Breaking Free, Seeking to Slay the God of Plague

Martial Arts Manor.

Underground.

"Brother Fusheng? Are you done?"

Forced to adopt a dignified posture and communicate with the heavens, with a blue lotus appearing behind him, the Emperor Tang asked in bewilderment.

Zhang Fusheng slowly opened his eyes and said with a smile:

"Alright."

The illusory blue lotus quietly dissipated.

The Emperor Tang was somewhat bewildered and asked in confusion:

"What just happened, I... I seem to sense gazes fixed upon us from an unknown place."

Zhang Fusheng smiled and waved his hand:

"It's nothing, I'm just going to get reinforcements."

The part of the altar he had just built that led to himself and the Emperor Tang was 'one-way'.

Naturally, the Emperor Tang was not allowed to see the people and events in the bamboo forest.

"Reinforcement?"

The Emperor Tang became somewhat interested:

"Where will these reinforcements come from? Are they capable of breaking down the Hall of Yama that's pressing down on us?"

"Why break that thing? Never mind, you'll find out soon enough."

Zhang Fusheng spoke briefly, his gaze becoming profound as he continued to ponder matters concerning the orthodox religion.

The Federation Orthodox Church is a religious sect recognized by the Federation.

According to the Golden Armored Being

Federation Orthodox churches can preach openly, and the government may even allocate land to them as 'holy sites'.

Generally speaking, it is at least the Provincial Government of a province.

"They've arrived."

Zhang Fusheng suddenly raised his head, and Emperor Tang subconsciously looked over as well.

A faint gray mist suddenly rose above the rock formations overhead.

In the next instant, an Ancient Bridge appeared, stretching across from the mist!

"The Helplessness Bridge?"

The Emperor Tang was filled with doubt and uncertainty:

"Why did you come from outside?"

He was stunned. Looking closely, he could vaguely see two imposing figures, as blazing as the sun, on the other side of the bridge, like immortals and Buddhas from the past!

Zhang Fusheng breathed a slight sigh of relief—it was done!

Previously, he had tried to have Immortal Shadow activate the Helplessness Bridge outside to bring out the two people who had been suppressed underground by the Hall of Yama.

Without a doubt, it failed.

The Helplessness Bridge and the Hall of Yama seem to be on par, and I have no real ability to control this ancient bridge to the underworld.

But if it were Golden Armored Being or Su Qiansuan, it would be a completely different story.

Zhang Fusheng entrusted the Helplessness Bridge to Su Qiansuan and the Golden Armored Being, allowing the two deities to activate it.

As expected, this time, the Helplessness Bridge successfully broke through the suppression of the Hall of Yama!

Let's go.

Zhang Fusheng spoke softly, offering a warning:

"Remember, once you leave this place, you will no longer be the Emperor Tang, the Heavenly Khan, or Li Shimin."

"You are merely Li Erfeng —and similarly, never mention the Azure Emperor, the Great Emperor Ziwei, or anything like that to outsiders."

The Emperor Tang's expression turned solemn, and he nodded, saying:

"Don't worry, Brother Fusheng, I understand."

The two stepped onto the Helplessness Bridge. As always, Zhang Fusheng felt as if the entire underworld was pressing down on his shoulders, making it impossible to turn back.

But out of the corner of his eye, one could see that the Emperor Tang was looking around as if nothing had happened.

He still doesn't know whether it's because of the 'Great Emperor Ziwei' or the 'Human Ruler'.

It's probably the latter.

Although the Emperor Tang was a mortal, he was no ordinary mortal.

Zhang Fusheng suddenly remembered the stone tablet standing outside the Taiji Hall.

'No immortals or deities may enter without an imperial decree.'

Passing through the chilling mist and descending the Helplessness Bridge, a bright light suddenly appeared before my eyes.

Emperor Tang subconsciously closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw a lush bamboo forest.

"Brother Zhang!"

A majestic being clad in pale gold armor cried out:

Who is this person next to you?

"A friend of mine, named Li Erfeng," Zhang Fusheng said with a smile, introducing them to each other.

"These two are Jin Jia and Su Qiansuan, both of whom are my friends—they are deities who have attained Fruit Position, even above the Celestial Person."

The Golden Armored Being and Su Qiansuan curiously examined 'Li Erfeng'.

