Chapter 1322: Eight Desolates Infinite, Emotion Control Sovereign!
Chapter 1322: Chapter 1322: Eight Desolates Infinite, Emotion Control Sovereign!
"I am the Heaven-devouring Demon Gourd under the seat of the Southern Heaven Emperor, I implore fellow Daoists to rescue me. If I can escape this calamity, I am willing to gift ten billion Heavenly Fortune Pearls!"
The Man-Eating Gourd was urgently crying out for help, speaking recklessly without thought. In truth, it didn’t have ten billion Heavenly Fortune Pearls, at most just a few hundred.
Just hearing this, the old monsters from the Northern Heaven looked at each other in confusion, unable to understand why the gourd was asking for help.
From the perspective of the Man-Eating Gourd, it saw a mysterious red figure relentlessly pursuing it, with any casual attack capable of destroying heaven and earth; but from the perspective of the road passers-by among the Northern Heaven old monsters, they only saw the gourd fleeing independently, looking deranged, with no one pursuing behind.
Where would the rescue come from? How to save it?
This gourd is probably over-cultivated and has gone mad.
Legends say that the Southern Heaven Immortal Realm once had a Heaven-devouring Demon Gourd capable of consuming people and fortune, refining Heavenly Fortune Pearls. In the Southern Heaven, its fierce reputation could even silence crying infants, and make Immortal Emperors retreat.
Yet the gourd before them was merely a postnatal Five Nirvana treasure, far removed from the legends of the Heaven-devouring Demon Gourd, clearly not possessing even close to ten billion Heavenly Fortune Pearls.
Heavenly Fortune Pearls are born with five colors, each corresponding to one of the Five Elements. When a pearl is struck, the Five Elements integrate, and even the Peak Crossing Truth Realm can be killed in one strike, and regular Shedding Void Stages must dread it.
If there are more than a thousand Heavenly Fortune Pearls, one can employ the Thousand Luck Formation for eternal cultivators to change fate.
With ten billion Heavenly Fortune Pearls, relying on fortune, one could become a saint instantly, which is a great possibility.
Truly a pitiful and laughable gourd!
To delude itself as the Heaven-devouring Demon Gourd, to delude itself owning ten billion Heavenly Fortune Pearls, to delude itself being pursued...
"Should we be concerned about this mad gourd?" Tablets Master Immortal Emperor, Meng Xuanzi asked, his expression seemingly sympathetic, yet he knew important matters lay ahead that should not be delayed.
"Why bother with it! Just a mere postnatal Five Nirvana gourd, not worth wasting time on, better focus on investigating the roots of the ’cosmic changes’!" Dangmo Star Lord impatiently replied, being an Ancient Emperor of Stars was on task from the Heaven Evading Coffin, not willing to waste time.
"But don’t you find it strange, Daoist? The anomaly signal detected by the Four Seas Starry Sky Crystal is nearby, yet there’s only this mad gourd here. Perhaps there might be clues to the cosmic changes on the gourd’s body..." Ming Snake Ancestor, with snake eyes shining green, showed great interest in the gourd.
"These words make sense."
"Then let’s save it and take it back for some research."
"Leaving it to go mad like this is harmful; it has already crashed and shattered several abandoned stars."
Thus.
Meng Xuanzi was the first to act, summoning a blue sealing stone, intending to capture the gourd in one move.
He was careful: if he took action, the gourd wouldn’t be harmed; if Dangmo and Ming Snake acted, the consequences could be unpredictable.
As the sealing stone soared, it transformed into a stele inscribed with ancient scripture, blue light shining, endless symbols of prohibition sealing heaven and earth, aiming to trap the gourd.
He was a Control Position Great Emperor; the gourd was merely a postnatal Five Nirvana treasure. By reason and logic, the gourd should be suppressed by him in one move.
But the unforeseen occurred!
The sealing stone he summoned suddenly malfunctioned, causing its internal symbols to falter momentarily, giving the gourd a chance to escape, evading the Tablets Master’s suppression!
"Strange occurrence, this stele had never had issues for millions of years, why malfunction now..." Meng Xuanzi frowned.
Such a rare incident happening right in front of his eyes felt indescribably eerie.
Looking at the gourd again, his eyes no longer held any sympathy, only heaviness.
Meng Xuanzi: "Fellow Daoists, be cautious. This gourd indeed has problems..."
Dangmo Star Lord: "Let’s act together, capture this gourd!"
Ming Snake Ancestor: "Illusion Technique, Panyin."
