, his gaze cautiously drifted towards the enigmatic Eighth Seat holder. Miss Mingyue raised an eyebrow:

"Tell me."

On the prayer mat, the Great Celestial Venerable smiled silently.

Shi Zhengyuan clasped his hands in a gesture of respect and said softly:

"I have heard that the Nine Netherworlds have been reborn."

A brief silence fell over the Dao Palace Du Mingsheng abruptly raised his head.

"Nine Netherworlds."

The Miss Mingyue, pondered these two words, her expression slightly hardening.

Although she stepped out of the painting, many memories of bygone eras are blurred.

What I remember are just bits and pieces from the Five Villages Temple —but I am naturally aware of the Nine Netherworlds.

"Please continue," Miss Mingyue said in a deep voice.

The others, though not quite understanding what the Nine Netherworlds were, all looked over. Yuan Feidao's gaze flickered, as if he were lost in thought.

Shi Zhengyuan coughed once and continued his narration:

"I have learned that the Lord of the Nine Nether is none other than the Central Extreme Cult Master, the Great Emperor of the Underworld, and the Nine Nether Sin-Removing Heavenly Venerate?"

The Miss Mingyue, remained silent for a moment, seemingly searching through her fragmented and chaotic memories, before finally nodding.

"Good."

She gave a brief introduction:

"In the old world, there were three realms: Heaven, Earth, and Man. The Great Emperor of the Underworld was the ruler of the Nine Netherworlds, and his position was comparable to that of the Heavenly Emperor."

Buddhist monks, Shen Baobao, and others listened intently to the secrets of ancient times.

Shi Zhengyuan a slight sigh of relief and tentatively continued:

"I've also heard that this Central Extreme Cult Master the Central Realm once had six transformations: Meng Po of the Yellow Springs, Wu Chang who retrieves souls, and the Judge of Judgments."

"And, a Bodhisattva whose rank surpasses that of the Buddha— the Great Hell Bodhisattva?"

Yuan Feidao's gaze burned fiercely, and his neck unconsciously tilted forward slightly.

This time, Miss Mingyue remained silent for a long time.

A while passed.

She hesitated before speaking:

"I'm not entirely sure about that, but the six titles you mentioned are indeed former deities, some high and some low."

"But is it not the Six Transformations of the Central Extreme Cult Master? I have no clue. Perhaps you could ask the Dao Ancestor?"

The Miss Mingyue bowed deeply to the Celestial Venerable in the chaos.

The True Person raised his eyelids slightly and said calmly:

"The Heavenly Venerable himself answered; this is a great blessing."

Shi Zhengyuan understood, his thoughts racing, and he cautiously said:

"I offer 100,000 Buddha-nature spirits as a gift. I have been baptizing these spirits for many years. Although they are all incomplete, they can still generate Incense and Fire Prayer Power. However, they are very weak."

Zhang Fusheng became interested; a Buddhist-natured soul?

He manipulated True Person to speak:

"Can."

As the True Person nodded, he sketched out light and shadow, establishing a grand contract. After hearing Shi Zhengyuan's words of willingness, something inexplicably detached and disappeared into the Contract Book.

He then looked at the Great Celestial Venerable and bowed, saying:

"Heavenly Venerable One, the Fourth Seat humbly request your guidance."

The Dao Palace fell into a deathly silence.

The quietly flowing chaotic energy suddenly began to surge, as if the great celestial being sitting on the futon had opened his eyes.

"The Central Extreme Cult Master?"

As the Dao Sound resounded, the eight attendants in the Dao Palace lowered their heads and listened with utmost respect.

Shi Zhengyuan swallowed hard, and then heard the great celestial being in the mist speak in a melodious voice:

"He has indeed shown signs of awakening, and as for the Six Transformations? He has already offered them up."

Offered?

What does this mean?

The All Seats were bewildered and puzzled. In their confusion, they saw the chaotic mist churning into a tide and heard the Celestial Venerable utter the word "impermanence."

A phantom, ethereal celestial position of impermanence quietly emerged. The celestial position had a form, resembling a white-robed figure of impermanence, with countless souls beneath him.

A silence fell over everyone.

"Judge, Ghost Emperor." With each name uttered by the Celestial Venerable, a dazzling light shone from the void, revealing a vast celestial realm, each one larger than the last!

The two celestial positions are: the former is a vague figure of a judge, dressed in a majestic manner, holding a book and a pen; the latter is an image of an emperor, with countless ghosts faintly visible crawling on his back.

"Meng Po."

The fourth celestial position emerged, intertwined with yin and yang. An old woman stood on an indescribable river and bridge, and upon closer inspection, it seemed to be a dreamlike Illusory Scene reincarnation floating in the water!

By this time, All Seats was already struggling to breathe, facing these real and tangible positions, and all were under immense pressure!

"Ksitigarbha."

The fifth name was uttered, and under the fervent gazes of Shi Zhengyuan and Yuan Feidao, the Great Wish Earth Store Heavenly Position quietly emerged.

The celestial position is ethereal and indistinct, vaguely resembling a Bodhisattva, pure, compassionate, sorrowful, and sighing.

Around the celestial throne, a sea of illusion—the Sea of Sea of Suffering— rises and falls.

The Miss Mingyue, spoke blankly:

"I remember now, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, bearing his own suffering, vowed that he would not become a Buddha until hell was emptied. In order to empty hell completely, he himself was trapped in the boundless Sea of Suffering of sentient beings."

Even the Buddhist disciples from the Mandala System were astonished at this moment, and sighed softly:

"I vow not to become a Buddha until hell is emptied"—this is great compassion!

He clasped his hands together and solemnly bowed to the Great Wish Earth Store Heavenly Position.

Yuan Feidao also performed the ceremony, as did Shi Zhengyuan.

"Compassion, compassion!"

The three Buddhists spoke in unison.

Even though they are opposed to each other and belong to two different factions, everyone reveres the truly compassionate deity.

"As well as."

The Great Celestial Venerable, seated serenely within the chaotic mist, spoke calmly. He exerted all his strength within the mist, desperately activating the remaining Celestial Throne.

It caused it to radiate brilliant light, just like the previous five celestial positions, illuminating some unusual phenomena.

This is a perfect opportunity to amplify the Heavenly Venerable's majesty.

"The Heavenly Throne of the Heavenly Emperor of Mount Tai, the Eastern Peak."

The celestial position manifested, radiating boundless light, revealing a blurred emperor with one foot treading upon the netherworld and the other upon the mortal realm!

The celestial position is beginning to emerge.

All Seats were already prostrate—unable to withstand the overwhelming pressure!

The Miss Mingyue stared in astonishment at the celestial throne and the figure. Her jumbled memories suddenly froze, and she murmured softly:

"Lord of Mount Tai, Lord Qingdi!"

Zhang Fusheng suddenly looked up.

Who?

Qing Emperor?

When the Miss Mingyue addressed the Azure Emperor, countless azure lotuses bloomed in the void, causing the celestial throne to sway as if awakened!

In his astonishment, Zhang Fusheng saw the Heavenly Throne of the Great Emperor Dongyue, and saw the past figures reflected in the Heavenly Throne. He opened his eyes, looked up, and turned around.

As the blue lotus sways, a dazzling light bursts forth.

He was in full view of everyone.

He bowed to himself.