This middle-aged man looked completely unskilled—but how could he be an ordinary person, walking alongside Brother Zhang like this?

More importantly...

The two deities vaguely sensed that the middle-aged man possessed a very special, inexplicable 'great majesty'.

"Fruit Position above the Celestial Person?"

The Emperor Tang, however, seemed completely unfazed and casually asked:

"Is it an Arhat or True Person?"

The Golden Armored Being and Su Qiansuan exchanged a knowing glance, both thinking to themselves, "Just as I thought."

The former smiled and said:

"Naturally, it is the True Person Fruit Position, True Person anyone can Fruit Position, but the Fruit Position can only be achieved by heretics within the Buddhist Sect."

The Emperor Tang frowned:

"Cultists?"

The Golden Armored Being felt a sudden chill for no apparent reason—the other party had clearly not aroused any powerful aura; they had merely frowned.

He became more cautious, certain that this middle-aged man was no ordinary person, and carefully considered his words:

"It's just a cult as defined by the Federation; sometimes, it can't really be taken seriously."

The Emperor Tang clicked his tongue, knowing that he would make a mistake if he said more, so he kept quiet.

A sudden roar came from afar.

Zhang Fusheng put away the Helplessness Bridge, frowned and looked around. He saw a bubble swaying in the many bubble worlds outside the bamboo forest, slowly 'detaching' from the bubble cluster.

"Chongyang," Su Qiansuan said in a low voice, "Chongyang World and Earth is rapidly being separated from the Golden Province."

As he spoke,

He pointed upwards.

Looking up, Zhang Fusheng could vaguely see a colossal landmass above the numerous bubbles.

"The World Plateau."

Su Qiansuan sighed softly:

"The Chongyang World is an unstoppable force drifting towards the World Plateau. At the latest, it will fall into the World Plateau in three months, or perhaps as early as these next two days."

After pausing for a moment, he reminded him:

"Brother Zhang, you must have noticed the unusual situation in Chang'an Town as well, right?"

Then, Su Qiansuan recounted the unusual events that had occurred in the heavens.

The Golden Armored Being nodded in agreement.

"I have also sensed an unusual upheaval in the heavens, which is proclaiming to all those who can glimpse the secrets of heaven that Great Opportunity will arise in that Chongyang World, in that remote border town."

Zhang Fusheng and Emperor Tang exchanged a glance.

The former immediately said:

"Then perhaps I should leave."

He led the Emperor Tang to bid farewell to the two deities:

"I must return to Chongyang World and Earth, lest I miss the Chongyang Separation ceremony."

After a short while,

Zhang Fusheng smiled bitterly:

"After all, according to Brother Su, the World Plateau is so vast that it is shrouded in mist all year round, which can block divine thoughts."

He exhaled Pure Qi, his expression slightly serious.

If Chongyang were to fall into the World Plateau, he would most likely end up in an uninhabited area, shrouded in a fog of divine consciousness that would hinder his movement.

Will he then pass away and go to the World Plateau to search for the Chongyang World?

Disaster.

It's like finding a needle in a haystack.

During this time, one must wait in the Chongyang World. Of course, if one does not return soon...

I'm afraid they've already erected a cenotaph!

Su Qiansuan nodded at this moment and admonished:

"I have no intention of getting involved in the Chongyang Incident. Brother Zhang, you should also be careful, as people from various sects have already gathered in Chongyang World."

"When Chongyang falls to the World Plateau, people from all religions will surely build altars and other things to welcome powerful figures from their respective religions to descend and vie for the unknown Great Opportunity in Chang'an Town."

Zhang Fusheng glanced at the Emperor Tang and smiled meaningfully:

"Don't worry, Brother Su, I'm confident."

The Golden Armored Being then spoke:

"Brother Zhang, you could perhaps be a little more low-key. You seem to have never truly displayed any extraordinary abilities?"

Zhang Fusheng nodded:

"No, not really. In the eyes of many people and many sects, I am just a Great Grandmaster —at most, a beginner in the Innate Realm."

The Golden Armored Being nodded:

"This is good news. Perhaps Brother Zhang will really be able to seize Great Opportunity. I'll have a fight with Old Su first, put on a show, so I can go back and advance the orthodox cause. Also, what is the name of the New Sect?"

