Such Overwhelming Prestige—Worthy of Becoming a Believer of the Absolute Being
Such Overwhelming Prestige—Worthy of Becoming a Believer of the Absolute Being
The moment he heard those words, Hei Ming’s eyes snapped wide open with a trace of disbelief, and he shot to his feet.
Even the beautiful foreign-race woman he had been holding in his arms tumbled to the ground, her face full of fright.
“Who’s speaking?”
“Who is it?”
Hei Ming suddenly shouted, looking around in shock, scanning the entire elegant private room.
Yet amid the drifting immortal mist, apart from him, everyone else wore expressions of shock and confusion, as if they hadn’t heard those words at all.
It was more like that sentence just now had been his own hallucination.
“Brother Hei Ming, what’s wrong with you?”
The other young beings couldn’t help but be startled, then put on concerned expressions as they asked.
Hei Ming had suddenly stood up at this moment and shouted such a thing, which had given them all a fright.
Still, at a time like this, they had to show some concern.
Hei Ming fell silent for a moment, then sat back down and said, “It’s nothing.”
He figured that he had simply been craving power and strength too desperately lately, to the point that he was now hearing things.
That voice had come so ethereally, impossible to trace.
It was as if it had spoken the deepest desire of his heart.
Seeing Hei Ming’s troubled, dazed expression afterward, the rest of the group knew better than to linger. After a few words, they hurriedly took their leave.
Hei Ming seemed a bit off today—at a time like this, it was wiser to slip away early.
Soon, Hei Ming was the only one left sitting in the private room.
His expression was still somewhat blank and dazed, as if he hadn’t come back to his senses.
The departure of the others hadn’t affected him at all.
For Hei Ming, this was the first time he had heard the greatest desire of his own heart spoken aloud.
He wanted to become stronger, wanted to become an Absolute Being revered by hundreds of millions.
And just then, that ethereal voice suddenly rang out in Hei Ming’s mind once more.
“Young man, do you wish to become stronger? To become an existence revered by hundreds of millions?”
Cold and clear yet ancient and arcane, impossible to pin an age to, devoid of the slightest emotion—like a sovereign overlooking all living beings and myriad Daos from above the Nine Heavens.
This voice, of unknown origin, seemed to carry a bewitching power, making Hei Ming’s eyes widen once again in utter disbelief.
“Who...” his voice began to tremble.
His entire body was shaking.
Hei Ming was now certain—he really had heard those words just now. He hadn’t been hallucinating.
This filled him with delight, excitement, exhilaration... and a trace of fear.
Since ancient times, legends and traveler’s tales have told that when life deals you misfortune, nine times out of ten, fortune will turn at the peak of despair.
The thing he had always longed for and fantasized about—could it finally be coming true today?
Could it be that he, Hei Ming, was finally... about to strike it lucky today?
Just like the protagonists in those legends and tales.
By chance, encountering a mysterious and powerful senior.
Taking him as his master, and from there ascending to the peak?
In this moment, Hei Ming felt this was nothing short of a heaven-sent opportunity. Only a senior with unfathomably profound cultivation could transmit words straight into his heart like this, laying bare his innermost thoughts.
Hei Ming didn’t doubt any other possibility in the slightest.
After all, in the Black Hawk Family, he was a dispensable nobody. Aside from his grandfather and his sister who paid him some attention, none of the other clansmen would spare him a second glance.
An ordinary being with mediocre cultivation talent and no strengths whatsoever.
What kind of blind senior would have designs on someone like him?
So Hei Ming was now incomparably excited and thrilled, feeling he had truly struck it lucky. Without a second thought, he dropped to his knees with a thud.
Trembling with excitement, he said in a quavering voice, “Senior, I do, I do...”
Hei Ming stammered out several “I do”s in a row, which showed just how much his heart was trembling with excitement at this moment.
The longer such ambition is suppressed, the more astonishing the force with which it erupts.
Amid the void, Gu Changge watched this scene with great interest, not revealing himself.
Through the soul memories of that Enlightened Noble Realm existence, he had learned quite a few things.
He naturally knew about Hei Ming, the “good-for-nothing” young master of the Black Hawk Family.
Moreover, combining Hei Ming’s bitter, unwilling, and stifled demeanor with his miserable circumstances within the family, Gu Changge could easily guess what was going through Hei Ming’s mind.
Having a dazzlingly brilliant older sister, while he himself was a good-for-nothing with mediocre cultivation talent.
Who could endure such an enormous gap?
