Today, Ascension to Divinity (52k)

"Is this the Other Shore World?"

The sky darkened, and a thick fog rose at this moment. Forty-five Venerable-level beings were already standing here.

The old governor, accompanied by Huang Qiuxian, stood at the end of the pantheon of All Gods, not daring to be the one to take the lead, his expression extremely solemn.

He was carefully observing the Other Shore World, which was shrouded in divine light, obscuring its interior.

However, the glimmer of Buddha Light, Buddhist Rhyme, and echoing Brahma Chant that pierced through the air already hinted at this.

Standing beside Him, Huang Qiuxian quietly shifted his gaze upwards, looking at the even more imposing figures in the sky, knowing that there were great powers, even those with Great Divine Ability User, there.

The old governor asked in a low voice:

"Young man, are you nervous?"

Huang Qiuxian shook his head:

"I'm not nervous, sir."

The old governor scrutinized him carefully and nodded slightly.

"The reason I chose you in the first place was because of your excellent character; you remained calm even when the sky was collapsing before you. Not bad."

Huang Qiuxian chuckled dryly twice.

Only those who are family know their own situation; how could he possibly be of such excellent character?

He was honed purely in the Above High Heaven —what kind of people hasn't he seen in the Above High Heaven?

Leaving aside the Celestial Venerable and that Imperial Shadow, and also ignoring the Azure Emperor from the past, let's just talk about the newly arrived Tenth Seat...

That was the Grand Pope of the Ancient Sage Faction, a great figure who had been hunted by the Federation for tens of thousands of years without incident, a true Great Divine Ability User of supernatural powers!

Even Great Divine Ability User would address himself as a "young friend" and even cup his hands in a respectful gesture when speaking, wouldn't he?

Therefore, when facing Great Divine Ability User, there is naturally no need to be nervous.

That veil of mystery has vanished.

"Now, we just need those few in the heavens to finish analyzing the celestial monument above this Other Shore World."

The old governor spoke in a low voice:

"At that time, you will enter this Lost World that suddenly fell into existence— the Other Shore World. Once inside, stay close to me."

"Yes, sir." Huang Qiuxian nodded, quite relaxed.

After all

The World-Honored Tathagata, is one of our own.

Just as this thought crossed my mind, a loud sound seemed to suddenly rise from behind, deep in the fog.

The heavy, trembling footsteps echoed through the thick fog, and there was more than one.

Facing the Other Shore World, the All Gods, awaiting the dimming of the Heavenly Stele, subconsciously turned their heads.

They saw the fog churning and rolling, and figures moving through it!

Your Excellency.

Dozens of venerable ones, densely packed together.

"What are these??"

The old governor's pupils constricted sharply. Dozens of Venerable-level beings he had never seen before appeared, mostly in human form, but there were also quite a few 'beasts' among them.

Like a real dragon, a divine phoenix, and a giant tiger with mountains faintly visible in the background!

Upon careful counting, the number is exactly eighty-one, no more and no less.

Above the heavens, a powerful being spoke solemnly:

"Halt!"

Despite the resounding boom, the eighty-one Venerable-level beings remained unmoved and continued their ascent.

A giant tiger raised its head and let out a solemn roar:

"By the Imperial Decree the ancestral gods, I have come to the Other Shore World to kill the World-Honored Tathagata."

The other eighty gods also recited in unison.

Eighty-one great sounds intertwined, shattering and tearing apart the thick, impenetrable fog nearby!

A strong wind rose up and swept in all directions.

The forty-five Venerable Ones in the heavens were taken aback, and All Gods in the heavens were also surprised. The white-haired old man frowned, and his eyes gleamed with a mysterious light, as if he were trying to understand something.

For a long time.

The white-haired old man exhaled a breath of stale air, the dim light in his eyes spreading and rippling like ink on water, before speaking in a deep voice:

"Since we have come to respond to the Federation's call to hunt down the World Honored One, regardless of our origins, we shall all be friends."

