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Chapter 570 - 349: If All Twelve Celestial Venerates Gathered Before Me (1/2)

(Hmm, there is still a Chapter titled ’Late Arrival’)

"So it seems... this is the Jade Void Palace, not the real Eight Sceneries Palace."

Zhang Fusheng gazed at the Daoist bowing in front of him, whispering in his heart, his thoughts racing.

Since this place is not the true Eight Sceneries Palace, then where is the real Eight Sceneries Palace? Where could it be?

From outside the Jade Void Palace, one could see the quiet chamber of the rear hall, but why, when the door is truly pushed open, does it become the front hall?

He puzzled over this without an answer, feeling a bit panicked inside—even standing before him was a Daluo!

Not an ordinary Daluo, but Guang Chengzi, the head of the twelve Celestial Venerates of the Jade Void, Guangcheng Celestial Venerate!

If a flaw were detected...

Zhang Fusheng recalled the terror that was revealed by a wisp of Guang Chengzi’s will during the day, and now standing before him is Guang Chengzi’s true form.

He doesn’t think that in his current state, he could avoid the pursuit of such a Daluo,

even if he employed every technique, leaping through time and space, inverting stars and constellations, rendering all things void... it would probably be useless.

Therefore.

What will come to pass will happen as it should.

As thoughts flickered, Zhang Fusheng suddenly wondered—what of the ’mirror image’ at this moment?

Does it mimic his actions exactly?

Thoughts returned to silence as Zhang Fusheng held the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, a light of seventy-two colors dazzling behind him, his gaze resting on the bowing Daoist.

"No need for excessive courtesy."

A hoarse voice rang out from the vast, weighty Primordial Cloud, surrounded by the silent, revolving cosmoses.

Guang Chengzi rose, saluted again, and bowed again.

This repetition happened nine times over.

Only then did he truly stand upright, just as countless years ago, positioning himself on the left side beneath the Celestial Venerate, sitting cross-legged in the void.

Auspicious signs rose, cranes called long, divine birds sang songs,

Guang Chengzi glanced around the empty Jade Void Palace, his expression tinged with bitterness, and said:

"I still remember back then, when the twelve Celestials gathered here, listening to the Master’s discourse on the Great Dao, and after the God-Sealing Tribulation... we have never fully gathered here again."

The voice echoed within the Jade Void Palace as he cautiously looked at the Master, indistinct and akin to the Cause of All Results, the origin of everything, his heart trembling slightly.

The Master, he seemed to have advanced one hundred feet further.

In the past, though the Master was the Cause of All Results,

he never possessed this current Dao charm of the [origin], so often mentioned and described as the Dao of Fuli.

With thoughts weaving and winding, Guang Chengzi saw the Master speak in a low voice:

"Time is of no meaning to us."

Guang Chengzi chuckled bitterly once more:

"Yet ever since Jade Emperor’s chaos, suppressing the river of time, it has become infinitely more difficult for Daluos like us to traverse the past and future freely."

After pausing and sighing softly:

"It has been many years since I last roamed time, or communicated with the self of the past."

Zhang Fusheng’s heart moved, Jade Emperor’s chaos, suppressing the river of time?

He pondered, can the current Daluo no longer wander through time freely or alter history?

But what about Sun Monkey?

Ah yes.

If time is suppressed by Fellow Daoist Yu Huang, he can naturally decide who can wander and who cannot.

Zhang Fusheng recalled the life form sitting upstream on the river of time, pressing across it, organizing his thoughts, speaking in a hoarse voice:

"How are things in the vast present?"

He remembered clearly, both Yu Huang and Eastern Emperor had said that the Supreme cannot scrutinize the present, saying such a thing wouldn’t be abrupt.

Sure enough.

Guang Chengzi’s expression remained natural, finding nothing odd, clasping his hands in salute:

"In chaos."

After a pause, he continued:

"Many fellow Daoists and juniors have already returned, each leaving some contingency plans, all cunning and sharp-witted."

"For instance, Emperor Ziwei has clearly submitted, Little Nezha has also made a return, along with many fellow Daoists..."

Guang Chengzi exhaled:

"Another upheaval relates to the Nine Nether fragments shattered long ago by the mischievous monkey, now called the Netherworld; it seems somewhat peculiar."

The Celestial Venerate, seated above, nodded slightly:

"Speak on."

Guang Chengzi hesitated a moment, then without further delay, respectfully replied:

"Recently, history was altered, and within the otherwise ordinary Netherworld, a Central Extreme City emerged, whose original master suddenly became the Lord of the Nine Netherworld at this current time."

Saying this, his expression grew more solemn:

"The Central Pole Sect Leader did not originally exist, appearing abruptly nearly half a year ago in historical records, yet has never existed, only becoming the Master of the Nine Netherworld directly..."

"I have initiated investigations, but to no avail, only certain it’s related to a Supreme being."

As the words fell,

Guang Chengzi looked towards the Master sitting there, only to see the Master calmly state:

"No need to pay heed to the Central Pole Sect Leader, he is a small companion jointly nurtured by the Three Pristine Ones; as for the means to become the Lord of the Nine Netherworld..."

"It is that One Qi Becomes Three Pristine Ones."

Guang Chengzi paused, then understood and sighed with a respectful ritual:

"So it is, Master, should I aid this person?"

"You can offer some minor assistance."

A faint smile curled at Zhang Fusheng’s lips, though hidden by the layered Primordial Cloud and its dim cosmos,

eluding Guang Chengzi’s sight.

He then continued:

"This child bears not only the title of Central Pole Sect Leader, but many other burdens."

"In this era, the Supreme cannot gaze upon it, even the Three Pristine Ones can hardly interfere or observe; if you wish to find him, then find the one presiding over the westward journey."

Guang Chengzi’s pupils shrank with astonishment, speaking in surprise: