Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 555 Another Me
Overseas, on a lonely island.

Lu Yang's true form had already vanished to the heavens. With his current cultivation level, although he was still no match for a True Monarch, he was able to hide and protect himself.

A Foundation Establishment cultivator at his level already deserves to be looked up to by a Golden Core True Monarch, who would not regard him as an ant. After all, even a Golden Core True Monarch may not have reached the ultimate state of Foundation Establishment before attaining the Golden Rank, a state that is rare and hard to come by.

Only a marionette remained in place.

Looking at it, Hongtian Daoist remained silent for a long time, silently calculating in his sleeve. Only after a long while did he reveal a hint of amazement.

I can't figure it out!

He recognized the "Immortal Court Envoy" being manipulated by Lü Yang and knew that the man had a clean background. Such behavior must mean that he had been turned into a puppet.

But if that's really the case, the cause and effect should be extremely serious.

After all, it was a matter of life and death, and the person was a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. Unless it was a True Monarch who took action, how could someone be turned into a puppet without leaving any trace of karma?

However, Lü Yang did it.

Thinking of this, he raised his head again to look at the "wall soil" above the sky, then tilted his ear slightly, and his expression turned to disappointment.

Even the True Lord couldn't figure it out.
"amazing."

Hongtian sighed, finally giving up the idea of ​​capturing this "outsider" alive, and instead spread his hands: "Please come inside and talk with me, fellow Daoist."

As soon as he finished speaking, a radiant light appeared in the palm of Master Hongtian, within which stood a miniature palace that changed shape in the wind. When Lü Yang looked closely, he saw that it was imbued with the imagery of "concealing form and body, and not interacting with the inside or outside," clearly a treasure corresponding to the [Wall Soil] level.

"This is the [Hall of Hidden Secrets]."

Hongtian smiled slightly and spread his hands, saying, "As long as we talk inside the hall, no one can predict what we are talking about, and there will be no cause and effect left behind."

"good."

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang nodded and strode inside. Seeing this, Hong Tian also used his escape light and disappeared into the [Hidden Mechanism Hall].

"Boom!"

As soon as the two entered the hall, they saw the hall doors close, and the imagery shifted, as if the world had been reopened, instantly severing all connection with the world outside the hall.

Almost simultaneously, Hongtian had already formed a hand seal in front of his chest, and boundless magical power surged within him, almost enveloping his eyes in its brilliance. His tightly closed mouth was also filled with celestial light, yet he revealed not a trace of his aura until he was close to Lü Yang, at which point he suddenly spoke:
"wake up!"

The thunderous sound that erupted from Hongtian's mouth was truly deafening and a wake-up call, capable of dispelling any means of manipulating the soul.

However, when it came to Lü Yang, he was completely unaware:

"Daoyou, why bother?"

Hong Tian fell silent for a moment, then flicked his sleeves as if nothing had happened and chuckled, "Just trying it out. Fellow Daoist's skills are indeed remarkable."

Even so, Hong Tian's fear of Lü Yang had reached its peak.

It should be noted that this [Hidden Machine Hall] is no ordinary place. It possesses the wonder of [Earth on the Wall], which isolates the inside from the outside and can almost completely cut off all methods of remote control.

He originally assumed that since Lü Yang and the [Immortal Court Sea Pacification Envoy] had only recently met, even if Lü Yang had been turned into a puppet, he shouldn't be beyond saving. That's why he deliberately invited the [Hidden Mechanism Hall] to try to break the puppet technique. However, the result proved that all his efforts were in vain.

'He still hasn't been beaten enough by the World Honored One!'

Seeing this, Lü Yang smiled and shook his head: 'It's only because there's no pure land in this "pseudo-history" that things are so bad. In the modern world, they would have already knelt down and cried out, "World Honored One!"'

"Please take a seat."

Hongtian waved his sleeve and invited Lü Yang to take a seat. Their eyes met, and a strange feeling suddenly arose within him: 'This man is so similar to me.'

