Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1380 Talent
【The other shore】The end.

The tiny figure trembled slightly, and the consciousness that had fallen into the underworld returned in an instant. Its energy did not fluctuate in the slightest because of Lü Yang's decisive refusal.

'He has other methods.'

Chu Sheng absolutely did not believe that anyone would abandon the path before them, especially since he believed that Lü Yang's purpose in coming to Guanghai was to obtain the Eighth Secret Realm.

Even the emergence of the Eighth Secret Realm is most likely caused by him. However, having gone to such lengths, he is unwilling to cooperate with me to reshape the [Remnant Consciousness of Heaven and Man]. There is only one possibility: he has other methods to enter the Eighth Secret Realm without cooperating.

This is a good thing.

After all, reshaping the [Remnant Consciousness of Heaven and Man] was something the initial sage had to do out of necessity; he was absolutely unwilling to share this opportunity with others.

Since there's a way to exploit loopholes.

Then things will be easier to handle.

All we need to do is keep an eye on the Underworld. Whatever they want to do, they'll have to leave the Underworld first, and then they won't be able to escape our watchful eyes.

Thinking of this, the First Saint continued to cast his gaze.

Immediately afterwards, his pupils contracted sharply.

In the vast emptiness, Lü Yang sat cross-legged, the Great Dao light wheel behind him slowly rotating, defining all phenomena, and opening up a heaven beyond the emptiness.

During this process, the Great Dao's halo, which originally symbolized neither increase nor decrease, and perfect perfection, actually exhibited a very subtle distorted state. At a certain connection point of the halo, the two sides of the Great Dao seemed to be about to flip over, and infinite energy surged and rushed within it.

"Boom!"

The sound of the Dao resonated, and in this process, the "vicious cycle" that was originally destined to make no progress actually showed a trend of breakthrough.

However, in the end, none of this happened.

Because when the rotation was only 45 degrees, Lü Yang felt a clear sense of crisis, as if the "vicious loop" was about to be completely broken.

He immediately stopped what he was doing.

'.pity.'

Although Dao Tianqi's wisdom had been almost completely drained, it was still impossible to create something from nothing and advance the second qualitative change in the essence of the Dao Lord.

He needs a mentor.

'I decisively rejected Chu Sheng before, so he must think I have another way to enter the Eighth Secret Realm. He's probably keeping a close eye on me right now.'

That's perfect.

Some things just need to be shown to him.

The almost distorted Great Dao light wheel instantly returned to normal. Lü Yang's eyes were half-open and half-closed, his gaze deep and unfathomable as he looked into the direction of the Great Net of Cause and Effect.

In the Radiant Sea of ​​Immortals, in Jiangnan, sword lights shuttle back and forth among the clouds. Looking around, countless floating islands surround a towering divine peak.

It was Jiange in Jiangnan.

At the summit of the divine peak lies the Heavenly Cliff, where all the True Lords are currently in seclusion. The Sword Pavilion is now under the leadership of the True Lord Chengtian Zhengde, who sits atop the Heavenly Cliff.

At that moment, with the sound of a sword, the cave entrance of the floating island closest to the Sky Cliff opened wide, and a dashing young man strode out, his face full of pride: "After years of seclusion, I suddenly have a feeling. From now on, I am also a Great True Person."

Almost at the same time.

An aged voice, audible only to him, rang in his ears: "Do not be complacent. Without becoming a True Lord, you will never amount to anything."

"I see."

The young man nodded slightly, then looked up at the sky with a curious expression: "Speaking of which, senior, do you know what happened before?"

"Be careful!"

Upon hearing this, the aged voice immediately became tense, interrupting the young man: "How could you possibly fathom such a supreme being?" The young man was none other than the Demon Subduing True Person, the true Foundation Establishment cultivator carefully nurtured by the Sword Pavilion in this generation. Hearing the aged voice so solemn and cautious, the smile on his face also faded considerably. After all, he knew very well that his senior, Long Tu, was a remnant of a True Monarch, whom even he addressed as a supreme being.
'The Dao Master?'