He did not inquire who the ancestral god mentioned by the eighty-one earth deities was, nor did He make things difficult for them; He simply issued a great Imperial Decree:

"Then you will be permitted to enter the Other Shore World, if you can subdue the World-Honored One."

"They will be able to enjoy the incense offerings from forty-nine cities on the plateau."

Kong Shentong glanced thoughtfully at the white-haired old man, who was being worshipped and received incense offerings, which meant he was recognized by the Federation as a 'Federation Orthodox God'.

Only.

The eighty-one local deities remained expressionless, seemingly indifferent to the so-called incense offerings and the Federation Orthodox God.

They simply stepped forward calmly, stood calmly outside the Other Shore World, and waited calmly for the Heavenly Stele to dim.

"They are almost all transformed from beasts." A powerful being murmured from the sky, sighing, "The earth is unleashing its murderous intent; dragons and snakes are rising from the land."

The Other Shore World, Yin Chang'an.

Zhang Fusheng stood in front of the Taiji Hall, his gaze fixed on the Maitreya Buddha Statue and Maitreya Heavenly Position's round belly, his own Essence, Qi, and Spirit rapidly draining away.

The energy required to open one's "Fiery Golden Eyes" is frighteningly high.

He listened to the telepathic message from True Lord Scarlet Ox, and heard about the changes happening outside the Other Shore World.

At the same time, he stared intently at [Nine Netherworld].

The boundless Nine Netherworlds are hidden within Maitreya's belly, and within Maitreya's belly lies the future.

I see.

That's really how it is.

He gazed at the ancient sage drowning in the Yellow Springs River, at the colossal corpse of Candle Dragon atop Zhong Shan, at the shattered city and the desolate landscape of hell—

These were merely what stirred Zhang Fusheng's heart; what truly moved him was the Nine Netherworlds, or rather, the 'future' that encompassed the Nine Netherworlds.

It emitted countless endless threads, intertwined with cause and effect, yet not limited to cause and effect!

These threads seem to connect directly to every living being, as if calculating their every action and behavior in real time.

This constitutes the most likely future!

The future is indeed uncertain.

However, the future predicted in Maitreya Heavenly Position has a greater than 99% chance of coming true.

However, there are exceptions.

For example, yourself.

There were no special threads connecting them to their bodies.

Zhang Fusheng instantly understood: Maitreya Buddha Ancestor is the Future Buddha, who holds sway over a portion of the future, or rather, holds sway over a portion of the future's potential.

If I'm not mistaken...

The Nine Netherworlds were placed into the possible futures under the control of Maitreya Buddha Ancestor himself.

Even ten thousand years later, inside the Buddha's belly.

However, he himself was not included in the future predicted by Maitreya Buddha Ancestor.

So, here's the question.

Zhang Fusheng remembered very clearly that for Wei Lingzhu, ten thousand years from now,

All my affairs shall forever cease on this [present] day.

For example, if today is January 21st, then for Wei Lingzhu in the future, Zhang Fusheng will no longer exist after January 21st of this year.

If the current timeline advances to January 22nd, then Zhang Fusheng disappeared on January 22nd.

He will never appear in the future.

Just like...

"My future has not been planned, or rather, it has not been customized—or rather, my future cannot be planned."

Zhang Fusheng murmured to himself, his mind crystal clear. There was probably only one reason why he might not be included in the future possibilities!

After all, every possible future has the potential to come true, and if we can plan out what will happen in each possible future,

Then the future truly becomes certain.

Zhang Fusheng naturally realized that only the Daluo, who could transcend time, could escape being predetermined in his future.

Of course, there's also myself.

But why is that?

Before he could think it through, a violent wave of dizziness washed over him; his Essence, Qi, and Spirit were now almost completely depleted.

Helpless, Zhang Fusheng could only shut down his Fiery Golden Eyes. When he looked at Maitreya Heavenly Position again, he could no longer gaze upon the future and the Nine Netherworlds hidden within it.

