Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1388 Interception
The cultivator was completely unaware of anything unusual about himself.

Under the script written by the "Outside Observer," his actions were entirely from the heart, and he quickly infiltrated the Extreme Sky Cliff of Sword Pavilion once again.

"Wow."

Inside a secluded cave on the Cliff of the Heavens, the Demon Subduer was cultivating when he suddenly felt a chill wind blow against his body and immediately fell into a state of unconsciousness and confusion.

It was the cultivator who made his move. The cold wind was formed from his primordial spirit and thoughts. Now it was attached to the Demon Subduer, and his figure immediately became dim in the mortal world. In an instant, he arrived in a pitch-black universe. What he saw was a vast and unfathomable web of cause and effect.

At this moment, the Dao Lords are still vying for power.

Sword Lord and Cang Hao joined forces, their magnificent sword light severing the ages, the river of destiny surging, cutting off all future scenes that approached the source of the false history.

The First Saint assisted from the side.

On the other side, Wanfa and Duxuan were the main forces attacking the false history, with the World Honored One assisting from the side. The six Dao Lords were like the sun and moon shining brightly, and their great power surged through the false history.

That being said, they were all actually restraining themselves at the moment, especially the First Saint. Now he had to suppress the false history, maintain the Other Shore, and even stabilize the present world. However, his rank had dropped from the seventh level to the fifth level, so he was basically just going through the motions every time he made a move.

At most, they could only stop one Buddha.

Unbeknownst to them, the Dao Lords had reached a tacit understanding: it was impossible for a Dao Lord to trace back to the source of the false history, but they could be lenient on the matter of revision.

This can be considered a shift from physical confrontation to a more rational one.

The following disciples, each relying on their own abilities, will not let victory or defeat affect harmony.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he quietly infiltrated the source of the false history. This was his specialty, and his most proficient method lay in this.

Lu Yang silently observed his actions.

In his previous life, he sneaked into the pseudo-history right under the Dao Lord's nose. Undeniably, he had some skill. Can he succeed in this life?

"Boom!"

In an instant, the cultivators, who had already entered a false history and were tracing back to the source, were suddenly jolted, only to find that the world had turned white and their vision had been obscured.

Immediately afterwards, an undisguised, icy gaze descended from the other side, piercing through layers of cause and effect, and instantly locked onto him.

"I've finally waited for you!"

The voice of the First Saint faded away. Ever since he saw the traces left by the cultivators on the Cliff of Extreme Heaven, he had been on guard against this mysterious primordial spirit. In his opinion, this mysterious primordial spirit was in cahoots with Lü Yang and had obviously been plotting against the false history in secret.

Xiu Zhen immediately gritted his teeth.

Was it a previous mistake?

His concealment skills were indeed superb, but that was based on the fact that the First Saint had never noticed his aura and had no knowledge of him whatsoever.

Previously, his information had been leaked.

Even though he escaped very quickly, he was still caught with some clues, and it was these clues that made him nowhere to hide under the gaze of the First Saint!

The next second, the other shore appeared.

Its majestic silhouette, like the sun and moon in the sky, is unattainable. And at the top of the sun and moon, the figure, no longer insignificant but magnificent to the extreme, strikes with overwhelming force.

It's still just one finger.

The fingertips seemed to hold the weight of countless years, time flew by like an arrow, and the speed was like a fleeting moment, as they landed on the cultivator's brow with unstoppable force.

To be precise, it was the space between the eyebrows of the Demon-Subduing Immortal.

At this moment, the cultivator's primordial spirit was attached to the Demon Subduer, and was violently turbulent, trying to escape from the First Saint's grasp.

However, all of this was in vain.

But at that moment, a hand suddenly appeared and blocked the first saint's finger at the last second, and the two collided in an instant.

The First Saint's finger strike was extremely fierce, launching an attack from three directions simultaneously: past, present, and future, aiming to eradicate cultivation at its root. Although this hand was far less powerful than the First Saint, it relied on the immortal nature of the [Death Cycle] to withstand all of the First Saint's attacks.

