Chapter 225: Chapter 173: Taiyin Primordial Qi, the Shaking Gate of the Future

“In my, in the beginning of this eye, it originates from a scroll, a Yin Yang Divine Eye Diagram.”

Black Eye spoke softly, saying thus.

Yin Yang Divine Eye Diagram.

In other words, the Tai Chi Eight Trigrams Diagram of a past life.

“Continue.” Zhang Fusheng frowned, was the old man… the Celestial Lord of Tao and Virtue?

Black Eye spoke in a deep voice:

“All visions flash by quickly, unclear, the only clarity is the Yin Yang Diagram.”

“On that diagram, float two kinds of qi, yin and yang, some faint yin qi descended into the mortal world, just entered my body…”

“Hence, my eye exists.”

He extended his hand, pointing to his ink-black eye, devoid of any sclera or pupil.

“After that, before my eye, was the past—but more so, the future.”

Black Eye’s voice echoed deeply:

“It’s the consequence of all causes, the end of all things, the predestined life plate of others, the future, the stillness…”

In his eye, inky currents flowed slowly, seemingly containing half the myriad creatures of heaven and earth.

“Yin Yang Diagram…”

Zhang Fusheng squatted down, lifted Black Eye, and said meaningfully:

“Come, follow me to a place.”

“What?”

Black Eye spoke in confusion, suddenly feeling the world spinning.

Upon looking around again.

He was on a desolate plain, above was sky-obscuring sunlight—splitting apart to reveal a familiar Taoist Palace.

Silence pervaded the vast countryside.

In the distance, a great river cut off the whole heaven and earth, resembling layers of purgatory scenes,

a chilling bridge spanned the river, the place of rest on the Other Shore, with dimly blooming flowers.

Black Eye looked around, then lifted his head, gazing at the familiar yet indescribable Taoist Palace.

Truly familiar.

This place… is Zhang Fusheng’s Divine Realm.

He heard the prayers of the Central Pole Sect Leader, Emperor of the Underworld, Nine Netherworlds Sin-Extinguishing Celestial Venerate, and looked at the golden Bridge of Heaven and Earth rushing up to that Taoist Palace.

Zhang Fusheng seized Black Eye, taking a step onto the bridge, a step into the Taoist Palace.

’Boom!’

The great door of the Taoist Palace closed thunderously.

Black Eye gazed around in confusion, swallowed nervously, and whispered in horror:

“This place, this is…”

He recognized it.

This is the ’future’ he had glimpsed on Zhang Fusheng’s being, after the latter became a god, the Supreme Taoist Palace he sat in!

“So, you had long found this place.”

He looked at Zhang Fusheng, speaking dryly, a bit lost:

“You are destined to become that Infinite Celestial Venerate… I still don’t understand, how did I offend you?”

Zhang Fusheng stood in the Taoist Palace, smiling:

“A long time ago.”

He waved his hand, a ceramic jar appeared in his palm, a familiar head clasped onto the jar.

Niu Dali.

Niu Dali also saw Black Eye, wanting to speak, but couldn’t open his mouth, making only powerless whimpering sounds.

Black Eye took a few steps back, shivered, yet let out a bitter laugh:

“So it is… but when I helped Niu Dali kill you, it was merely my duty, how can you blame me?”

“Moreover, I advised him too.”

Zhang Fusheng gave him a strange look:

“You schemed against me, and now I kill you, isn’t it right? Besides…”

In Black Eye’s lackluster gaze, he walked to the meditation mat, slowly sitting down.

Chaos Mist surged up, along with layers of deep, endless universes, accompanied by the sound of drums and chants.

The Great Celestial Venerate gazed silently at the trembling Black Eye:

“Moreover, that so-called future you saw.”

“Is already the past.”

Black Eye’s legs gave out, collapsing onto the ground.

“Infinite… Celestial Venerate…”

He murmured dazedly.

Suddenly, he smiled in relief.

“It’s all destiny.”

Black Eye spoke with unusual calmness, sighing:

“It’s a pity I met Niu Dali first, how wonderful it would have been if I met you first…”

The Celestial Venerate seated on the meditation mat stayed silent.

