Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1369 Mine! They're all mine!
At this moment, Zu Long had recovered from the indescribable shock.

"I see."

After reading the records in the [Book of Divine Fortune and Destiny], he understood: "First Saint, that guy stole my life, no wonder I've ended up like this!"

For a moment, he even had the thought that he should just stay inside the Grandmaster's Palace instead of going out. After all, the First Saint couldn't get in, and the Grandmaster's Palace rejected all of the First Saint's methods of enslaving him. At this moment, the First Saint couldn't actually threaten his life.

There was nothing he could do; he was truly furious.

His furious thoughts almost materialized into real flames, burning fiercely around the golden book, yet they could not budge it in the slightest, seemingly mocking his incompetence.

"Ah ah ah."

After raging for a while, the First Emperor finally vented his frustration and slumped to the ground, but couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"Aha."

After calming down, he regained his rationality: "No, I still have to go out. My life is sustained by the First Saint, and I need him to replenish my mysteries."

I cannot remain at the level of Grandmaster forever, because I am only a part of the true Ancestral Dragon, a life that has been cut off, inherently imperfect. As time goes by, if the First Sage does not help me fill in the gaps, I will naturally return to my original body.

For the true ancestral dragon, this was a matter of course.

However, for him, this was no different from death. After much thought, his will to live ultimately prevailed over his resentment and anger towards the First Saint.

There's nothing we can do, life goes on.

Forget it.

Zu Long shook his head, letting go of his inner turmoil, and was about to get up and leave the [Grandmaster] when he found that his perspective had stopped at a certain point.

All that could be seen was a corner of a black robe.

It is inscribed with intricate patterns, seemingly expounding the great principles of heaven and earth, which immediately captivated the mind of the First Emperor, making it impossible for him to look away.

".Eh."

Having just recovered from his anger, Zu Long was once again plunged into confusion, unable to understand what had happened.

The next second, he finally woke up as if from a dream.

Someone's there!?

'impossible! ’

The First Saint was watching from outside. Besides himself, who else could enter the Grandmaster's Hall? Could there be someone else hiding inside?

Are there any survivors in the "Confucian Church"?
"What a joke!"

At this moment, Zu Long's thoughts were about to explode, but on the surface, he appeared dumbfounded, his mouth wide open, unable to utter a word for a long time.

Until a mysterious sound drifted down:

"Fellow Daoist, there's no need to be so formal. Just raise your head and speak. Could you first tell me what the area outside the secret realm of the Sea of ​​Light looks like now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zu Long realized that his gaze could move again. He moved away from the corner of the black robe and slowly climbed up until he finally saw a face with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, a face that looked naturally handsome. The person in front of him had a smile on his lips and his eyes were focused, staring straight at him.

"You, you are."

After a long pause, the First Emperor finally managed to utter a few words, albeit tremblingly.

Before him, the young Taoist smiled slightly: "I observe that you, my fellow Daoist, seem to be incomplete in life. I have a method that can slightly supplement your life."

"Really!?" Zu Long's pupils shrank sharply.

Of course it's fake.

Lu Yang could also see the state of Zu Long's enslaved primordial spirit. The First Saint's methods were extremely advanced, and he knew he had no way to solve the problem.

Although he was not capable of solving the problem for the Ancestral Emperor, he was capable of making the Ancestral Emperor believe that he was capable of solving the problem, and quite capable of doing so.

With that in mind, he immediately activated the [Outside Observer].

As he cultivated his primordial spirit, his application of his talent became increasingly refined. Many things he couldn't do before, he could now accomplish with ease. For example, the "deletion" of the "off-screen observer."

In the past, he could only delete the entire Ancestral Dragon, but now he can delete a specific part of it.

The next second, Lü Yang waved his sleeve.

Immediately afterwards, Zu Long felt his energy and spirit suddenly become clear, and the sense of crisis he had felt due to his life was completely swept away!

"incredible"

I am free?

'He believed it, he really believed it!' Lü Yang laughed inwardly.

Of course, Zu Long was not free, nor could he truly escape the crisis of his life being in danger; it was just that under his own influence, he was no longer able to "feel" it.

"how?"

Seeing the ecstatic Zu Long, Lü Yang said softly, "Now, fellow Daoist, you should be able to tell me what you just did to my [Mingjiao] ritual, right?"

Upon hearing this, Zu Long immediately showed an embarrassed expression. He had already concluded in his heart that the person in front of him was an ancient relic from the pre-ancient era within the [Grandmaster] realm. Now that the other party was asking about the [Name and Nature Seizing Heaven Method], how could he dare to hesitate for a moment? He immediately sold out the First Saint completely.

"This was absolutely not my intention, please forgive me, fellow Daoist!"

"It is only because there is a powerful being outside the secret realm named [First Saint] who asked me to come here to repair your sect's rituals that I had no choice but to come."

After speaking, Zu Long first bowed respectfully, then proactively offered a magic incantation:

"This is the secret technique he taught me."

“I used this method to repair that ritual instrument before.”

"The First Sage has usurped the throne, a move that incurs the wrath of both gods and men. I myself have long harbored resentment towards him. If you, fellow Daoist, intend to make things difficult for him, I am willing to lend a hand."

The sound stopped suddenly.

Zu Long's thoughts were frozen in that instant, and then his eyelids suddenly became filled with endless drowsiness, and slowly closed up uncontrollably.

After a while.

When Zulong opened his eyes again, Lü Yang had already possessed him, holding the incantation of the [Name and Nature Seizing Heaven Technique] in his hand, and a satisfied smile gradually appeared on his face.

The magic formula is in hand!
"Zu Long is still too easy to fool. Before I even asked for it, he handed over the secret technique, the [Name-Seizing Heaven Technique]. It really is a good thing!"

Without pausing for a moment, Lü Yang directly manipulated the body of the Ancestral Dragon, soaring into the air and returning to the April of that day. Then, a vast and mighty force rushed towards him, sweeping like a whirlwind. Lü Yang quickly used the incantation given by the Ancestral Dragon, and the whirlwind instantly turned into a gentle breeze.

“good good”

Lu Yang continued moving and soon found the crescent moon engraved with the name [Dao Tianqi]. He watched as wisdom light rose from within it, seemingly containing endless mysteries.

"Mine, all of them are mine!"

Lu Yang took a deep breath, then reached out and placed his hand on the crescent moon, sensing its state bit by bit, and then slowly circulated his magic incantation.

Dao and Tian are equal, and Tian corresponds to Taiyi Tian.

The First Saint used this to usurp Dao Tianqi's wisdom light, greatly improving his own aptitude. However, what would happen if this ritual were to collapse?
Let's wait and see.

Lu Yang grinned, then without hesitation severed the connection between the crescent moon in his hand and the rising sun inscribed with the name [Taiyi Tian].

Almost simultaneously, the sixth level of [The Other Shore].

The First Saint, who was meditating and calmly awaiting the return of the Ancestral Dragon, suddenly looked up, and his originally calm expression suddenly became subtly distorted like never before.

"Why."

The hoarse voice, like a roar suppressed to the extreme, carried an anger that even the Supreme Being could not suppress, yet it could not change the outcome.

The first sage raised his head.

In his eyes, the blazing wisdom light that was once no less than Si Chong and unparalleled in the sea of ​​light suddenly weakened, leaving only a faint spark!
(End of this chapter)