My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

The black-haired elder and the white-haired elder were both struck with astonishment, not knowing what to say for a moment.

They could only stare blankly into the distance at Cheng Guang, enveloped in golden radiance, wordlessly silent.

At this time, the Great Tang Emperor’s emotions were somewhat overwhelming as he watched Cheng Guang, draped in Buddhist Robes, his eyes indifferent and sacred, much like the way he once sacrificed himself to embody the Buddha, his eyes trembling continuously.

At this moment.

Countless people near the Library were all watching Cheng Guang.

Being watched by so many, Cheng Guang also felt a numbing sensation on his scalp.

It was only then that he realized, he had unwittingly extracted all of the evil filth within many of the “Fruits of Path to Divinity” on the second floor of the Library.

This evil filth was so dense that it could change the color of heaven and earth.

Ordinary people would go mad in mere moments upon contact with this evil filth.

Even Sky-Men couldn’t withstand it.

But at this moment.

Cheng Guang was able to breathe freely under this dense evil filth without feeling the slightest bit wrong.

“What is happening to me?”

“Did the Saint Dao Fruit within my Primordial Spirit take control of me on its own??”

Cheng Guang was full of confusion, completely clueless about the spectacle unfolding before him.

Cheng Guang couldn’t control his body,

and could only watch helplessly as his body, under the control of Tang Sanzang’s Saint Dao Fruit, gradually purified the evil within the second floor of the Library.

Fortunately, this change didn’t last long, sparing Cheng Guang from waiting too much.

After merely a quarter of an hour,

the golden radiance on Cheng Guang’s body began to retract, and the evil aura within the “Fruits of Path to Divinity” on the second floor all shrank back, escaping as if tucking their tails and running away,

displaying a slight fear towards Cheng Guang.

As Cheng Guang’s body slowly descended to the ground, he discovered that he could now control his previously unresponsive hands and feet.

Cheng Guang looked at his hands in bewilderment. The inexplicable actions of Tang Sanzang’s “Saint Dao Fruit” seemed to have induced subtle changes throughout his body, yet he couldn’t discern what had changed.

However, the surrounding evil filth now had a very weak effect on him.

On the contrary, his influence over the evil seemed to have grown stronger.

Simply standing there, he could make the sinister aura within the “Fruits of Path to Divinity” tremble.

“Why does the ‘Fruits of Path to Divinity’ have such an effect?”

“Could it be that Tang Sanzang still has his own consciousness?”

Cheng Guang murmured to himself, feeling as if his mind was scrambled.

In his view, Tang Sanzang’s Saint Dao Fruit was at most a tool.

A person can’t be dominated by a tool, can they?

Cheng Guang was thinking this when he suddenly noticed something.

His gaze once again fell on the Buddhist Robes he was wearing.

Not long after he donned these Robes, the system messages timely flooded into Cheng Guang’s mind.

[Bloodstained Buddhist Robes: These robes have an extraordinary past. The obsession of their owner has lingered on them. When you wear them, in a short time, the past owner of the robes might descend upon you. Aside from that, the material of the robes is not simple. If you explore carefully, you might discover the wondrous uses of these robes.]

Reading the system’s prompt in his mind, a flash of understanding crossed Cheng Guang’s eyes.

But then.

He was baffled yet again.

Because.

The robes could allow the past owner to descend upon the wearer.

And just now.

He hadn’t put on the robes himself.

It was his “Saint Dao Fruit” that autonomously donned the robes.

Could this mean that his “Saint Dao Fruit” still had some instinctual consciousness?

Having sensed the presence of the “Buddhist Robes,” it took the initiative to wear them.

Otherwise, even if the robes could momentarily summon Tang Sanzang, it would have been of no use.

Furthermore.

Cheng Guang realized.

The function of the robes was to allow the past owner to descend upon him, but Tang Sanzang was dead and couldn’t possibly descend.

What controlled his body

was a mere obsession.

An obsession that had settled upon the robes.

An obsession determined to sweep away evil.

This could also explain why something like this had happened just now.

Taking a deep breath, Cheng Guang removed the Robes and murmured to himself:

“Inside my Saint Dao Fruit, there’s also an obsession of Tang Sanzang. Normally, if I encounter a situation where my Primordial Spirit is unguarded, I don’t need to act on my own. The Saint Dao Fruit and the Proving Dao Map in my mind will take action themselves.”

“They hold a mindset of absolute annihilation, a need to purify the evil.”

“This time should have been the same, except that the presence of the Buddhist Robes allowed the obsession within the Saint Dao Fruit of my Primordial Spirit to encounter the obsession within the robes.”

“The two combining and creating a chemical reaction.”

Having understood all of this, Cheng Guang felt a sense of relief wash over him, and then he slowly exhaled, feeling the surrounding gazes intensify.

Cheng Guang looked up and around.

After a quick scan of the crowd,

Cheng Guang, though unfamiliar with most of them, still knew that the majority of these people were from the Great Tang.

A sweep of his eyes revealed countless Sky-Men.

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Although most of them seemed to have just ascended to Sky-Men, their cultivation and strength might not be weaker than Cheng Guang’s.

But this was already very formidable.

These hundreds of Sky-Men, along with numerous others at most in the Ninth-order Martial Emperor Realm, were powerful enough to sweep across the world.