Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1159 Good and Evil in a Single Thought
Having had the experience once, Lü Yang was naturally quite adept at it again.

Under the impact of his Dao Heart of Pursuing Light, the twelve Great True Monarchs of the Dharma Body, including Pan Huang, immediately revived, followed by a sudden burst of sword cries.

However, he soon raised an eyebrow.

Because a mutation has occurred.

"Boom!"

The sword's cry, which should have been clear and bright, sounded incredibly murky and heavy at this moment. More importantly, the changes that occurred this time were completely different from those in the previous life.

"Ugh! I'm so angry!"

Endless sword light roared forth, surging and leaping, within which a faint shadowy figure emerged, trembling and uttering a subtle yet frenzied roar:

"The Great True Lord Who Steps Through the Heavens!"

"Why is there a Great True Monarch who can tread the heavens? What are Sword Lord, Cang Hao, and the Dao Lords in the heavens doing? How could they allow someone to cultivate into a Great True Monarch who can tread the heavens?"

With a whoosh, an incomparably terrifying intent spread out along with the sword's cry, single-handedly suppressing the consciousness of Pan Huang and the other twelve Great True Monarchs. The extreme chill even caused a layer of visible frost to rise from the dark side of the sea of ​​light, freezing consciousness wherever it passed.

"what?"

The most astonished person present was none other than Pan Huang, who had just awakened. Clearly, the changes before his eyes were completely beyond his expectations.

"It's those three sword gods."

"But that shouldn't be the case. The Great Sword Sect is already dead, and their true spirits have perished. No matter how powerful the three Sword Gods are, they are leaderless. How could they possibly possess such power?"

Despite this, Pan Huang did not panic. Instead, he decisively summoned the other Dharma Body Dao Great True Monarchs to reorganize the formation and prepare to suppress the howling sword cry. Otherwise, if it were allowed to ravage the dark side, countless living beings in the mortal world would inevitably die violently because their consciousness was slain by it.

However, Panhuang made a move.

The sword, which had been enraged, suddenly changed direction, and the figure within the sword light snapped out of its frenzy and turned to look at them:
"It's you again."

"You stupid pigs from the Dharma Body Path, you caused me trouble back then, and I spared your lives, but now you're causing trouble again. Fine, you're all useless now!"

In an instant, the sound of swords clashing rang out!

Pan Huang, who was the first to be affected, felt his newly awakened consciousness instantly shrouded in a dark shadow. He lost his footing and fell into the bottomless abyss.

'wrong! ’

'The three sword gods, not those without a master, have merged into one. They possess a method for merging. The Great Sword Sect isn't dead? He's still alive? When did this happen?'

Panhuang's consciousness rapidly faded into oblivion.

However, at that moment, a gentle breeze suddenly blew by, calm and indifferent, instantly dispelling the gloom that filled the eyes of Pan Huang and the others.

Along with this came a sigh:
"So you weren't really dead after all. I didn't notice before. Now that I'm in a higher position and have a broader perspective, I've finally seen through your disguise."

The words fell.

Like a sun rising slowly on the dark side of the sea of ​​light, its rays shone brightly, and the frosty killing intent stirred up by the previous sword cries melted away under its light.

"This energy"

Pan Huang was the first to regain consciousness and the first to look up. His gaze immediately fell on a dark corner, where he saw a young man standing with his hands behind his back.

As a cultivator from the Golden Age, Pan Huang was a Dharma Body Dao Great True Lord who was promoted by Si Chong. His knowledge was beyond doubt. He could recognize the intricacies of any lineage from ancient times to the present. However, when his gaze fell on the young man, he showed an unprecedented sense of bewilderment.

The young man was not tall or imposing.

Tall? Not really.

Handsome, a little bit.

However, if one had to put it into words, what Panhuang saw most in the other person was contradiction, as if the young man standing there was just an empty shell.

But through that skin, what one truly sees are mountains and rivers, the sun, moon and stars, plants and animals, birds, fish and insects, and the cycle of time. It is as if there is a world where countless living beings are squeezed and forcibly stuffed into this skin, making him appear even more peaceful.

Whose lineage is this?
It's somewhat like that bald monk's evil magic, but something doesn't feel right. If it really is that bald monk, it shouldn't be displaying such a complex energy flow.

It should be pure and uniform instead.