In an instant, the Three Emperors exerted their full power, the Northern Heaven cultivators formed formations, all jointly attacking the gourd.
The Man-Eating Gourd was dumbfounded!
He did not understand!
He was confused!
He was seeking rescue, right!
Even if these people didn’t want to save him, there was no need to attack him! What was the reason?
Could it be...these people are all accomplices of the pursuing red figure? From the beginning, they aimed to intercept me!
"My fate is sealed!" the Man-Eating Gourd said in despair.
He was not lying; he truly was the renowned Heaven-devouring Demon Gourd in Southern Heaven, but due to Fate Wielding, he ended up in this predicament.
With the formidable red figure hunting from behind and a band of Northern Heaven old monsters blocking the front, he simply could not escape, unless a miracle occurred...
Yet, the gourd overlooked one thing.
At this moment, he was blessed with Zhou Heaven Fate, meaning that small probabilities constituted inevitability for him.
As long as the miracle of survival existed, that miracle would inevitably manifest in some form, such is the power of Zhou Heaven Fate!
Ming Snake Ancestor initiated the Snake Sound Illusion Technique, attempting to capture the gourd within an illusion world, instantly trapping the gourd in an illusion world.
The gourd was terrified beyond belief, and frantically fled within the illusion world, accidentally crashing into a massive stone, yet inadvertently finding this illusion world’s exit, escaping alive.
"This illusion could trap an Immortal King for months, yet a mere postnatal gourd breaks free instantly!" Ming Snake Ancestor pondered, casting more than ten illusion sounds, each stronger than the last, yet none could trap the gourd. Attempting to recite a forbidden curse to deploy an ancient illusion sound entrapment, he inadvertently bit his tongue, failing to chant.
Simultaneously, others exerted their full efforts to capture the gourd, all failing.
Tablets Master Immortal Emperor descended the Stele Forest Array, but the formation malfunctioned.
Dangmo Star Lord wielded the Vajra Pestle, yet repeatedly missed, unable to hit the gourd with map-level attacks, as the gourd by chance escaped from the smoke and dust, truly escaping unscathed.
A band of Northern Heaven old monsters fought in formation, but changes occurred frequently, disrupting their stance. The gourd skittered left and right among the crowd, slippery as a loach, utterly elusive.
"How bizarre this gourd is. Perhaps it truly is the Heaven-devouring Demon Gourd! Yet even if it were the Heaven-devouring Demon Gourd, it shouldn’t possess such means!" All three Emperors showed displeased faces.
At a certain moment, numerous shooting stars suddenly surged in the void, presenting a thrice-in-a-million-years cosmic change—an unavoidable rain of shooting stars.
This is a natural disaster, its high level such that even Quasi-Saints avoid involvement, yet the Three Emperors collide with it, instantly feeling inescapable calamity.
"Quickly leave!" Ming Snake Ancestor turned to flee, no longer concerning himself with the gourd, yet a shooting star struck his Immortal Emperor body, instantly reducing him to a puddle of flesh, but his golden True Spirit escaped.
Dangmo Star Lord similarly was struck by several shooting stars, exerting full force to destroy one, yet was struck by others, also escaping his Immortal Emperor’s Divine Spirit.
Only Meng Xuanzi didn’t flee alone, rather he opened the Palatial Void, shielding the Northern Heaven cultivators behind him, embodying what it means to be a kind-hearted person.
If not kind-hearted, how would he have saved Ning Fan from wandering the Four Heavens in the past? A person’s nature truly equals his destiny.
Alas...
The mysterious red figure pursuing the gourd let out a sigh, but only the Man-Eating Gourd could hear it, others couldn’t perceive he was present.
Ning Fan’s closed cultivation in Zi Wei North Pole Palace was merely a lie left behind for the world.
He instigated a series of cosmic changes in Northern Heaven, causing anomaly origins in Purple Dou Illusion Realm.
Since drinking Niyue Wine, his tale gained another possibility, but that possibility was difficult for others to observe.
If forced to observe, it would entail a cost, but those costs would solidify the cosmic change energy, complicating causal observation difficulty, continuously cycling like a snowball, eventually making his karma truly impossibly large to observe.
"Pursuing this gourd is my personal vendetta, shouldn’t involve Senior Meng Xuanzi."
Thus he raised his hand to release countless Calamity Flash red glows, shattering thousands of shooting stars in this place.
In the eyes of the Northern Heaven cultivators, the stars inexplicably exploded in mid-air.
"Are we... saved?"
"Was it Senior Meng Xuanzi who shattered all those flying stars?"
