Secret Buyer-Chapter 302 - 231: Shift the Blame!

"There was an attack there by an unknown force. It was brutal. With the Cui family estate at its center, everything for miles was withered."

"A black mist surged like a tide, and the estate turned into a scene of unimaginable horror. Everyone was struck by a great plague. Even the two Innate warriors were infected, coughing blood, barely holding on!"

The upheaval at the Cui family estate spread through Chongyang City like a gust of wind.

In the city, lurking sects and Divine Favor Envoys all gazed towards the Cui family estate,

only to see the black mist roiling, with grim, undying skeletons standing within it. A figure in a black robe emerged,

and everywhere he tread, plants and trees withered, leaving the ground covered with an indelible gray.

Two Innate masters of the Cui family fled through the sky, coughing brilliant blood along their way, a pitiful sight.

"Where did they... come from?"

Taoist Xu from the Eastern Sect was shocked, watching the scene unfold:

"Plague, withering, decline... Could it be related to the Western Sect, the followers of the Plague God?"

Taoist Xu’s expression slightly tightened, then relaxed.

He murmured:

"World Venerate above..."

As he spoke, the distant black mist began to recede, and one by one, the grim skeletons and the enigmatic figure in the black robe

vanished into the shadows along with the retreating fog, disappearing completely.

All that remained was the desolate land and the sky-high aura of pestilence.

No one dared to approach.

......

The underground market.

No one here knew about the shocking turn of events at the Cui family estate.

Most people didn’t even know who the Cui family was.

"He won!"

Li Yiyi exclaimed in amazement, and the crowd murmured in surprise, completely unexpected that this young man actually won a game!

What would be the prize this time?

Intense gazes shot over, and the old chess stall owner breathed rapidly, his face extremely pale.

Others couldn’t see it, but with the help of the chessboard, he could clearly see that this terrifying young man was repeatedly crushing the cause of his losing streak!

The most crucial thing is.....

He heard the divine decree.

The great Ancestor of Land Immortals issued an order that resounded in his mind, containing only a brief sentence.

[The one who defies the god, lies within your reach]

Is it this young man?

It must be this young man.

Zhang Fusheng quietly gazed at the bald old man, reaching out to rub the very familiar chessboard,

he had just taken the time to enter the Divine Realm and went to the Longevity Mountain’s Five Mansions Temple.

As expected.

In one of the eighty-one rooms, Zhang Fusheng saw a dark red chessboard identical to this one.

He walked in, using Touching the Void, gently caressed the chessboard, wanting to lift it, only to be shocked to find the chessboard incredibly heavy!

Zhang Fusheng raised an eyebrow in disbelief, as behind him appeared the majestic Grotto Heaven consecrating the Sin-Extinguishing Celestial Venerate,

instantly transforming into the Ten Thousand Feet Bull Demon.

Yet the narrow room could eerily accommodate the entire Ten Thousand Feet Bull Demon,

though towering at ten thousand feet, he didn’t even touch the three or four meter high ceiling.

"Rise!!"

Zhang Fusheng shouted, the Flame Divine Mountain shook, exerting all his strength to lift the chessboard—still, he failed.

"A small chessboard, at least as heavy as a vast mountain range..."

Zhang Fusheng muttered to himself, his eyes gleaming brightly, and externally, the chess stall owner’s chessboard, should be an imitation of this chessboard from the Five Mansions Temple.

But here’s the question.

Since the chessboard did not, like other Supreme Treasures, drift into the real world, how could there be an imitation?

Unless.....

It was an imitation bestowed by the Ancestor of Land Immortals.

His consciousness returned to his body.

Zhang Fusheng observed and noticed a few young folks with compasses, appearing frightened and hesitant to approach from afar,

the compass needles all pointed towards the old chess stall owner, directed at the old fellow,

yet Zhang Fusheng could sense that these people were terrified of him.

They recognized him.

’Tap, tap, tap’

Zhang Fusheng lightly knocked thrice on the chessboard:

"Boss, where’s my prize?"

Three knocks, in others’ ears, sounded ordinary, but in the chess stall owner’s ears, they were like three thundering heavenly booms!

His organs trembled fiercely, hair disheveled, he struggled to speak:

"I can’t afford to give a reward...."

"Then come with me, how about it?" Zhang Fusheng asked softly, his eyes deep as the tide.

This chessboard is very problematic.

Interwoven all over it were various causes, each thread seemingly from those who lost,

but these causes were extraordinary, like after Li Yiyi and Luo Cheng lost their games,

the causes connected to them continuously drew something.

It seemed to be Essence, Qi, and Spirit.

Yet also seemed to be Qi luck.

Ancestor of Land Immortals... Divine Descent?

Divine Descent requires a large amount of souls and blood as sacrifices, fleetingly communicating with a Different Dimension to establish a ’bridge’, only thus can part of a deity’s will be led to descend.

If there were a Stabilizing Needle.....

Then the true body could descend.

The old man, now trembling, wore a smile uglier than a cry on his face:

"Customer is kidding..."

He forced himself to be calm, believing that this terrifying being playing with cause and effect might not know who he was.

After all, he hadn’t revealed any clues... right?

The bald old man reassured himself with this thought,

when he saw the young man tap the chessboard once more.

’Tap!!’

This soft sound left the chess stall owner dizzy and dazed, in a trance, his vision blurry.

When he opened his eyes again.

He found himself in a vast hall, solemn and dignified around,

before him was a majestic incense burner, and a grand shrine, within which the tablet bore the words [Heaven and Earth]!

An overwhelming might surged, and the old man involuntarily knelt before the Heaven and Earth Tablet, rejoicing:

"Venerable God above!!"

He had been here before.