Under One Person: Please Call Me Golden Flash

Chapter 255 Journey to the Land of Shared Origins
A moment later, looking at the group of people who had "reconciled" in front of him, Zhao Zhen couldn't help but shake his head.

"Chairman Zhao, are you really not planning to join us?"

Feeling guilty, Zhang Huaiyi stepped forward and inquired.

"No need. For me, rather than trying to reach the sky in one step, I prefer to believe in the path to heaven that I have walked step by step."

As someone once said to one of my elders, there is no shortcut to the road to heaven, nor is there an end to it.
Am I right, Wugensheng? Oh no, shouldn't I be calling you Feng Yao now?

As he spoke, Zhao Zhen squinted and looked at Wugensheng beside him.

"Whether it's Feng Yao or Wugensheng, names are just labels to me. Brother Zhao can be called whatever he wants."

"Is that so? But if you ask me, I actually prefer Wugensheng a little more than Feng Yao."

Wugensheng was slightly taken aback, and then he also took a deep look at Zhao Zhen in front of him.

“Brother Zhao, although you are unwilling to accept my deal, I still want to ask you to stay here and be a witness.”

"Witness what? Witness your ascension to immortality?"

A mocking smile appeared on Zhao Zhen's lips.

"No, what I want you to witness is the moment my daughter, Feng Baobao, came back to life!"

Before Zhao Zhen could reply, Wugensheng continued, "Besides, Brother Zhao, you were the one who brought me here. Don't you want to witness firsthand what the hidden 'immortal' power here really is?"

After a moment of contemplation, Zhao Zhen finally nodded slowly under the expectant gazes of Zhang Huaiyi and the others.

"Alright, then I will grant your wish."

Upon hearing Zhao Zhen agree, Wu Gensheng finally smiled.

"Alright! In that case, let's begin!"

Subsequently, under Wugensheng's arrangement, the nine people sat cross-legged according to the Guiyuan Formation positions indicated by Wugensheng, forming a nine-palace shape.

The flickering firelight inside the cave cast their shadows long and eerie lines on the anciently carved rock walls, like lurking phantoms.

At this moment, the air seemed to freeze, and the entire Nine-Bend Cave was filled with a solemn atmosphere that was both sacred and oppressive.

Zhou Sheng sat in the "Yi Qi" position, Zheng Zibu in the "Bing Qi" position, Ruan Feng in the "Ding Qi" position, Gu Jiting in the "Wu Qi" position, Zhang Huaiyi in the "Yi Qi" position, Feng Tianyang in the "Geng Qi" position, Duanmu Ying in the "Xin Qi" position, and Ma Ben in the "Ren Qi" position.

Wu Gensheng himself, on the other hand, sat firmly in the most crucial position of the formation – the "Gui Qi" position.

"Brothers!"

Wugensheng's voice was unusually calm, carrying an undeniable power.

"Open your minds and follow my will to enter the path of return to the origin. Remember, whatever you see or feel in a moment, you must guard your true self and together reach the scene of the same source!"

He closed his eyes, formed a complex and profound hand seal, and began to chant the activation incantation of the Wuhou Guiyuan Formation in a low voice.

At first, there were silent lip movements, but gradually, deep and obscure syllables resonated in the air like tangible ripples, instantly stimulating the Qi in nine directions, which echoed each other and connected to form an invisible Qi net.

Zhao Zhen, sitting to the side, narrowed his eyes slightly.

He could clearly sense that, originating from Wugensheng, a powerful and strange force was beginning to spread. That force carried an irresistible "invitation," drawing the nine people's minds into the same deep and unknown place.

Almost at the same moment, the nine people sitting cross-legged all shuddered!
Their expressions changed rapidly, yet each one was different.

Zhou Sheng frowned, seemingly trying his best to calculate some kind of change.

Zhang Huaiyi's tightly closed eyes trembled slightly under his lower eyelids, revealing his inner turmoil and a hint of instinctive vigilance.

Duanmu Ying's face showed a mixture of pity and hope, while Ma Benzai looked somewhat bewildered and helpless...

As the incantation of Wugensheng deepened, their consciousness seemed to be pulled by a tremendous gravitational force, penetrating their own Niwan Palace barrier and converging on a common focus—Wugensheng's inner vision!
boom!
It wasn't a physical roar, but a violent collision at the level of consciousness!

The nine opposing forces of will forcibly entered the same interior space, instantly triggering a tsunami-like reaction.

Wugensheng's inner world was originally a chaotic and profound void, but now it has become chaotic due to the intrusion of nine independent wills!
In an instant, countless bizarre and fantastical fragments of scenery exploded, twisted, and merged in the void.

The next moment, what appeared before Zhou Sheng was the crazy rotation of the Zhou Tian stars, the constant shattering and reorganization of the Qimen formation, all in an attempt to capture the escaped "one"!
What Duanmu Ying witnessed was the scene of numerous patients wailing, which clashed violently with her own firm belief in saving lives.

As Feng Tianyang roamed around, the imprisoned and refined spirit roared and thrashed, constantly clashing with the harmonious coexistence of nature.

……

"Stay calm! Guard your true self! Don't be misled by appearances! Seek that common 'connection,' that 'door' left behind by the Hermit of Ziyang Mountain!"

Wugensheng's grand yet slightly anxious voice resounded in everyone's hearts, like a mast trying to stabilize the storm.

His face was solemn, and fine beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead.

The pressure of controlling eight distinct minds and guiding them to fight their own fears, obsessions, and external constraints far exceeded his expectations!
At this moment, he was preoccupied with maintaining the fragile and violent inner passage from being torn apart by the conflict of the nine forces, and had no time to comfort any specific person.

"what!"

Ma Ben was the first to give in, letting out a painful groan.

His relatively simple mind was like a small boat in a storm under the impact of nine complex consciousnesses. His mind was filled with a vast amount of knowledge and fragmented images that did not belong to him, as if his soul was about to be burst and torn apart.

The fragments of the magical artifact diagrams he constructed intertwined with Ruan Feng's illusion of life and flesh and Zheng Zibu's berserk talismans, forming a terrifying monstrosity that terrified him to the point of almost losing his mind.

Feng Tianyang's face turned deathly pale. At this moment, it seemed as if countless chaotic thoughts of spirits were taking the opportunity to flood into his senses, trying to devour him.

"Huaiyi! Yingzi! Hold your minds!"

Zhao Zhen's calm voice, like an icy spring, rang clearly in the ears of Zhang Huaiyi and Duanmu Ying, two people who were relatively familiar and close to him.

He did not directly intervene in the Guiyuan Formation, but he keenly sensed the intensification of the mental fluctuations between the two people from the outside.

Zhang Huaiyi bit his tongue hard. The sharp pain eased the confusion in his eyes, and the Golden Light Mantra of the Celestial Master's Mansion flowed through his mind, forcibly stabilizing a corner of his spiritual world.

Duanmu Ying took a deep breath, transforming her compassion into a doctor's unwavering commitment to redemption, and barely managed to steady her trembling mind.

At this moment, the Guiyuan Formation is still in operation.

(End of this chapter)