Donghuang Ziji

Chapter 508: The Phantoms Disappear Year by Year

Shao Siming stood in the void, looking at the arm of Taixu Zhenjun that seemed to appear and disappear. At this moment, Zhenjun's power was not enough to interfere with the fate of this world on a large scale, but it could still have a slight impact on some details.

Chu Tai was worried that this True Lord would have a negative impact on his subsequent arrangements, so he decided to deal with him first.

However, when Shao Siming walked in, the original thirty-eight crisscrossing lines and the many almost invisible black and white illusory chess pieces suddenly merged inward and transformed into a blurry human figure constructed by countless illusory black and white chess pieces and vertical and horizontal lines.

"Master Taixu? No, you are Master Zhusui."

Shao Siming stared at the crisscrossing black and white lines and chess pieces. If you look closely, you can see that they are a ball of crystal mist. The chess pieces are made up of countless bubbles, and the central core is an almost dim star that looks like a black chess piece.

As he spoke, Shao Siming also looked towards Jinque Zhenjun in the direction of the National Master's Mansion on Earth. The power there had also changed. The original power of order had lost a lot of its spirituality, and the proportion of order was constantly increasing.

Noticing Shao Siming's actions, True Lord Zhu Sui whispered, "I can't hide it from you."

As he spoke, the image of True Lord Zhu Sui continued to fill up. The black and white lines around him began to dance. On his arm made of crystal mist, a miniature shadow of a broken Jupiter appeared. He said softly, "You don't have to worry about what I will do. We came here to ask for help."

"Ask for help? You all are people who have attained the highest level of enlightenment, why would you ask me for help?"

Shao Siming frowned slightly and was very alert.

True Lord Zhu Sui smiled and said, "Although you can't help us, the one who created you can. I can see that a large part of your essence comes from our Pure and Eternal Blessing Heaven, which allows you to survive and accept the power of the Lost and Turbid World, oh, that is, the power of the Eastern Extreme Chenguang Heaven as they call it. I don't need you to do anything, just create a spiritual fetus for us when we connect..."

Looking at the True Lord Zhusui in front of him, Shao Siming always felt that something was not right.

He was unwilling to help the other party, and a faint green light condensed in his palm, but before he could make a move, the words of Master Zhusui rang out again.

"I personally recommend that you don't do this. According to the more than 6,317,000 futures I have seen, you will get what you want no more than one in ten times. In most of them, the time sequence of this illusory world collapses, and most of the sentient beings perish, and your act of salvation will fail."

"Are you threatening me?"

Shao Siming's eyes turned cold, and the True Lord Zhu Sui shook his head and said, "I am just stating the facts. In fact, before I said this, I also saw 752,130 different futures, and this way of expression is the one you can accept the most."

"I don't think I can't handle you talking nicely."

The green light on Shao Siming's hand slowed down, and True Lord Zhu Sui continued, "But in the other ways, you will not suppress your own strength, and will eventually take action when you think you have the upper hand. Among them, more than 400,000 futures have shown that if you do so, our battle will deteriorate further, and ultimately your idea will fail."

"So, you are now showing me your strength to make me give up trying to stop you?"

Shao Siming's answer made True Lord Zhu Sui nod his head: "That's right, there is no big conflict between you and me. I see that you hope to use this opportunity to save this illusory world, integrate them into the lost and turbid world, and perfect your own Tao fruit."

"I can help you with this process. Please believe that with the power of me, Taixu and Jinque, your Dao fruit will be more perfect, and the process of integrating into the confused and turbid world will be smoother. You only need to help us a little bit..."

Before True Lord Zhusui finished speaking, Shao Siming sneered and said, "After helping you a little, I will do you another favor, such as handing over my Dao Fruit as a sacrifice to you so that you can obtain the complete identity of Dongji Chenguang Datian, or offering my body as a container to carry you?" "Please believe me, I won't do that..."

Just as True Lord Zhusui began to speak, he was interrupted by Shao Siming again: "Well, you won't do that, but Taixu can, Jinque can, right? Oh, maybe there are also the powers of True Lords Wanling? Feixian? Dongzhao?"

True Lord Zhusui fell silent, and countless crystal mists gradually emerged around him. Countless geometric bodies began to piece together, gradually constructing the phantom of a palace, which was full of unspeakable mystery and majesty. An illusory god appeared and reached out to grab Shao Siming.

Under that arm, fate seemed to be anchored and changes seemed to be locked. The moment he saw it, Shao Siming had a feeling that he could not influence or interfere with it.

Shao Siming could sense that everything about him was shrinking in a certain direction and his future was being fixed.

But Shao Siming was not panicked, but whispered: "Lord Yunzhong..."

As the mist rose, Shao Siming disappeared from the sight of Zhusui Zhenjun, and the locking power on his arm also lost its effect.

"The power of the Secret Treasure Master, but something seems a little off..."

Zhusui Zhenjun looked around and a shadow of Jupiter appeared in his eyes. He looked for the most suitable action based on his own characteristics of being in the past and chasing the future.

But slowly, Master Zhusui discovered that the future he could see was also being shrouded in fog little by little.

"There's no chance. Just do it. Force it out!"

Feeling that his perception of the future was gradually disappearing, he raised his hand and released the shadow of Jupiter, trying to disrupt the time sequence of this illusory world and force Shao Siming to come out.

"As expected, you are not the complete True Lord Zhu Sui. You are just the spiritual product of the power that True Lord Zhu Sui left in this world. Are the Dao Fruit powers of your world so active and intelligent?"

Yun Zhongjun's voice echoed all around. While obscuring the future, he also felt the power of Zhusui Zhenjun and his means of pursuing the future. Naturally, he could also see that the phantom of Zhusui Zhenjun in front of him was just an independent shadow.

The shadow of True Lord Zhu Sui smiled and said, "Back then, the Twelve Ancestors of the human race sought the Emperor of Heaven, praying for a future where all spirits would fight for the Way. The Emperor of Heaven chose to accept the Twelve Ancestors' prayers because all things were changing slowly at the time. After they proved that they could maintain order, he temporarily fell into a deep sleep."

"I just never thought that I would be schemed against, to the point where... um..."

The shadow of True Lord Zhusui was halfway through his words when he lowered his head to look at the area that was similar to his mortal chest, and actually saw a shadow sticking out from it.

"I see. Falsehoods can be told, but the truth cannot be spoken? Even if we are already isolated from each other, we will still be... be... "

Yunzhongjun and Shaosiming went forward to rescue him, but Zhusui Zhenjun's shadow had already turned into a stream of light in the sky and disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)