Arrival! You're Using the Underworld to Scheme Against the Master of Nine Nether?

Taiji Hall.

The Ziwei the Great Emperor of the Celestial Pole, slowly opened his eyes, waved his hand, and the palace doors slammed shut. Even the attendant who came to announce Guanyin's entry into the city was directly dismissed.

He sat alone on the great throne, his expression somber as water, his eyelids slightly lowered.

The candles on both sides of the Taiji Hall flickered.

The Northern Emperor sat silently, and then sat still.

For a very long time.

He exhaled a soft breath, his face dark and uncertain, and murmured to himself:

"Besides Tianpeng, who else could it be?"

"Nothing has been found yet." A creature emerged from the shadows, appearing to be a pure, radiant sun.

It said respectfully:

"This is an exchange between Tianpeng and the World Honored One's messenger."

The light and shadow emerged, reflecting the words exchanged between Lin Changle and Li Xiuyuan.

The Northern Emperor silently observed everything, then suddenly asked:

"Does Li Jing wish to see me?"

"No," the sunlight said softly. "My lord, is there a problem with Li Jing?"

The Northern Emperor's expression was inscrutable, and he quietly spoke:

"He is in the Eight Sceneries Palace."

"It seems that the fellow Daoist from the Eight Sceneries Palace is using him as a pawn, one Li Jing and the other as Tianpeng."

"However, this method is a bit too crude."

Listening to the Northern Emperor's words, the sunlight seemed to be deep in thought:

"Rough?"

Indeed.

The Northern Emperor lowered his eyelids, his eyes unfathomable.

"Among all the Supreme Beings, the one in the Eight Sceneries Palace appears the least and interferes the least in worldly affairs, advocating non-action."

"But."

After a pause, the Northern Emperor's voice suddenly became sharp:

"But He is also the most skilled strategist among all the Supreme Beings, never personally taking action or showing His face, but simply going with the flow and letting things take their course."

"Yet He was able to weave together grand schemes, making the course of heaven and earth follow His will."

The sunlight seemed to have realized:

"So, the one in the Eight Sceneries Palace now is not the real Him?"

The Northern Emperor pondered for a moment, nodded, but then shook his head:

"I dare not be certain."

He sighed softly:

"The Supreme Beings are the most difficult to fathom. Their unusual behavior and the flaws they reveal may just be part of their schemes."

"Throughout history, in Supreme Beings defied the heavens and challenged the supreme rulers; this has happened a total of 1,008 times."

"And all 1,008 instances of resistance against the Supreme Beings were orchestrated by the Supreme Beings."

Hearing the Northern Emperor's words, the sunlight fell silent, and softly sighed:

"To rebel against the supreme, to rebel against the Heaven's Will, is itself the will of Heaven's Will."

"Yes."

The Northern Emperor nodded, but his expression grew even more profound, as if recalling a past event:

"That year, the world rebelled against Heaven. I sat in the Hall of Miraculous Mist and heard the Jade Emperor say, 'They will only be allowed to attack Heavenly Court after ten sunsets.'"

"And so, it was truly after sunset ten times that the rebels finally arrived at the Heavenly Court."

"The so-called rebellion against the Supreme Beings is itself the will of the Supreme Beings. They are destiny, the will of Heaven's Will, and the rules themselves."

The great radiance of the sun trembled slightly, seemingly terrified by the terror of the Supreme Beings.

After a long while, it asked:

"If that's the case, my lord, how then can you attain supreme enlightenment?"

The Northern Emperor lowered his eyes, his knuckles lightly tapping the air, falling silent with each soft 'tap'.

For a long, long time.

He suddenly looked up at the empty void, stared intently, and spoke firmly:

In the very beginning, there were only two Supreme Beings in the world.

"They contend and struggle with each other, and in order to suppress one another, they create more Supreme Beings to aid themselves."

"Thus, in the struggle among the Supreme Beings, one new Supreme Beings was born."

"To resist the supreme, one must first become the supreme."

"To become supreme, one must first submit to supreme."

"Only by letting them see your value and actively entering their game can you have even the slightest chance to attain supreme power and become the one who wields the pieces."

The deep voice echoed in the Taiji Hall, echoed in the void, and also echoed around the Nine-Ringed Zen Staff and the Brocade Cassock.

