Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 1244: Chapter 537: Scheming Against the Buddhist Sect, Entering the Underworld Again! (Part 2)

Zhao Feng spoke with a contemplative expression on his face.

When Qin Mortal World first entered the Earth Immortal Realm, the appearance of Hongmeng Purple Qi was too coincidental, and it happened to appear in the Mortal World.

Just a little scrutiny would reveal numerous flaws.

However, the temptation of Hongmeng Purple Qi was too great, causing those Great Divine Ability Practitioners to easily overlook these obvious loopholes in the face of immense Saint Position benefits.

“Your Highness.”

Zhen Yuanzi’s eyes suddenly brightened, hurriedly saying: “When the great calamity ends, when Merit and Qi Fortune descend, that is the best time, and the heavenly descent of Hongmeng Purple Qi becomes more believable as truth.”

Upon hearing this.

“However, the news must be spread in advance, laying the groundwork.”

“In this way, future internal conflicts within the Buddhist Sect will be more intense.”

“A chaotic Buddhist Sect is precisely the situation I want to see.” Zhao Feng nodded slightly, revealing a satisfied smile, as a complete plan had formed in his mind.

“Your Highness.”

Zhen Yuanzi spoke solemnly: “The dissemination of this news must be done without anyone knowing, and no source can be traced.”

“Leave this matter to me.”

“I will spare no effort to ensure that within a short time, this news spreads throughout the Earth Immortal Realm.”

Zhen Yuanzi’s eyes were full of confidence, determined to complete this task.

“Since Daoist has volunteered, then this important task is entrusted to you.”

Zhao Feng smiled slightly: “This time, it’s about sowing the seeds of division in the hearts of the Three Ancestors of the Buddhist Sect.”

“Once the great calamity ends, let this seed take root and sprout, ultimately causing the split of the Buddhist Sect.”

“I am looking forward to the situation of the Buddhist Sect splitting into three.”

As he spoke.

Zhao Feng had a smile of assured victory on his face, as if he already saw the scene of the Buddhist Sect’s division.

“Rest assured, Your Highness, this matter will be handled properly.” Zhen Yuanzi promised again.

“Alright.” Zhao Feng slowly stood up, looking into the distance: “Today, at your Taoist temple, I have stated everything clearly.”

“With this task complete, I should head to the next place.”

With that.

Zhao Feng turned to leave.

At that moment, Zhen Yuanzi suddenly stood up with a hint of hesitation yet full of anticipation, cautiously asking: “May I ask, Your Highness, if after a being falls, only a strand of True Spirit remains between heaven and earth, in such a situation, can it be revived?”

Upon questioning.

Zhen Yuanzi’s voice trembled slightly, his eyes revealing endless hope.

“In the future, if I truly become a Saint, can I rely on this strand of True Spirit to restore it to life?” Zhen Yuanzi stared intently at Zhao Feng, as if grasping the last straw of hope.

This question was filled with Zhen Yuanzi’s deepest regret and longing.

To him, this might be the matter he cared about most in his life.

“There’s a possibility.”

Zhao Feng paused slightly, and spoke slowly.

However, he did not give a definite answer, as he did not fully understand the ultimate strength of a Saint’s Power.

As for whether a Saint’s Power can resurrect the beings that fell in the past, Zhao Feng actually had no assurance.

If such were possible, then the many beings that fell in the past, especially those related to the Saints, could all be resurrected, which clearly defies logic.

“Is there only a possibility?”

A trace of disappointment flashed through Zhen Yuanzi’s eyes, revealing intense loneliness in his demeanor.

“If the soul can be completely preserved, then naturally there is the possibility of resurrection.”

“But now only a strand of True Spirit remains, even if the Saint has tremendous divine skills, I’m afraid it would be difficult.” Zhao Feng said.

Zhen Yuanzi sighed softly, his face full of helplessness and sorrow: “If Saints were truly omnipotent, how could the Primordial Heaven and Earth be in its current state.”

“I understand, Your Highness is comforting me.”

“It’s just…I really cannot let go of Red Cloud.”

As the conversation reached this point.

Zhen Yuanzi’s voice gradually became desolate.

“If the Time Rule truly reaches the Transformation Realm, it might be possible to reverse time.”