However, this person's aura, though incredibly complex, had constructed a peculiar system, giving the chaotic aura a strange order. "It was you who forced me to expose myself."

A malicious voice emanated from the sword light, and three sword gods—[Demon Slayer], [Evil Exorcism], and [Demon Subduer]—emerged, together surrounding a phantom light and shadow.

Lu Yang did not respond, but stared straight at the light and shadow. Although the other party tried to conceal it, it could not escape his current discerning eyes. Wherever his gaze fell, the illusory face was revealed, showing a face that looked exactly like the Demon-Slaying True Man, but with an extremely distorted expression between the eyebrows.

The most striking feature was its eyes.

Malice, jealousy, greed, anger. It was as if all the malice in the world was condensed in those eyes, staring straight back at him.

"I see."

Lu Yang nodded slightly: "I knew it. Since it was the Dao Lord who made the move, how could he possibly leave any chance of survival? It seems that the Great Sword Sect is indeed dead."

"That idiot deserved to die!"

Guangying gritted his teeth and sneered: "I've said it countless times, the further he goes, the faster he'll die, but he insisted on going his own way and ended up getting myself killed too."

The light and shadow are "Great Sword Sect", but they are not.

By now, many things could no longer escape Lü Yang's discerning eye. Even if he didn't know beforehand, he could understand them now that he saw them with his own eyes and make some calculations.

"No wonder. I was wondering how that Great Sword Sect Master could have any so-called main consciousness since he possessed three spirits and had mastered the Heart Fasting in all of them. Now I understand. He must have divided all the thoughts in the three spirits according to good and evil, and finally selected one to transform into his main consciousness."

Good and evil are separated by a single thought, yet this is also the very nature of the will of all living beings.

Pan Huang once said that although the Great Sword Sect was born with three spirits, they had come up with a method to unite the three spirits. Lu Yang probably used the changes in good and evil thoughts.

"The one killed by the Sword Lord was most likely Shan Shi."

"The evil consciousness remained and took its place, gradually mastering the three sword gods left by the good consciousness, which is why you, fellow Daoist, are such a unique existence."

This can also be seen from the Demon-Slaying Master.

If the person killed by the Sword Lord in the Great Sword Sect was Shan Shi, then it would be understandable that the Demon-Slaying True Man, who was closely associated with him, had that kind of personality.

Even Eshi himself did not deny this.

"What good, what evil? If I had taken the lead back then, we wouldn't be in this wretched state now. We would have overthrown that bitch long ago!"

As time passed, the evil consciousness visibly grew more agitated: "Damn it! I was hiding so well, in this special place in the shadows, that [Destined Death] had already left me. Now that I've been unexpectedly exposed, it will surely come knocking again. I'm so angry!"

Lü Yang knew what he was talking about.

In a previous life, he had experienced what was called "destined death," and only managed to survive by hiding in the "remnants of celestial consciousness."

Since then, he has been imprisoned in the [Celestial Remnant Knowledge].

Going out means certain death. No matter if they use a clone or any other means, anyone who has even the slightest connection to him will die suddenly for no reason.

'That's right, that's why he didn't appear in his previous life.'

'Unfortunately, in this life, because my cultivation is much higher, the Great True Lord of Heavenly Ascent is able to easily see through his disguise, so he can no longer hide it.'

After all, he was different from Pan Huang. Although Pan Huang was Ta Tian in his previous life, that was before he died. Now that he was dead, he had lost his foundation for existence in the present world. Even Si Chong, who had promoted him in the past, had died. Therefore, he had long lost the essence of Ta Tian and naturally could not see through the hidden evil consciousness.

at this time.

In the darkness, it seemed that some enormous thing was rolling towards this place, like a surging river, directly locking onto the evil consciousness and the three sword gods.

Lü Yang immediately realized:

'It is that destined death.'

Almost simultaneously, the evil consciousness sensed the approaching terror and suddenly burst into wild laughter, causing the sword's cry to become even more intense.

"I'm going to die?"

The next second, his eyes, filled with boundless malice, suddenly turned to Lü Yang: "You caused my death, so you shall be buried with me!"

Before the words were even finished, a flash of sword light appeared!
However, upon seeing this, Lü Yang simply shook his head and then said calmly:
"Since you do not wish to die a 'destined death,' then so be it. I will take the trouble to lend you a hand and personally slay you."

(End of this chapter)