"Alright, return these two treasures to Tianpeng. I'm not going to embezzle such a small trinket from him."

"Yes, my lord."

The Other Shore Mountain.

The World-Honored Tathagata sat quietly in his thatched hut, listening intently to the Northern Emperor's every word through the connections of cause and effect and the hidden hand he had left on the Nine-Ringed Zen Staff.

Everything was originally isolated; nothing could be heard or seen.

But accompanied by a series of 'thuds',

The isolation seemed to ripple, briefly breaking through, allowing him to hear the other party's words, to hear First Seat remarks about the Supreme Beings, and even to see the Northern Emperor sitting upright in the Taiji Hall.

"He deliberately made me hear it, made the World Honored One hear it."

The World Honored One of the Other Shore Mountain and the Heavenly Venerable of the Eight Sceneries Palace uttered the same whisper.

Zhang Fusheng sat cross-legged before the prayer mat, his gaze deep and unfathomable. Why would the Northern Emperor suddenly utter such words?

"Does He think that the World-Honored Tathagata, is also a pawn of Taiqing?"

"Is He reminding us, or is He warning us? Does He believe that we can turn the World-Honored Tathagata?"

As he murmured, Zhang Fusheng exhaled heavily, his eyes sparkling.

"To oppose the supreme, one must first submit to the supreme..."

Shaking his head to suppress the thought, Zhang Fusheng, in his True Person persona, continued to listen to Shen Baobao's prayer.

Every word and phrase was taken to heart.

"The Tushita Palace is opened for a quarter of an hour every morning and evening."

Zhang Fusheng muttered to himself, sorting through the information he had obtained from Shen Baobao.

"There was a stove in the palace, burning brightly, and figures lined up on both sides of the stove, fanning and fanning the flames."

"Sounding like this, it seems to be the Eight Trigrams Furnace. And who is fanning the flames? Golden Horn or Silver Horn?"

"Laojun is definitely not among them."

After much deliberation, Zhang Fusheng, in his True Person form, drafted the Imperial Decree.

A divine essence was bestowed upon Shen Baobao out of thin air, and the Imperial Decree stated that she should continue to observe the Dao Palace within the ruins.

Then, he calmed himself down and reached out to stroke it.

The four divine remains emerged in the void.

The Buddha's corpse was solemn, the Emperor's corpse was heavy.

"Bodhi's corpse does indeed look much more imposing than the other three divine remains, giving it a similar feel to the head of the Eastern Emperor."

Zhang Fusheng murmured:

"In this light, Bodhi is likely the Supreme Beings, and the corpses of the Joyful Buddha Corpse, the Longevity Emperor Corpse, and the Gouchen Emperor Corpse are naturally all the remains of the Daluo."

He rubbed his temples, observing carefully. He could see dense, illusory golden lines between the skin of the four divine remains.

These gold threads intertwine like a woven net.

It seems that the remains of the gods are being sealed away tightly.

Otherwise, a corpse of this level would likely be suppressed to death by even a wisp of residual energy!

Similarly, without these golden threads, even if those four legendary beings hadn't revived from their remains, such divine remains wouldn't have been possible.

New consciousness should also emerge from it.

"The four great corpses appeared simultaneously in a lower-level universe, along with the head of the Eastern Emperor..."

Zhang Fusheng stroked his chin, knowing that asking Donghuang would likely yield no answers.

The other party will also use the same rhetoric to shut you down—saying too much, knowing too much, will be noticed by other Supreme Beings.

"What to do with these four bones is a troublesome matter."

Zhang Fusheng murmured, attempting to draw upon the Six Ding Divine Fire to temper the body. This divine fire could indeed slowly refine away the divine remains—besides the Bodhi Buddha Corpse, it also indirectly indicated that the Bodhi Buddha Corpse reached a 'higher level'.

But the bigger problem is that he simply can't control the Six Ding Divine Fire.

The divine remains melted away in the Six Ding Divine Fire.

The problem is, those illusory golden threads that suppress and bind the divine remains are also melting away!

Zhang Fusheng dared not gamble on which one could be refined faster.

"The Six Ding Divine Fire alone is insufficient to refine a divine body, but what about the Eight Trigrams Furnace?"

