Chapter 447

Chapter 447: Destiny United, Returning to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion

"Master, where should we go first?" Dao King solemnly said.

He and Amitabha Emperor both noticed the changes in Lingshan, but he paid no attention to them. In Dao King’s heart, there was only himself.

"Primordial Daoist Sect." Amitabha Emperor walked out of Lingshan, his kasaya transforming into a blue robe, hair growing on his shiny bald head, and in an instant, he became a middle-aged man, yet his appearance remained the same as before.

"This old one is no longer worthy of becoming a Buddha." Amitabha Emperor sighed.

At the moment he became selfish and planned to sacrifice Lingshan, he was no longer a member of the Buddhist sect. The temptation of transcendence was too great.

Dao King felt contempt in his heart.

The two flew towards the Primordial Daoist Sect. Not long after, they arrived at the Primordial Daoist Sect. Amitabha Emperor chanted words, and a golden bowl flew out from his Purple Palace. The golden bowl grew with the wind, emitting thousands of golden rays, enveloping the entire Primordial Daoist Sect.

"Enemy attack!" The guardian of the Primordial Daoist Sect was a semi-Immortal Emperor who had perfected the proof of the Second Primordial Spirit. Upon noticing this, he immediately sent a signal, trying to transmit it to Daoist Qing Xuan.

However, Amitabha Emperor had anticipated it. That golden bowl sealed the heavens and locked the earth, completely sealing off the Primordial Daoist Sect, and the message could not be transmitted.

"This old one comes today, not wishing to create too much slaughter." Amitabha Emperor stood in the air, his body enormous, and his voice reached the ears of every person in the Primordial Daoist Sect.

"Those who obstruct me will die."

"You… you are the Abbot of Lingshan, you are Amitabha Emperor!" that semi-Immortal Emperor exclaimed in awe.

"Impossible." Another semi-Immortal Emperor arrived, speaking in disbelief, "Didn’t Amitabha Emperor go to the alien universe together with the sect master and others? How could he appear here?"

Boom! Amitabha Emperor’s large hand descended, and three thousand Buddhist realms bloomed in his palm, sucking countless disciples into the three thousand worlds.

From his physical body, one after another avatar emerged and flew towards the Primordial Daoist Sect.

"I am here to help you collect the destiny." Amitabha Emperor’s gaze fell upon the Primordial Dao Realm.

That was the forbidden area of the Primordial Daoist Sect. The power of destiny was sealed here.

"Thank you, master." Dao King bowed and said.

The two descended upon the Primordial Dao Realm. With a lift of his hand, Amitabha Emperor broke the seal of the Dao Realm. The two entered the Primordial Dao Realm together, where a statue of a Daoist, towering between heaven and earth, stood.

This was the founder of the Primordial Daoist Sect. After transcending, he forged a golden body to suppress the destiny of the Primordial Daoist Sect.

Bang! Amitabha Emperor unleashed a great divine ability, and the statue instantly cracked. Dao King sat in lotus position and, with Amitabha Emperor’s help, began to greedily devour the destiny of the Primordial Daoist Sect.

Three incense sticks later, the entire fated luck of Primordial Daoist Sect was devoured by Dao King.

Those avatars returned, bringing most resources of Primordial Daoist Sect.

Dao King’s eyes lit up.

This batch of resources greatly excited him.

"Next destination."

Amitabha Emperor left behind a formation, completely sealing Primordial Daoist Sect, and went to Hall of Ten Thousand Immortals with Dao King.

With the luck draining away, Primordial Daoist Sect’s spiritual energy began to deplete, the Secret Realms started decaying, countless exotic beasts roared in terror, and the once-thriving sacred land gradually turned into a wasteland.

Hall of Ten Thousand Immortals.

Having practiced at Primordial Daoist Sect, Amitabha Emperor’s methods became even more skilled.

Two incense sticks later, he plundered Hall of Ten Thousand Immortals thoroughly.

Another day passed.

Taishang Palace and Lei Ze divine dragon lineage were completely emptied out by Amitabha Emperor.

The fated luck of the four major powers also converged upon Dao King alone.

At this moment.

Dao King had gathered the complete fated luck of Qing Xuan plane.

"Disciple, all the fated luck of Qing Xuan plane is concentrated on you alone." Amitabha Emperor said contentedly, with a satisfied smile on his face. The resources of the five major sects, including Lingshan, had all fallen into his hands.

Amitabha Emperor owned at least fifteen to sixteen trillion Star Yuan worth of treasures.

Transcendence was more than sufficient.

He looked at Dao King with a strange light in his eyes.

