People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 943 Golden Willow Branch, Ancestral Spirit's True Form
With the Abyss Dragon leading the way, the two of them made it through without any major incidents. The only risk was the ever-present spacetime rifts, which could easily pull them in and send them to who-knows-where.

In the chaotic spacetime, the vortex was like a ghost, constantly changing, sometimes appearing above their heads, sometimes at their feet.

There are too many twists and turns.

It was like a giant maze. Relying on his abyssal talents, the Abyss Dragon narrowly avoided one trap after another, with Lü Yue following behind him.

Relying on the strength of a Primordial Golden Immortal, they broke through the chaotic flow of time and space.

We arrived at a mysterious space.

Lü Yue frowned.

Gazing at the colossal tree before him, a look of bewilderment crossed his face. It resembled the true form of the Yangmei Ancestor, its drooping willow branches radiating a crisp green, their soft light transforming this mysterious space into a sanctuary.

A thought came to my mind.

He released his divine sense, searching for traces of Ancestor Yangmei. They had only been separated for tens of thousands of years, but alas, even his divine sense covered this pure land.

Still, no trace of him could be found.

The Abyss Dragon quipped, "Are you looking for someone?"

Lü Yue nodded.

“Ancestor Yang Mei, who also attained enlightenment through the innate willow tree, was the first person he thought of when he saw this pure land before him.” Lü Yue did not hide anything.

The two reunited on the western land.

It shouldn't be able to escape the divine sense of the Abyss Dragon.

The Abyss Dragon chuckled and reminded him, "I don't know which demon god you call your fellow Daoist, but this giant willow tree in front of you is definitely not his so-called fellow Daoist."

"He is an ancestral spirit. In my bloodline, this tree is called the Pure Willow. It was created by a powerful being who failed to take human form in the chaos. He absorbed the boundless spiritual energy of the chaos and used his own power to create a pure land space."

"In the past, it was also worshipped by all the spirits of my people."

"Unfortunately, ever since my Abyss Clan sank into the Chaos Sea, we have completely severed our connection with him?" the Abyss Dragon lamented, his hand resting on the tree trunk.

There was no response whatsoever.

The abyss dragon's lively thoughts were thus completely put to rest.

"The ancestral spirit possesses the Dao but lacks the essence. If you refine it, you can obtain an avatar no weaker than your current cultivation level. The Pure Willow was once a Primordial Great Luo who was infinitely close to the Primordial Limitless Dao."

The Abyss Dragon reminded him.

Lü Yue nodded.

Looking at the serene willows before me, I felt an ancient aura emanating from them, their faint green hue brimming with boundless vitality.

"I've heard that time and space are supreme, and space is king. Could the tranquil willow tree before me be formed from fragments and remnants of the soul of the Space Demon God? This is the third Chaos Demon God, second only to Pangu and Shichen."

The serene willows before him had clearly become part of this pure land, their branches and leaves flourishing, exuding a mysterious sense of tranquility, and Yangmei Ancestor was in contact with them.

But I lack this calm and composed state of mind.

The abyss dragon chuckled.

"Ancestral spirits!"

“Lu Yue, you know nothing about the gods and demons of our previous era. Qingjing Yangliu has never been a fragment of a space demon god or a reincarnation of a remnant soul.”

"This is an insult to them."

"After our Abyss Demon Clan sank into the Chaos Sea, Pangu created the world, and the Great Dao gave birth to three thousand Chaos Demon Gods. These are all things that happened later. Only after the Great Dao completely erased the relics of our previous era did it reorganize and give birth to the Chaos Demon Gods."

"The Yangmei Ancestor you speak of does not possess the divine will of us."

"Once you refine it, you will understand that the ancestral spirit has no upper limit. As more and more people worship it, its strength will only increase."

The Primordial Chaos and Limitless Dao is not entirely impossible.

“Our Abyss Demon Clan’s ancestor, Yuanzu, was a powerful figure at the Primordial Chaos Realm. If he hadn’t been ambushed by the Great Dao and perished completely, this Chaos might still be our Abyss Demon Clan’s territory.”

"The abyssal dragon roared."

Lu Yue frowned slightly as he looked at the abyssal demon dragon before him. He immediately felt a chill run down his spine. Wasn't the Primordial Chaos Limitless Realm the highest realm in this chaotic world? If even this realm could perish, then what about them, these Primordial Grand Luo Golden Immortals? Weren't they just ants?

There must be something fishy going on in that abyssal dragon's confidence.

This clearly overturned his understanding.

The abyss dragon sneered.

"Isn't it incredible?"

Ha ha
Lu Yue sneered and directly exposed his secret: "You know so much, so why were you fished out of the Chaos Sea by Kun Zu? In my opinion, there are still many loopholes in your words."

"You're not plotting against me, are you?"

A profound saying suddenly came to mind for Lü Yue: "Those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts."

The abyss dragon was somewhat exasperated and said with dissatisfaction, "Your mark has already been imprinted on my body. Do you think I would betray you?"

Lu Yue nodded in agreement: "Very likely."

"you,."

"I misjudged you."

The panic that flashed through his eyes, though fleeting, was caught by Lü Yue. With a thought, countless fine needles seemed to appear in the mind of the Abyss Dragon.

It directly penetrated his sea of ​​consciousness, dantian, and 129,600 acupoints.

The abyss dragon suddenly felt a splitting headache.

It felt as if his whole body was splitting open.

He quickly begged for mercy, saying, "Wait! Stop!"

"What I said is true, but I didn't tell you the technique I used to refine it. If you refine it carelessly, you are very likely to be possessed and reborn by the ancestral spirit."

Lü Yue nodded.

Seeing the abyssal dragon howling in pain, the doubts in my heart gradually dissipated.

Since it was an ancestral spirit from the previous era, the method of refining it was naturally different from the current one. After thinking about it carefully, he nodded in satisfaction and released the abyssal dragon from its confinement.

The Abyss Dragon, panting heavily, looked at the indifferent Lü Yue and felt a pang of fear, overwhelmed with emotion.

“The outstanding figures of every era are not easily deceived; almost all of them are shrewd old foxes who will not do anything that is risky.”

"Be cautious, be extremely cautious."

"This is almost overly cautious."

Lü Yue smiled calmly.

He cautioned, "Every surviving god or demon is cunning and treacherous. If they were as trusting as humans, they would have been tricked and killed long ago."

The Abyss Dragon nodded helplessly.

There is no free lunch.

You'll only fall into a trap.

"If only I had resisted the temptation back then, I wouldn't have been fished out of the Chaos Sea by Kun Zu and become a pawn in his scheme to penetrate the highest primordial world and absorb its essence."

"I have learned a great deal."

At this moment, the Abyss Dragon completely abandoned all its petty thoughts, carefully approached the Pure Willow Tree, reached out and plucked a unique willow branch, respectfully placed it in front of Lü Yue with both hands, and explained, "This golden willow branch is the true form of the Pure Willow."

Upon hearing this, Lü Yue's expression faltered slightly.

"The pure land transformed from the pure willow branch was actually just a willow branch in its essence."

"The transformation failed and the ancestral spirit was damaged. It is already a great blessing that a willow branch was preserved."

(End of this chapter)