Zhang Fusheng thought of the [Tushita Palace] deep within the ruins of the starry sky.

He suppressed the urge to go directly to the depths of the starry sky; his immediate priority was still to Mountain River Society and Country Diagram.

The ruins are there, but they haven't yet attracted the attention of powerful figures. However, the Mountain River Society and Country Diagram is a different story.

Zhang Fusheng examined the words of Chen Nuanyu and the Buddhist disciple who were using prayer and sacrifice to appeal to the 'True Person'.

Both of them wanted to seek help from the True Person and privately contact the other members to resolve their predicaments.

The former is a Venerable One and a Great Power hidden within the heart, while the latter is plotting to reverse the body of [Six-Armed Mahakala] and 'seize' his body.

But similarly,

Both of them mentioned that they were currently in the capital, and the reason for going there was the same.

"In both Western Sect and the Mandala System, there are resurrected spirits. These spirits from the old world have deduced an unparalleled Supreme Treasure, which is currently in the capital."

Zhang Fusheng murmured, his gaze deep and insightful, discerning cause and effect. Although he could not fully observe everything, he could roughly sense what was going on.

The special Supreme Treasure referred to by both religions is the Mountain River Society and Country Diagram.

"The journey to the capital will not be peaceful."

After silently sensing the situation outside for a moment, it was still half a day before the Starry Sky Ship arrived in the capital.

Zhang Fusheng wasn't in a hurry to return to his true self, but instead quietly examined his current situation.

"The most direct difference between a powerful being and a venerable one lies in their mastery of heaven and earth."

"A powerful being can completely merge a realm or universe into himself, sinking into the divine realm and the Ancestral Aperture between his eyebrows. In addition to borrowing the immense power of the realm or universe, he can also use it to communicate with the true Great Heaven and Earth."

Zhang Fusheng silently sensed the terrifying power within his own body, his eyes shining brightly.

His brow quietly opened, and there was no longer an empty space, but the vast universe, slowly rising and falling!

"Myriad Worlds are beneath the True Great Heaven and Earth. Although the current True Universe and Different Dimension are merely fragments of the Great Heaven and Earth and Earth, they are still far beyond what the Myriad Worlds can compare to."

Zhang Fusheng stroked his chin, the space between his eyebrows subtly rotating.

"Those at the Great Power realm can influence and manipulate the Great Heaven and Earth to a certain extent through the realms they have refined."

"Therefore, their Golden Mouth Jade Words, almost like law, and they can also temporarily distort some rules to a slight degree."

"I can even say that I can weave the fate and destiny of mortals."

Zhang Fusheng let out Pure Qi. Now, even with all his strength,

The universe is vast and immense, and with the addition of the Three Lights Divine Water, etc.

"Within the same realm, I should be invincible."

"Even Great Divine Ability User is still above me."

Great Divine Ability User has already reached another Fruit Position of attainment. The difference between them and a truly great being is equivalent to the difference between a Venerable and Celestial Person!

" Those with Great Divine Ability User can establish 'heavenly Iron Rule the earth,' just as the white-haired old man forbade the sword's edge that day."

Zhang Fusheng warned himself not to directly confront those with Great Divine Ability User.

"As for cultivation at the level of great power..."

"It won't be too long."

The immortal herbs he cultivated himself were far superior to those of ordinary powerful beings. Only after he had fully integrated with the universe he had refined and the Great Heaven and Earth and earth) could he truly achieve this.

The time will come when one attains Great Divine Ability User!

"Now that I have just entered the realm of great power, thanks to the immortal medicine that has sustained me and the nearly symbiotic cultivation that occurred nineteen years earlier, I have already directly connected with one-tenth of the Great Heaven and Earth."

"When the connection is fully realized, the universe can merge into the Great Heaven and Earth, and that will be the time to break through!"

"One year."

"I need to get all of this done within a year!"

Thoughts swirled and turned, but ultimately returned to silence.

Zhang Fusheng stood up, walked to the edge of the Eight Sceneries Palace, and gazed at the Three Realms of the Divine Realm.

The figures in the Guanghan Palace were illusory, and the phantom of the Ancestor of Land Immortals was once again reflected in the Five Villages Temple.

