Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1413 The Opportunity to Transform into a Divine Being

As the [Divine Mandate Book] rioted, the First Saint's eyes grew even more profound.

"Start all over again."

Soon, the words were inscribed in the book:
【good!】

Now that things have come to this, Taiyuan Immortal will naturally no longer hide anything. Besides, under his calculations, although the First Saint is not his clone, he is of one mind and body with him.

[You should also be aware of the taboos surrounding Longhu Mountain. Back then, when Shenzhou and Guanghai collided, an unprecedented opportunity was created. The Dao Ancestors used various methods to fight, causing the heavens and earth to shatter. In the end, only Jun and I remained. I was one move behind, allowing Jun to seize the opportunity and transcend.]

After that, I was sealed away.

Now, Jun's method is to bring us back to that past, giving us a chance to start over and seize opportunities again.

"Opportunity."

Upon hearing this, Chu Sheng pursed his lips, pondered for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "What exactly is this so-called opportunity for Nascent Soul Transformation? Cultivation techniques? Treasures? Pills?"

Neither.

Taiyuan Immortal quickly responded in the book: "[That is a seed. With the right nourishment, it will grow into a tree of the Great Dao, leading to the realm of Divine Transformation.]"

Reaching the top of the tree is the path to becoming a deity!

Back then, all the Dao Ancestors vied for that seed, essentially feeding it with their own Dao techniques, but in the end, each of them emerged victorious.

Chu Sheng frowned. He did not doubt Tai Yuanxian's statement, but after clarifying the current situation, one question lingered in his mind.

“I originally thought that the final destruction of the ancient times was due to the breakthrough of that Nascent Soul Realm expert, Jun. But according to your statement, the Nascent Soul Realm expert had nothing to do with the destruction of the ancient times. In fact, after Jun’s breakthrough, the ancient times should have been even stronger with a Nascent Soul Realm expert in charge.”

In that case——

Why did the ancient era perish?

On the desolate land, Lü Yang paced back and forth, pondering the same question as the First Saint: "With a Nascent Soul cultivator in charge, the ancient times should have existed for eternity."

How did they die?
Just then, Lü Yang suddenly caught sight of three streaks of light flying by. He immediately concealed his aura, gracefully ascended, and addressed the streaks of light with a single sentence:
"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

As soon as these words were spoken, as if possessing some kind of magic, the three streaks of light that were traveling on their way came to an abrupt halt, separated, and revealed the figures within them.

The leader was a middle-aged Taoist priest. At this moment, there was still a hint of surprise on his face, but after seeing Lü Yang, this strange emotion was wiped away by an invisible hand. Instead, he felt that the young man in front of him was handsome and he immediately felt a good impression of him.

"May I ask, fellow Daoist, what urgent matter brings you here?"

"I am passing through this place and wish to know about the affairs of the world."

Lu Yang said with a smile, "I would appreciate it if the three of you could explain this to me properly. I am kind-hearted and this would save me the trouble of searching my soul."

After a while.

Lü Yang strolled leisurely, following the information provided by the kind person, and soon saw a magnificent city rising from the ground at the edge of the wilderness.

It was less a city and more a mountain range shaped like a city, filled with boundless spiritual energy, as vast and immeasurable as a sea. Looking around, Lü Yang could see countless rays of spiritual light of various colors soaring into the sky, openly displaying their cultivation levels.

"At the very least, it's the Foundation Establishment level."

"The highest level is probably the Great True Lord."

Lu Yang, with his keen insight, quickly discerned the strength of the aura within the city. However, at that moment, he suddenly sensed something and looked up at the sky:

".Um?"

In a daze, he seemed to see a ray of light descend from the sky and fall straight into the depths of the majestic city, and then he heard a clear cry.

Has a baby been born?

Whose baby is so prestigious? Even I had a feeling when he was born.