"It’s not me, I don’t have that ability..."
"Then who could have done it? It couldn’t be that the stars exploded on their own, right?"
"I’ve come to realize that miracles only favor that enigmatic gourd, not us. If there’s someone secretly guiding and protecting everyone, doing good without showing themselves, there’s only one possibility..."
"It must be Senior Zhao Jian secretly guarding us!"
"Senior’s great kindness, we will never forget!"
?
Seeing the group of Beitian Cultivators bowing deeply in the wrong direction, Ning Fan slowly drew a question mark.
The direction you’re bowing to is completely wrong. I’m right behind you, yet you can’t see me.
Unable to see my presence, yet arriving at the correct answer through a series of errors in deduction, it’s indeed a kind of miracle.
"Thank you!"
Even Meng Xuanzi clasped his hands and bowed, and he was the only one who bowed in the right direction.
This wasn’t due to his ability to see through Ning Fan’s concealment, but rather his intuition as the Stele Inscribing Emperor.
Seeing Meng Xuanzi neither fleeing nor hiding, and instead completely unharmed, Dangmo and Ming She broke into a cold sweat, fearing they had displeased Ning Fan and dared not blame him for not saving them from destruction.
They had abandoned their Daoist friend and fled first, surely displeasing the Senior, who then sat back and watched their physical bodies get destroyed as a minor warning.
After this little chastisement, the Senior still shattered the stars pouring down, protecting their Spirit and True Spirit, living up to his virtuous reputation.
"Thank you, Senior, for saving us! In the future, we will certainly keep all beings in mind and profoundly change our ways!" Dangmo and Ming She expressed their gratitude.
"Should we still pursue that gourd?" Meng Xuanzi hesitated.
The gourd possesses extraordinary divine skills; it’s precisely because of this that he cannot leave it alone, upholding the responsibilities of the North Heaven Great Emperor.
"That gourd claims it’s being hunted, surely the Senior is acting against it! Our cultivation level is so low that we can’t even handle the stars summoned by the gourd, so let’s not add trouble for the Senior!" Though Dangmo and Ming She vowed to think of all beings, they were somewhat scared at this time.
Nonetheless, their logic was sound; if they got involved, it would indeed make the task of dealing with the gourd more difficult, thereby enhancing the gourd’s fortune.
"If that’s the case, we’d best not interfere..." Even the proud Stele Inscribing Emperor considered himself a burden; who would believe it? Yet the truth was undeniable.
"But is the Senior now more powerful than before? When slaying those from the Northern Sea earlier, the Senior didn’t seem to possess such power... Such a grand star stream was shattered by the Senior with a single raise of hand, which even Ancient Great Cultivators would find hard to accomplish!"
"Could it be that the Senior wasn’t at full strength previously, and now exhibits true power?"
"Is the Senior really just an Ancient Great Cultivator? Could we be misunderstanding Senior, not an Ancient Cultivator, but an injured Ancient Saint whose splendid body has now healed, thus slowly restoring his strength..."
"Don’t speculate about the Senior’s cultivation behind his back, lest it displeases him!"
"Indeed! The Senior hides his cultivation for a reason, and we shouldn’t conjecture."
"A single Postnatal Gourd conceals immense peril, far more danger hidden by the Four Heavens than we can imagine."
"We enjoy peaceful times simply because the Senior bears the weight for us... Alas, the morality we glimpse pales in comparison to even a billionth of the Senior’s moral depths..."
"Well, actually..." Meng Xuanzi seemed inclined to refute, recalling seeing Ning Fan’s weaker self; that was the true Ning Fan... Not some Ancient Saint or infinite moral depths, but not genuinely Ning Fan... Yet he swallowed his words, unwilling to expose Ning Fan’s true information.
Even now that Ning Fan had completed the transformation of the Zidou Illusion Realm, no longer fearing exposure... But how could Meng Xuanzi know these secrets? He was unaware of the origins of the strange upheaval, nor did he grasp the specific changes in the Zidou Illusion Realm...
The sole knowledge of Meng Xuanzi was that an unprecedented upheaval had occurred not long ago, within the Dreamland Realm!
This upheaval didn’t greatly affect ordinary lives but made Quasi-Saint monsters in the Land of Dreams restless and uneasy.
In his prestigious role as the Stele Inscribing Emperor, Meng Xuanzi managed to gather snippets of information: the Zidou Illusion Realm had formerly been a dream of the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign, yet now the dream has a new owner! Someone has taken the Sovereign’s dream!
Any Zidou Descendant hearing this would be terrified!
The Quasi-Saints of the Zidou lineage know well that the True Realm Primordial Ancient Immortal Domain has been incessantly invading the Zidou Illusion Realm! The Dreamland’s current shattered state is credited to the deeds of the Emotion Control Ancient Immortal Cultivator and others! Besides this, the Boundary River War, Dark Clan’s betrayal, Demon-Sealing Peak’s emergence, Nightmare Qi chaos... Behind the worldly chaos often lurks the shadow of Ancient Immortal Cultivators!
And now, the Illusion Realm had changed hands, pushing many Zidou Immortal Cultivators into despair, fearing this is the work of Ancient Immortal Cultivators...
Should the Illusion Realm be indeed stolen by Ancient Immortal Cultivators, Zidou Descendants would face reckoning and cleansing...
The Zidou lineage’s Quasi-Saints are thus deeply disturbed.
Even the Quasi-Saints of the Ancient lineage found no joy, tossing and turning in unease!
They’ve orchestrated numerous setups within the Illusion Realm to conquer it from inside but did not anticipate someone snatching the domain first...
The Illusion Realm has changed owners, rendering their previous setups futile. Worse still, they can’t uncover the new owner’s identity!
That an entity powerful enough to snatch things from the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign remains elusive, how could they not feel anxious!
Since the sudden change of ownership of the Illusion Realm, amidst unclear circumstances, Ancient Immortal Cultivators hiding in shadows dare not act hastily.
They refrained from inciting Northern Heaven Beast Tide, stopped inducing the Boundary River Foreign Clans to fight the Four Heaven’s cultivators, and temporarily halted the Nightmare Disaster plan within the Dreamland Realm...
They only dispatched countless scouts, in vain attempting to gather info on the new master of the Dreamland Realm.
The Four Heavens received a brief period of peace.
But how long will this peace last? None can say... All seniors are fearful of the Unknown Future, save for Ning Fan who relentlessly pursued the gourd.
Encountering Meng Xuanzi and others was merely a minor interlude on his vengeance quest, disregarding his notice.
What truly garnered his attention was the preceding and succeeding moments to his encounter with Meng Xuanzi, sensing anew the feeling of being observed by an Other Shore Scribe.
This was born of Manzhi’s unauthorized interaction with Ning Fan, triggering a series of consequences.
Fortunately, at this time, Ning Fan had completed the transformation of the Zidou Illusion Realm, no longer fearing any interactions.
After casually shattering the stars scattered across the sky, Ning Fan departed, resuming his relentless pursuit of the luck-laden Man-Eating Gourd.
Observations by the Scribe no longer bothered him now.
This wasn’t altogether bad; after all, the Light Path is reversible, offering a great chance to observe the observers.
Benevolent observations can amass the faith and wishes of beings on the Other Shore, enhancing his karmic radiance.
Malicious observations could also require a small toll, used as reinforcement material for the Illusion Realm.
[Is this the real you...] a certain Author attempted to communicate with Ning Fan.
Regrettably, Ning Fan couldn’t yet converse directly with beings from the Other Shore like Man Zhi, thus remained unresponsive.
The Scribe, therefore, could only pay a small toll named [less hair], continuing to observe Ning Fan’s karma.
If one doesn’t embrace baldness, one can’t truly become strong.
Only by becoming like the Divine King Niyue, a bald head, can one perceive the truth concealed under the Unknown.
...
Where should the butterfly’s story be retold?
Ah yes, it should begin with the Niyue Wine.
From the moment Ning Fan drank the Niyue Wine, his story entered another possibility.
The exact effects of the Niyue Wine are unclear, but one thing is certain: guided by the Niyue Wine’s ethereal hints, Ning Fan could traverse chaotic karma, eventually discovering the Fourth Throne deliberately hidden by Divine King Niyue.
Yet surprisingly, Ning Fan rejected the throne’s trial.
Although he refused the trial, he shamelessly sat on the throne without standing up, and used unique methods to steal the authority of the throne.
Unfortunately, the Divine King authority level of the Fourth Throne is too high. Even if Ning Fan secluded himself for seventeen times, he only managed to steal less than one billionth of the throne’s power.
Such as he is, he is far from being a legitimate Fourth Divine King. But in an era where the Three Kings do not exist, just with this slight Divine King’s power, he can surpass all the ancient country’s native people in identity and status.
He can even surpass certain common knowledge.
Common knowledge and rules are originally only tools for the Divine King to restrain all beings, and cannot restrain the Divine King himself.