The ancient sages within the Nine Netherworlds are still struggling and unable to communicate.

He raised his head, gazing at the Great Universe that had transformed into an ancient star, at the orderly existence of all beings within it, and at Zhang Xuelan, who appeared to be a remnant of the [Great Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole].

Gazing upon the [Primal Human Ancestor's body] Great Treasury Land.

In a sense, that is one's True Self Incarnation.

Zhang Fusheng was in no hurry to dig it out—it was a backup plan that [Empress Nüwa] had left for herself.

"Let it continue to be nurtured and nourished."

He sighed softly and recited the name of the original being.

Starry Sky Ship.

"Sister Duo'er, don't be angry, don't be angry."

In the restaurant, Cui Wending comforted him:

"That guy surnamed Dao is just a country bumpkin, dressed in coarse hemp clothes and straw sandals, wearing a straw hat. He's from the Golden Province, so it's normal that he doesn't know etiquette. After all, he's an outsider!"

"Angry?"

Cui Liuduo put a spoonful of the thick soup made from the miraculous medicine of heaven and earth into her mouth, and her pores opened up, and her whole body felt relaxed and comfortable.

She said calmly:

"I wouldn't get angry over such a small matter. Besides, this guy in hemp clothing is no ordinary person."

Cui Wending was stunned for a moment:

"Not simple? How so?"

Cui Liuduo raised her long, snow-white neck, a hint of inquiry flashing across her face:

"I thought about it again. Why would my great-grandfather let someone from another family take the Rank/Status of Cui Honghu and Cui Qianyuan and participate in the Ten Hopes Competition in their place?"

"And"

Cui Liuduo raised an eyebrow:

"I returned to the cabin several times before, staying for a total of one hour. During that hour, the clan elder looked at me seven times."

"But I read the Dao Venerate thirty-three times."

Cui Wending stared in disbelief, then a thought suddenly popped into his head:

"Sister Duo'er, do you think this guy surnamed Dao might be our Cui family's trump card or backup plan?"

"The trump card?"

Cui Liuduo first snorted coldly, but then fell silent.

She was nurtured with abundant resources by the Cui family and was hailed as the Cui family's top prodigy of her generation; she certainly wasn't a fool.

All signs indicate that that guy is probably the Cui family's trump card.

Perhaps, by keeping it hidden all this time, they were waiting for the fierce competition to begin.

But.

Cui Liuduo raised her long neck again and spoke quietly:

"I am confident that I am never inferior to my peers."

"That person is truly a trump card that the Cui family has carefully concealed. He is indeed superior to me now, and I am confident that I can surpass him."

Cui Wending stared blankly at the spirited Sister Duo'er.

The restaurant's cabin door suddenly rose.

The two glanced sideways and saw the young man in coarse linen clothes walking in with a girl named Banished Immortal Rabbit who looked like a banished immortal.

The clan elder and Cui Wendao both followed behind.

We're almost at the capital.

The elder smiled and said:

"That pot of Hundred Marvels Soup should be ready by now. Everyone should have a taste and give it a boost. Even last-minute cramming can be useful!"

He gave two instructions, and the servants quickly carried a small pot of medicinal soup to the table.

"The Hundred Marvels Soup!"

The elder smiled:

"It is made by boiling together a hundred kinds of rare and precious medicinal herbs. Just this small pot is enough to buy the land of three or four cities!"

Zhang Fusheng led Ruan Yutu to sit down in the extremely spacious ship's dining room, where they looked at the small pot of Hundred Marvels Soup.

Even now, he can't help but marvel at the profound heritage of the Cui family.

Hundreds of miraculous medicinal herbs.

Miraculous medicines from heaven and earth are rare and hard to come by; I've only seen two kinds on my journey so far.

One was the original Qi and Blood Elixir, and the other was the White Bone Lotus Seed that Shi Zhengyuan could add to a century's worth of Mental Accumulation —both were low-grade miraculous medicines.

This soup is made with only the finest ingredients.

One dose of superior medicine is equivalent to a hundred doses of inferior medicine.

"Come, come, let's divide the soup!" The elder smiled and divided a small pot of soup into five portions, one bowl for each of the five 'young people'.

As for himself, he didn't even have a single bite.