However, this time Gu Changge didn’t plan on playing the role of some old grandpa.
This Hei Ming’s Fortuity was utterly ordinary, which made him perfect as a pawn Gu Changge could use.
After all, a nobody whom no one would ever notice was ideal for minimizing attention, making it convenient for him to handle matters on Gu Changge’s behalf.
The Black Hawk Family was, after all, a clan passed down since the Celestial Ancient Times. Just how powerful their hidden foundations were now, even Gu Changge wasn’t entirely sure.
After all, what he was scheming for now was not merely the inheritance of the Ancient Reincarnation Supreme Being, but the Black Hawk Clan itself—and even the other four great clans.
It sounded insane, but it wasn’t impossible.
Right now, Gu Changge had two options before him. The first was to directly control Hei Ming and have him act on his behalf.
But the Demonic Manipulation Urn was extremely precious, and its refinement process was complicated and troublesome. He didn’t want to waste it on a waste like Hei Ming.
So Gu Changge chose the other method.
After all, a few simple words would be enough to fool him until he couldn’t tell north from south.
Of course, if Hei Ming became more useful in the future, Gu Changge wouldn’t mind planting a Demonic Manipulation Urn in him.
“Enter this gate, and immortal and mortal are forever parted.”
“The Yellow Springs span eternity, and reincarnation cannot be overturned...”
At that moment, Gu Changge’s voice rang out once more, still carrying that elusive, untraceable immortal air, now mixed with a few traces of heart-bewitching Demonic Energy.
Even if Hei Ming’s willpower were several times stronger, he would still be unable to resist such temptation at this moment.
Power, status... these had always been the things pursued by all living beings in this world.
Weng!
Amid his shock, an incomparably mysterious portal opened before his eyes, radiant with brilliant light, seemingly containing endless divine wonders within.
“This... this...”
Coming back to his senses, he was wild with joy. Without the slightest hesitation, he stepped straight through the portal.
“Hiss!”
Then, the breathtaking sight before his eyes made Hei Ming’s eyes snap wide open as he sucked in a sharp breath of cold air, hardly able to believe it.
A grand and majestic Immortal Palace stood towering above the clouds—a single one of its pillars seemed capable of propping up everything!
He saw himself standing in the middle of a surging Chaos Sea.
The aura there was vast and terrifying—a single wisp of Chaos Energy was enough to crush all of time and space.
When had he ever witnessed such a shocking and astounding sight?
He stood frozen in place, at a complete loss for words.
And then, Hei Ming finally saw, at the very peak of this Immortal Palace...
A blurry, hazy figure sat cross-legged, with a True Dragon and Celestial Phoenix coiling around it, a White Tiger and Black Tortoise prostrating before it, as if overlooking all of eternity, seated above reincarnation itself.
The River of Time surged and roared, galloping beneath its feet, as if it could converge into all the worlds of the heavens!
“Young man, do you wish to become stronger?”
At that moment, Hei Ming heard the blurry figure ahead look toward him.
Its gaze was ancient and profound, vast beyond measure, as if containing the birth and death of countless ages.
Within it, endless scenes emerged—the universe splitting apart, the sky collapsing and earth caving in, immortals dying and emperors weeping... thousands upon thousands of visions, reflecting the passage of ages.
In that instant, Hei Ming was struck by sudden enlightenment. He dropped straight to his knees and shouted excitedly, “Yes, I want to become stronger! This junior, Hei Ming, pays his respects to Senior!”
He was already certain that the senior before him was an inconceivably powerful existence.
With a casual gesture, this senior had brought him to a world of unknown location.
Grand and sacred, filled with supreme majesty—even immortals seemed to lose their luster before it!
One look was enough to know this was an absolute supreme powerhouse.
Of course, to create this prestige-filled spectacle, Gu Changge had spent quite a few Destiny Points.
Then again, this also coincided perfectly with his plan to build the Heavenly Court within his Internal World.
So he might as well use it to fool the fool before him.
With effects like these, he refused to believe Hei Ming wouldn’t take the bait.
“Rise. I already know everything about you.”
At that, Gu Changge spoke, his voice carrying a hint of amusement, which he shaped with the Force of Law into something that seemed to echo through the ages, shattering the River of Time itself.
Hei Ming was even more shaken. His legs went soft, and he could barely stand.
Before such a great and supreme existence, he was far less than even an ant.
What virtue or ability did he possess, that he could encounter such an existence?
“Senior...”
Hei Ming spoke in a trembling voice, about to say that he wished to take Gu Changge as his master, that he wanted to become stronger...