After stealing the power of the throne, the first thing Ning Fan did was to transform the Zidou Illusion Realm.
The essence of the Illusion Realm was formed from a dream of the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign.
Yet Ning Fan, with the aid of the Fourth Throne, transformed into the Faceless Giant, extracting the power of his dreams to serve as the raw material to reform the Zidou Illusion Realm.
He extracted not only his present dreams but also certain past and future dreams, and after a round of indescribable transformations like this, the Zidou Illusion Realm wept tears of humiliation and was successfully possessed by Ning Fan.
In essence, the Zidou Illusion Realm is just a Great Thousand Level world. With Ning Fan’s current Taoist practices, coupled with the aid of the Fourth Throne, possessing a Great Thousand World shouldn’t have been difficult.
The only difficulty in this matter lies in the fact that the previous master of this realm was none other than the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign.
If the Purple Dou were to intervene, even the most rebellious of the true realms would find it hard to seize this realm, at most they could only destroy it.
In the face of the butterfly seizing the Illusion Realm, Purple Dou felt helpless.
Purple Dou knew why Ning Fan was targeting the Illusion Realm...
The existence of the Illusion Realm was originally a key part of Purple Dou’s plan to counterattack the rebellious forces of the true realm.
Yet Ning Fan was unwilling for this realm to become a battleground for the Reverse Saints... No matter how noble the reason, he didn’t want the people he cared about to be embroiled in war and controversy.
The Divine King is selfless and without identity, but Ning Fan has selfishness and identity.
Ning Fan did not blame Purple Dou for binding him with kindness and emotion: with parents, with a mentor, with friends, with loved ones, this was a life he enjoyed, and he was willing to give everything to protect it. How could he blame anyone? He could only be grateful.
Precisely because he cared, he didn’t want anyone to treat the Illusion Realm as a pawn, not even if the chess player was the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign.
This was Ning Fan’s defiance against the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign, much like the Liangyi Sage long ago, standing against Purple Dou and throwing the choice back to him.
The Liangyi Sage could not compromise.
Ning Fan was not going to back down.
Therefore, only the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign could back down...
Ultimately, Ning Fan stole the authority of the Illusion Realm, becoming the new master of the Zidou Illusion Realm.
This was Ning Fan’s chess move in response to the world, disrupting Purple Dou’s plan, and also the layout of the true realm’s old masters, causing endless changes in destiny, igniting the true wrath of the Primordial Immortal Emperor, who actually planned to personally go down to kill Ning Fan!
Yet there was no way to strike!
Just like the rebellious Saints couldn’t find the Fourth Throne despite all their efforts, as long as Ning Fan was seated on the throne, they couldn’t find Ning Fan’s causal connections!
Even if they activated the Five Spirits Chessboard to attack Ning Fan’s destiny, it would be ineffective!
Destiny itself is a tool for the Divine King to govern the world, how can it be used to kill the Divine King! Even if this Divine King is diluted by billions, he is not a mere existence to be taken down by destiny rules!
The butterfly has become a huge menace!
This butterfly sits on the throne, refusing to budge even a little, rendering all the rebellious forces helpless, leaving them fuming with anger.
The butterfly not only sat on the throne himself, but also occupied the Zidou Illusion Realm with his own dreams, leading the Illusion Realm to come entirely under the protection of the Fourth Throne.
As a result, the passage between the Illusion Realm and the true realm will be completely severed by the butterfly!
Those giant gates standing in the Zidou Immortal Domain have become useless, and can no longer connect to the Sky Desolate Ancient Realm, unable to venture to the true realm!
The old masters who battled to death for a few keys in the Dream Realm are doomed to be disappointed.
The old masters wanting to escape to the true realm will be disappointed, and the Zidou descendants planning to counterattack the true realm will also be disappointed.
Zi Dou will regret it, the chess move he planned for so long can no longer be played.
The rebellious forces of the true realm will also regret, it’s extremely difficult for them to reach the Zidou Illusion Realm now, and the many layouts left in this realm will all become dead pieces...
No wonder the Primordial Immortal Emperor was extremely angry!
The game he played with Zi Dou hadn’t even reached the mid-game, yet this pesky butterfly flipped the table, who could stand that!
As long as the butterfly dared to stand up from the throne, he would surely suppress the butterfly within the Five Spirits Chessboard! But that butterfly seemed stuck to the seat, just wouldn’t get up! Absolutely refusing! Annoying as it was, there was no way to kill him! They could only let him bounce around!