Cui Wending couldn't help but glance at the girl named Jade Rabbit, but ultimately swallowed the words he was about to say.

He didn't bother to ask why the girl got a bowl—he wasn't about to do something that would needlessly offend people!

Besides, this girl is simply too stunning.

Shaking his head, Cui Wending carefully picked up the bowl, took a sip, and his whole body shuddered.

In an instant, the energy flowed through his limbs and bones, and warmth surged from his toes to the top of his head, making Essence, Qi, and Spirit feel even more powerful!

Before he could take another sip, he heard a 'thud' and instinctively looked to the side.

It was the young man in hemp clothing who placed the empty bowl on the table.

He drank it all in one gulp.

"What a waste," Cui Wending muttered, then realized something was amiss.

I took a sip, and I felt like I was about to ascend to heaven.

That guy surnamed Dao drank a whole bowl, and he's acting like nothing happened!

Cui Liuduo, who was standing nearby, also noticed this, and her pupils contracted slightly.

The restaurant fell silent.

Before long, everyone had finished the Hundred Marvels Soup in their bowls.

The elder coughed and said softly:

"We'll arrive in the capital in no more than half an hour—it will be nighttime when we get there, so everyone be careful."

After a moment, his expression turned serious:

"After nightfall, do not walk on the streets, especially in the area two thousand feet below."

Two thousand feet down?

Zhang Fusheng was surprised. What kind of descriptive word is this?

The question had barely formed in his mind when the cause and effect resonated, and heaven and earth provided the answer.

Zhang Fusheng suddenly realized that the capital was actually a city built on top of a giant pillar.

From bottom to top, it is a full eight thousand feet long.

Therefore, the capital was divided into districts of 1,000 zhang each, plus the floating islands above 8,000 zhang on the side of the pillar-like structure, making a total of nine districts.

But what is that columnar object?

A new doubt arose in Zhang Fusheng's mind, but this time, heaven and earth did not provide an answer—there was a great secret hidden in this matter.

Or perhaps this thing is of a very high and noble status.

He was even more puzzled and went so far as to calculate the cause and effect—and obtained the answer with ease.

"Jianmu Tree."

Zhang Fusheng murmured to himself, his eyes slightly unfathomable.

It turned out to be the legendary Jianmu Tree.

Jianmu Tree, a tree that reaches to heaven, is a bridge connecting heaven, earth, humanity, and the divine.

As his thoughts raced, he heard Cui Wendao a question from beside him:

"After nightfall, one is not allowed to wander the streets. Is there perhaps a curfew in the capital?"

That's not the case.

The elder's expression hardened slightly, and he said in a low voice:

"The capital belongs to the people by day, and to the ghosts by night."

"A ghost?!" Cui Wendao, his eyes widening. Zhang Fusheng's interest was piqued again. A ghost?

Similarly, since Heaven and Earth could not answer this question for him, he could only listen quietly.

The elder nodded slightly and said in a deep voice:

"The authorities have never explicitly proven it, but that doesn't mean it doesn't exist—the fact is, every night after nightfall..."

In the capital, especially in the area two thousand feet below, there are legendary underworld lands where fierce gods and evil spirits roam.

Above the underworld, there are Ghost Market and even Ghost City!

After a short while,

The elder exhaled a breath of stale air:

"But for some reason, the capital has always turned a blind eye to the Netherworld. There are rumors that the Netherworld is the work of an existence above the level of a Great Divine Ability User."

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, even Zhang Fusheng was slightly surprised.

Above the Great Divine Ability User?

A True Saint of the Fourth Realm of Divine Path?

Or perhaps it refers to a Celestial Venerable or Buddha at the fifth level of the Divine Path?

This is getting interesting.

"All in all."

The elder looked around and gave instructions:

"Every night, especially in the area two thousand feet below the ground, some people always mistakenly enter the underworld."

"Some people obtained Great Opportunity within it, and when they appeared during the day, they soared to great heights."

"But many more remained there forever. It is still rumored that even gods were lost there!"

"Even some perished within it!"

A slight Silence Below over the restaurant, everyone somewhat uneasy—except, of course, Zhang Fusheng and Ruan Yutu.

The latter scoffed at the so-called underworld—ghosts?

The Buddha Ancestor is sitting beside him!

