Luofeng Divine Mountain, Thousand Ghosts Prostrate (33)

The town is much more bustling than before.

There aren't many people in the world who know divination, but there are definitely not a small number either; in just a few of the higher-level cities of the Golden Province, there are a whole bunch of them.

At this moment,

The town was mostly populated by scions of the Aristocratic Clan and descendants of powerful figures from the other six higher-level cities.

Even powerful and influential figures from the highest levels of society personally attended.

Especially the noblemen from the Golden City.

"Those two large courtyards have been booked by important figures from Golden City. They are said to be from a Celestial Person Lineage, and the Celestial Person Family member is even a Grand Secretary of the Governor's Office."

On the long street, a fortune teller from Tianhai City was sighing:

"That's a high-ranking official!"

With the governor-general not involved in affairs, the senior members of the Internal Deliberation Chamber were the true power holders in the province.

Unless it's a large province with an Orthodox God Lineage deities.

"I've heard," another fortune teller whispered, "That the important figure residing in this mansion intends to blockade Chang'an Town, seemingly wanting to monopolize the fortuitous opportunity."

The old man next to him shrugged:

"It doesn't matter. We're just here to watch the show anyway. How could you and I possibly have Great Opportunity that could cause even the heavens to erupt?"

After pausing for a moment, he sighed:

"That means our Golden Province has implemented a lockdown; people are allowed to leave, but not enter, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, several gods would probably have already descended and are now dwelling in the heavens!"

Some passersby were discussing that opposite the mansion where the nobleman lived was a rather dilapidated residence.

A young girl sat by the stone lion at the entrance of the young mansion, leaning against it, quietly listening to the conversations of passersby.

She looked up, glancing at the plaque of the Martial Arts Manor with a puzzled expression.

The aura that once made the ancestral tablets behind him tremble seemed to have vanished; the ancestral tablets no longer pointed towards the Martial Arts Manor.

However, Cui Baihua was unsure whether the ancestral tablets had fallen into a deep sleep again, so she continued to wait outside the mansion gate.

"Great Opportunity for Chang'an Town"

She murmured softly, calculating the time; the Qinghe Cui Clan would soon arrive in the Golden Province.

Let's see if that old bastard Su Qiansuan will let us in.

Cui Baihua's gaze deepened as she pondered whether the Great Opportunity in Chang'an Town was related to the [Central Extreme Cult Master].

That's quite possible.

Great Lord of the Nine Nether

As his thoughts raced, the gate of the mansion across the street opened, and the nobleman who lived there was carried out in a sedan chair.

"This town is strange, as it forbids all technological creations."

A lazy male voice came from inside the sedan chair:

"But experiencing life in ancient times once in a while isn't bad at all."

Many people on the street were in an uproar.

Because the four sedan chair bearers each had four brightly lit braziers hanging behind their heads!

They are all top-tier grandmasters, and there is even a high probability that they have opened up the True Spiritual Realm and their spirits have reached Perfection!

The Four Great Masters, the strongest beings below the Innate Realm, have appeared at the same time, and it seems they're just carrying each other in a sedan chair!

"Such a grand display?"

Someone clicked their tongue in amazement, while a passerby chuckled.

"It is said that he is the sixth-generation descendant of Grand Councilor Wang, who is the most beloved of all. The Wang family is a single-lineage family, and the previous generations have all passed away."

"Given Grand Councilor Wang's personality, how could he not give the best to this only sixth-generation descendant?"

The other person's eyes widened:

"Is it the Human King? And the one sitting in the sedan chair, is that Young Master of the Spring and Autumn Period, Wang Xuecheng?"

"Otherwise what?"

Many people were in an uproar and instinctively stepped back from the sedan chair, afraid of offending the important person inside.

There are too many people.

That languid voice came again from inside the sedan chair:

"Thank you, Master Xie, for the Great Opportunity you foresaw! Perhaps fortuitous opportunity will arrive in the next two days. Let's clear out Chang'an Town and leave only the Wang family behind."

The old man who followed her out of the courtyard bowed his head and said respectfully:

"Young Master, there might be a cultivator at the Innate Great Realm in this town."

"No problem."

The person inside the sedan chair calmly said:

"Our ancestor is about to arrive in person."

The expressions of the passersby on the street changed—the ancestor?

That Grand Councilor Wang?

Someone swallowed hard; Celestial Person was about to descend!

On the long street, Li Yiyi and Luo Cheng exchanged a glance, inwardly cursing. Celestial Person had arrived; Chang'an Town was about to be emptied.

