Secret Buyer-Chapter 353 - 268: Devouring Celestial Position, Challenging the True God, Subduing the Red Bull!

Chapter 353: Chapter 268: Devouring Celestial Position, Challenging the True God, Subduing the Red Bull!

Niu Dali didn’t even have time to wail before he was completely assimilated, and at this moment, the Taotie Bloodline flowed through the giant bull’s body!

"Are you giving me a boon?" The giant bull was surprised: "Such a mysterious bloodline power, originating from a rare great evil, I can sense..."

"Stop sensing it!"

Zhang Fusheng punched the bull’s head, but the bull’s head was unharmed; instead, his fist was cracked by the impact,

Yet he was smiling, dragging his shattered body and stepping back in large strides:

"Everyone! I’ll leave it to you!"

Zhang Fusheng roared.

The blood-colored giant bull looked up in shock to see two imposing figures approaching, it was that little brat Su Qiansuan and a golden-armored creature, as large as a star,

These two were nothing significant, just Venerates, what made it most wary was a carriage that was coming!

Wait.

The blood-colored giant bull’s expression suddenly changed, sensing the dangerous bloodline within its body, heavy and immensely powerful,

So much so that, through its divine embryo avatar, it pierced through the dimensional gaps and penetrated the original form sitting in the Different Dimension!

The original form was also acquiring this immensely powerful dangerous bloodline synchronously.

"Can my original form come down now?!"

The blood-colored giant bull rejoiced, letting out a bull’s moo, laughing, and looking up,

That bloodline power shattered the indestructible void, piercing directly into the Different Dimension, anchoring its original form!

"So that’s how it is." Zhang Fusheng understood, using the power of the Taotie Bloodline, both the avatar and the original form obtained it together——

Thus, the Taotie Bloodline forcibly penetrated the original form through the avatar, although a great boon, it also exposed the original form’s location, anchoring it!

"Capture it."

A gentle voice from Miss Mingyue came from the carriage.

Su Qiansuan and the golden-armored creature attacked from left and right, subduing the blood-colored giant bull,

An infinitely authoritative, cold voice resonated from the Different Dimension:

"How bold..."

Zhang Fusheng looked up, seeing the true form of the God of Plague, it was countless times larger than himself,

The breath it took circulated an unimaginable wild aura, just observing it sent chills down his spine,

Merely the gaze of the Plague God’s true form caused his Heaven and Earth [Great Body] to start crumbling!

Is this the existence of the Third Realm of the Divine Path??

"True Monarch Fruit Position..." Miss Mingyue’s voice sounded again from the carriage: "Young Master Zhang, now is the time."

Her voice was entirely calm, without the slightest fluctuation, her jade-like hand extended from the carriage, holding a nearly blank scroll.

A scroll personally penned by [Zhen Yuanzi].

The scroll expanded in the wind, unfolding into a sky-blocking Divine Map, following the ’passage’ briefly pierced by the Taotie Bloodline, embedding directly into the Different Dimension,

Encasing the true body of the True Monarch of Plague!

"Bodhisattva Fruit Position corresponds to the True Monarch Fruit Position? The Third Realm of the Divine Path is the ancient Bodhisattva and True Monarch!"

This thought flashed through Zhang Fusheng’s mind,

He responded, fearlessly, enduring the streams of black mist cascading from the true form of the Plague, charging against them!

Every stream of black mist had the power to instantly corrode and suppress him, yet not a single one touched him even slightly,

All were brushed aside by Miss Mingyue’s jade-like hand!

"This is... Ancestor of Land Immortals!!"

The God of Plague snarled in anger:

"It’s that damned thing’s aura! You are its pawns!"

Miss Mingyue’s face showed annoyance:

"Ancestor of Land Immortals... Rebel with Heavenly Strength!"

She guided again with her great power, leveraging the scroll left by the elder, assaulting a Great Divine Power User, a True Monarch, a Bodhisattva!

The scroll reflected divine light, unveiling the Celestial Position occupied by the God of Plague.

Zhang Fusheng neared the Different Dimension, targeting the gaps in the scroll, he took a bite on the Celestial Position where the God of Plague sat!

’Slurp!’

He took a fierce sip.

The Celestial Position, was swallowed down.

"Roar!!!" The God of Plague bellowed in furious surprise, struggled violently, Miss Mingyue was coughing blood,

Quickly, she pulled Zhang Fusheng back, then withdrew the scroll, sweeping her sleeve!

"Soul Capture."

Within the scroll, the penmanship ink from [Zhen Yuanzi] gleamed, the plague god deprived of its Celestial Position——

Or rather, the True Monarch level Plague Bull was forcibly sucked into the scroll!!

Just happened to replace the blank spot from where Miss Mingyue had exited the painting.

The appearance of the God of Plague, or rather the true form of the Plague Bull True Monarch.

Was thus sealed within the scroll.

Only the divine embryo still being suppressed by the golden armor and Su Qiansuan remained.

The dimensional rift in the sky pierced by the Taotie Bloodline,

Also quietly mended at this moment.

Everything returned to silence, before Zhang Fusheng’s eyes lay only a dense black light.

The Celestial Position swallowed down churned in his belly, shrouding his eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind, blocking his perception of color, sound, smell, taste, touch, and law.

He was sinking, sinking, sinking.

A day, two days, ten days.

Until the dense, endless black was parted by a bloodstained jade hand, he was retrieved from the depths.

As he was retrieved, he heard Miss Mingyue’s gentle voice by his ear.

"If not for Young Master Zhang, we wouldn’t have been able to lock down this ox monster, nor extract the Plague Celestial Position... the life of this bull is tied to the scroll, tear the scroll, the bull perishes."

"No matter if it is a True Monarch, a Great Divine Power User, it does not matter."

"Thus, I offer this scroll to Young Master Zhang, in exchange for the Plague Celestial Position, is that agreeable?"

The voice fell, everything became clear again.

He was already in a bamboo grove.

Zhang Fusheng opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the prostrated Red Bull in front of him, and Miss Mingyue, in her plain clothes stained with blood, her whole body cracked.

She was squatting beside him, wiping the sweat from his forehead, handing him a scroll of the Red Bull roaring at the mountain.

"With this scroll, at least the divine embryo Red Bull left in the outside world would not dare to defy Young Master Zhang’s words."

Zhang Fusheng panted heavily, looking at the furious Red Bull True Monarch fixed in the scroll,

Then glanced once more at the prostrated blood-red Red Bull in front of him, just an avatar, a fleeting will, a divine embryo.

He suddenly let out a bitter laugh.

"Before I left Hangu City westward, I truly got myself a bull?"

"Such is time, such is fate!"