My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 976 - 782 - Temple

Chapter 976: 782 Chapter Temple

"Life Gu symbiosis? Not bad at all!"

As Wang Zijia’s thoughts flickered, he also turned his attention to the surroundings.

It looked, just as he had seen in the Space-Time Passage, that this time he had stayed nearly two months in the Fourth Epoch, but in reality, not four months had passed.

Instead, they had just entered the tower.

The original interior of the tower seemed to be filled with countless silver-white Space-Time Energies.

But now, they had disappeared without a trace due to his traversal, even the last bits of residue were completely devoured by Da Chou.

The entire process had definitely not exceeded ten breaths.

Behind him were the Taiching monks who had entered with him.

Because of the spatial transition and the surges of Space-Time Energies, they fell into a daze. When Wang Zijia turned to look back, they were just coming to their senses, opening their eyes, and looking around in bewilderment.

But before the crowd could take in their surroundings, they instinctively looked up.

Wang Zijia also tilted his head slightly upwards and saw a familiar, primitive-looking page floating down.

It was the letter written to Wang Zijia in simplified Chinese characters, thick like paper made from some kind of animal.

Besides the message on the front, there were some patterns on the back.

They looked somewhat like a map of some place?

Unfortunately, without beginnings or ends, and no specific markings or landmarks, it was unclear where it was.

The onlookers watched as the page floated in front of Wang Zijia and was naturally caught by his hand as if someone had tossed the letter into his palm.

"What is this?"

The crowd subconsciously gathered around, noticing the writings on the page, with the Pavilion Master of the Illusion God Pavilion, Zhang Junyong, attempting to ask.

Wang Zijia stared at the letter, somewhat in a daze.

This experience had clarified many things for him, and many questions in his heart were answered, making the Time-Space Capsule worth it.

However, it also left Wang Zijia with even more questions.

For example, he could almost be certain that there was something wrong with his crossing, but where exactly was the problem?

For example, was this really his first time traveling, or had he actually been in this world for a long time already?

For example, could he possibly have been a second-generation member of the Daoist Court Royal Family? The Ninth Highness?

But Wang Zijia had found no relevant records in the Zhang Family’s material; according to the information from the Zhang Family, the Daoist Court’s second generation’s direct lineage only had eight members, there was no Ninth Highness at all!

Another example, where did Zhang Bairren go in the end, and what was his involvement with him?

Apart from the appellations of Time Sin, Fate Sin, and Numerical Sin bestowed upon those polluted Demons and Ghosts by later generations.

These three types of sins should have three sources, and the prophecies within the Dao Court about Time Sin, Fate Sin, and Numerical Sin are actually about these three sources!

And a single Fate Sin caused such a collision of the Vast Thousand Worlds Group that it ended with its sealing.

What about the other two sins, Time and Omniscience, that know everything?

Compared to the indescribable Fate Sin born from the distortions in the Life Path, Time and Omniscience are obviously many times more terrifying. If these were to mutate into sins, they would undoubtedly be countless times more dreadful.

Yet why is there no record related to them neither in the Fourth Epoch nor now?

Even the remaining prophecies barely contain any concrete information about these two matters?

...

At this moment, staring at the letter paper, Wang Zijia had too many new questions bubbling up after almost confirming there were issues with his identity.

The onlookers watched Wang Zijia with complex looks in their eyes, baffled as they saw him gazing at the letter in a daze.

"It’s a letter!" Wang Zijia finally spoke faintly after a long while.

"A letter?"

"Who is it addressed to..."

"Well..."

The crowd subconsciously wanted to ask something but, seeing Wang Zijia’s actions and combining it with the proficiency in handling the Curse Order and the bloodline verification when they first entered the tower, as well as Wang Zijia’s current expression.

A possibility emerged in everyone’s minds.

Could it be... for Wang Zijia?

"Master, are you alright?" Qin Xianyu, who was beside him, saw Wang Zijia’s dazed expression and asked, concerned.

Wang Zijia came back to his senses, shook his head slightly, and said, "It’s nothing. Just reminiscing about some nearly forgotten past events!"

As he spoke, Wang Zijia put away the letter paper with a flip of his hand, and Zhang Junyong and a few others shifted their expressions but ultimately said nothing.

"Bow!"

At that moment, a faint yet grand voice suddenly arose from between heaven and earth, interrupting their further conversation.

Only then did everyone promptly look downwards.

They should be on the first floor of the Pagoda now, clearly a Place housing a Cave World. The space on the first floor was vast.

Above them was not a tower level but drifting white clouds, although they appeared somewhat illusory upon close inspection.

Below was a Building Complex, resembling some Family Treasure Land or Forbidden Area.

At the very center of the Building Complex was a huge Square, and at the bottom of the Square, there seemed to be a magnificent Great Hall, which looked like a combination of a temple and Palaces.

The voice was coming from the entrance of the Great Hall.

When everyone instinctively looked over, they could see countless densely packed people, neatly arrayed across the Square, bowing toward the Great Hall, and those closer to the Great Hall dressed more impressively.

The crowd stretched all the way into the hall.

However, these people were neither real nor Ghost Shadows; they were more like Phantasms?

No, they were the residual images of Space-time.

This place had experienced countless such grand worship ceremonies.

Because of the accumulation of dense Space-Time Energies, and now suddenly being drawn out, the scattering free energies sparked memories of events that had once occurred here.