Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1068 What about that huge Beifeng Mountain?

Lu Yang had not expected things to turn out this way.

Emperor Cang's clone definitely still has the power to fight, and even he felt a strong sense of crisis after the [Ten Thousand Refinement Blood Pool] self-destructed.

Despite its immense power, Di Cang's clone neither used it to kill enemies nor to protect itself, nor even to heal its injuries. Instead, it focused solely on escaping, resulting in it crashing headfirst into the rock wall of Beifeng Mountain and exploding into a shower of bloody light.

Lü Yang immediately grinned.

The main body of Beifeng Mountain is a product of the condensation of illusory imagery, a solid material for the "Other Shore," let alone the fact that Di Cang's avatar is only a Great True Monarch of the Immortal Bridge Realm.

Even if he, like [Angxiao], ascended to the heavens.

Even if you crash headfirst into it, the result won't change anything; you'll still end up with a bloody head, and because your cultivation level is higher, the outcome might even be worse.

'That's because you're not skilled enough.'

Lu Yang shook his head. This Emperor Cang clone had cultivated in Beifeng Mountain for so many years, yet he hadn't discovered the mystery. It was truly worthy of someone who cultivated a Dharma body.

"Fellow Daoist, you're being far too pessimistic."

Before the words were finished, the [Conquest Heavenly Gate Diagram] opened again, and the [North Pole Exorcism Institute] pressed down. This time, it encountered no obstacles and successfully completed the suppression.

The next second, four genuine treasures appeared one after another.

At the same time, the [Myriad Refined Blood Pool] exploded and had not yet reassembled. Emperor Cang's clone was undoubtedly at its lowest point and had no power to fight back.

Therefore, when the Dragon-Slaying Ruler slammed down, striking him heavily on the head, he felt as if something had been injected into him, carrying a reassuring warmth, as if he had returned to the womb, to that hazy, perfectly innate state. An uncontrollable thought leaped from his mind:
"Mother."

No, not just a thought. It was a whole group!
His hands, his eyes, his heart, his internal organs, and his senses all seemed to develop self-awareness, and together they cried out "Mom!"

'[Big sea water]? '

Emperor Cang's clone was immediately terrified and hurriedly focused his mind, trying to resist and suppress all the spirituality that had inexplicably arisen within his body due to the Dragon-Slaying Ruler.

Then he heard blame coming from "himself".

"Little brother, how could you do this!"

"Child, don't resist."

"How could you disrespect Mom? I don't like my brother anymore!"

"Honey, that's not right of you."

The chaotic thoughts almost tore apart the consciousness and body of Di Cang's clone, causing him to shake his head constantly, trying his best to maintain the stability of his Dao heart.

Normally, the Dragon-Slaying Ruler alone wouldn't have had such a huge impact on him. However, the [Ten Thousand Refinement Blood Pool] needed time to reassemble after he destroyed it, and during this time, his status dropped significantly. This allowed Lü Yang to press his advantage and make the profound effect take effect.

Immediately afterwards, another sword flashed by.

Wherever the sword light passed, scenes of the future appeared, only to be slain. All the futures in which Emperor Cang's clones could break free of their restraints vanished.

"what!"

With a scream, Di Cang's clone was finally completely suppressed, his blood and qi gradually fell into silence, and his consciousness struggled among countless new spiritual beings.

Seeing this, Lü Yang also changed the hand seals.

The next second, boundless purple energy filled the sky, shaking the universe, with thunder and lightning, and countless talismans flashing and shifting, finally converging into one.

[Divine Thunder]!
The thunder accumulated, and the destructive power brewed and boiled within the light. Emperor Cang's clone had no doubt that this attack would completely obliterate him.

But this is not the scariest thing.

Even more terrifying was that, despite the imminent threat of death, his intuition told him: "Don't worry, it's safe. Nothing will happen."
'You bastard!'

Di Cang's clone gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with disbelief: 'The sense of crisis I felt earlier was real; I was fooled. How did they manage that?'

Thinking of this, he suddenly asked, "Who exactly are you?"

He held on to his last breath, filled with resentment, and before Lü Yang could answer, he said with certainty, "It was that person, wasn't it? That person sent you to kill me?"

"That must be it!" "[Conquering the Heavenly Gate Diagram], I knew he wouldn't let me go even after he died. You're his successor, wanting to cleanse the sect by killing your senior brother?"

At this point, he suddenly burst into laughter: "It's useless, useless! I'm just an avatar. My main body can split me back into a clone at any time. If you kill me, my main body will only see you as a mortal enemy. Do you think you can contend with the entire Underworld by yourself?"

"Why not release me and cooperate with me!"

Emperor Cang's clone grasped at the last straw, speaking rapidly: "You can rule the Underworld just like me and aspire to even higher realms!"

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang smiled.

“Fellow Daoist, there are three misunderstandings in your last sentence.”

After saying that, he raised three fingers and said calmly, "The first misunderstanding is that you cannot represent the entire Underworld, nor have you ever ruled the Underworld."

"Secondly, you can't expect to reach a higher level either."

"Third, yes, I think I can fight against the entire Underworld on my own. After all, the most troublesome person in the Underworld is now in the mortal world."

After saying that, he loosened his grip.

The [Divine Firmament Thunder], which had been accumulating to its limit, crashed down, and the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation transformed into eighty-one blazing bolts of lightning, slamming heavily into Emperor Cang's clone.

"Boom!"

The Dharma Body, already in a weakened state, could not withstand Lü Yang's long-awaited attack. It crumbled and exploded on the spot, its newly grown flesh turning to ashes once more, and its already injured bones shattering completely. All its mysteries were swept away by the lightning.

It was like a stone thrown into the water causing a thousand waves.

Just as this clone completely disintegrated, far away at the summit of Mount Baizhong in the [Four Directions Ghost Realm], in the heart of the Daoist court's Youdu, within the majestic imperial palace.

A golden light suddenly shot into the sky!

Golden light pierced through the dark clouds, appearing incomparably sacred, yet it actually exuded an extremely cold and deathly aura, and a voice filled with shock and anger echoed within:
"who is it!?"

The Azure Sky clone is dead!

Inside Youdu, a young man with azure eyes suddenly opened them, his brows furrowed: "Who killed Qingtian? That Celestial Master from the mortal world?"

What exactly happened at Beifeng Mountain?

At the same time, a streak of light flashed across the sky; it was a spy planted by the Daoist magic in the Ghost Realm of Beifeng Mountain, disguised as a Foundation Establishment level Necromancer True Monarch.

He came seeking a way to survive.

After all, the border of the Ghost Realm was already besieged, so he had no choice but to do the opposite and try his luck at Beifeng Mountain, hoping to find a way out.

Then he froze.

"Strange. Where is Beifeng Mountain?"

Logically speaking, after flying for so long, I should have already reached Beifeng Mountain. Why is all I see a flat plain with not a single mountain in sight?

After much deliberation, he came to the following conclusion:

"It must have overshot its bounds."

So he turned back and began searching for Beifeng Mountain, but soon he stopped and looked around and still found nothing.

"Did we go to the wrong place?"

"Have I fallen for a trick?"

"An illusion created by an array?"

"Have I gone mad from my cultivation?"

This cycle repeated dozens of times until finally, the sorcerer, a necromancer, landed in a daze on a wide plain.

After countless self-doubts and checks, he is now 100% certain that this is Beifeng Mountain.

But the question is: where is the mountain?
Where did my enormous Beifeng Mountain go?!
(End of this chapter)