Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1254 The World Honored One is back to fry fish again.

The light shines brightly, illuminating the heavens; this is called "Heavenly Fire."

When this fire appears, it shines brightly in the sky, becoming the sun; it also shines brightly over the sea, becoming the moon. It passes through the heavenly gate and travels across the land. All that is illuminated by the sun and moon are its servants and subjects.

Therefore, the moment this ray of light broke through the clouds and engulfed Di Cang's figure, all the mysteries surrounding him, including the countless talismans formed from the laws of the Immortal Kingdom, were extinguished one by one, disappearing into nothingness, like candles being blown out. For a moment, only this ray of light remained in the world.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Panhuang walked from the direction of Jiangxi, while Butianque stood amidst the clouds and sky. The gazes of the two Great True Lords who stepped into the heavens fell upon the center of the sky.

"Wow."

As the tide rose and fell, the light of day gradually faded, finally revealing the scene within: the Dharma body was already shattered, and Emperor Cang's face was filled with disbelief.

His strength surged within him, and his Dharma body continuously manifested Dao talismans, as if he were desperately trying to activate the Dao laws of the Immortal Kingdom. However, he couldn't move an inch, as if a mountain was pressing down on his head, forcing him to kneel on the ground. The more he struggled, the more severe the shattering of his Dharma body became.

"Boom!"

Finally, his power at the Heavenly Realm level allowed him to break through a slight barrier, revealing the profound mystery that was pressing down on him.

Those were three words.

[Execution pending reprieve]

Each word weighed heavier than Mount Tai, pressing down on Di Cang's head by three feet, making him unable to lift his head and only able to lower his neck. His mind was filled with hatred and madness.

However, no matter what his feelings were, no matter how much disbelief and resentment he felt, he couldn't even see the face of the person in front of him. He could only see a pair of boots and a faint, mysterious voice that seemed to fall from the sky: "Fellow Daoist, if you don't save him, I will kill him."

—This wasn't said to him.

It wasn't until this moment that Di Cang realized: the person in front of him didn't take him seriously at all, and suppressing him seemed to be just a trivial matter.

Humiliation and anger are fleeting.

Di Cang quickly regained his composure, no longer caring about dignity or honor. Since divine sense couldn't transmit sound, he simply opened his mouth and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Heavens, save me!"

He doesn't want to die.

Having finally received a promotion and attained the cultivation of the Heavenly Realm, with the Dao Lord within reach, he still had great ambitions to realize. How could he die here?

"Heaven will save me."

'He and this person are mortal enemies. Having another ally increases his chances of victory. If I die like this, it won't be able to hold on alone!'

Many thoughts flashed through Di Cang's mind as he waited expectantly. However, as time passed, although the thunder in the sky continued to rumble, it never fell. This sudden change was like a bucket of cold water poured over Di Cang's head, filling him with panic.

'How could this be? Why didn't you save me!'

After the initial panic subsided, a profound sense of crisis washed over him. Without the slightest hesitation, Di Cang hurriedly spoke up: "Wait, wait! Fellow Daoist, I can also help you."

The sound stopped suddenly.

In Di Cang's eyes, the boots that he had strained his eyes to see were slightly raised and then forcefully stepped on his head, which was hanging down and could not be lifted.

And three feet above his head, the mysteries of the [Inscribed Heaven Chapter] also changed.

[Execution pending trial] Dissipated.

[Immediate execution!]
In an instant, Di Cang's Dharma body disintegrated, transforming into three clones, which then continued to shatter, with blinding blood light shooting into the sky and reflecting into the sea of ​​clouds.

Blood energy filled the sky, and crimson light blazed like fire. The fall of the Great True Monarch of the Heavenly Realm became the most moving scene in the history of the pseudo-history to date. Coupled with Di Cang's special identity and the weight of cause and effect, his premature death at this moment left a trace in the chaotic river of pseudo-history.

'I guess this is just me indulging myself.'

Lu Yang calmly withdrew his foot. Admittedly, his goal in coming to the pseudo-historical region was to offer amnesty, not to kill, but Di Cang was not among them. He could spare this man.

After all, with his cultivation level, if he were successfully recruited, it would be of great help to the Conferred God Law, and with the restrictions of the Conferred God Law, there would be no need to worry about him betraying him.

But he just didn't want to stay.

"Fortunately, I now have some reason to be willful." Lü Yang raised his head, looked at the thundercloud in the sky, and his gaze became slightly focused.

In the clouds, the raging thunder finally ceased, falling silent and utterly still. In its place stood a figure with his hands behind his back. With his appearance, Lü Yang immediately felt an indescribable, extremely heavy sense of oppression descend upon him.

'I see. ’

Lü Yang understood immediately:

'Di Cang was merely a tool to buy time. It needed time to accumulate its power, which is why it simply watched as I killed Di Cang.'

Just then, the first Dan Ding Peak Master, who was being suppressed in his palm, suddenly began to struggle violently, his surging divine sense filled with shock. On the other side, looking at the figure standing in the clouds, Butianque also widened his eyes, and then couldn't help but exclaim in surprise:

"Senior Brother!?"

His words were a mixture of ecstasy and bittersweetness.

Such emotions are extremely rare for Butianque and the first Danding Peak Master. In the world today, very few people can make them lose their composure like this.

However, he quickly calmed down:

"No, it can't be the eldest brother. It's a remnant image refined by the Heavenly Emperor. Damn it, how dare he do this? How could he dare to do this!"

At the same time, the Great Sword Sect also lost its composure.

"The first Master of Wanbao Peak?"

On the edge of the Southern Sky Cliff, the teacup in front of the Great Sword Sect Master rippled with water, mirroring his thoughts: "Impossible, that person left no trace."

The primordial spirit leaves no trace in heaven and earth.

Even for a cultivator like him who can only temporarily condense his primordial spirit, Heaven cannot use his traces without his consent.

Let alone the true primordial spirit?
In other words:
'This isn't just a photo.'

Lu Yang shook his head, a warning bell ringing in his heart: 'World Honored One, this shameless fellow, through the power of Heaven, has truly taken matters into his own hands and personally engaged in blasting fish!'

So far, Lü Yang has witnessed the Buddha blasting fish many times.

However, in most cases, it is not actually the Buddha himself who takes action, but rather the Five Tathagatas in the Vajradhatu who take the Buddha's power to intervene.

In addition, when the World Honored One went down to blast the fish, it was with the dignity of the Dao Lord, which was a completely dimensional attack, leaving the fish no room to fight back.

This time was different. Although the World Honored One still appeared in his true form, due to the numerous limitations imposed by the fabricated history, he could only rely on the power of Heaven, reaching at most the Heavenly Ascent Realm, not even the Golden Core Perfection Realm. In a sense, this was perhaps the fairest time the World Honored One had ever given a free pass.

In other words, it's possible to fight!

'There's hope of winning!'

At this thought, a fierce glint suddenly appeared in Lü Yang's eyes: 'Perfect, I'll use the World-Honored One as the standard to see how I behave when facing the First Sage.'

In the past, the early sage was able to kill the World Honored One, who was of the same realm, within a hundred moves.

I, Lü Yang, have no time limit and do not seek to kill; I aim to defeat the World Honored One when we are of equal cultivation level.

not a problem!

(End of this chapter)