"As expected." On the other side, the First Saint, upon seeing this scene, immediately narrowed his eyes, and in his hands, he was holding a golden, ancient book.

The Divine Decree Book!
Over the course of ten years, through tireless and relentless searching, even if it was like finding a needle in a haystack, he successfully retrieved the book from within the "Grandmaster" collection!

".Lü Yang?"

The First Saint's gaze was like the sharpest blade, looking directly at the figure in the Underworld. The book contained a very complete record of the previous life.

'The key is the spirit medium.'

'Under the current circumstances, we must not allow it to escape. Even if it does escape, we cannot allow it to rebuild the world. The Heavenly Book must be retrieved, along with the Myriad Treasures.'

Thinking of this, Chu Sheng glanced at the World Honored One, who had already fallen to the first level of the Other Shore. If it weren't for the clear record in the book, he would never have believed that the World Honored One would dare to give up the Cause and Effect, damage his own foundation, and forcibly release the Suppressing Spirit in such a cruel way.

We must be on guard.

Fortunately, judging from the records, the situation in the previous life was special. Wanbao dared to do this because the Other Shore collapsed, and even Dao Lords had to drop in cultivation level.

In that situation, abandoning the concept of cause and effect is acceptable.

After all, by then everyone will have fallen to the Golden Core Perfection stage, so whether or not you have a foundation won't make much difference.

However, this life is different. The other shore is intact. The World Honored One dared to destroy the Great Wall and abandon cause and effect, and the First Saint dared to kill him directly.

Therefore, there is no need to worry about the Buddha doing this for the time being.

Of course, this is only temporary.

'It's still a potential problem. Let's deal with this situation first, then find an opportunity to get rid of Wanbao. We've nurtured it for so long, it's finally usable.'

In a flash, the First Sage made his decision. He stomped his foot, and a surging power crashed into the causal web of the false history, stirring up endless waves and layers of light and color that forced the cultivators out of the false history and into the causal web of the real history.

"Damn."

Xiu Zhen frowned upon seeing this. However, if it weren't for the hand that reached out from the underworld protecting him, that kick wouldn't have just driven him out of the false history.

Instead, they simply stomped him to death!

Just then, a faint voice suddenly came:

“Official history is also acceptable. Go back 129,600 years. Official history and pseudo-history intersect at that point, and you can also find a way to enter pseudo-history from there.”

Can this still be done?

Upon hearing this, Xiu Zhen was taken aback, but he didn't have many doubts. Instead, he felt a surge of blood rushing to his head, and all his previous caution was thrown to the back of his mind.

Not to be missed.

If you don’t come now, when will you wait?
In the past, he might have felt that things were hopeless and would rather run away than get involved in this battle of Dao Lords, but now he is determined to do it his own way.

Fight!

Immediately, his figure traversed the great net of cause and effect, going back all the way, and in an instant he was close to the Battle of the Dao Lords 129,600 years ago.

This scene was naturally witnessed by Chu Sheng, who immediately realized Lü Yang's thoughts: "Exploiting a loophole? Trying to use the Dao Lord War as a stepping stone to jump from official history into pseudo history? Do you really think I have no power left, or that Nian Yao and Cang Hao have run out of tricks?"

It seemed to confirm his words.

Faced with Xiuzhen's actions, Chusheng didn't even make a move. Instead, Jianjun suddenly turned around, and Xiuzhen's figure was clearly reflected in her beautiful eyes!
However, Lü Yang did not make a move.

Deep within the underworld, Dao Tianqi stepped out, pushed open the gate of the Underworld Lord's Palace, and raised a spinning wheel above his head.

The Wheel of Life and Death!
The next instant, the world turned upside down.

The Sword Lord, who was once high above in the Other Shore and wielding his sword in the false history, suddenly disappeared and appeared in the Underworld in the blink of an eye!

Thus, the door to fabricated history was wide open!

(End of this chapter)