Chapter 488: Chapter 324: Today I Attain the Dao—Diminishing All Things to Nourish Myself!

The ancient banner beside him swayed, the bodhi behind him wavered, and above his head, scenes of the creation of heaven and earth rapidly flashed by!

Thus.

Under the trembling of the entire Other Shore world,

Zhang Fusheng defied the innate.

Not the innate of the Innate Realm, but the innate born before the heavens.

That is,

Innate Spiritual Being.

"Water Dao Body, Innate Spiritual Being, and..."

He immersed himself in the profound mysteries and murmured to himself:

"And the Merit Dao Body."

Adding to the past Saint’s Golden Body, Eighteen-foot True Body, and Fuli Dharma Body,

six layers of profound physiques gathered together,

a brand-new Innate Spiritual Being was born.

The so-called Innate Spiritual Beings are born before or at the moment of creation, inherently aligned with a path,

such as the Pure-blooded Innate Golden Crow — Ancestor Golden Crow, born to transform into a great sun, symbolizing the great sun;

or Innate Ancestor Dragon, Ancestor Phoenix, etc., even to Ancestor Roc Peng, Ancestor Taotie, each symbolizing a certain path,

above them, only the Innate Saint Spirits — such as The Three Pristine Ones.

Naturally.

When Zhang Fusheng transformed into an Innate Spiritual Being, he quietly aligned with a path.

"What is my path?"

He asked himself.

Is it the Primordial of Fuli I’ve cultivated so far?

No, that is the path of the Primordial of Fuli.

Is it the boundless heights brought by the position of Taiqing? No, that is the path of Taiqing.

It’s not the path of Buddha, of Great Brilliance, of Great Wisdom, nor the most ancient position of the Human Ancestor given by Wa—

These were all from the outside, not formed by himself.

Although Zhang Fusheng could completely choose these paths, they were not what he desired.

To be oneself.

"My path..."

Wrapped in the ultimate essence of Dao, Zhang Fusheng contemplated within, the path of the sword?

He remained silent, ultimately choosing to give up.

Even though transforming into the symbol of the path of the sword, which inherently pertained to massacre, could drastically boost his combat power,

it was only a temporary thrill.

Then, what exactly is my path?

The Innate Merit Purple Qi surged and roared, and Zhang Fusheng knew he needed to make a decision quickly.

He thought of the Contract.

Everything he had achieved in more than half a year, from an ordinary high school student to where he stood now, relied entirely on the Contract.

"The Contract is for trade, transformation, and the cycle, but is this the path I demand?"

Zhang Fusheng pondered silently, realizing that all this time, he had not been trading but harming external things to benefit himself, which was [Sole Sovereignty].

"Among the eighty-four thousand paths under heaven, which one should belong to me?"

"The Heavens? Water and Fire? Decay and Flourish? Or the Cause and Effect, the Time I’ve understood the most?"

"No, none of these."

"Heavenly Path uses the excess to replenish the lack."

"Human Path harms the insufficient to benefit the excess."

"Although I speak of the Heavenly Path, I’ve always followed the Human Path."

"Harming all things and all beings, all Immortals and Buddhas, all worlds, past and present, to benefit myself."

"When I attain the Dao, I will give back to all beings."

"Set!"

He — It, after lightly uttering the word ’set’.

Suddenly.

That light, that splendid light, that glorious light, those wondrous scenes, all divine apparitions, strange phenomena,

in an instant, vanished completely.

All receded back into the young man’s shell.

"My path is to harm all things to benefit myself, and once I attain the Dao, to give back to all things, in endless cycles, revolving without end."

"He withers, he exhausts, he perishes, ceasing to be and rotting."

"I thrive, I flourish, I live, unceasing, and immortal."

The sound of the Dao lingered, echoing throughout Yin Chang’an, all past events, all bygone happenings, became part of his position as an Innate Spiritual Being, became his path.

The title of Taiqing, the position of Buddha, the technique of Fuli... all external things came to serve me, and I will forever just be me, and external things will always just be external things.

This is his own path.

But Zhang Fusheng knew he must not let the Supremes know this, so he chose self-deprecation and did not immediately conform to the ’Path of Sole Sovereignty’.

Or, in more precise terms, what should be called [My Path], or more accurately, [The Only Path].

Zhang Fusheng transformed into an Innate Spiritual Being, symbolizing [The Only Path], but he communicated with the chaotic bell on the yin side of the Divine Realm,

using the chaotic bell to conceal all abilities, hiding this path as well.

"Now, using the guise of the yin-yang cycle to cover up the reality of the only path."

"What I symbolize is merely the path of the cycle."

’Buzz!’

A roar rose from the void, the Primordial of Fuli technique, the Cause and Effect technique, the Buddha technique, the Taiqing technique, the Sin-Extinguishing Celestial Venerate technique...

Various techniques manifested, conforming to the only, evolving into a gigantic, inconceivable wheel of many Dao, quietly suspended behind the young man, quietly turning.

The Other Shore world no longer trembled.

Yin Chang’an also fell into dead silence.

In the silence.

The sloppy old man, Li Yiyi, and Luo Cheng looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what had happened,

the former gazed at the young man with the rotating great wheel of many Dao behind him, attempting to call out,

but the young man remained motionless, simply sitting cross-legged in the void,

only the wheel quietly rotating,

growing denser and deeper with every turn, and everything in Yin Chang’an flowing toward the wheel of many Dao with each rotation.

One turn, two turns, three turns...

Zhang Fusheng remained with eyes tightly closed, chaotic light floating under him, the Primordial Cloud swirling at the ancestral acupoint of his brow,

while the Contract silently radiated light from somewhere unknown.

He seemed to be asleep, forming a true [Dao Name] of his own.

"The Only Path, the Path of Sole Sovereignty, is also the Path of the Cycle, the Path of harming all things to benefit myself..."

Zhang Fusheng fell into complete silence, sitting in the void, the wheel behind him unmoving.

The three watching him couldn’t help but form an ’answer’ in their minds.

The person before them was not the World-Honored One Buddha, not an ancient Daoist, not a Buddha.

He, It should be called —

"Blessed Infinite Celestial Venerable?" Li Yiyi murmured.

Yes, this is the name.

It seemed like it was always like this, as if it should have always been so.

At the same time.

The Jiuzong Mountain Range suddenly shook, rocks rolled, and the earth split apart—

The Thousand-Mile Zhaoling opened today.

The closed-eyed Yuan Feidao suddenly began to glow, and the Maitreya Buddha Statue abruptly cracked!