That Great Tomb?

A bitter expression appeared on Li Yiyi's face. She had finally found the Thousand Mile Zhaoling, which her ancestors had described in a dream, the burial place of her ancestors.

Who knew that a sudden upheaval in the heavens would turn this place into the center of attention!

"This is troublesome," Luo Cheng muttered, a look of worry flashing in his eyes. It was at this moment that...

Following behind the sedan chair, the old man in black robes, who resembled a steward, nodded.

"Yes, young master."

As soon as he finished speaking, eight Cave Heaven suddenly appeared, shining brightly in the sky!

The entire Chang'an Town was brightly lit.

Cui Baihua, who was leaning against the stone lion, frowned, torn between whether or not to make a move, but also afraid of revealing too much.

They could no longer get close to that Divine Emissary.

A person of high standing, nearly innate, who speaks of wanting to join the sect and worship the Central Extreme Cult Master, might perhaps be accepted.

But what if he revealed his true identity and approached her as the ancestor of the Qinghe Cui Clan?

They would likely be immediately on guard, rejected, and might even attract the arrow that caused the world to lose its color that day!

Although such an arrow could not harm oneself, but...

Hesitating.

Eight celestial Cave Heaven, stretching across the sky, shone brightly like the sun, illuminating all directions.

At the same time, the authoritative voice of the old man in black robes also rang out!

"Golden City, the Wang family is doing something. We hope you friends will do us a favor and leave this town for the time being."

The words seemed polite, but they also revealed a pure form of domineering!

The Wang family certainly had the confidence to act domineeringly.

In the vast Golden Province, only one or two people are above that Grand Councilor Wang.

The Chang'an Town was in an uproar; many visitors who had traveled from afar were indignant.

But no one dared to openly voice their opposition.

Eight Cave Heaven —even within the Innate Great Realm, these are among the most outstanding.

Some people began to quietly leave the town, but many more remained unwilling to move.

The old man in black frowned slightly:

"My friends, I do not wish to say this a third time. Please leave. This place is now under the control of my Wang family."

This time, the sound carried the rumbling sound of thunder. It wasn't particularly intense, but it shook almost everyone in the town, causing their Qi and Blood to churn.

In the Wei and Yuan residences, some people were frowning.

On the long street,

Li Yiyi gave a bitter laugh, exchanged a glance with Luo Cheng, and was about to leave when she suddenly paused.

I don't know when, but there were two more people around me.

Li Yiyi glanced to the side and saw a middle-aged man with a dignified face, who exuded a special kind of approachability.

Another.

"Young Brother Zhang?!" Li Yiyi exclaimed softly, and Luo Cheng's eyes widened as well. At the same time, beside the stone lion...

Cui Baihua stroked the ancestral tablet wrapped in black cloth behind her. The tablet was trembling and pointing towards the handsome young man who had quietly appeared.

"Is it Divine Emissary?"

Cui Baihua's pupils contracted; she was already pondering how to approach him.

Then, at this very moment.

Zhang Fusheng smiled amicably at Li Yiyi:

"Gentlemen, it's been a long time. It's been over a month since we last met."

Beside him, the Emperor Tang also sized up Li Yiyi, now sensing the blood connection between them—was she his descendant from countless lifetimes ago?

A scrutinizing look appeared on his face.

Li Yiyi snapped out of her daze and remembered the imperial edict from that day, but then gave a bitter smile.

"That's Innate Great Realm, and behind him is the Human King of Golden City. We must not provoke him."

Li Yiyi said softly:

"Brother Zhang, let's get out of town first. If we're too late and anger the person in the sedan chair, we might be in big trouble."

She now knew Zhang's true identity: he had been the director of the Chongyang City Public Security Bureau, one of the highest-ranking figures in Chongyang.

But Chongyang Festival can't compare to Golden City.

Even the head of a superior city's administration is nothing compared to the Celestial Person Lineage —even the four people carrying the sedan chair are at least top-tier grandmasters!

Li Yiyi and Luo Cheng smiled when they saw Brother Zhang:

"Chang'an Town is not so simple, but those two old guys seem unwilling to make a move, which is fine."

Under the stunned gazes of the two men, Brother Zhang raised his finger and gently tapped it in the air.

The next instant.

Suddenly, it got dark.

Li Yiyi looked up and saw that the sun had been obscured at some point, and the eight Cave Heaven had also lost their color.

Instead, there was a huge, illusory sacred mountain.

In the blink of an eye,

A raging fire rose from the sacred mountain, its intense flames illuminating hundreds of miles of land!

The chaotic Chang'an Town suddenly fell silent. Everyone looked up in astonishment, gazing at the majestic, seemingly inexplicable, Flame God Mountain.

Li Yiyi saw Brother Zhang gently press down on her hand.

At the same instant.

The Flame God Mountain crashed down, and the old man in black robes' expression changed drastically.

"May I ask who you are? Would you be willing to show yourself? I will personally apologize!"

But no one responded to him. All that remained was the crushing force of the Flame God Mountain. The eight pale Cave Heaven were powerless to resist and were shattered by the mountain's impact!

Within the shattered Cave Heaven, vast stretches of mountains and rivers poured down, threatening to engulf Chang'an Town, only to be evaporated by the raging fire of the sacred mountain!

The old man in black coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the nobleman in the sedan chair stepped out.

"The Wang family, Wang Xuecheng, our ancestor was Grand Secretary Wang Tongtian. Which senior has graced us with his presence? I extend my greetings on behalf of my ancestor."

Li Yiyi noticed that Brother Zhang pointed at his finger again.

The Flame God Mountain trembled, and a bolt of lightning crashed down. The old man, who had been coughing up blood, paled and leaped to protect the young nobleman.

But in the next instant, the lightning bolts, like spears, pierced him, then grazed the young nobleman's side and disappeared into the ground!

The young nobleman's face turned deathly pale in an instant. He dared not utter another word, jumped out of the sedan chair, and hurriedly fled the town.

The old man, pierced by the lightning-fire spear, also dragged his mangled body as he fled, spilling much of his innate blood.

Chang'an Town fell silent. Many people looked at each other in bewilderment, wondering who had intervened.

On the street, Li Yiyi and Luo Cheng stared blankly as Brother Zhang cupped his hands. At the same moment, the Flame God Mountain that had been pressing down for hundreds of miles in the sky also dissipated.

The sky is clear and bright again.

Li Yiyi swallowed.

"Wait for me here."

Zhang Fusheng gave a gentle instruction, then nodded to the Emperor Tang, ignoring the sudden uproar and murmurs in the street.

He pushed open the gate of the Martial Arts Manor as if nothing had happened.

Before entering, he glanced in surprise at the girl standing next to the stone lion, who was staring straight at him.

"Hello."

Zhang Fusheng nodded politely, ignoring the girl's response, and entered the Martial Arts Manor, making sure to close the gate behind him.

As the mansion gates closed, inside the main hall...

"It's him? How could it be??"

The old woman standing by the window gasped in surprise, blinking repeatedly to make sure she wasn't seeing things.

It was indeed Zhang Fusheng who had ingested the Yin World Wood Marrow) and was made into Human Coffin and sunk to the underworld!

But he clearly came from outside the mansion.

If the person before us is Zhang Fusheng, then who is in the Yellow Springs?

The old woman's thoughts raced, but she saw that the half-open gate had been completely shut, and the young girl who had given her such a strong sense of danger was now locked outside.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes immediately:

"I want to see what's going on."

With a thought, she activated the magic array within the mansion, silently isolating the inside from the outside. Only then did the old woman feel relieved. She opened the door to the main hall and stood at the edge of the hall, where Chen Shishan stood.

How did you escape?

The old woman stared at Zhang Fusheng and asked a question, while one after another, Cave Heaven began to light up behind her.

Ten, twenty, one hundred and four!

Hundreds of Cave Heaven rotate,

She was actually a Celestial Person who had already experienced the second stage of decline!

The mud churned, and one by one, primordial vengeful ghosts crawled out from underground, but the young man remained unmoved, silently watching everything.

Let's make a deal.

He spoke calmly, and behind him came the sound of water, with the faint image of a surging Yellow Spring flowing by, and the strange phenomenon of a divine mountain rising and falling.

On the sacred mountain, there are celestial palaces, and at the summit, there is a vast and magnificent imperial palace.

Thousands of primordial vengeful spirits, without anyone noticing, had already begun to grovel before the young man.

Under the old woman's dumbfounded gaze, Zhang Fusheng lightly took another step forward.

The strange phenomenon of Mount Luofeng also moved forward, and the cover of the hall disappeared, revealing a magnificent mansion.

Thousand Ghosts prostrate themselves, the Yellow Springs flow, and the government office stands solemnly.

Yet, before Luofeng Divine Mountain, they all paled in comparison.

Let's make a deal.

Zhang Fusheng calmly repeated, "The Yellow Springs River flows gently."