As for Zhang Fusheng himself, he vaguely realized that this so-called underworld might be a Great Opportunity.

"The true identity of the Central Extreme Cult Master should have been revealed to the world long ago."

This thought flashed through Zhang Fusheng's mind.

The Cui Clan Elder then said:

"We, the various Lineage from outside who are vying for the top ten honors, have all been arranged to live two thousand feet below."

"It might be related to the underworld. After all, if some of the contestants were to fall into the underworld, it would be a good thing for those powerful Aristocratic Clan who grew up in the capital."

As they were talking.

The Starry Sky Ship trembled slightly—the capital city was approaching.

In the capital city.

It is higher than the Eight Thousand Zhang Zone, suspended on a floating island beside the [Jianmu Tree].

"The news has arrived."

From one of the ten most prominent Aristocratic Clan of the previous generation.

Someone personally wrote the newspaper:

"The most threatening Cui family is about to arrive. In addition, our spies have sent word that this time the Cui family has sent a Book Holder, a young fellow named Cui Wendao, who is carrying the [Book of Life and Death]."

After a moment's pause, the servant cautiously asked:

"Should we arrange for someone to ambush and kill the Cui family's entourage outside the capital?"

The elderly man, who had been sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes.

He said calmly:

"Robbery and murder are too despicable and Non-Self in the style of the Meng Clan."

His aura was at the Venerable level, yet he bowed as if he were a middle-aged man in servant's attire.

"Yes, Master."

After a pause, the middle-aged man cautiously continued:

"Furthermore, our informant also sent word that the Cui family seems to have a trump card up their sleeve for this competition."

"He is a man of a different surname, named Dao Venerate."

"What's the name?" The old man frowned and looked to the side, and even Kong Shentong, who had come to visit, looked up in surprise.

Dao Venerate??

What a grand name!

Kong Shentong played with the exquisite pagoda in his hand, marveling at it.

"Dao Venerate? Is his name Dao Venerate, or does he take Dao as his surname and Zun as his given name?"

The venerable one answered cautiously:

"According to the message from the spy, it's the Dao surname and the honorable name."

Kong Shentong exclaimed, and the spirit of Nezha inside the exquisite pagoda raised its head. This name was indeed a bit too grand.

The old man raised his eyebrows and said:

"Go on."

The Venerable One nodded:

"According to Anzi, that young man Dao Venerate is most likely the Cui family's trump card, as he drank the entire bowl of Hundred Marvels Soup in one gulp without changing his expression."

"Perhaps... he is a top-tier Celestial Person."

The old man and Kong Shentong were both slightly moved.

The Celestial Person were insignificant to these two Great Divine Ability User.

But those participating in the Ten Hopes Competition are all young men and women under thirty, and top-tier Celestial Person under thirty?

That's a bit scary.

"A member of the Cui family could actually possess such a prodigy?"

Kong Shentong clicked his tongue:

"The Ten Hopes Competition, and those who have achieved success through Secret Method or initiation are not allowed to participate."

"A Celestial Person who has cultivated step by step through solid practice, reaching the level of a celestial being in his twenties, is extremely rare, even among the Kong-Meng Families, isn't there very few like him?"

The elderly man surnamed Meng nodded slightly.

"Brother Kong is right. The most outstanding young member of our Meng Clan is only at the initial stage of the Celestial Person. What virtue or ability does the Cui family possess to have such a prodigy?"

Kong Shentong stroked his chin:

"I was thinking of ordering my men to ambush and kill the Cui family. A Book of Life and Death, a Qilin child—the threat is far too great. But never mind."

He smiled:

"We, the Confucian and Mencian schools, uphold benevolence and righteousness; we must not commit robbery and murder. That's right."

Kong Shentong's smile suddenly vanished, and he asked expressionlessly:

"If I remember correctly, the Aristocratic Clan from outside who are vying for the top ten positions are all assigned to the lower two thousand zhang, right?"

The Venerable One bowed:

"That's exactly right, Senior Kong."

"Um."

Kong Shentong casually said:

"Let the Cui clan wander around in the underworld created by that great man himself."

The old man surnamed Meng smiled:

"Is there Great Opportunity in the underworld?"

Kong Shentong also laughed heartily:

"Doesn't this further demonstrate the benevolence of our two families?"

