Secret Buyer

Chapter 589 - 356: The Path of Hunyuan

Peering into the cultivation path ahead.

"In other words, theoretically, at most, there can be seventy-two Supremes existing simultaneously—of course, the Supremes would not allow that many Supremes to be born."

Zhang Fusheng’s face revealed a smile. He already had one foot into the domain of the Great Divine Power User,

yet the reason he had not attempted to fully step into it was not only because the cultivation stored in the contract was insufficient,

but also because he had not yet decided which path he should take.

Fuli is not the "Way."

And now, the sword path and the water nature great way he mastered?

Although formidable, and the latter could even reach the Supreme Fruit Position, ultimately it was not his desire—but now, things were different.

Zhang Fusheng gently stroked the large cyan stone at the center of the mountain peak that displayed the "Way of Primordial Chaos."

What is Primordial Chaos?

In chaos, a void is born, within the void, transforms to nothingness, dividing into the three qì of Mysterious, Origin, and Beginning,

which in chaos, generates the Grand Void, evolving through ’non-being produces being, being produces void,’ forming heaven, earth, and humanity,

ultimately presenting the grand universe spectacle of ’clarity forming heaven, turbidity congealing into earth, and union forming humans.’

In other words, Primordial Chaos is the state before the existence of all things, where everything is still in a chaotic state.

In other words.

"The Way of Primordial Chaos encompasses everything..."

Zhang Fusheng first smiled, thinking this path was quite suitable for him, and no Immortal God in mythological stories had walked this Way of Primordial Chaos,

so he had no ’competitors.’

For instance, the Primordial Celestial Venerable and the Past Adornment Buddha were vying to be the transformation of the past and beginning,

while the Supreme and Shakyamuni Tathagata were competing to be the transformation of the present and continuation—the great way must contend.

But Zhang Fusheng’s smile quickly disappeared.

"The Way of Primordial Chaos... isn’t it identical to the ultimate target of the Fuli Chapter?"

"Encompassing everything, including everything."

Zhang Fusheng fell silent, suddenly contemplating whether his anchoring of this unknown Immortal Mountain and seeing the external manifestation of various ways, this cyan stone manifesting Primordial Chaos,

was due to fate, or was it...

The arrangement of the Supremes?

Having cultivated to this point, with such events, he no longer believed in coincidences.

"So, is all of this still within your schemes?"

Zhang Fusheng murmured to himself, looking towards the distant Eight Sceneries Palace, a bitter smile on his face.

What exactly do The Three Pristine Ones want him to do?

What exactly are they scheming from him?

He did not know.

But that feeling of everything being predetermined... it truly was unpleasant.

Zhang Fusheng stood in front of the large cyan stone, quietly gazing at the externally manifested Way of Primordial Chaos from the stone,

he did not impulsively choose a small path for his future road; doing so could indeed thwart one of The Three Pristine Ones’ plans, but the cost would be far too great.

"Perhaps this is also part of your scheme?"

"You know, even if I understand everything, I will still choose the Way of Primordial Chaos and won’t ruin my future just to spite you."

"Human nature... "

He sighed lightly, closing his eyes, unmoving.

"So be it."

Zhang Fusheng was dispirited, yet once again stroked the cyan stone, intending to use the Way of Primordial Chaos to forge a Life Treasure for himself, to step into the realm of Great Divine Power Users,

but before that, he needed to ’convert’ at least ten thousand years of cultivation, and there was another thing he had to do.

Zhang Fusheng moved his hand away from the cyan stone, coldly looking towards the distant Eight Sceneries Palace.

"Before proving myself as a Great Divine Power User, before participating in the Netherworld incident..."

"I must cut you down first."

Muttering to himself, all sounds fell silent.

In a moment’s thought.

Zhang Fusheng stood before the gates of the Eight Sceneries Palace, on the white jade steps.

He glanced back, pointing a finger, the Lingxiao Palace placed above the celestial cloud sea, higher than the Guanghan Palace,

whereas the mysterious Immortal Mountain was set by him in a remote part of the Mortal Realm, shrouded in smoke and clouds to cover its divine splendor, yet deliberately leaving a path up the mountain.

Thus, within the Mortal Realm, if any being had sufficient fortune, upon seeing this barren mountain and ascending to its peak, they could perceive eighty-four thousand ways.

This also was a shortcut Zhang Fusheng left for beings in the Mortal Realm.

After all, the stronger the life inside the Divine Realm, the stronger he himself would become.

Upon finishing all of this, Zhang Fusheng turned his head, the large door formed by chaotic fog before him roared open, and he stepped inside.

.........

Eight Sceneries Palace, back hall.

Gazing at the Now Gate that only had a slight opening, Zhang Fusheng stood there for a long time.

’Creaaak~’

The grand door opened quietly, the ’mirror image’ maintained the exact same posture as him, standing silently.

His breathing, heartbeat, even the precise location of every unique cell within his body, were identical to his own.

"Last night, in the Eight Sceneries Palace, after gathering the seats of High Heaven, what did you do?"

Zhang Fusheng calmly spoke.

And the mirror image also bore a calm expression:

"Last night, in the Eight Sceneries Palace, after gathering the seats of High Heaven, what did you do?"

Zhang Fusheng laughed:

"Are you only capable of repeating my words and actions?"

The mirror image laughed:

"Last night, in the Eight Sceneries Palace, what did I do?"

He repeated the previous sentence again, but it was a direct response to Zhang Fusheng’s words.

The mirror image quietly gazed at Zhang Fusheng, suddenly breaking synchronization, flashing a wide grin—then returned to normal, resuming synchronization.

As if provoking him.

Zhang Fusheng didn’t become angry, simply shook his head lightly:

"I am a pawn, but you’re not much better, perhaps even worse... I guess you are a backup prepared by The Three Pristine Ones, aren’t you?"