Secret Buyer-Chapter 164 - 135: In the Name of the Celestial Venerate! (Part 2)

Chapter 164: Chapter 135: In the Name of the Celestial Venerate! (Part 2)

In the sky, four figures stood majestically still, the apparitions of their Divine Realms suddenly collided fiercely, causing the entire wilderness to tremble!

Zhang Fusheng watched with great interest. He did not manipulate ’Zhong Mountain’ to act; he was waiting for the outside world to notice the changes here,

while also learning the methods and techniques of fighting within the Divine Realm.

He possessed a millennium of spiritual accumulation but lacked corresponding offensive techniques. Now was the perfect time to learn.

Under Zhang Fusheng’s gaze, above the celestial vault, the four Divine Realms clashed with one another, their strong spiritual wills battling fiercely,

with a Grandmaster from the Pantheon who used the technique of Refining Illusion into Truth, a giant blood python coiled in the sky, and a Grandmaster from the Eastern Sect whose fingers summoned heavenly thunder, causing the blood python to writhe and struggle;

then there was that female Grandmaster from the Ancient Saint Sect of Confucianism,

who at this moment was shrouded in golden light, her Divine Realm steaming, transforming entirely into a huge Ancient Book that hung high in the air,

she spit out words one by one, thunder, wind, fire, electricity.....

Then, the Ancient Book manifested by the Divine Realm flipped pages, turning into real thunder, wind, fire, and electricity!!

None of them were using their full power, none resorted to physical and fleshly Divine Techniques, all feared causing too much commotion, engaging instead in a purely spiritual battle!

But it was precisely because of this.

That Zhang Fusheng—or rather, ’Zhong Mountain’—had an opportunity to take the stage.

Zhang Fusheng lacked sufficient cultivation, even at a very low level, having only uncovered the grand secret of one internal organ, but when it came to spirit?

Beneath Innate.

Above all Great Sects.

"So Divine Realms can indeed be used as direct offensive techniques..."

Zhang Fusheng observed the scene of collision in the sky, marveling, learning, truly learning.

It’s a pity he could only learn the superficial.

Speaking of which, could the offensive techniques that his grandmaster plans to teach in a few days involve the slaying methods of Divine Realms?

As his thoughts turned, the four Grandmasters in the sky vaguely showed signs of victory and defeat,

the Grandmaster from the Ancient Saint Sect held the advantage, already rising from the clouds, gaze downward!

And in Zhang Fusheng’s perception, outside the Divine Realm enveloping this place, someone had already noticed the anomaly.

Then.....

The True Man should appear.

The world should hear the name of High Heaven.

Zhang Fusheng briefly closed his eyes.

At the same moment.

"Why not cease the war?"

An ancient voice instantly spread through the Divine Realm woven by the four Grandmasters, covering the entire long street.

The four Grandmasters turned sideways in alarm.

They saw at the edge of the wilderness, an old figure had appeared at some unknown time, standing there quietly.

That figure slowly stepped forward, foot pressing into the mud of the Divine Realm with a ’thud’.

The Divine Realm constructed by the four Grandmasters suddenly fell silent.

Then.

Torn asunder!

Collapse with a roar!

Crushed under that single step.

......

Outside world.

"Hmm?"

In the Governance Building, the Governor suddenly turned a curious eye towards the direction of the Third District.

There, on a certain long street, the top floor of a hotel had shattered into pieces,

and on the street, two Deputy Directors from the Public Security Headquarters, a researcher from Golden City, and various passersby on the entire street...

had all fallen into an eerie state of stillness.

"Divine Realm?"

The Governor raised an eyebrow, then withdrew his gaze.

No.

I saw nothing—there were blatantly multiple Divine Realm presences there!

At least three or four Grandmasters are there!

Anyone who interferes would be a fool.

Just as this thought arose, the gaze retracted.

"Why not, cease the war?"

An old grand voice rose from that long street, spreading and covering a hundred kilometers instantly!!

At this very moment,

within the hundred-kilometer range, all buildings filled with special materials emitted intense abnormal sounds and shrieks!!

Along with the surge of the old grand voice, all buildings filled with special materials from the First to the Fifth District were emitting these abnormal sounds,

these sounds rolled like a tide, these buildings swayed slightly, as if swaying in big waves, creating a magnificent spectacle!!

This signified that the old grand voice was not a purely real sound.

It was Divine Thought.

It was the sound resonating from the vibration of Divine Thought.

"A hundred kilometers of Divine Thought....."

The Governor’s expression changed drastically.

This represented at least a millennium of spiritual accumulation!

Millennia of accumulation, the Great Limit threshold, which only the Innate People can breach.

"Innate!"

The Governor looked towards that long street in shock, along with many gazes from all around the city, turned towards that street.

The stagnated long street twisted with a roar, as if the Divine Realm shrouding there shattered and vanished, five figures appeared in the sky from thin air,

four figures sat facing each other, all staring at another phantom-like old silhouette!!

The old man had shattered the Divine Realm of the four Grandmasters with a single step,

he was quite ethereal, clearly just a spiritual projection, yet stood quietly in the void, with no one daring to underestimate him.

But.

Who is he?

Many minds conjured this thought.

At this moment.

The elderly man lifted his gaze, staring at the four Grandmasters from different sects with a solemn look,

he descended a step in the void, a golden lotus flower blossomed beneath his foot.

"The human world, ah..."

The old man sighed lightly, and on the entire long street, withered trees suddenly seemed to meet spring, old leaves falling, new ones growing,

then in an instant, the new leaves turned yellow, as if autumn had arrived.

No, it’s not just this street.

One street, two streets, ten streets!

With the old man’s sigh over the human world, a hundred streets within a hundred miles saw autumn winds rise, leaves falling to the golden sky!

Zhang Fusheng’s face turned slightly pale, but he forced the blood to surge, and the pallid face turned rosy again, looking no different from an ordinary person.