Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1381 Fellow Taoist, please stay.

At the Jiangnan Jiange, on the Jitian Cliff.

The clouds on the horizon, the interlacing streaks of light, and even the surging spiritual energy all seemed to freeze at this moment, and Chengtian Zhengde Zhenjun looked around at the same time.

Everything turned gray.

Only the figure beside him possessed color, as if the brilliance of heaven and earth had been concentrated on his body, yet his specific gender could not be discerned.

"Ancestor."

Cheng Tian Zhengde Zhenjun couldn't help but speak in a low voice, his eyes filled with fervor, as if he had returned to that night when he was still in the Foundation Establishment stage and almost in despair.

It was on that night that he gained the favor of the Dao Lord, and in the end, he not only defied the heavens and seized the position of True Monarch from that guy from the Witch Ghost Dao, but also became the person in charge of the Sword Pavilion and dominated the Immortal Pivot for a thousand years. Without a doubt, that was the night that changed his destiny.

Now, it's back again.

Although he was not quite the same as the "Sword Master Ancestor" I had met back then, the great power he displayed was not much different. Who else could he be but the Ancestor?

'I knew it! The Patriarch wouldn't abandon me!'

'I still have a chance.'

Cheng Tian Zhengde Zhenjun was thrilled and had no doubt about the identity of the "ancestor" in front of him, or rather, he did not want to think in that direction.

Especially at this time.

His time is coming to an end. Although his consciousness will no longer sink, once he dies, there will always be variables upon his return, and he will not be able to reclaim his position immediately.

At that moment, he was like a drowning man, desperately wanting to grab onto a straw to save him.

Therefore, the person in front of you can only be the "patriarch".

And it can only be the "founding master"!
Thinking of this, Cheng Tian Zhengde Zhenjun couldn't help but whisper, "Ancestor, I have already obeyed orders and brought this person here. I don't know about my lifespan extension."

"Ok?"

Before the words were finished, the figure that embodied the brilliance of heaven and earth turned around, and Cheng Tian Zheng De Zhen Jun immediately felt a stinging pain in his eyes as if he were staring directly at the rising sun.

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

"Disciple dare not!"

Cheng Tian Zhengde Zhenjun immediately lowered his eyelids and dared not say anything more, while the figure was too lazy to be perfunctory and stared straight at Fu Yao Zhenren.

Normally, given his personality, it would be impossible for him to communicate with someone like Cheng Tian Zheng De Zhen Jun, a low-class talent who could neither expose the false history nor prove the Dao Lord. However, not long ago, the voice that echoed in the ears of all those who had cultivated the primordial spirit gave rise to indescribable thoughts in him.

The eighth secret realm, left behind by a Nascent Soul cultivator.

If I have a chance to get in first, perhaps I can overtake them all and surpass those Dao Lords on the other side in one go?
In any case, it's worth a try.

Besides, he really does have clues.

Born from the collision of the consciousnesses of the World Honored One and Du Xuan, he naturally inherited some of their knowledge, including information related to the [Guardian].

Thinking of this, he reached out and directly pulled Long Tu out of the Demon Subduer's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Hmm! Who is it?"

In an instant, Long Tu, who was talking with the Demon Subduer, suddenly changed his expression, and his already weak remnant spirit almost shattered.

However, upon seeing the radiance surrounding the person before him, he quickly regained his composure, decisively lowered his head, and respectfully said:
"Junior Longtu pays respects to the Dao Master."

"No gift."

Upon hearing this, Xiu Zhen smiled slightly: "Fellow Daoist comes from the lineage of the gatekeepers and has remarkable insight. I have a question, and I hope you can enlighten me."

"Please speak, Daoist Master." Long Tu quickly bowed his head.

The cultivator didn't waste any time and simply said, "The [Remnant Consciousness of Heaven and Man] has seven levels, but above the seven levels, there is an eighth secret realm. Are you aware of it, fellow cultivator?"

Boom!

The cultivator's voice, like a resounding bell, crashed into Long Tu's heart, instantly throwing his already feigned composure into chaos. 'He knows? How could he know!'

'Who exactly is this Dao Lord?'

For a moment, endless speculations arose in Longtu's mind, but he was powerless to do anything about it. He felt his figure getting smaller and smaller, as if he had fallen into a completely new world.

The cultivator's figure vanished without a trace. Immortal Pivot? Jiangnan? Extreme Sky Cliff? None of them could be seen. All that could be seen was a golden glow, and the sun and moon hanging high above his head, their light and shadow intertwined like the opening and closing of eyes. Their cold gazes were like sharp blades, threatening to cleave his soul.

"It seems you are aware of this, fellow Daoist."

Xiu Zhen was pleasantly surprised. Of the lineage of the gatekeepers from back then, only the Star Palace had any remnants. He had already been there, but had not found any important information.

After searching for a long time, all they found was that one of the gatekeepers of the Immortal Pivot was still alive.

I thought it was all in vain.

Surprisingly, they actually found something!
Thinking of this, Xiu Zhen sighed, "Indeed, no matter what we do, it's always the people of the Immortal Pivot who are reliable; most people outside of the Immortal Pivot are no good."

The next second, the cultivator continued speaking:
"Tell me about it."

The primordial spirit operates without deliberate pressure; a mere change of thought exerts immense pressure on Long Tu, making it almost impossible for him to conceal his inner secrets.

"The Eighth Secret Realm. I don't really know the details. I only learned of its existence when I was a servant boy and overheard my master talking to the gatekeeper. The gatekeeper once told me that if there was a cataclysmic event, I might be able to hide in the Eighth Secret Realm."

Longtu's voice was intermittent.

The cultivator's eyes lit up, and he quickly searched his memory: 'The Gatekeeper... is that the one from back then? He's the one who founded the Gatekeeper lineage.'

This person is extremely mysterious.

Because he was the only cultivator in ancient times who had never listened to Si Chong's lectures, always clinging to his own little world of "remnants of celestial consciousness".

His cultivation level is quite high; he is the Great True Lord of the Heavenly Steps.

He was of low status, not even a Dao Lord, and had not cultivated a primordial spirit. Therefore, when the World Honored One stomped on him, he died very naturally.

However, it now seems—

"Could there have been other secrets back then, and the gatekeeper didn't die?"

The Daoist Master couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Seeing this, Lü Yang nodded: "It seems there is indeed a hidden story."

"Indeed. Hmm!?"

Boom!

In an instant, the radiance of the primordial spirit dissipated, and the unfathomable Dao Lord's aura in Long Tu's eyes was shattered with a single touch. All that could be seen was the figure of the cultivator flying away at high speed.

On the other side, the young man in black robes who suddenly appeared simply waved his hand:

"Isn't it right to have a friend come from afar?"

"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the cultivator, who had already traveled tens of millions of miles away and almost disappeared without a trace, reappeared on the Extreme Heaven Cliff, and his energy suddenly stagnated.

How could this be?

He dares to act freely in the mortal world because he is confident. The Dao Lord is in the "Other Shore," and his interference in the mortal world is ultimately limited and cannot be fully controlled.

Moreover, he possesses a primordial spirit, and with his deliberate concealment of heavenly secrets, he is almost impossible to be discovered. Otherwise, he could not have hidden himself for so many years.

But he was the one who exposed himself.

It doesn’t make sense!

Unless a person is not only fully aware of their own energy, but also proficient in cause and effect, and deliberately calculates it, there is no hope of knowing their whereabouts.

But how could that be possible?
(End of this chapter)