He pondered, if Black Eye had fully supported him from the start, what would he have done?

Would he still have killed him to keep the secret?

Zhang Fusheng felt perhaps he wouldn’t have been able to do such a thing.

He too sighed:

“It’s all destiny.”

With those words.

The Celestial Venerate stretched out a hand, Black Eye floated upward, his head suddenly split open, completely disassembled,

his entire head structure dispersed, all displayed before the Celestial Venerate—and Black Eye, remarkably, remained alive.

The separated neurons continued to transmit signals across space, the parted blood vessels, flowing blood, vanished at their ends, only to leap to distant vessels, resuming circulation.

Black Eye could observe his peculiar state, trembling, horrified, yet puzzled.

Then, at this moment.

With the blessing of an indescribable Position,

Zhang Fusheng truly, vaguely perceived something profound, existing in those eyes.

“A mass… of Yin Qi?”

He mumbled softly:

“No, not Yin Qi, something higher, Innate Taiyin Qi? No, even higher…”

A word naturally burst out in Zhang Fusheng’s mind.

[Innate Taiyin Primordial Qi]

From the Tai Chi Diagram.

A part, a small part of the Yin Yang Fish on the Tai Chi Diagram.

The Great Celestial Venerate extended a hand, his fingertip pierced gently into Black Eye’s eye, hooking lightly.

A mysterious [Qi], was thus drawn out.

Black Eye’s brain reassembled, plopping to the ground with heavy breaths, his formerly ink-black pupil vanished,

replaced with a normal, ordinary eye.

He lifted his head, seeing the Infinite Celestial Venerate holding a wisp of black qi, the black qi flowed,

it was the earth, the moon, the night, gentleness, stillness, restraint…

It was the passive aspect of all things, the [Consequence] in cause and effect, the [End] in the progression of events, the [End] of life…

It was the root of various things.

It was the [Future] in the past, present, and future.

Black Eye stared blankly at that wisp of black qi, unknowingly prostrating on the ground, silently bowing his head.

Zhang Fusheng swallowed again.

He held it up.

Yet, he felt it was it that was holding him.

The position of this mass of Taiyin Primordial Qi was even higher, and more intense, than himself under the blessing of the illusory Eight Sceneries Palace!

It seemed that the Taiyin Primordial Qi, which had been ’disappeared’ by himself before, was also integrated here.

“Tai Chi, Yin-Yang…..”

Zhang Fusheng muttered to himself, contemplating the wondrous things symbolized by the Yin Primordial Qi.

The Yin of Yin-Yang surprisingly represents so many things simultaneously.

The Yin Primordial Qi surged chaotically in his hand, and even sitting on the meditation mat, having received the recognition of the nine Holy Grails from the Tao Ancestor, Zhang Fusheng still found it difficult to grasp.

“It wants to leave…no, it wants to merge into the Eight Sceneries Palace.”

Zhang Fusheng hesitated for a moment, then slowly released his hand. The Taiyin Primordial Qi flowed out through his fingers and suddenly drilled into the Eight Sceneries Palace.

’Buzz!’

The Taoist Palace seemed to tremble for a moment.

Or maybe it didn’t, it was just a fleeting illusion.

In a daze, Zhang Fusheng had a feeling and turned his head to look at the white jade wall behind him.

On the wall, in that circular empty spot, there was a new strand of black aura, lying quietly on it.

As if it had always existed there, and was meant to be there.

“Sure enough, it is a small part of the Tai Chi Diagram.”

Zhang Fusheng looked at the prostrating Black Eye and gently sighed:

“Go.”

In reality, Black Eye’s head exploded, losing its life essence, and the spiritual will that was kneeling in the Eight Sceneries Palace quickly became dull, turning into a residual soul.

Ignoring the residual soul, Zhang Fusheng carefully sensed the changes in the Eight Sceneries Palace but found nothing,

He pondered for a moment, walked to the rear hall, and found that neither the Gate of the Past nor the Now Gate had any changes.

However.

Standing before the tightly closed Gate of the Future.

Zhang Fusheng stretched out his hand and gave it a gentle push.

The door trembled slightly.

’Gulp!’