"Call"

He Pure Qi softly, and under the watchful eyes of the disheveled old man, Li Yiyi, and Luo Cheng, he stepped forward, reached out, and gently patted Yuan Feidao's shoulder three times.

But Yuan Feidao remained motionless and did not wake up.

"That's interesting."

Zhang Fusheng raised an eyebrow and tapped the strings three more times, but strangely, Yuan Feidao still didn't wake up.

What exactly is this guy doing?

Zhang Fusheng carefully observed his state, which seemed to be establishing a subtle connection with the Maitreya Heavenly Position.

But strangely, this behavior was not an attempt to occupy or sit in the Maitreya Heavenly Position.

So what exactly was it that his grandmaster was seeking?

Zhang Fusheng didn't continue thinking—he didn't have much time left.

According to Old Niu's description, more than a hundred Venerables had gathered outside the Other Shore World, all waiting for the Heavenly Stele to be deciphered, all waiting for the Heavenly Stele to dim.

Then, they will all enter the Other Shore World, to hunt themselves!

I am no match for hundreds of Venerable Ones now; one wrong move and I will truly perish.

After much deliberation, Zhang Fusheng had an idea.

He raised his head, glanced at the Taiji Hall with its doors tightly shut, and turned around to say:

"Li Yiyi."

Li Yiyi trembled and spoke with trepidation:

"S-senpai."

She dared not call him Brother Zhang anymore.

Zhang Fusheng said calmly:

"Go forward and try to push open the door of the Taiji Hall."

He had just tried it; his divine sense approached the Taiji Hall, and was immediately suppressed by an extremely tyrannical force.

It's impossible to push open the door to the Taiji Hall!

If the entire Yin Chang'an, built according to the model of Chang'an City, is the mausoleum of the Emperor Tang, then this Taiji Hall should be the main tomb.

Among them, the remains of Li Erfeng are probably buried.

Of course, it is more likely to contain a part of the body or a trace of the true spirit of the Great Emperor Ziwei.

Li Yiyi obediently stepped forward and tried to push open the door of the Taiji Hall, but failed.

She, too, could not budge the palace gates.

Zhang Fusheng raised an eyebrow. Had he misunderstood?

Li Yiyi doesn't seem to be the real key—then who is it?

He thought of Li Erfeng.

As his thoughts raced, Zhang Fusheng suddenly sensed something and saw two figures approaching from a distance.

It was none other than Lin Changle and the Emperor Tang who had followed them.

"Brother Daoist!"

The Emperor Tang bowed respectfully and sighed with a smile:

"See you again, at least."

The Sloppy Old Man and Li Yiyi, among others, were all looking at the middle-aged man with curiosity, as he seemed quite ordinary.

Li Yiyi had met the Emperor Tang before, just outside the Martial Arts Manor.

She always felt a sense of closeness with this middle-aged man, as if they were from the same bloodline.

Before they could even ask, Chongyang World broke away from the Golden Province and fell towards the World Plateau, causing a great upheaval and upheaval.

What do you think of Yin Chang'an?

Lost in thought, Li Yiyi heard the terrifying Senior Zhang speak gently.

The middle-aged man looked around with emotion on his face:

"Exactly the same as the real Chang'an City."

He walked to the side, gently stroked a bronze statue carved in the shape of someone hurrying about in front of the Taiji Hall, and said:

"This is Zhangsun Wuji, and next to him is Wei Zheng."

"Wei Zheng?"

Zhang Fusheng looked them over; they were no different from the other bronze statues.

The Emperor Tang sighed, uttering a string of harsh words, and his expression turned solemn:

"Brother Dao, what do you need me to do now?"

Zhang Fusheng did not answer, but simply pointed towards the Taiji Hall. The Emperor Tang understood immediately, strode forward, placed his hands on the door of the Taiji Hall, and pushed it open with force.

The door swayed, but it didn't actually open.

"Um?"

