Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1352 The First Saint, Relentlessly Pursued
Before Lü Yang could finish speaking...

"Boom!"

In the darkness, it seemed that endless waves immediately appeared in the underworld, displaying immense power, threatening to pour down upon this place and annihilate it into ashes.

However, before Angxiao could feel fear, Lü Yang casually waved his sleeve, dissipating all the power into nothingness. At the same time, the mystery of the Dao-Cheng Yin Xuan Mansion where the two were located increased a million times in an instant, as if they had truly transcended the world.

Everything is moving away.

In the heavens and on earth, only the young Taoist priest before them remained. He slowly turned around, revealing a refined and elegant face, and cast a smiling glance at Angxiao.

"Wow."

In an instant, the hazy smoke surrounding Angxiao dissipated, revealing a handsome face and his deeply hidden real name.

Lingxiao Donghuang Zhenjun.

The memories that were once sealed were all revived at this moment, but they did not trigger any imagery, or even the shock that comes with the revival of memories.

At this moment, Lü Yang not only slightly raised his eyebrows to look at the mysterious surging outside the [Chengdao Hidden Mystery Palace], but also looked up at the dome. There, it seemed that a tiny figure was looking down at him with scrutiny, trying to figure out his true intentions.

'I can't sit still anymore.'

Lu Yang chuckled inwardly. As the saying goes, strike the snake at its seven-inch mark, and for the current nascent sage, the seven-inch mark is undoubtedly [Angxiao].

To be precise, it's the underworld.

'After all, his plan for ascending to godhood primarily involved having Angxiao kill Dao Tianqi, then dismembering the Underworld, and using that as sustenance for his ascension.'

In this situation, my first stop upon entering the Sea of ​​Light is to find [Angxiao], which will naturally trigger his nerves.

'However, this has nothing to do with me.'

'It was the World-Honored One who manipulated cause and effect, seeking out Angxiao, yet deliberately revealed his secrets to me, luring me here; I was merely going with the flow.'

To be fair, Lü Yang hadn't planned to approach Angxiao so soon and disturb the First Saint. However, since the World Honored One had extended an olive branch, he naturally accepted it without hesitation, thus complying with the World Honored One's wishes and testing the First Saint to see how he would react to this move.

'The Buddha's move was truly brilliant.'

'However, he himself probably doesn't know the details of the Nascent Soul ascension; it was purely by chance. He probably just hopes I can give [Angxiao] a hand.'

After all, seeking help from the underworld is very difficult.

In the past, there were no other options, but now that he has his own new path to follow, the Buddha would naturally choose the more reliable one.

'What bad intentions could he possibly have?'

'At this moment, the World Honored One probably only wants Angxiao to become a Dao Lord, and then help him. It just so happens that he struck at the Acquired Saint's weak point.'

Lu Yang felt that the First Saint probably thought the same way, which was why he did not erupt immediately, but chose to hold back and observe the situation. Otherwise, he would have already taken action. Or rather, because he had not gone too far, the First Saint was still in a state of hesitation.

From this perspective, it seems we can push them a little further.

Upon realizing this, Lü Yang immediately turned his gaze to Ang Xiao, who was frowning and seemed somewhat incredulous at his words about accepting him as a disciple.

"What's your decision?" Lü Yang asked again.

"I have three thousand Taoist methods and eight hundred unorthodox ones, all of which can be taught to fellow Taoists for cultivation, enabling them to attain the status of the [Taoist Ancestor] and obtain the benefits of the [Other Shore] without suffering any harm."

After saying that, he looked around again, a hint of disgust on his face:
"Although this [Netherworld] is unique, it is ultimately influenced by [The Other Shore], and the materials used are much inferior, making it even less than [The Other Shore]."

"Relying on external forces makes it difficult to find the true path."

“But if you cultivate my method, you can live a carefree and peaceful life, wouldn’t that be much happier than being trapped in this underworld? Fellow Daoist should make his own decision.”

The underworld trembled.

Lu Yang's voice was not only directed at Angxiao, but also at the First Saint. As he spoke, he also took the time to observe the light sea of ​​this life.

'So that's how it is'

His gaze fell upon the Netherworld, once mysterious and seemingly orchestrated by multiple Dao Lords, now devoid of any secrets and impossible to conceal from him. 'Dao Tianqi, now a true Dao Lord, resides here. His primordial spirit is entrusted to the Netherworld. As long as the Netherworld doesn't collapse, he will not die; and as long as he doesn't die, the Netherworld will be difficult to collapse. The reason [Angxiao] was able to kill him back then was because he was seeking confirmation of the Netherworld, and he succeeded.'

Because they succeeded, they were no longer considered "external forces" by the underworld.

That's why Dao Tianqi was killed in the crash.

If they fail, it will have no effect on Dao Tianqi, just like the Dao Lords outside the Underworld, who can at most knock Dao Tianqi into a deep sleep.

In addition, there is another place.

【Pseudo-history】.

Lu Yang raised his eyes, and in his eyes, the once vast Immortal Pivot was now like two ends of a mirror, respectively presenting two worlds of light and shadow: the real world and the illusory world.

'interesting. '

Lu Yang's gaze narrowed slightly. To be honest, after putting away the lost page of the [Book of a Hundred Lifetimes], he still had some doubts about the world after it reopened.

After all, he was 100% certain that the page left behind in the Book of a Hundred Lifetimes would not be restored by reopening it—although he did have some hope, since if it could be copied, it might be able to infinitely replenish the lost pages, but reality is often not so kind.

Therefore, he can be certain.

'At this moment, that page of the [Book of a Hundred Generations] within the pseudo-history must have disappeared; at most, only the outer shell of the celestial book crafted by a nascent saint remains.'

However, the fabricated history did not collapse.

'At most, it just made things less secretive. [Angxiao] was able to recover his memories related to the fabricated history so quickly because of this change.'

But why?

Lu Yang stroked his chin. According to his deduction, without the remaining pages of the "Book of a Hundred Generations," the pseudo-history would lose its foundation and inevitably face a major collapse.

'Could it be that the First Saint is holding on?'

Lu Yang's eyes suddenly flickered.

【The other shore】The summit.

The tiny, unattainable figure gazed at the underworld with unprecedented solemnity, reaching its hand into the seemingly real yet illusory void.

"Boom."

Deep within the fabricated history, the relentless bombardment that had lasted for 100,000 years suddenly intensified, and the once-solid prison became fragile overnight.

'Xuande.'

Chu Sheng stared intently at the young Taoist in the Underworld. Ever since this visitor from outer space appeared, the false history had undergone such changes. Without hesitation, he directly attributed the cause to the other party, especially since the other party even wanted to take Ang Xiao as a disciple.

Every move he made hit my vital points.

"Admittedly, he approached Angxiao because Wanbao was guiding him. However, his own actions in going along with the flow were also problematic, resulting in an outcome unfavorable to me."

There must be something wrong!
At least, this person knows me very well!

The sage came to this conclusion almost intuitively. So the question is, how could someone who claims to be a visitor from outer space know so much about him?

It was either premeditated or orchestrated by someone!

Or—

As a certain thought uncontrollably surfaced in his mind, the usually carefree eyes of the First Saint Taishang suddenly twitched, and then a rare hint of urgency appeared in them.

'The First Emperor.'

'We can't wait ten years. We need to bring him back as soon as possible to maintain the ritual of the "Name-Seizing Heavenly Law," and also have him take a good look at my work.'

Look, that book.

(End of this chapter)