Chapter 489: Chapter 325: Refining the Grand Cosmos, The Day of Breaking the Cocoon

"What happened??"

The entire Yin Chang’an shook at this moment,

amidst the violent sway, Li Yiyi looked around in panic, supporting each other with Luo Cheng:

"Is the tomb about to open?"

Beside them, the scruffy old man, who was at least a celestial human, managed to stabilize himself completely, looked up solemnly:

"Earthquake!"

Li Yiyi instinctively looked up and saw celestial light floating above, inscribed with the arcane array buried within the rock layer, cracking!

The vibration of the rock layers intensified, and a resonance from above descended!

"Time is eternal, the opportunity has arrived."

"Summon the Celestial Book, wield the Earth-Splitting Sword, open the Imperial Mausoleum, honor the ancestors!"

The voices of Yuan Tiandao and Wei Bushi reverberated downwards, penetrating the earth, tearing the land apart!

Then.

The rock layers collapsed; huge rocks emitting celestial light, bearing remnants of arrays, rolled down, smoke and dust swept down in vast waves,

Li Yiyi instinctively activated her vision technique, misty clarity clouded her eyes,

She looked around in confusion, seeing the old man sitting before the Buddha statue shining incredibly brightly,

seeing the Buddha statue vast and boundless, seeing within the fractured land, things manifest as both law and heavenly...

She instinctively turned her gaze to the youth in the Taiji Hall.

Unexpectedly,

the youth with the slowly rotating wheel behind him had not a trace of light on him, instead, seemed like a ’black hole,’ devouring all brilliance from every direction...

What is going on?

Li Yiyi didn’t know, nor could she understand it thoroughly.

She heard the rumbling,

Saw the rock layers thoroughly splitting to both sides, saw the black-hole-like youth suddenly plummet to the ground, with the rotating wheel behind him vanishing,

becoming ordinary, extremely common.

Then, ’silk threads,’ unknown threads grew out of the void, wrapping around the youth circle after circle, eventually forming a divine cocoon!

"What is that..." she asked bewilderedly, the divine cocoon seemed to be nurturing that terrifying existence.

Precisely what is being nurtured?

In her confusion, light simply shone through from the split in the rock layers overhead.

"Summon!"

"The Emperor emerges!"

The roar came from above, the blind old man holding a corner of the Celestial Book was trembling,

while the Buddha, the belly hiding the future Nine Netherworld in the Maitreya Buddha Statue, yet birthed more and more cracks...

The belly’s Nine Netherworld also began to tremble violently, tearing open!

Li Yiyi lastly saw, there were people.

Many people, coming down from the cracked rock layer, celestial humans rushing to seize opportunities,

The blind man with a cane and the elderly holding a long sword,

the yellow teeth old man accompanied by a maiden, and a young couple, also a figure cloaked in fog, seemingly with three heads and six arms...

In Yin Chang’an, it was tumultuous and heavenly.

On February 6th,

The sky was overcast, the chill of spring.

The Imperial Mausoleum opened, and opportunities emerged.

.........

Zhang Fusheng was immersed in the boundless Tao rhythm.

"Innate spiritual beings..."

He muttered lowly, sensing himself transforming into an innate spiritual being, perceiving the Tao he had achieved.

In truth, he was betting.

Betting on the truth of what the Eastern Emperor and the Celestial Emperor claimed, that even supremes found it difficult to gaze upon the present, betting his Tao could be truly hidden away.

But whether he won that bet?

Zhang Fusheng didn’t know.

"The path of the unique and singular..."

He sat cross-legged atop his sea of spirituality—not the divine realm, but his most fundamental, most primal spiritual world and sea.

He quietly contemplated, calmly fused.

"This singular path could also be called the path of singularity, all things in heaven and earth have similarities, but this path is unique, and what it symbolizes is unique, similarly..."

"The essence of this path is to nourish the self through all things."

Zhang Fusheng slowly came to understand—this is a path rejected by all creatures.

Unique path, singular path,

seeking only self-certification, considering all external things as nourishment, a truly self-sustaining route,

The so-called unique means absolutely singular, also implying everything is unique—especially the latter.

"To say everything is unique in other words means all things in heaven and earth, all paths in the world do not exist, only ’self’ remains as solely this [one]."

"Normally, it is one generates two, two generate three, three generate all things."

"But for the unique path, it is all things return to three, three return to two, two return to one."

"All things are unique, all things return to one."

"Thus, it is also called the path of singularity."

Zhang Fusheng realized in his heart, this path is extremely dangerous, opposite to everything, rejected by all creatures and even the other paths.

Likewise, it would be likely rejected by the supremes.

Because being unique, destined to stand against all things, yet it is also his current opportunity to rid himself of the supremes.

"I have transformed into the symbol of such a path, becoming an innate spiritual being, having my own birthright honorific—Blessed Infinite Celestial Venerable."

"After this."

Zhang Fusheng sat cross-legged on his spiritual sea, his gaze bright:

"After this, every gift from the supremes, I have the capability to ’return to one,’ assimilate with my essence."

"Since I am this path, how could I still be someone else? How could I become someone else?"

"Shouldn’t others be me! Others become me!"

He exhaled, his spiritual sea swaying,

himself transforming into the symbol of the unique path,

meanwhile, external ’things’ upon him were quietly being assimilated.

Central Pole Sect Leader, world-honored Tathagata, Taiqing, Primordial of Fuli, Human Ancestor Position...

It’s everything and everything.

Yet Zhang Fusheng didn’t forcibly assimilate these things into himself—that would expose himself,

The Supremes will definitely notice, what will happen then?

I don’t know, but it certainly won’t be good.

These external objects,

Are all assimilated by him into the subordinate path of the Sole Path — the Wheel Path.

Specifically, that Wheel of All Things.