Emperor Tang frowned and continued to exert force, causing the Taiji Hall gate to shake more violently, but there was no sign of it opening in the slightest.

Zhang Fusheng frowned, because... it wasn't February 9th yet?

Or perhaps, a certain prerequisite hasn't been met yet?

He pondered and thought, the Beginning of the Journey to the West the Beginning of the Journey to the West.

Zhang Fusheng spoke in a deep voice:

"Er Feng, do you see that Maitreya Buddha Statue?"

"Natural sight."

"Do you dare to venture into it?"

Emperor Tang was taken aback:

How do we get in? What's inside?

Zhang Fusheng did not answer, but reached out and beckoned, and the Ancient Bridge slowly emerged amidst the billowing mist.

He had thought it through very clearly: if there was any prerequisite, it was that the Beginning of the Journey to the West had not yet been completed.

To begin the Beginning of the Journey to the West was quite simple.

After the Emperor Tang entered the underworld and returned to the world of the living, he held a grand Buddhist and Daoist ceremony. Brocade Cassock and Nine-Ringed Zen Staff.

All of this is effortless for me now.

The only problem lies in the Emperor Tang's journey to the underworld.

Zhang Fusheng said in a deep voice:

"The place you will eventually reach is inside the Buddha statue. I will use the Helplessness Bridge as a guide to lead you inside, and then I will bring you out from there."

The Emperor Tang nodded without hesitation, but then asked in a deep voice:

"But, fellow Daoist, are our actions at this moment all part of His plan?"

The "He" he spoke of was naturally the [Ziwei the Great Emperor of the Celestial Pole].

Under the bewildered gazes of Li Yiyi and Luo Cheng,

Zhang Fusheng was silent for a moment, then said:

"It's highly likely, but given His Rank/Status, it's impossible for Him to awaken so easily. I suspect His return will occur at the end of His journey to the West."

Emperor Tang was taken aback:

What is the journey to the West?

His memories of the past world ended when he entered the underworld, so he naturally didn't know about the journey to the west.

Zhang Fusheng shook his head, offering no explanation, and simply pulled Li Erfeng onto the Helplessness Bridge.

He turned around and gave the order:

"Chang Le, keep an eye on these three."

"Yes."

The Helplessness Bridge trembled, heading towards Maitreya's belly, but as it approached, Zhang Fusheng sensed immense resistance!

The obstacle wasn't directed at the Helplessness Bridge, nor at the Emperor Tang, but only at himself.

He was surprised and waved to Li Yiyi —who was also not stopped by any resistance.

The future is about rejecting oneself.

After returning Li Yiyi to her original location, Zhang Fusheng attempted to forcefully break through this barrier. Behind him, a great sun appeared, revealing ten sacred Cave Heaven.

But no matter what, it always falls short by just a little bit!

"To overcome the obstacles, my Law Power and status are sufficient; what I lack is the Fruit Position."

Zhang Fusheng realized that he must first achieve Ascension to Divinity.

In the end, it all comes back to the two words "Ascension to Divinity".

"Er Feng, I'm afraid I can't accompany you inside. You should go in first."

Zhang Fusheng stepped off the Helplessness Bridge and spoke in a low voice:

"Be careful."

The Emperor Tang solemnly nodded, and then, along with the Helplessness Bridge, he disappeared into Maitreya's belly.

Zhang Fusheng carefully sensed the surroundings and, after confirming that he could indeed summon the Emperor Tang at any time, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

There's no need to knock on the Gate of the Past.

Only

He discerned cause and effect, yet discovered that the Destiny Event of the Emperor Tang's entry into the underworld was not directly completed; it seemed something was still missing.

"Is it because I didn't stay long enough?"

Zhang Fusheng's thoughts raced. Should he just wait?

But the Heavenly Stele could dim at any moment, and hundreds of Venerable Ones could enter at any time—even if he could hide there, what about the others?

If Gaotian City is destroyed, it will be difficult to rebuild it.

Not to mention, Nuwa and her parents are still outside.

