The ruins of Mount Junya.
Golden light suddenly blazed from Liu Zezheng's internal organs.
It was neither the light of Artifact Treasures nor that of spiritual objects, but the light of the Primordial Spirit hidden deep within his Three Hun and Seven Po.
The golden light shone through his organs like dawn breaking, gradually tinting his jade skin with the color of blood. In an instant, the humanoid jade statue returned to flesh and blood. At the same time, Liu Zezheng opened his eyes once more, examining his Dharma Body and the Golden Position [Golden Palace Sand] far off on the horizon.
Only now was he truly Liu Zezheng, Crown Prince of the Wen Kingdom.
Liu Zezheng briefly recalled what had happened and immediately understood. His current circumstances came as no surprise.
Or rather, everything was proceeding exactly as he had anticipated.
As the Crown Prince of a kingdom, he had attained the rank of Celestial Person despite the suppression of the Wen River Deng Clan. How could he possibly be a fool? How could he have failed to notice the problem with the "Myriad Treasures Nod True Scripture"?
At this point, there was no other way. Only one word could break the deadlock.
Fight!
Fight against a True Lord, and fight against himself!
Without fighting, he would die. If he won, he would ascend to the position of True Lord and endure forever!
Thus, he had found two unorthodox, sinister methods. One could temporarily refine his Primordial Spirit and souls into Pre-Heaven Artifact Treasures as an offering; the other could sever his Primordial Spirit and souls.
After making all these preparations, he waited until a True Lord came to his door-[True Lord Ceased Light Punishes Thoughts]. Willingly striking a bargain to become his chess piece, he fabricated a history