However, Gu Changge cut him off, his voice cold and devoid of the slightest emotion.
“I already know everything about you.”
“Past, present, and future—all lie within a single thought of Mine. You are a direct-line clansman of the Black Hawk Clan. Your parents are...”
At that, Gu Changge recited all the information he had learned, and even dissected Hei Ming’s inner heart.
Hearing these words, Hei Ming was instantly dumbstruck, gasping in cold breaths over and over, shocked to the extreme.
This senior had only just met him for the first time, yet already knew everything about him?
He didn’t dare suspect that this senior had investigated him beforehand.
After all, what was there to investigate about a waste like him?
All of this was absolutely due to the senior’s omniscience.
“May I ask, Senior, how can I become stronger? Please grant me your guidance...”
Then, Hei Ming spoke excitedly, seeking Gu Changge’s instruction, hoping even more that he could be taken in as a disciple by this powerful and mysterious senior.
“I am the Great Freedom Supreme Creation Divine Emperor of the Beyond the Outer Territory...”
At this, Gu Changge casually made up a title he considered suitably prestige-laden—the longer the better, and the better it could bluff people.
Of course, his spiel was actually full of holes and couldn’t withstand scrutiny.
What supreme existence would bother explaining himself to an ant, let alone spout such prestige-lowering self-introductions?
But to match the fantasy in Hei Ming’s heart, he didn’t mind doing it just this once.
“Become My believer, chant My true name, and within reincarnation you may glimpse eternal life. Even should all worlds perish, your Original Soul may yet remain within the River of Time...”
At this, Gu Changge spoke these words with a meaningful expression.
It had to be said—such pretentious words really did feel great to say.
“Chant his true name... and glimpse eternal life...”
Hei Ming’s eyes bulged. His entire being was nearly stupefied, shaken to the utmost extreme, beyond anything that could be added.
Even a True Immortal wouldn’t dare claim they could glimpse eternal life.
Yet merely by becoming this senior’s believer, one could glimpse eternal life?
What immense, what terrifying ambition this was.
His mind and spirit were completely filled with this emotion, and he couldn’t help but kneel down once more.
“I am willing to become a believer of the Absolute Being.”
At this moment, even the form of address had changed from “Senior” to “Absolute Being.”
After all, apart from his one measly life, he had nothing left. So Hei Ming wasn’t the least bit worried about what designs this Absolute Being might have on him.
At a time like this, groveling was more than enough!
“As My believer, you shall be granted the teaching!”
And at this moment, seeing that the time was about right, Gu Changge finally revealed his true dagger as the map unrolled to its end.
This was his ultimate goal.
Weng!
As he spoke, he pointed a finger.
Before them, a ball of hazy radiance immediately appeared, brilliant to the extreme, like an immortal tome from the Nine Heavens.
Seeing this scene, Hei Ming was overcome with excitement, his face flushing red, his entire body trembling.
“Thank you, Absolute Being! I am willing to offer everything to the Absolute Being!”
With trembling hands, he received the ball of hazy radiance. With a boom, ancient and mysterious characters appeared one after another, golden and resplendent, like vast, boundless stars.
They imprinted themselves into Hei Ming’s Knowledge Sea.
Finally, four great characters, vast as all living beings, appeared.
Entanglement Immortal Spell!
Watching Hei Ming’s expression, so excited he was nearly going mad...
Beneath Gu Changge’s seemingly calm and indifferent demeanor, he was actually growing more and more intrigued.
The full name of the Entanglement Immortal Spell was the Entanglement Immortal Art. Strictly speaking, it wasn’t a cultivation technique, but a secret Transcendent art from within the Immortal-Devouring Demonic Art.
Its specific function, simply put, was to make others weave the wedding dress for him.
With himself as the sole source, numerous threads would spread outward, and each of these threads could branch into multiple offshoots through the Entanglement Immortal Spell, forming a spiderweb-like network.
And he could control every branch and thread.
Now, Hei Ming had become one of those threads.
Gu Changge believed that with Hei Ming’s ambition, he would soon discover the power and terror of this Entanglement Immortal Spell.
Once ambition swells, it becomes difficult to rein back in.
And this... was precisely the little bit of hope he was giving Hei Ming.
A single spark can set the prairie ablaze.
If this succeeded, then this step of his to devour the five great Celestial Ancient Races wouldn’t take much time at all.
After all, compared to the inheritance of the Ancient Reincarnation Supreme Being, these five great Celestial Ancient Races were in no way inferior.