This is the truth of the celestial change that the Four Heavens Masters detected.
Unfortunately, the Reverse Saints couldn’t deal with the butterfly on the throne, so how could mere Dream Realm cultivators find out the root of the earthly changes?
Even someone as strong as Manzhi requires a huge price to observe Ning Fan on the throne, which is the microcosm of all the reverse saints observing Ning Fan’s causation.
The throne seems like a black hole, any cost paid to observe the throne would be intercepted by the throne, no one can argue with the throne.
Like Manzhi, everything he lost in observing Ning Fan fell into the Fourth Throne’s pocket, eventually landing in Ning Fan’s lap.
This process naturally wouldn’t be easy, no one can make the throne spit out what it consumes, even with Ning Fan’s extraordinary means, it takes tens of thousands of indescribable words to pry out some benefits from the throne.
Fortunately, there is no passage of time in the Divine Tomb, Ning Fan has plenty of time to slowly communicate with the throne.
Useful items, Ning Fan can keep for his own use.
Useless items, Ning Fan can use to reinforce the foundations of the Illusion Realm’s world.
Before he successfully seized the Illusion Realm, he might have needed to worry about his causation attracting retribution to this realm.
But now, he just wants to sit on the throne and have a good rest, at the same time travel across all heavens and worlds, settling scores with the old masters and enjoying life.
Unfortunately for him, the Emperor of Fate became the first person Ning Fan settled scores with!
He was one of the chess pieces the Primordial Immortal Emperor placed in the Zidou Illusion Realm, a chess piece in the real world reverse forces and Purple Dou’s chess game of true realm and dream realm Zhou Heaven fate.
The Reverse Saints have too many things to consider, Ning Fan was different, he is a fool, just wanting to seek revenge and justice.
Killing one Ziwei has already fulfilled his thoughts, killing another Emperor of Fate will surely make him feel more refreshed.
But, the Emperor of Fate is far more difficult to kill than Ning Fan imagined!
Almost at the moment Ning Fan had the killing intent, the Emperor of Fate in the South Heaven went into qi deviation and exploded.
Some people thought the Emperor of Fate was calculated against.
Some people thought the Emperor of Fate was counterattacked by fate, struck by bad luck.
Only Ning Fan knew that this was not bad luck, but a great fortune.
Being a cultivator of the Heavenly Human Third Sect and also sitting on the Fourth Throne, Ning Fan can see deeper causation!
How could the Emperor of Fate have exploded? He clearly foresaw the impending doom and dispersed his fortune back to the world, hiding away.
To truly kill the Emperor of Fate, it’s necessary to purge every bit of fortune he hid in the world, so Ning Fan pursued the Man-Eating Gourd.
If not for the Quasi-Saint bestowing protection with Zhou Heaven fate, with the Emperor of Fate’s Taoist practices, he would’ve been killed by Ning Fan countless times even if he dispersed his fortune to hide.
The Man-Eating Gourd never knew that hidden in his belly was actually some of the Emperor of Fate’s fortune, which is why Ning Fan is pursuing him!
This fortune was hidden deeply, just to evade the death tribulation, but it couldn’t escape the perception of the crimson shadow.
He is one of the Emperor of Fate’s Seven-Colored Bodies, the red fortune among the seven colors!
These seven colors, when united, form a fortune glow; when scattered, can transform into seven Emperors of Fate, each hiding in the world. As long as one survives the death tribulation, they can return to origin and reincarnate.
Chi Zhangyun doesn’t know who the crimson figure truly is; only knows that this person is unbelievably powerful, far beyond what he can afford to provoke!
Just a hint of the Evil Qi exuded by this person is enough to shatter his Red Fortune. If he hasn’t mistaken, within that Evil Qi, there’s evidence of killing Saints, not just one...
"Fake! Fake! What sort of demon is this, having slain several Saints! Such a figure shouldn’t exist in the Dreamland Realm; why is he here! Why is he hunting me down!"
"No, that’s not right! He hasn’t just killed Saints...that aura, I will never mistake it! I’ve coveted the Palace of Ziwei Beiji for a long time; how could I be wrong about the aura of Ziwei Xianhuang? But how is it possible! Why would the Evil Qi of this person carry the presence of Ziwei Xianhuang..."
"What sort of monster have I provoked! I could never possibly have provoked such a monster! I’m innocent! He must have mistaken me for someone else!"