"The innate divine technique brought to me by the Sole Path is [Assimilation], everything, objects, and living creatures can be assimilated as part of me."

"The innate divine technique brought by the Wheel Path, then, is the Wheel of All Things..."

"Thus, in the eyes of the Supremes, I have become the incarnation of the Wheel Path, and my actions merely revolve the things I have learned and mastered..."

Zhang Fusheng’s eyes were bright:

"But when the opportunity arises, I can immediately integrate the multitude of things on the wheel into myself! Merge into myself!"

He clapped his hands and smiled, he has finally found the way to break the impasse—although he still doesn’t know what the impasse is.

"All Supremes want me to become someone else... But I want others to become me."

"All things are me, all paths are me."

Zhang Fusheng muttered to himself, the only flaw now is that the Eastern Emperor might notice one or two—but it’s unlikely.

Because the other party just suffered a backlash.

He shook his head, thinking nothing further, while silently transforming into an Innate Spiritual Being, aligning with the Sole Path while also feigning alignment with the Wheel Path,

At the same time,

He also observed the vast cosmos in the void.

"Refining this universe to merge it with my Divine Realm is urgent, and once refined, I can use Spiritual Cultivation to accelerate this universe’s timeline."

"Refining a universe is not accomplished in a day, but..."

Zhang Fusheng smiled, surveying the Contract,

In the past month, the High Heaven Association members from the Golden Province provided him with a considerable amount of ’taxes’,

Including spiritual cultivation, technique cultivation, and cultivation time.

Not much, seventeen hundred years of cultivation time.

But it’s entirely sufficient for refining the universe—nowadays, I’m not the same person with extremely poor talent from before.

"Every Innate Spiritual Being, enlightenment is uncertain, but root bone is the best in the world..."

Moreover, refining the universe and worlds is cultivation for the Venerable Realm.

Thoughts trigger the light orb, seventeen hundred years of cultivation time quietly envelops him.

[The first year, I begin refining this vast, expansive universe]

[The five hundredth year, under the support of the Primordial Cloud, I successfully touched the nucleus of the universe with my Divine Thought]

[The eight hundredth year, this extremely large universe is about to be initially refined, it can merge into my Divine Realm]

[The thousandth year, I have succeeded]

[Such a large universe, ordinary Venerables wouldn’t dare to refine it, as even initial refinement might take millions of years]

[But for me, it only takes a thousand years]

[The immense universe slowly merges with my Divine Realm, transforming into my Blessed Land, Buddha Country]

[Next, as long as it is completely refined, and I become a Great Saint Spirit within it, I can start attempting to break into the Great Power Domain]

In the vast void, that large universe visible across the myriad realms quietly vanished.

Meanwhile, in the Divine Realm.

[I thought for a long time, finally transforming this universe into the first star atop the celestial vault of my Divine Realm]

[My Divine Realm is vibrating, though merely initial refinement, refining only one part, yet every gesture still contains one-tenth the power of the entire universe]

[The eleven hundredth year...]

[The seventeen hundredth year, I have refined three parts of this ancient universe]

[With a casual punch, it can carry three parts of the weight of this ancient universe]

Seventeen hundred years end here.

"Another three to five thousand years will refine it to ten parts—unfortunately, I’m cultivating the Fuli Chapter."

Zhang Fusheng expressed some regret, as other Venerables only need to fully refine a realm to start peeking into the Great Power Domain,

But it’s different for him, besides complete refinement, he also needs to become a Great Saint Spirit.

"Weaver... You’ve got to push harder."

Zhang Fusheng murmured to himself, quietly sensing the earth-shattering power within himself.

Ordinary Venerables refine merely small realms of several thousand miles in width, and their gestures carry the weight, essence, and native beings’ support of that realm,

Whereas the one he refined is a true universe spanning billions of light-years, encompassing countless star clusters!

How strong is he now?

Zhang Fusheng doesn’t know.

"It’s a bit rough against the Great Divine Power Users." He murmured, recalling the white-haired elder establishing a rule with one statement, temporarily changing an area’s rules, prohibiting ’the sword’.

Naturally, the opposing party could also prohibit the universe’s support.

"But against a Great Power... It’s probably different."

Zhang Fusheng felt somewhat excited, believing that a Great Power might happen to swiftly obliterate him—yet likewise,

The cosmic support and Heaven Cleaving sword aura might enable him to instantly destroy a weaker Great Power!

Everything depends on who acts first.

"Integrating with the Sole Path is nearly complete... From this point onwards."

"I am first the Blessed Infinite Celestial Venerate, then the World-Honored One Tathagata and Taiqing Laozi."

"The Sole Path..."

Zhang Fusheng lowered his eyelids, recalling precisely what the Eastern Emperor said—Supremes seek further advancement, achieving Tao Fruit,

It requires all ’supports’ to merge into oneself.

Isn’t this precisely his path?

"Awaken, awaken."

He swept away his thoughts, telling himself so, keenly aware of the earth-shattering changes seemingly occurring outside.

"Awaken, awaken."

......

At this very moment, the Maitreya Buddha Statue had completely split, its belly in the Nine Netherworld also trembling, and a certain Divine Mountain within the Nine Netherworld had collapsed,

Souls from the past were rushing forth, returning from ten thousand years in the future to the present!

Bronze sculptures within Yin Chang’an suddenly shivered.

Bronze color fading, human skin emerging.

Yin Chang’an, also transforming into the true Golden Age Chang’an.

Noisy with human voices.

"It’s the handiwork of Ziwei Old Man..." Nezha’s avatar stood in the corner of Chang’an, quietly observing everything,

His gaze then shifted to the imperial palace, where in a shattered hall was a gigantic Divine Cocoon.

The Divine Cocoon gently trembled, as if the things inside were about to emerge.