The next second, Lü Yang suddenly realized:

"No!" 'It's the Dao Ancestor of Destiny Cultivation, reincarnated! Those three kind people weren't lying to me after all. The Dao Ancestor of Destiny Cultivation really intends to come here to preach and spread his teachings?'

Thinking of this, Lü Yang suddenly started rubbing his hands together in anticipation.

"If I'm not mistaken, the fact that the Dao Lords of the Outer Heavens sent them to this past era, claiming it as a transcendent opportunity, suggests that the opportunity must be a physical entity."

"Is this asking us to fight again?"

"But since it's the past, how could the ancient Dao Ancestors be mere tools? This struggle is probably not just an opportunity for us, the Dao Lords of the Light Sea."

It's still an opportunity for the ancient Dao Ancestors!
After all, that is "equalization." As a supreme being who strives for the equalization of all living beings under heaven, how could he possibly neglect one for the other? He will certainly treat the Guanghai and the ancient times equally!
"In that case, communication with the ancient Dao Ancestors is inevitable. After all, the First Saint and the Taiyuan Immortal are in cahoots, and they know all the information about the ancient times, while I am completely in the dark. If we don't communicate with the ancient Dao Ancestors and join forces, the First Saint might beat us to it."

With this thought in mind, Lü Yang immediately made a decision:

"Let's meet this Dao Ancestor of Destiny Cultivation first."

China, deep within the dome of the sky.

This place is nameless, unknowable, and immeasurable. All that can be seen is a dazzling array of rosy clouds and a magnificent palace standing atop them.

In front of the palace gate stands a stele with three characters inscribed on it:

Zixiao Palace

The characters are purple-gold, radiating countless rays of light, reflecting the sea of ​​clouds below, drawing purple qi from the east for 30,000 miles, surging as if interpreting the supreme and profound mysteries of the Dao.

Inside the palace, a boy with white teeth and red lips, dressed in a wide robe, suddenly opened his eyes. Although his eyes were young and lively, they were full of vicissitudes and antiquity. For a moment, he was somewhat bewildered until he saw the clothes he was wearing and where he was.

His pupils then suddenly trembled.

"I'm back?"

In an instant, this great cultivator, who possessed great supernatural powers and whose cultivation was second only to the Dao Ancestor, struggled to his feet like an ordinary person and staggered as he ran wildly.

"Daoist Venerable! Daoist Venerable!"

Stumbling and staggering, he pushed open the main hall door and eagerly looked towards the head of the hall, but the light in his eyes dimmed again.

It was simply because there was a futon there.

But there was no one there.

"Wow."

A gentle breeze, carrying a slight chill, softly ruffled his dark hair, as if an invisible hand had descended and soothingly patted his head.

Lu Xian knelt on the prayer mat for a long time, the breeze blowing on him for just as long, until he came to his senses, slowly stood up, and the sound of the wind disappeared. Lu Xian let out a long breath and wiped his eyes: "Dao Zun is really too much. Isn't this just playing with me?"

The wind sounded again.

However, Lu Xian turned his head away, as if to say, "I'm not going to talk to you," and then, without looking at the empty prayer mat, quickly walked out of the main hall.

He understood everything.

"The battle for the Divine Transformation will start anew. This time, the Dao Venerable will no longer exist. Those who transcend will abandon worldly affairs, and the Dao Lords will have a second chance to compete."

Logically speaking, if the Dao Venerable did not receive the opportunity for transcendence but it was taken away by someone else, then theoretically the Dao Venerable could not transcend. However, those who transcend have already broken free from this cycle, so even if the past is recreated and the opportunity is given again, they will not be affected.

"We must find a way to tell Senior Xuande."

Thinking of this, Lu Xian sincerely made a hand seal and chanted softly:
"With sincere devotion, I take refuge in you."

As they spoke, deep within the Purple Cloud Palace, on a futon, a gentle breeze blew, and a revered name shone brightly, making this celestial palace even more sacred and transcendent.

It is called—

【The Way of Equal Balance】

(End of this chapter)