Zhang Fusheng pondered for a moment:

"Let's call it New Sect for now. I'll return to Chongyang and leave a marker so that if I miss the opportunity to separate it from Chongyang, I can still find it on the World Plateau."

"After that, there are two more things that I need your help with, brothers."

The Golden Armored Being exchanged a glance with Su Qiansuan, and then said:

"Like I said before, Brother Zhang's affairs are my affairs, so speak frankly!"

Zhang Fusheng gave the Golden Armored Being a deep look, a smile on his face:

"The first thing is that there is a strange place that I plan to integrate into my divine realm, but there is an evil peach tree in it that I need the two of you to help suppress."

As for the second matter...

Zhang Fusheng's gaze suddenly deepened, and he lowered his head to stare at Jiangzhou Bubble beneath the bamboo grove.

He narrowed his eyes and spoke calmly:

"Now that we have Brother Golden Armor's help, there's no need for Governor Su's 'bandits' to exist, right?"

Su Qiansuan's expression hardened, knowing that this 'Brother Zhang' was still holding a grudge about the Jiangzhou incident.

He paused for a moment and said softly:

"Some things have to be done, and I will explain them to Brother Zhang later."

Zhang Fusheng did not answer, but only said:

"I want to slay the God of Plague."

Su Qiansuan nodded:

"Not difficult. That plague-incarnated divine embryo, so far, has only surpassed the realm of Celestial Person but has not yet reached the true realm of gods. It can be easily slain."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Fusheng interrupted him, saying:

"I mean, the true God of Plague."

The bamboo forest suddenly fell silent. Su Qiansuan and the Golden Armored Being's pupils contracted sharply, and Ruan Yutu, who had been waiting obediently to the side, also widened her eyes.

The Emperor Tang, however, remained quite calm.

Zhang Fusheng said calmly:

"Don't worry, Miss Mingyue will descend from the stars to help you then."

Su Qiansuan and the Golden Armored Being exchanged glances, the former unable to resist reminding them:

"The true form of the God of Plague exists in Different Dimension, and He is a deity of immense power, seated high in the heavens."

Zhang Fusheng glanced at him, offered no explanation, and simply smiled.

"I have my own way; I can devour this God of Plague right here in Jiangzhou."

Eat??

Su Qiansuan and the Golden Armored Being were even more puzzled, and Zhang Fusheng naturally didn't offer any further explanation.

Originally, Miss Mingyue's initial plan was to have Niu Dali Devour Everything, [Devour God].

Following the descent of the God of Plague into the world, they devoured the opponent's [Heavenly Throne].

Now, he has become Celestial Person, and he awaits the return of the scroll from the Peach Tree of Immortality, so that the Miss Mingyue may return.

This matter can be done again.

However, it wasn't Niu Dali who Devour God; it was himself.

Zhang Fusheng said no more, bid farewell to the Emperor Tang, and left with him to return to Chongyang—the most urgent matter was to deal with the affairs of his own Spirit Hall.

Certainly.

And there's that Yama's Hall of Yama.

After leaving the bamboo forest, a rumbling sound came from behind. A divine battle was breaking out. The golden-armored man and Old Su were putting on a show, a show for the Federation.

"Speaking of which, you have a descendant who is currently in Chang'an Town."

Along the way, Zhang Fusheng said this to Emperor Tang.

Outside Chang'an Town.

"The seal seems to be getting hot," Meng Xiaoshi said softly, glancing worriedly at the Heavenly Principle Cult members.

These people seemed to be able to pinpoint their approximate location and that of Lao Zhao, and were checking the surrounding area one by one.

Sooner or later, the investigation will reach this point.

Zhao Shanhe didn't answer, but gently squeezed Meng Xiaoshi's hand before whispering:

"The seal seems to bring abundant good fortune, turning misfortune into good luck, and even escaping the pursuit of Celestial Person. Rest assured."

Meng Xiaoshi nodded silently, watching the couple carefully place the coffin into the pit.

The photo on the tombstone did indeed show a young man, a handsome young boy, but sadly, he died young.

Meng Xiaoshi sighed:

"The world is getting more and more chaotic, and ordinary people like us are never in control of our own destiny."

Zhao Shanhe also sighed softly.

The coffin was lowered into the ground.

(It won't be late tomorrow. If it's late again, I'll continue to update on the day after tomorrow. Sigh.)