Secret Buyer

Chapter 579 - 352: Erlang Gives the Celestial Eye, Finally Enters Douluo Palace (Part 3)

"I can’t even open the Celestial Eye between my brows—what use do I have for this eye? Without mana, without divine techniques, what am I if not an ordinary person?"

"I did not deceive you, Daoist Venerable, I am indeed just an ordinary martial artist who has only trained my flesh, muscles, and bones, that is all."

Zhang Fusheng stared at Yang Erlang, suddenly understanding the situation, realizing that the other’s state might be even worse than the Northern Emperor,

At least the Northern Emperor still possesses a thread of will that contains mana and divine techniques,

But Yang Erlang’s thoughts cannot even mobilize a shred of the Power of Heaven and Earth,

Relying solely on a shell of [Sanctified Flesh].

Still something...a residual body.

Zhang Fusheng exhaled:

"The mighty Yang Erlang, why speak in riddles like the Buddhist Sect, speaking unclearly and acting mysteriously?"

Yang Erlang said with deep meaning:

"Because my old friend did not specify, just asked me to confirm something—if you wish to know specifics."

"Why not carefully investigate during the time I mentioned?"

With that said,

Yang Erlang left without turning back.

Zhang Fusheng stood in place, silent for a long time.

The time he mentioned...when did Yang Erlang mention the time?

No,

He recalled the three taps on his forehead.

Could it be midnight?

Zhang Fusheng pondered, instinctively touching his forehead, suddenly freezing.

The sensation seemed different.

He self-examined and was stunned.

At the ancestral acupoint on his brow, unbeknownst to him, there was a [Celestial Eye].

A tightly closed eye, harboring boundless terrifying power.

Zhang Fusheng remembered Yang Erlang’s parting words—’What use do I have for this Celestial Eye.’

"Do I still need to wait until midnight?"

Zhang Fusheng murmured to himself, with an extremely deep gaze; recently, events have truly come one after another.

Old world figures appearing one after another or revealing their traces,

Xuanqing Daoist, Guang Chengzi, Yang Jian, the second leader of Biyou Palace—suspected to be the Western Queen Mother’s Wu Sheng Lao Mu,

These are just on the surface, and even more reveal themselves secretly.

For example... the Great Sage Equal to Heaven of the Netherworld.

"After absorbing the Six Desires Celestial Maiden’s primal yin, the benefits I gained were indeed immense... what originally required countless years to completely refine, the great cosmos, has now become accomplished in a single stroke."

Zhang Fusheng lowered his head, gazing intently at the thousand strands in the wooden bowl—or thousand dragons, his eyes grew fierce.

The current self is now just a half-step away from becoming a Great Divine Power User.

Six Desires Celestial Maiden ah...

But cultivation is secondary, the greatest benefit is the characteristic of that part of [The Effect from Causes]!

Reflecting the future, even making the future come early.

It’s the maturation of celestial medicine, the decay of things, the death of creatures—these can all be the [Effect] within cause and effect,

All can be interfered with to a certain degree!

Thoughts tumbling, turning a hundred times, and then falling silent.

"Midnight... I ought to see what there is at midnight, what can happen, and what can be detected."

Zhang Fusheng murmured to himself, touching his brow, perceiving the Celestial Eye hidden in the ancestral acupoint, inexplicably gifted by Yang Erlang.

Why did the other party act strangely today, what was it for?

He doesn’t know, and he can’t understand.

Zhang Fusheng’s mind churned, then all settled into silence.

"There remains half a day until midnight... That’s just perfect."

"In half a day, I won’t become a Great Divine Power User, but understanding the Haotian Mirror and the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi is not difficult."

Zhang Fusheng licked his dry lips, suddenly his expression shifted.

A day passed, and Shen Baobao, stuck at the door, finally truly entered Douluo Palace—and it was also at this moment,

As she entered the Taoist Palace.

The rate of time flow there actually returned to normal!

"Douluo Palace..."

Zhang Fusheng murmured, his thoughts coming forth.