"Don’t even mention that I haven’t cultivated the path of fate, even if I did, I could never stand against this person! This person, having killed even Ziwei Xianhuang, who could compete in the Dreamland Realm! No, no, that’s not right! He didn’t really kill a True Xianhuang, just in some past life didn’t attain Dao, and yet this person is not one I can overcome... I can only flee! I must escape!"
"Damn it! Where is Zhang Qing now? If Zhang Qing could make a move, perhaps he could battle this demon, after all Zhang Qing also once slew a Heavenly Emperor, maybe not less fierce than this demon..."
"Moreover, there’s something completely unexpected to me; as I fled all along, why did I receive the protection of Zhou Heaven’s Fortune... is it possible there’s already a Reverse Saint strategy placed upon me! How laughable, I scheme against the world’s cultivators, but in the end, it turned out even I myself am just a pawn in someone else’s game... what Emperor of Fate, what Fate Wielding! It’s all fake, fake! I snatched a fragment of the Divine Extinguishing Shield, captured the Causal Beast, thinking myself unmatched in intelligence, yet it turns out that I’m just a clown in the eyes of the Supreme..."
"But I refuse to accept it!"
"They’re merely older because they attained Dao earlier! If in the same generation, how could they scheme against me! How could they ascend to the throne of Reverse Saint Xianhuang! They’re just born some years earlier, and I merely lost because I arrived too late!"
"This crimson figure, surely is also a real realm old monster who attained Dao before me, thus they dare bully me relentlessly! If in the same generation, if in the same generation..."
Chi Zhangyun was bitterly discontent when suddenly a sword light from Heaven Sword Annihilates Fate arrived instantaneously, penetrating through the Man-Eating Gourd along with the Chi Zhangyun hiding inside!
Following that, endless Fu Li Black Luck spread from the wound, frantically eroding Chi Zhangyun’s Fortune Body.
"Fu... Li..."
Chi Zhangyun’s expression changed drastically!
In the instant that the sword light pierced through his body, he finally realized who the crimson figure was.
But how is this possible!
A mere butterfly, actually, actually...
"Got you, Zhangyun."
Almost at the moment of Chi Zhangyun’s demise, at Six different locales like the Four Heavens, Demon Mansion, and Demon-Sealing Peak, all had an entity with different color connections to Zhangyun, tainted by the Fu Li Black Luck.
Such methods were beyond Zhangyun’s understanding, the killer’s comprehension and usage of fate were far beyond what he, the Emperor of Fate, could conceive!
"Save me, save me! If you make a move, you could definitely drive the attacker away, save me from this calamity!" Blue Zhangyun knelt before a certain blond man, desperately begged.
"Do you know who the killer is?" Zhang Qing said expressionlessly.
"It’s the butterfly! It’s the butterfly seeking revenge on me! You also wish to kill him, don’t forget it was he who destroyed one of your eyes!"
"Forget? How could I possibly forget...As Zhang Qing’s spirit, within the Seven Emotions Domain, unaffected by all manners to increase or decrease, even strong as the remnant Heavenly Emperor’s Mountain and Sea Shadow is not my match. Only this butterfly, only him, truly left me defeated... the wounds from the battle in the Ancient Heavenly Court, I’ve healed them all, but the eye destroyed by this butterfly still cannot be restored..." Zhang Qing’s empty left eye was not unwilling to be restored, but he couldn’t do it.
"Why don’t you deeply hate the butterfly and team up with me... you... why..." Suddenly Blue Zhangyun’s face changed, looking at the Ancient Divine Spear that pierced through him, incredulous.
He and Zhang Qing were seemingly on the same sinking ship, yet unexpectedly Zhang Qing struck a fatal blow, cutting off his own arm!
"Teaming up with me, are you worthy." Zhang Qing said coldly.
Blue Zhangyun: "You’ll... regret..."
Zhang Qing: "Regret? If someone could let me feel such emotion, that would be great. I will find a way to settle old scores with the butterfly, but now is not the time. Keeping you around would only lead the butterfly to find me ahead of black luck... before I revert back to [Eight Desolates Infinite], I don’t wish this butterfly would destroy my other eye again..."
Blue Zhangyun: "You, like me, are merely... pawns of Desolate Venerable, what I seek... Emperor of Fate, and what you seek... Eight Desolates Infinite, from the start were... unattainable... you cannot contend with... Primeval Xianhuang... you are nothing but his... small spirit..."
Zhang Qing: "Now with the Dreamland under new ownership, the Primeval has lost control over me, can only watch me return my true self to rightful place, finally I can tell you some things. Certain matters from the beginning you misunderstood. The spirit is never me but him. The war between me and Kumei is far from over, everything belonging to me, I will reclaim one by one."
...
After eliminating Chi Zhangyun, Ning Fan instantly captured the signals of the remaining six Zhangyun.
Among them, the signal from Lan Zhangyun especially caught his attention, because around that signal, there seemed to be the aura of Emperor Zhang Qing, which was like killing two birds with one stone.
So, he tracked Fu Li Black Fortune’s aura and teleported to where Lan Zhangyun was, only to find Lan Zhangyun pinned to the ground by the Ancient Divine Spear, with no sign of Zhang Qing.
[The world is filled with a restless atmosphere; everyone tries to break free from their shackles. Darkness travels towards the light; the blind travel towards death. Either never take that step, or take it now.]
[I have taken that step and wait for you ahead. Revenge will eventually be paid, but not now.]
Sensing Ning Fan’s appearance, the Ancient Divine Spear shattered, followed by the harsh words Zhang Qing had left behind.
The words were indeed harsh, but the escape was equally swift.
The current Ning Fan is the master of the Purple Star Dream Realm, able to sense the beings within the world, yet unable to sense the presence of Zhang Qing’s aura within the realm.
This person actually has a way to leave the Illusion Realm; in terms of escape techniques, this person’s methods even surpass the Calamity Master’s original crow feather...
Is this person really just a Second Step Immortal Emperor?
He then picked up a stone from the ground, probing into the events that had occurred here before.
He learned of the conversation between Zhang Qing and Lan Zhangyun.
...
"What is the Eight Desolates Infinite?" Ning Fan suddenly asked from the Fourth Throne, addressing Manzhi who was fixed in place.
"Eight Desolates Infinite? Why are you able to speak these four words! These words should have been erased by the ancient old thief, how could... bad! What exactly did you do, you let Zhang Qing escape! But it’s not right, why does the cause and effect in the Purple Star Dream Realm I observed still contain Zhang Qing, could it be that the dream realm’s cause and effect I observed was all manipulated by you, all fake... After all, if Zhang Qing is still in the dream realm, these four words should not appear again..."
"I didn’t release him, he ran away himself, do you know where he is now? I want to give him a sword."
"I don’t know, nobody knows! The Primordial Era is his domain, if he doesn’t want to appear, destiny can’t do anything against him! No wonder, no wonder the ancient doesn’t care about his identity and wants to come down to kill you, yet you let Zhang Qing run away, incurring the Reversal Road calamity..."
"So serious?"
"Very serious... the Primeval Immortal Realm might even be reshuffled..."
"So how can we find Zhang Qing and destroy him?"
"..."
Seeing that Manzhi didn’t know the way either, Ning Fan didn’t bother to waste words, and continued the chase against Zhangyun.
Poor Zhangyun, first lost his Red Fortune Body, then got his Blue Fortune Body killed by his teammates, suddenly leaving only five bodies.
He clearly had the protection of Zhou Heaven’s Fate, originally shouldn’t have lost two bodies; yet Ning Fan now is a demon spirit, Fu Li power is unprecedentedly strong, even Zhou Heaven’s Fate can be somewhat corrupted.
"Black Wing Daoist! Help me, only you can save me now! That Zhang Qing is totally unreliable, he actually turned traitor and killed my Blue Fortune Body!" Huang Zhangyun pleaded.
"That guy is not a first-time traitor, you should have known his nature better, begging him for help was clearly foolish of you!" Black Wing Great Demon sneered.
"Daoist, don’t laugh, just say if you will save me or not!" Huang Zhangyun was humiliated, naturally looking unpleasant, but he could only endure.
"Rest assured, with my Demon-Sealing Peak protecting you, mere butterfly, dare not come..."
Black Wing Great Demon’s words weren’t finished when his heart suddenly raced, an inexplicable sense of life and death arose.
Without a second thought, he tried to dodge, yet was still torn apart by Ning Fan’s bare hands from nowhere, losing a flesh wing.
As for Huang Zhangyun, he was pinned to the ground by Ning Fan’s move called the Heavenly Sword Annihilates Fate.
Ning Fan didn’t just appear out of nowhere, he had been here for quite a while, just that Black Wing Great Demon couldn’t detect him.
Despite this, to instinctively dodge Ning Fan’s attack in life and death, it shows this demon is quite capable.
"You are the butterfly! This is impossible..." Just meeting Ning Fan’s gaze, Black Wing had the feeling of Demon Blood collapsing!
What a joke! He is an ancient cultivator, this butterfly is not even a Saint, how can it possess such demonic power...