After much thought, Zhang Fusheng had an idea. He turned around and stared at Lin Changle:

"Chang Le, come forward."

Lin Changle quickly stepped forward and bowed respectfully, while the three disheveled old men shrank back and watched.

Zhang Fusheng looked her up and down, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke calmly:

"Now that I have bestowed upon you the title of Guanyin, you should go and do some things to let the world know that you are Guanyin, that you are a Bodhisattva."

The disheveled old man was startled—a Bodhisattva?

Imperial conferment of the title of Bodhisattva?

Zhang Fusheng stared at Lin Changle, who was nodding emphatically, and pointed:

"I will then grant you the power to command the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array on earth, and further bestow upon you the Bodhi Thought the Ten Directions, and—"

His expression grew increasingly solemn. With a thought, a stream of chaotic mist flowed out, and an old man emerged from it.

True Person.

Zhang Fusheng then continued:

"Furthermore, I will lend you incredible abilities. I want you to stand guard at the gateway to the Other Shore World and intercept all the gods who wish to enter."

"Until I wake up."

"Are you willing?"

Under the heavenly voice, Lin Changle did not hesitate at all and performed a deep bow:

"I do!"

"Good."

A smile blossomed on Zhang Fusheng's face. The 'True Person' beside him sketched light and shadow, constructing the Great Contract, and then the Great Contract was established.

The contents of the Great Contract are very simple.

Zhang Fusheng 'borrowed' all his essence, energy, and spirit—exceeding the limits of Heavenly Human Limit —from Lin Changle.

To Ascension to Divinity, all that's needed is the cultivation level of Heavenly Human Limit at its limit.

After Ascension to Divinity, one can simply retrieve one's essence Essence, Qi, and Spirit, and spirit.

Even after Ascension to Divinity, it might not just be about Ascension to Divinity —if Lin Changle could intercept hundreds of Heavenly Venerables for a brief moment,

The Myriad Gods Cult will surely take note of this, and I will then directly contact the Myriad Gods Cult to obtain forty to fifty thousand years of spiritual cultivation from the Myriad Gods Cult's All Gods.

Making bento boxes is a breeze.

At that time, the time for enlightenment under the Bodhi Tree will be completed in an instant!

A vast power was stripped from Zhang Fusheng's body.

It is his Essence, Qi, and Spirit, energy, and spirit; it is the ten sacred Cave Heaven he cultivated; it is the Saint Golden Body; it is the Scripture of the Bull Demon King Who Pacifies Heaven.

Aside from the Primordial Scripture, Zhang Fusheng gave him everything he could.

He could feel his life level plummeting, and he was losing his ten-thousand-year-old Refining Spirit status!

Lin Changle's body shone with Immortal Light, and his cultivation level skyrocketed, reaching the Innate Realm! Celestial Person! Beyond Celestial Person!

She has become Him, infinitely approaching the realm of the Venerable One—no, she has already stepped halfway into the realm of the Venerable One, she is a false Venerable One!

Zhang Fusheng only retained the cultivation level of the Heavenly Human Limit for himself, but the problem is that at his peak, he was countless times stronger than the Heavenly Human Limit.

Therefore, even without a portion of the power at the pinnacle of the Heavenly Human Limit, the Essence, Qi, and Spirit, and spirit he extracted were still incredibly vast, still standing at the level of a pseudo-Venerable.

At this moment, Lin Changle resembled a true Bodhisattva, with Great Sun Halo rising behind his head and brilliant golden lamps appearing in his eyes—a display of great compassion, great purity, and great light!

He spoke in a low voice:

"Go, go."

"Go and retrieve the Nine-Ringed Zen Staff, and don the Brocade Cassock, to guard the border of the Other Shore World."

"Let the world know that you are the Great Compassion Guanyin."

Lin Changle bowed.

Zhang Fusheng then turned around and resolutely stepped into the [Dimensional Convergence Point].

Today, Ascension to Divinity.

(More to come later)