He swallowed and whispered in amazement:

“Indeed, the Taiyin Primordial Qi represents stillness, passivity, the consequence of all causes, the end of all things, the future…”

“However, a single wisp of Taiyin Primordial Qi seems unable to reveal even a crack in the Gate of the Future.”

“It can only slightly shake it.”

A look of perplexity appeared on Zhang Fusheng’s face; if so, then why had the Gate of the Past opened?

He did not understand.

Returning to sit quietly on the meditation mat.

His position was suddenly elevated.

Higher than before, by three points.

“Now, it seems I can see some…blurry future?”

Zhang Fusheng softly murmured.

With a single thought.

The indescribably high spiritual will descended upon the human world.

……

In a certain upper city.

“Things are getting more interesting.”

The Walking Under God at the level of a Celestial Human sat calmly, speaking:

“Another piece of news has been pushed out by the people behind the scenes.”

He glanced around at the four respectful Divine Favor Envoys, then at the yawning Buddha Son, and continued:

“The news is specifically a secret from within the Western Sect, and a certain elder from the Western Sect has deduced the specific whereabouts of the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron.”

“It’s within Chongyang City.”

Pausing for a moment, the Walking Under God continued:

“Not only have we received the message, but all sects and factions have as well.”

A Divine Favor Envoy at the Innate Realm level pondered and said:

“Now the entire Federation is in a state of lockdown, with the Golden Province completely sealed off due to the upheaval in Jiangzhou.”

“It’s temporarily impossible for elders to descend…”

Another Divine Favor Envoy spoke up:

“Isn’t it the same for other sects? Currently, the only people that each sect can mobilize in the Golden Province are those originally stationed there.”

They began to discuss, as the top figures from the forty-nine provinces of the Federation’s parent star were almost all gathered in those three rebellious provinces—in fact, the rebellion was caused by the sects’ maneuvers behind the scenes.

Currently, within the Golden Province, the Four Great Religions and various factions only had Walking Under God stationed.

A Divine Favor Envoy said:

“Western Sect, Eastern Sect, Ancient Saint Sect, Celestial Principle Sect, Pantheon Sect.”

“Plus our Mandala line.”

“Six Great Celestial Beings!”

After a pause, he spoke solemnly:

“But the Six Great Celestial Beings obviously can’t engage in open combat—there is still a Governor seated in Golden City!”

The Walking Under God looked at him:

“Are you suggesting that I remain inactive and let you go compete for the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle Iron?”

The Divine Favor Envoy stood up and saluted respectfully:

“Just my humble opinion. As long as the celestial beings of other sects remain inactive, so should you.”

“At a time like this, whoever stands out first will become the target of public criticism.”

The Walking Under God nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, and decided:

“According to the message, the time for the appearance of the Sea-Stabilizing Needle Divine Iron is set for February 9th of next year.”

“Chongyang City is currently in chaos…do this, quietly infiltrate Chongyang one by one, and get prepared.”

“Yes!” The four Divine Favor Envoys nodded in unison.

The Walking Under God waved his hand, and the four envoys each took their leave, leaving only him and the Buddha Son in the quiet chamber.

“Buddha Son, what is your opinion on this matter?” the elderly man asked.

The Buddha Son lifted his eyelids slightly, patting the Withered Woman lying on his back:

“Baby, what do you think of this?”

The Withered Woman yawned:

“What else can I do? Just watch while lying down!”

The Buddha Son looked at the elder and said with a straight face:

“Then I shall watch while sitting.”

The Walking Under God’s mouth twitched, and he said helplessly:

“You are the Silent Fury Buddha Son, yet you remain so mischievous…”

Pausing, he shook his head and said:

“Back to the point, the people behind the scenes are spreading news about the Sea-Stabilizing Needle Divine Iron on a large scale, with unclear intentions. There might be changes in the Golden Province. Do you want to go to Golden City first and hide there?”

“Whatever.”

The Buddha Son said calmly:

“I can go anywhere…hmm?”

He suddenly touched his chest and his expression became solemn:

“It’s coming.”

“What?” The Walking Under God was momentarily stunned, then quickly reacted, suddenly turning his gaze.

In the quiet chamber, a mass of Chaos Mist had unknowingly begun to spread.

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