Secret Buyer-Chapter 162 - 134: Great Sect Invades!

"Just now, I activated the instrument and did a preliminary test. The dimensional fluctuation value of Chongyang City is somewhat high."

She looked around the room and continued:

"This indicates that there is indeed a possibility of a Dimensional Overlap Point appearing in Chongyang City, with a probability greater than 3%."

"Currently, a rough estimate suggests that the overlap point might appear sometime between January 9th and February 9th next year; the later the time, the higher the probability."

Zhang Fusheng furrowed his brows even deeper.

January 9th to February 9th?

February 9th happens to be the date set by the ancestor for the ’trial of competition.’

At this time, Lu Quanrui raised his hand:

"Professor, but I also casually tested it just now, and the spacetime curvature, etc., are all within normal ranges? Logically speaking..."

The old lady waved her hand, unceremoniously scolding:

"You’ve been with me for so long and still so careless? Before a dimensional overlap point occurs with reality, there will indeed be large-scale spacetime anomalies, but that is ’natural overlap!’"

She slapped the table:

"An artificial overlap point won’t have this kind of omen!"

Zhang Fusheng couldn’t fully understand but could grasp the meaning of an artificial overlap point.

This mysterious ancestor, could it really be an Immortal intending to ascend to godhood??

It seems... not entirely impossible?

As his thoughts whirled around, Zhang Fusheng saw a girl named Chen Qingxue raise her hand:

"But Elder Yu, from another perspective, isn’t it almost impossible to artificially create a dimensional overlap point?"

Elder Yu nodded:

"Indeed, it is theoretically impossible, but there are always exceptions. As far as I know, some special objects can facilitate this, such as..."

She adjusted her glasses:

"For example, the [Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron] that the cultivators speak of can directly reach the Different Dimension."

Zhang Fusheng’s heart shouted ’Damn.’

It’s confirmed.

It really is Old Yuan!

The reason behind issuing the bounty also became instantly clear—silencing.

To prevent the research institute from calculating this result.

But besides allowing an Immortal to ascend to Divinity, what else would happen with the emergence of the dimensional overlap point?

As this thought arose, Zhang Fusheng heard the old lady speak:

"As long as preventative measures are taken in advance, a dimensional overlap point typically won’t pose too much of a hazard."

She looked around the room:

"The real issue is, if it’s truly a man-made overlap point, it means there is a formidable cultivator preparing [to become a god]."

Most of the researchers were bewildered.

Become a god?

The term seemed distant to Zhang Fusheng, let alone these ordinary people without cultivation.

Elder Yu seemed to understand this point too and didn’t explain much more, just tapped the table again and assigned tasks and divisions to the group.

The brief meeting quickly ended.

"It’s five or six o’clock." The old lady stood up gracefully: "Alright, let’s all go get some dinner first."

Zhang Fusheng casually opened the door of the meeting room, but suddenly paused.

"Hold on!"

He stopped the researchers who were about to leave, glanced at Zhang Xiaoxi, and the latter instantly became tense, moving closer to this younger cousin as previously instructed.

Lu Quanrui frowned and said:

"Captain Zhang, what’s the matter now?"

Zhang Fusheng glanced at him, remained silent for a moment, and stepped aside:

"Then you go out?"

Lu Quanrui peeked at the corridor outside the meeting room, which was spotlessly clean and still, seemingly normal, especially since this floor had been vacated.

"Alright, I’ll go out..." He muttered but was grabbed by the old lady.

"Something’s not right."

The old lady frowned, though just an ordinary person, she had an extraordinarily sharp sense of smell.

She spoke in a deep voice:

"Where are the other law enforcement officers?"

"Yes, they’ve disappeared."

Zhang Fusheng’s voice was also somewhat grave:

"Everyone, move back."

The researchers retreated in a clamor.

Zhang Fusheng stared at the empty corridor, took out his phone, and called Liu Yuan:

"Director Liu, where are you now?"

"Captain Zhang, we just arrived downstairs and are preparing to..."

Zhang Fusheng abruptly hung up the call.

Damn it, Captain Zhang.

The person on the other end wasn’t Liu Yuan.

In fact, the call... might not have even connected.

He surveyed the meeting room, which was bright and clean, then extended his hand, touching the ground.

Not even a speck of dust.

This isn’t a meeting room.

This isn’t even a hotel.

This is... a Divine Realm.

A [True Divine Realm] of some Grandmaster, no, some Great Grandmaster!!

Zhang Fusheng’s expression grew heavier, if it was a Great Grandmaster... why haven’t they made a move?

He silently activated the second form, New Death Appearance, viewing himself as the White Bone, plain and unassuming, to avoid being detected by the unknown Great Grandmaster.

Zhang Fusheng did not employ spiritual thoughts, acting just like an ordinary High-Refined Martial Artist,

He continued to scan with his gaze; even without using Divinethoughts and Divine Realm, he still held [Millennial Position] superiority over Great Grandmasters.

Perceived it.

It’s not just one Divine Realm.

It’s four.

Four Great Grandmasters’ Divine Realms simultaneously encapsulate here!

Beneath the tranquility, four Great Grandmasters are vying for something?

Zhang Fusheng thought incessantly, are they vying to kill these researchers to claim the bounty issued by the ancestor?

"The allure of White Bone Lotus Seed to the Grandmasters and Great Grandmasters is even higher than I imagined..."

"Indeed, it is a century of spiritual accumulation."

Zhang Fusheng thought silently, grabbing Zhang Xiaoxi’s hand, moving to the old lady’s side, and placing his hand on the back of her neck.

"Captain Zhang, you..." Lu Quanrui was about to scold but was shot a fierce glare by the old lady, silencing him immediately.

"Captain Zhang." The old lady said solemnly and seriously: "I’m counting on you."

"You’re overestimating me."

Zhang Fusheng spoke humbly but silently sensed the tumultuous, clashing spiritual thoughts beneath the shadows, invisible to the naked eye!

The Millennial Position allowed him to sense without using Divine Thoughts.

Just like previously, without using Divine Thoughts, simply tapping the air caused three Martial Arts Masters to die inexplicably.

With the Millennial Position’s blessing,

His very existence was already a part of his own [Divine Realm].

"These Great Grandmasters want to complete the bounty silently, not wanting to cause much disturbance....."

Zhang Fusheng’s eyes were profound, pondering quietly.

But that won’t do.

It must make a big splash.

He wanted the attention of half of Chongyang City to focus on this hotel.

"I’ll count down from three." Zhang Fusheng, with one hand on the old lady’s cervical spine and the other holding the nervous younger cousin, said in a low voice:

"After the countdown, everyone, charge towards the full-length window, don’t hesitate, don’t stop."

"Did everyone hear that?"

The researchers looked dumbfounded, charge the full-length window??

They instinctively glanced outside, here on the 32nd floor, a hundred meters high!

The old lady barked softly:

"Follow Captain Zhang’s orders!"

The researchers nodded nervously.

"Now."

"Three, two....."

"Charge!"

Zhang Fusheng led Elder Yu and Zhang Xiaoxi in a sudden charge towards the full-length window, followed by the researchers gritting their teeth, even Lu Quanrui at this moment was no exception.

’Boom!!’

The full-length window shattered.

More than ten people plummeted rapidly towards the ground, the dead silence abruptly vanished, and the world became noisy again!

The four clashing spiritual wills erupted suddenly,

The entire thirty-second floor, under the terrifying pull of spiritual thoughts, crumbled with a crash!!

At this moment.

On the thirty-third floor.

The immortall impression left by Zhang Fusheng slightly twisted.

An elderly person appeared out of thin air.