Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 775 Immortal Revival
Lu Tong and the other young men were terrified. Not only them, but everyone else in the Lu family compound ran in that direction after hearing the noise.

"Everyone, step back."

Lu Jin stood in mid-air, her voice resounding throughout the entire manor.

"Huh?" The Lu family members who arrived later looked up at Lu Jin in the sky, somewhat puzzled.

"roll!"

Lu Jin was clearly too lazy to explain to them, and with a loud shout, she scared everyone away.

"Lu Tong, and the rest of you, stay here and don't move."

"Huh? Oh, oh." At this moment, Lu Tong, the dignified candidate for the next head of the family, could only act like a primary school student, folding his hands and hunching his chest, quietly retreating to the side with a few young people.

"Senior brother, is it really you, senior brother? Is it you?" Although Lu Jin had already transformed his entire body into Qi, and was like a white ghost floating in mid-air like a ghost in broad daylight in the Lu family compound, his lips still trembled uncontrollably as he spoke.

"Get down. I'll teach you how to talk to your senior brother while you're flying. That's rude of you."

The thug lying on the ground reached out and grabbed, and the Lu family members were horrified to see that the old man, who was ranked among the top three in the country, seemed to be sucked into a terrifying smoking machine with hundreds of thousands of megapascals, flowing uncontrollably downwards, falling to the ground, and turning back into a physical body.

"hiss……"

Lu Tong and the five young men all gasped in surprise, having made outstanding contributions to global warming.

This isn't just being a hooligan, is this even human?

The thought of his earlier claim that he would kill the thug sent a chill down Lu Tong's spine, from his tailbone down his back to his brainstem, and he shivered involuntarily.

"Could it be that this guy really has a close relationship with the old man, and he's not just bragging? It can't be that the old man is being fooled because he's nearing his end," Canglong muttered beside him, but Lu Tong quickly covered his mouth with a slap, so hard that it almost knocked out all his teeth.

You dare to complain about this kind of situation? You dare to criticize my grandfather in front of me? You're asking for it.

"Woooooooooooo..."

Lu Jin, a man over a hundred years old, started crying like a child who had fallen from a height and gotten hurt. The scoundrel didn't hold back and shoved the camera right in his face.

"Come on, everyone, look! The mastermind behind the evil forces has been moved by my righteousness and is now reflecting on his crimes and crying. Everyone, wipe up the gifts, and I'll show you this old man kneeling down and admitting his mistakes to me!"

Lu Tong felt a surge of anger, but he couldn't vent it. His grandfather had even activated his Qi Transformation state, which proved that the matter was very serious. He couldn't intervene and could only listen and watch obediently from the sidelines.

What happened next was even more outrageous. To the astonishment of Lu Tong and the others, Lu Jin actually got up, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed repeatedly to this scoundrel.

"Senior brother, you're really alive! You're finally back! Waaaaah..."

"That's not right. Ever since Grandpa Changqing passed away twelve years ago, how could Grandpa have had a senior brother?" Lu Tong was completely bewildered by Lu Jin's words. Suddenly, he remembered someone, and Lu Tong's expression became as interesting as if he had seen a pig flying in the sky. "Could it be that..." He Songling seemed to have a very long dream. In the dream, he ascended to become an immortal. He was omnipotent. He ascended the throne and became the Jade Emperor, and he did a pretty good job. After who knows how many years, he was chased under the dragon desk by a monkey with a hairy face and a thunderous mouth, carrying a stick...

He later dreamed that he had become a scientist, leading his country in scientific research and public relations, and realizing the great rejuvenation of the motherland.

Later, he dreamed that he became an old overseas Chinese businessman in Southeast Asia, and out of his deep patriotism, he returned to China to invest in building a factory.

He also dreamed that he was among the immortals, in the Heavenly Court, where he was on brotherhood with the Four Heavenly Masters, Lü Dongbin, and Zhang Boduan, discussing metaphysics and Taoism.

Wait a minute, Zhang Boduan?
Upon realizing this, He Songling felt the many scenes before him shatter and return to darkness, but he could already feel his eyelids and opened them.

"Damn it, that old dog Ziyang..."

All He Songling could see was darkness. He released his Qi to explore and found himself inside a mountain, completely suppressed. The surrounding vegetation was lush and green, and the soil was ancient and solid, indicating that he had been there for many years.

Even with He Songling's immortal body, which had been reborn five times in reverse, being buried in the mountain for so many years, it seemed to have rusted. He had difficulty moving his whole body, and the way he cursed was hoarse.

However, for He Songling, who has already recovered, this situation is not difficult for him to sort out.

Ever since Zhang Boduan self-destructed his core, plunging him into darkness, he began his transformation. Zhang Boduan, that old fox, genuinely helped him, but he also betrayed him. Without consulting him or making any preparations, he was caught completely off guard and directly drawn into the innate breakthrough, forced into seclusion.

This old fellow might really be a psychopath, or he might feel he didn't have the guts to seal himself off for seventy years, so he "helped" himself out. But even so, He Songling still had to curse.

Bullshit, do you think I need you to make decisions for me?
After the core exploded, all the Daoist energy surged into his body, and the memory left by Zhang Boduan naturally dissipated. Without the support of immortal energy, the Nine-Bend Cave, a "divine abode" or "innate space" belonging exclusively to the level of immortals in a parallel world, naturally collapsed.

Zhang Boduan was human, the ancestor of alchemy. Not only when he was an extraordinary being, but also after becoming an immortal, his understanding of "Dao" and immortal techniques far surpassed that of the weasel mountain god with the gaping hole in the sky. But ultimately, there was not much difference between the two; they were both born with innate abilities.

Dismantling the winding, meandering cave constructed by Zhang Boduan's Daoist principles would be no different from the dark, mountain god's space within the mountain, the "Heaven-Piercing Cave." And without the support of this divine power, this space, seemingly a parallel universe, would naturally cease to exist, and the mountain would naturally press down and solidify.

He Songling briefly channeled his Qi, transforming it into a wisp of smoke that pierced through the dense soil layer, finally allowing it to see the light of day again after seventy years.

It has to be said that it's a reverse regeneration; the recovery speed is incredibly fast. In an instant, not only was the sluggishness in my body gone, but even the moss and mushrooms were eliminated.

"That damned Zhang Boduan." Including before he fell asleep, He Songling said three sentences in three stages: before falling asleep, after waking up, and after getting up. All of them were cursing Zhang Boduan, which shows that he truly loved him and was even closer to him than to his wife.

"have a look……"

After finishing his rant, He Songling's first instinct was to assess the situation around him. Having been out for so long, he needed to understand the current circumstances.

With a "whoosh," Qi surged from his hand and flowed throughout the entire valley.

(End of this chapter)