Just mentioning those two words makes Master Fuyao feel as if an electric current is running down his spine; it is the ultimate goal pursued by all cultivators.

Do I have any hope?
Upon realizing this, Master Fuyao's heart almost burned with rage.

Of course there are! Absolutely!

After all, he was cultivating the Supreme Fruit. If he succeeded and proved the [Sword Edge Gold], he would definitely have a better chance of becoming a Dao Lord than other True Monarchs, right?
Just then, a streak of light fell.

The Demon Subduer put it into his pocket, then paused in surprise: "It is the [True Lord Chengtian Zhengde]. The Great True Lord has not yet come out of seclusion, so he has come to receive me."

When mentioning the Great True Lord, the Demon Subduer's expression was one of utmost reverence and a touch of arrogance. After all, in the current Immortal Pivot, the only one who could be called the Great True Lord was the Sword Pavilion's [Rigid Form Preaching True Lord], who was also his biggest supporter. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was the number one person in the Immortal Pivot.

compare to.

The title "Chengtian Zhengde Zhenjun" is now just a name; even the Demon Subduing Master knows that he was just someone who got lucky back then.

But having said that.

After all, it was a Golden Core True Monarch in person, and the sword that destroyed the Witch Ghost Path back then had shaken the Immortal Pivot. Therefore, the Demon Subduing True Man still dared not be negligent in the slightest.

The next second, the Demon Subduer transformed into a sword light and flew all the way to the Sky-Piercing Cliff. There, a young man with red lips and white teeth was sitting cross-legged with a long sword on his lap. He looked extremely young, but his eyes showed the vicissitudes of time.

As soon as the Demon Subduer landed, he hurriedly bowed.

The young man then turned around, gave the other person a deep look, and smiled, "Young friend, you've caught a good time and have great talent, breaking through so quickly."

"You flatter me, Your Excellency."

The Demon-Subduing Master waved his hand modestly: "It was just a fluke."

This was merely a facade of respect; knowing the cultivation level of this "True Lord Chengtian Zhengde," the Demon Subduer had little genuine respect for him.

He even had the leisure to talk to Longtu in his mind while dealing with the other party.

'Senior, could you have beaten this person at your peak?'

Upon hearing this, Long Tu immediately sneered: "Even at my worst, I am still a True Lord of the Guardian lineage, while the one before you appears to be only at the early Golden Core stage."

'If this were back in the day, I would have killed him like a chicken!'

At this point, Longtu appeared quite arrogant, but his expression quickly turned dejected: 'However, times have changed. I am no match for the True Lord now.'

'Unless you can help me restore my physical body and rebuild my consciousness.'

'I see.'

The Demon-Subduing Immortal nodded inwardly: '[Emperor Ying], right? As long as I can enter that level, I can send you into the [Reincarnation Pool] inside.'

Upon hearing this, Long Tu's tone also wavered, and he exclaimed, "Indeed, the [Reincarnation Pool]... that is the most precious treasure of my lineage of gatekeepers, the foundation of the [Emperor's Responsive Gate]. Let alone someone like me with only remnants of my will, even if only my true spirit remained, sending me in would offer hope of a second life."

The Demon Subduer and Long Tu were having a lively conversation.

Little did they know the other side.

The young-looking [True Lord Chengtian Zhengde] was currently looking at him with a deep and unfathomable gaze, and then he silently asked in his heart:

"Master, how is it?"

Soon, a tall figure appeared in his eyes, whose face was indistinguishable and whose gender was indistinguishable, yet whose back seemed to gather the brilliance of heaven and earth.

The figure carefully examined the Demon Subduer, his gaze piercing through the demon's consciousness and revealing the dragon's form in its remnant state.

"Not bad, he's a promising talent."

(End of this chapter)