The same supernatural power, the same cultivation level. Thinking of this, Hongtian's heart suddenly stirred, and he said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist Lü comes from the outside world, yet you are willing to take the risk to see me. I wonder what brings you here?"

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang grinned and said, "My intention is the same as yours, fellow Daoist."

Same goal!?

In an instant, Hongtian's face turned gloomy. After all, if he had to say what his goal was, it could only be to prove the [Heavenly Fire]. Was the other party the same as him?
That would make them enemies!
However, the next second, Hong Tian regained his composure, his brows furrowed: "No. Fellow Daoist has no intention of killing me, my request for gold will not affect you?"

Hong Yun in the present world possesses a secret method to sense good and bad fortune, which is why he has survived for five thousand years. Hong Tian in the "pseudo-history" is no exception. Relying on his ability to sense good and bad fortune, he realized that Lü Yang had no intention of killing him, at least not at this moment, which surprised him greatly.

After all, for cultivators, enemies are always people they want to eliminate as quickly as possible.

However, Lü Yang's attitude was completely different.

'What exactly is the outside world? What is its connection to this world? To find out, the person before us is probably the biggest clue.'

At the same time, Lü Yang also sat upright.

Hongtian felt that Lü Yang was very similar to himself, but Lü Yang felt the same way about Hongtian. In fact, his feelings were even deeper.

'The method Hongtian used when he tried to break the [Puppet on a String] seemed to be sword intent?'

Upon realizing this, Lü Yang suddenly narrowed his eyes. Without making any visible movement, an indescribable, soaring aura suddenly rose from his body.

"Qiang Qiang!"

The sound of swords clashing surged like a tide, instantly filling the entire [Hidden Machine Hall]. Under Lü Yang's deliberate pressure, a sword clashing also emanated from Hong Tian's body!
Two sword intents, seemingly located on either side of a mirror, rose slowly from Hong Tian and Lü Yang. One was like refined steel, becoming more resilient with each forging, seemingly indestructible. The other was like a candle flame, faint yet capable of illuminating all gloom.

For a moment, both of them fell silent.

'Exactly the same, even their goal is to attain the [Heavenly Fire]. Am I just a reference? Could it be that these outsiders have come here for me?'

Hongtian lowered his eyelids, his mind racing.

On the other side, Lü Yang's expression also darkened. After a moment of silence, he spoke softly, "Fellow Daoist wishes to prove [Heavenly Fire]. What are your preparations?"

"【Heavenly Fire】Dominates the world, fellow Daoist, what level have you reached?"

What are the chances of success in seeking gold?

Faced with Lü Yang's question, Hong Tian frowned slightly but did not try to hide anything, after all, [Heavenly Fire] was a legitimate and honorable position.

"Judging from the current situation, it is probably 90%."

Hongtian spoke in a low voice as if reciting a familiar story: "I am now the Imperial Preceptor of the Celestial Court. This time, I have obtained the support of His Majesty and the Three Dukes for proving the Heavenly Fire. As for the Jiangnan Sword Sect, Xuanwu Zhenren is a good friend of mine and has also agreed to provide assistance. I have just reached an agreement with the overseas dragon clan as well."

At this point, Hongtian's tone became slightly proud.

He had tested the "Heavenly Fire" once, but failed that time because he had never ruled the world. So this time, he considered almost every possibility.

Theoretically, it should never fail.

The so-called 10% chance of failure was based on the difficulty of obtaining the [Heavenly Fire] as a supreme fruit; Hongtian didn't dare to be too absolute about the matter.

However, the next second, he saw Lü Yang shake his head with a heavy expression:
"Although you have a 90% chance of winning, you will probably die!"

As he finished speaking, Lü Yang's expression grew increasingly solemn. He thought to himself, 'This Hong Tian looks exactly like another version of myself from the [pseudo-history]!'

(End of this chapter)