Dao King had not fully refined the luck, but his strength had reached the perfection of proof of the Second Primordial Spirit. Once fully refined, he could at least attain the perfection of Three Yuan Proof.

The path of fated luck was profoundly mysterious.

"Hahaha…"

"Master, I believe that once I fully refine the luck, I can aim directly for Great Perfection of Three Yuan Proof." Dao King said with a laugh.

"Not transcending?"

Amitabha Emperor frowned.

"We can try." Dao King’s voice grew slightly heavier. The Heavenly Emperor had walked this path, but he still couldn’t transcend and ascend, so Dao King feared he couldn’t transcend through it either.

Thus, Dao King didn’t hold much hope.

"The fated luck of Qing Xuan plane isn’t enough for my transcendence. If I devour the fated luck of Pangu universe, it should suffice." Dao King thought to himself.

Whoosh!

Suddenly.

A ray of immortal light descended, and Mu Fanyin appeared before them.

"Daoist friend Mu."

Amitabha Emperor’s expression shifted as he cupped his hands in greeting.

"You’ve renounced your monkhood?" Mu Fanyin’s eyes held a teasing glint. "I never imagined you’d be crueler than Daoist Qing Xuan and Dragon Emperor of Lei Zen’s lot. While they plundered the alien universe, you emptied the treasuries of all four great powers."

"You flatter me, Daoist friend."

Amitabha Emperor’s face remained utterly calm, without the faintest trace of blush. "This old one merely seeks ascension."

"So that was the reason."

Mu Fanyin understood.

Amitabha Emperor’s demeanor had undergone a fundamental transformation; even his manner of address revealed that this Buddha Emperor had long forsaken the sacred Buddhist path he once revered.

"No wonder the renunciation," Mu Fanyin gave a faint smile. "Seems he still retained some shred of self-respect."

Amitabha Emperor remained tranquil as an untouched lake.

"What brings you here, Daoist friend?" he inquired.

"I sensed a shift in the fortunes converging upon a single figure within the Qing Xuan plane—a strange anomaly—and followed it here," Mu Fanyin replied, her gaze settling on Dao King. "To think the fortunes of the Qing Xuan plane would settle upon an outsider."

A chill ran through Dao King’s heart.

He hadn’t yet refined those fortunes; facing Mu Fanyin, he stood no chance.

"Do you seek ascension through fortune?" Mu Fanyin’s piercing eyes locked onto Dao King.

"This junior does indeed wish to attempt ascension by mastering the path of fortune," Dao King answered obediently.

"Hmph!"

Mu Fanyin let out a soft snort. "It wasn’t unheard of for mortals to covet ascension through fortune."

"Li Ruoyu was one."

"Sadly, despite his grand ambitions and heaven-defying talents, he still failed."

"What precisely is your aim, senior?" Dao King frowned.

"Set your heart at ease."

Mu Fanyin’s response was toneless. "I have no intention of killing you."

"My thanks, senior, for showing leniency." A heavy weight lifted from Dao King’s mind. Mu Fanyin’s power was immense; if a fight erupted, Amitabha Emperor might not side with him.

"I too wish to witness whether you can truly achieve Ascension to the Hongmeng Dao Realm through the manipulation of fortune." A faint, enigmatic smile flickered across Mu Fanyin’s lips before her form dissolved into a stream of light and vanished.

"That woman’s power… it is profoundly terrifying," Dao King murmured, his expression grim.

"Naturally."

Amitabha Emperor concurred. "She ranks fourth on the Golden List of the Unparalleled Rankings, proclaimed by the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion."

Dao King’s pupils contracted sharply.

"Our resources are acquired," Amitabha Emperor declared, a glimmer of ambition surfacing in his deep eyes. "Let us proceed directly to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion."

"As you say."

Dao King nodded.

He still required Amitabha Emperor’s aid to fully assimilate his amassed fortune within the shortest possible timeframe, enabling him to stand among the absolute peak powers of the lower realm cosmos.

The two traversed the alien universe passage and descended upon Heaven’s Secret Pavilion.

Standing once more before its doors, a sliver of dread stirred within Dao King’s heart.

The greater his cultivation grew, the clearer became his perception of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion’s terrifying profundity.

"Laughable," Dao King chuckled bitterly to himself. "I once mistook the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion for merely another Red Dust Immortal."

The pavilion master’s true might soared far beyond the scope of his imagination.

Standing at the threshold, Dao King felt insignificant as an ant gazing upon vast, impenetrable mountains.

"Master!"

Unable to bear another moment’s delay, Amitabha Emperor strode eagerly into Heaven’s Secret Pavilion. "This ancient one has gathered the resources needed for ascension! Pray, Master, illuminate a clear path forward!"