Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1922 The Fateful Loop Between Ziwei Fengdu and the Great Master of Fate

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At this moment, Chen Xiaojun suddenly frowned, and a very subtle glimmer of inspiration flashed in his mind. Something of utmost importance had been overlooked and was stuck in the gap of his thoughts.

Everyone immediately noticed the unusual look in his expression—a look of deep contemplation, as if he were lost in thought.

Over the years, everyone has become familiar with his state; each time he appears, it usually means that he has thought of something important.

Xiao Yi's dark eyes flickered slightly, and she silently reached out her soft hand to gently grasp Chen Xiaojun's slightly cool palm.

The cool sensation on his palm jolted Chen Xiaojun awake, as if he had been pulled back to reality from deep water.

He blinked, his gaze regaining focus, and he saw everyone's eyes.

“Oh, it’s nothing,” he said with a slightly natural smile. “You guys talk, don’t worry about me.”

He pulled his hand away from Xiaoyi's grasp, feeling quite embarrassed in front of everyone.

My fingertips unconsciously rubbed together, as if the cool touch still lingered.

It's truly a case of wanting to do something while also being in a position of power.

Chen Xiaojun leaned back against the carriage wall, closed his eyes, and the impact of that flash of inspiration still lingered deep in his mind.

He remembered!
In the previous Taoist system, Marshal Tianpeng was the head of the Four Saints of the North Pole and the chief guardian deity under the Great Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole in the Central Heaven.

And what about himself?
He was known as the "Purple Star Sword"!
They also took advantage of the Ziwei Emperor, using the Big Dipper Heavenly Gang Sword Formation to obtain a complete set of Ziwei Battle Armor, and even the Ziwei Emperor's Dharma Image.

When Qian Daoliu asked him, he introduced himself as the Great Emperor of the North Pole Purple Star, also known as the Great Master of Fate.

In recent years, the Chen family has been gradually promoting the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Ziwei Emperor, and the stars of the Big Dipper in the five counties of Fasno, attempting to sow the seeds of the Chinese star god system in this land where the belief in deities is relatively primitive.

Zhu Wuneng awakened the "Marshal Tianpeng" martial spirit and became his follower, while he used the "Ziwei Sword" as his symbol to promote the faith of the Ziwei Emperor... This mysterious connection is like a drama deliberately arranged by fate!
He couldn't help but rub his temples, and an even deeper chill followed.

The Lord of the Big Dipper is dead!

In the cosmology and mythology of our ancestors, the gods of the Big Dipper, led by the Ziwei Emperor Star, were closely associated with death and the underworld.

In some Taoist schools and local beliefs, the Northern Purple Emperor is directly equated with the supreme ruler of the underworld, the Northern Yin Fengdu Emperor, as two sides of the same coin, and is called the Northern Emperor.

The Great Emperor of Beiyin Fengdu is the incarnation of the Great Emperor of the North Pole Ziwei in the Netherworld, and is the supreme ruler of the Netherworld Fengdu realm.

The phrase "The Northern Emperor, leading the four holy generals of the North Pole and numerous ghost soldiers, guards and controls the netherworld" describes this very scene.

What is the purpose of the mysterious and unpredictable black and red cocoon of "Great Fate" in the Soul Nest within his body?

Before absorbing and refining negative spiritual energy and soul power, He thought He was a Yin deity exercising the authority of the netherworld.

While the divine offices share the same origin, if we consider their positions, the "Great Master of Fate," if we think about it in a grander sense and place it in the prehistoric world, is almost equivalent to the position of the "Emperor of Fengdu"!

It could even be said that the "Great Master of Fate" and the "Emperor of Fengdu" can be regarded as different names and evolutions of the supreme divine office of "Lord of the Underworld" in different times, regions and faith backgrounds.

The moment this thought arose, Chen Xiaojun felt a chill instantly surge from his spine throughout his entire body, his hair standing on end, even more icy and bone-chilling than when he had been aroused by the will of the Great Master of Fate. This "Great Master of Fate"... His existence was like an invisible giant net, connected to everything.

Ziwei, Beidou, Youming, death... He is like an incredibly profound core, connecting these concepts, which symbolize supreme underworld power and ultimate destiny, in a chilling way.

What is the connection between the Ziwei Emperor, the Fengdu Emperor, and the Great Master of Fate? Are they equivalent? Are they incarnations? He deeply felt that there was some kind of fateful entanglement between them.

He even had a premonition that the evolutionary trajectory of the "Great Fate" black and red light cocoon residing in the Soul Nest seemed to be closely related to his active choice to promote the Ziwei belief and frequently trigger Ziwei-related matters.

In the darkness, this existence is constantly moving closer to, merging with, and evolving towards the definitions of authority of Ziwei and Fengdu...

Thoughts raced like wild horses through a vast and dangerous labyrinth of mythology.

Each association brings a deeper unease and a more urgent thirst for knowledge.

He couldn't help but rub his temples vigorously, trying to relieve the dizziness and fatigue caused by overthinking.

A series of recent events have left him feeling suffocated and paranoid.

No wonder he had this mindset; more and more bizarre things were happening, and they were coming at him in quick succession.

He kept telling himself that the High Priest wouldn't harm him, but it was all just speculation.

Even if it is true, he may not be able to bear His good fortune.

If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight, but perhaps it's a bit too heavy.

For example, the sudden outburst of "heat" just now made his heart race.

There's one more thing!
He suddenly remembered that when the fusion skill formed by Shao Siming and Da Siming descended upon the great being, who seemed to be Donghuang Taiyi, Zhu Wuneng and Gao Cuilan's martial soul fusion skill—Tianpeng Zhenjun—suddenly appeared.

Afterwards, the phantom of Tianpeng Zhenjun knelt on one knee, devoutly accepting His "gift"!
Why this posture?
Why is it described as a "gift"?
One side gives, the other receives... How does this highly ritualistic interaction correspond in a hidden way to the identity of Marshal Tianpeng under the Ziwei Emperor and the authority of the Netherworld Ruler?
What is their relationship with the seemingly supreme "Donghuang Taiyi"?
Did the "gift" that Tianpeng Zhenjun received while kneeling on one knee contain some kind of primordial power from the netherworld or the stars?

Are there any benefits to giving gifts?

"Hoo..." Chen Xiaojun exhaled a long, silent breath, forcibly suppressing his turbulent emotions.

These ideas are too grand and too terrifying to be sorted out right now.

He needs time, more clues, and to carefully observe and verify things along the way.

For now, I can only bury these thoughts deep in my heart and ponder them later.

Inside the carriage, everyone saw that his brows were still furrowed, but his breathing gradually became steady, and his eyes regained their usual depth (although a heavy feeling was hidden in them). They knew that he had temporarily suppressed his thoughts, and the atmosphere slowly began to liven up again.

Zhu Yanfeng continued his "instruction," and Zhu Wuneng listened while secretly glancing at his young master.

Xiao Yi sat quietly beside Chen Xiaojun, a barely perceptible hint of worry flashing across her eyes.

She could feel that the burden Xiaojun was carrying was getting heavier and heavier.

(End of this chapter)