The two Great Divine Ability User exchanged glances, then both moved on from this unimportant topic.

The venerable one accepted the order, bowed, and quietly took his leave.

After he left.

Kong Shentong sealed the exquisite pagoda, blocking the true spirit within from perceiving the outside world, before speaking:

"Old Meng, how's the New Heaven Ceremony going for your Tianli Faction?"

"Not at all."

The old man surnamed Meng shook his head and sighed:

"To change the old world with a new one is difficult, difficult, difficult!"

Kong Shentong licked his lips, his eyes shining brightly:

"But I have news that a special Supreme Treasure seems to have appeared in the capital."

"With this, perhaps your Tianli Faction's new heaven can truly become [the Azure Heaven]!"

The elderly man surnamed Meng's expression turned solemn:

Is this really true?

"Most likely!" Kong Shentong nodded. "If we're really unsure, we can have your grandson, who's the headmaster, perform the sacrifice and inquire about the Supreme Heavenly Position, wouldn't that solve the problem?"

The elderly man surnamed Meng shook his head:

"That brat doesn't know that our Meng Clan is the master of the Tianli Faction."

Kong Shentong laughed:

"Why don't you just rephrase it?"

The elderly man surnamed Meng pondered for a moment, then finally nodded:

"That works, if the result is true."

A brilliant light shone in His eyes.

The Starry Sky Ship slowly arrived at the 'checkpoint' outside the capital.

Zhang Fusheng, accompanied by Ruan Yutu and the others, disembarked from the large ship, and suddenly raised an eyebrow.

There must be a reason behind every sudden impulse.

Who would have the time or inclination to scheme against themselves?

Zhang Fusheng wasn't alarmed, because this sudden impulse was very minor, and his intuition hadn't given him any warning.

In fact, instead of issuing a warning, they were actually overjoyed?

"Does this mean that this unknown scheme is more auspicious than inauspicious for me?"

Zhang Fusheng seemed thoughtful, but didn't dwell on it further. Since it was auspicious rather than inauspicious, he decided to let things take their course.

Standing alongside the Cui family in the inspection area, they watched the iron curtain fall.

He suddenly frowned, sensing something terrifying staring at him!

Are they the Monster-Revealing Mirror and the Haotian Mirror?

Zhang Fusheng's thoughts shifted, and his expression turned slightly solemn.

Divine Ability; the stars Shift Stars.

Divine Ability, Body Flying and Traces Entrusted!

The Shift Stars and changing constellations alter celestial secrets and destiny, weaving a false past.

By Body Flying and Traces Entrusted, blurring the lines between reality and illusion, one can conceal their cultivation level from the outside world.

The combined power of the two Great Divine Ability, along with the [All Things Are Empty],

The palpitation caused by the forced insight of something terrifying suddenly dissipated.

As expected, nothing was captured in the photo.

"Inspection complete."

As the staff announced, the iron curtain slowly rose, revealing the entire city built on the [Jianmu Tree] tree to Zhang Fusheng.

It was nighttime.

The moon hangs high in the sky, and the stars shine brightly. In the capital—or rather, the Heavenly Capital—a hazy, gloomy atmosphere prevails.

It's almost midnight.

The elder whispered:

"We need to get to our accommodations quickly."

Just then, a flying car arrived. Zhang Fusheng, who had intended to separate from the Cui family, suddenly frowned and stopped in his tracks.

He looked with great interest at the driver in the hovercar.

This guy... isn't human.

The body was scattered, but the Soul Spirit was clearly a vengeful ghost—not a vengeful ghost of the mortal world, but one with a very ancient and weathered aura.

A vengeful ghost from ancient times, perhaps even a remnant of a bygone era.

"So, the guy who plotted against me used the Underworld to harm me?"

"Is this a vehicle heading towards the underworld?"

Zhang Fusheng murmured to himself, a strange look appearing on his face. Using the Netherworld to scheme against the Master of Nine Nether?

No wonder I had this sudden urge; my intuition tells me it's auspicious, not ominous.

The vengeful ghosts of the past—this underworld is truly a place I must visit.

Zhang Fusheng smiled and boarded the floating vehicle along with Cui Liuduo, Cui Wending, and others.