Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1407 It's Time for a Head-on Battle!
In the stillness of sleep.

Lu Yang stood up with a flick of his sleeve, and the halo behind his head began to rotate in an unprecedented state, no longer the unchanging cycle of before.

Looking around, one could see the boiling light of order surging behind his head, rising endlessly as if there were no end in sight. It symbolized the infinite power surging in the darkness without any pause. The moment it manifested, it crashed into the direction where the First Saint was located with no concealment!

He had wanted to do this for a long time.

Ever since he was killed by the First Saint with a single finger, as if crushing an ant, several lifetimes ago, he had thought this way and had been working tirelessly towards it.

I've already said that.

This is a grand show. I'll play along with you until I win!
Now, he no longer needs to hide everywhere, nor does he need to rely on his immortality to fight in a sorry state. Instead, he can face the First Saint head-on!

In that case——

"It's time for a head-on battle!"

In the vast void, the Dao Lord's true form belonging to Lü Yang expanded with an infinite ring, as if simultaneously connecting the past and the future, defining all phenomena in the world.

【delete】!
In an instant, even with his current status as a primordial saint, he felt an indescribable sense of threat, and for the first time, the approaching light of the Dharma caused him a stinging pain.

'No longer an ant.'

'He actually became a little dragon!'

With a thought, the figure of the First Saint disappeared, and his true form, a nascent soul formed from countless rings of spacetime, slowly extended a palm.

A towering, boundless palm, with rings of time and space floating around it. Each ring contains a primordial saint from a certain period of time. They are either young or old, either spirited or decaying, but their movements are synchronized. Together with the primordial saint's true form, they press down towards Lü Yang with one palm.

"Boom!"

The giant hand of lightforged seemed to open up space and time, connecting the past, present, and future, and simultaneously sweeping towards Lü Yang from three different time periods.

In an instant, time reversed.

Lu Yang felt as if he had returned to the time when he first entered Guanghai, as if he saw his former self, his current situation, and his possible future.

However, in every scene he saw, a giant hand made of light descended from the sky, seemingly trying to erase him directly from the space-time dimension!
'It's that trick again.'

Lu Yang's eyes blazed with divine light. He had been hit by this move before, and if it weren't for the nature of the [Death Cycle], he probably would have been killed by the First Saint back then.

"What a joke. You still think I'm the same as before."

Lu Yang grinned maliciously. The Infinite Ring continued to flow, and no matter how the First Saint tried to erase it, countless versions of him stepped out of the Infinite Ring every second.

In the void of chaos, the most intense light burst forth, and earth, water, wind, and fire came into existence from nothing and then vanished from existence. Brilliant flames burst forth one after another, all of which were the boundaries of the exploding heavens. They were born from the aftershocks of the battle, and in the blink of an eye, they went from the past to the future, from birth to destruction.

The imagery of destruction is indescribable.

In an instant, all the Dao Lords except for Sword Lord, Cang Hao, and Wan Fa retreated, sensing death from the aftershocks of the battle between Lü Yang and the First Saint.

Will die!
Although the Other Shore still exists and the Dao Lord can be revived after death, it is highly likely that his physical body will be destroyed and his soul will collapse!
"How exactly did he fix it?"

The Daoist Master of Magic Power, Du Xuan, looked grim. A spark of primordial spirit ignited between his brows as he struggled with all his might to stabilize himself amidst the chaos of the battle.

Among all the Dao Lords, he poses the greatest threat.

With a flawed primordial spirit, maintaining one's position is already like walking a tightrope. Now, in the midst of a violent and chaotic state of consciousness, the risk of getting lost has increased dramatically!
What he found even more incomprehensible was how long had passed since the appearance of this Xuande Dao Ancestor. When he first arrived, he was only sitting at the same table as the World Honored One, and was at least no match for him. Yet, after more than a decade, he had risen to the top and was now comparable to Sword Lord, Cang Hao, and others.

What a joke!
That being said, facts speak louder than words and would not change because of Du Xuan's thoughts. Soon, this sudden battle came to a conclusion.

That's a light.

Wherever the light passed, heaven and earth opened up, and boundless power surged and roared, dazzling and powerful, forcefully cleaving open the boiling storm of destruction. Immediately afterwards, centered on that light, countless rules and orders emerged, flowers blooming and withering, filling the sky, day and night, like a haven in a storm, or a reef under a raging wave, no matter how fierce the force, it remained unmoved, always standing tall and unyielding.

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar, all things retreated, and layers of light and destructive imagery surged and receded like the tide, instantly shattering into pieces.

In the darkness, a figure in a black robe appeared.

He stood in the light with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering in the wind, his back straight as a pillar supporting the sky, unbreakable no matter how much pressure was placed on him.

"He's still alive!?"

"Even if the First Saint has fallen, he is still at the fifth level, while no matter how strong he is, he is no different from us. How can he fight the First Saint to this extent?"

"Incredible!"

Several Dao Lords whispered in astonishment, clearly not expecting that Lü Yang could fight the First Saint to this extent. At first glance, it seemed that they were evenly matched!
On the other side, the figure of the First Saint also appeared.

Only as Lü Yang's opponent could he have a relatively clear understanding of Lü Yang's current state, which was far beyond that of an ordinary opponent.

I am still stronger.

'In that clash, my power undoubtedly prevailed. The problem is, its essence is [infinity], and its regeneration speed is too fast.'

If it were Sword Lord, Cang Hao, or Wan Fa, any one of them were here. Although they wouldn't have been killed in that clash, they would have been slightly injured.

The same applies to Lü Yang.

However, his problem was that this minor injury wasn't enough to heal under the blessing of [Infinite]. The Great Dao Halo behind his head would be fine after a few spins!
'Fighting like this will lead nowhere.'

Chu Sheng's eyes flickered as he pondered, 'I can't defeat him on the fifth level; I need to return to the sixth level to have any hope of suppressing him.'

'Only at my peak, back on the seventh floor, can I guarantee a kill.'

Fortunately, the flaws in his primordial spirit don't seem to have been repaired yet. If I return to my peak, I still have a chance to seal his divine sense once and for all.

Chu Sheng calmly analyzed the pros and cons.

However, no matter how much he analyzed, there was one fact he couldn't deny: Lü Yang was now truly capable of fighting him head-on!
"Xuande."

In the depths of the Underworld, the figure of the World Honored One appeared. He had now entered the Underworld and his aura was rising again, not far from his peak.

After all, with the tacit approval of the Dao Lords, the Underworld has expanded to the Sea of ​​Light. Only now can it truly achieve the original intention that Dao Tianqi designed it. In addition, given its special status, even a Dao Lord of the fourth level of the Other Shore is confident that he can fight against him once he enters the Underworld.

Previously, the Underworld was the weakest among all the Dao Lords.

"So now, the situation has truly reversed!"

The next second, the Buddha turned around and looked towards the present world, where the cause and effect of false history and true history finally converged.

Thus, the seal was completely shattered.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Heavy footsteps echoed 129,600 years ago, marching toward the present world, and unprecedented causal fluctuations began to rewrite history.

Si Chong has returned!

(End of this chapter)