Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 563 Next Time, This Will Become a Reality
At this moment, Lü Yang could only remain silent.

Like Hongtian, he looked into the distance, towards the direction of Jiangnan. It was from there that the sword light shattered Hongtian's last hope.

Not only that, as Hongtian fell, the true form of Tathagata and the [Heavenly Kingdom Supreme Law] also arrived. One grabbed Hongtian directly, and the other netted [Heavenly Fire]. As for the sword light that cut off hope, it was a sword intent slowly extracted from Hongtian's sea of ​​consciousness.

'This is Jiangnan's purpose in making his move.'

'For the title of sword intent?'

Lu Yang coldly watched this scene, but his mind involuntarily recalled the previously calculated [White Dragon Metal Attribute] and its corresponding talent:
'Dragon-Slaying Platform'

Hongtian is undoubtedly in this situation right now. The Celestial Court has seized the Heavenly Fire, the World Honored One wants his people, and the Jiangnan Sword Sect is stripping away his sword intent!
He sought a golden statue, which was then divided among various families for consumption.

However, at this moment, Lu Yang felt both heartbroken and full of questions.

"In the fictional history, the Jiangnan region still had True Lords, so it wasn't surprising that they unleashed such a sword light. But what about the present world? The Sword Pavilion in the present world has no True Lords!"

'It's almost certain that the True Lord of Sword Pavilion will go into seclusion. After all, even when Sword Pavilion was breached by the Holy Sect in the previous life, no True Lord of Sword Pavilion emerged. Moreover, Sword Pavilion is different from Pure Land; it doesn't have any heretical True Lords presiding over it. But given this, who in the present Sword Pavilion can unleash this sword strike?'

A demon-slaying master? Absolutely not!
Lu Yang was completely baffled. However, since this scene had occurred in the "pseudo-history," then considering the worst-case scenario, it should also happen in the real world!
"Boom!"

Just then, a loud noise suddenly came from the Jiangnan region.

Lu Yang glanced to the side and saw a titled sword intent rising slowly. It was the counterpart of the Demon-Slaying True Man in the [False History], named the Xuanwu True Man.

However, because there was no World Honored One in the [pseudo-history], Xuanwu Zhenren lacked a [non-killing sword intent], and his strength was far inferior to that of the present-day Dangmo Zhenren. Even so, Xuanwu Zhenren still drew his sword without hesitation and fiercely slashed at his own sect!

"presumptuous!"

In an instant, a cold snort came from the depths of the Jiangnan Sword Sect, followed by a powerful force that directly suppressed the furious Xuanwu Zhenren.

Lu Yang felt heavy-hearted as he read this.

Is this a premonition of me? The Sword Pavilion will ultimately turn on me when I'm down, and the Demon-Slaying Master will come to my aid, but in the end, he'll only be buried with me.

At that moment, he suddenly realized:

'No wonder. No wonder the Holy Sect's patriarch helped me.'

Look at this scene. In the "pseudo-history," the Daoist Court, the Pure Land, and the Sword Pavilion all benefited and shared the spoils of Hongtian. Only one faction was not invited.

Damn it, the Holy Sect is gone!

How could the Holy Emperor tolerate such a thing?
"These three families wanted to eat it all themselves, not even wanting to give the Holy Sect Ancestor a drop of soup, let alone the meat! That's why the Holy Sect Ancestor came to help me!"

If you're not going to give me any, then don't give any to anyone at all!
'From another perspective, the Holy Sect's Founding Master is probably the strongest of the four Dao Lords. So much so that the other Dao Lords would rather risk His intervention than let Him gain even the slightest benefit. And this is also where my survival depends!'

Even at this moment, Lü Yang had not given up; in fact, he was still full of hope.

'Fellow Daoist Hongtian, it's good you died!'

Although Hongtian failed to obtain the gold, he had already tested out all the dangers for him: the true form of Tathagata, the laws of the Immortal Kingdom, and the sneak attack by the Sword Pavilion were all exposed!

With intelligence, we can come up with a solution.

There is still hope!

As for the luck he lost just now for Hongtian to use the [Fortune Appraisal and Lottery], Lü Yang didn't care. Luck was dispensable to him now.

After all, he already ruled the world. If he wanted, he could use the world's fortune for his own purposes. What was the little bit that Hongtian had used? It was nothing more than being unable to stand by and watch, and doing his part until Hongtian asked for gold. That would be the time to really gamble everything and fight with all his might.

Meanwhile, above the heavens.

Hongtian's figure reappeared, the steps that had been formed earlier collapsed, his status dropped, causing him to withdraw from the Foundation Establishment Realm and reappear in reality.

However, he had no time to spare for anything else.

They were even unable to speak.

[Heavenly Fire] was already caught in the net and clearly couldn't escape. His sword intent had also been drawn out, and his thoughts were becoming increasingly hazy. 'I'm going to die.'

Never before had Hongtian realized this so clearly: the true form of Tathagata who had trapped him was extraordinary, and he had no way to escape!
Even reincarnation won't save you!

Just then, the true form of the Tathagata spoke:

"Amitabha, fellow Daoist, you may now become my disciple and take on the body of the Tathagata. In this way, you will be able to save your life. I will also take you to experience the outside world."

The true form of the Buddha directly expressed Hongtian's greatest aspiration in his life.

However, faced with such temptation, Hongtian merely smiled coldly and glanced contemptuously at the true form of Tathagata: "Be your puppet, and then go to the outside world?"

What's the difference between that and going from one cage to another?
Therefore, he will only ever have one answer:
"I'd rather die!"

Rumble——!
After taking one last look at Lü Yang below, Hong Tian's soul exploded, scattering into nothingness, causing a sudden burst of intense firelight to illuminate the world.

However, like a candle extinguished by the wind, the flame vanished in the blink of an eye.

Only the true form of the Buddha remained, standing silently in mid-air, his serene face unchanged, his smiling expression unwavering in the slightest.
"Stubborn and obstinate."

As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and looked in the direction where Hongyun's last gaze had fallen, but all he saw in that direction was a handful of scattered ashes.

At the Zouyu Ruins, Lü Yang's true form opened his eyes.

Before he could react, a voice drifted over, gentle and calm, even carrying a hint of pity, making him instantly convinced:

"Lü Yang? Du Huan? Young friend, are you listening?"

Lü Yang: "!?!?"

This single sentence caused Lü Yang's expression to instantly spiral out of control, and an indescribable fear, unseen for a long time, surged into his heart in an instant.

Did He know I was coming?

'The World Honored One knows that I am currently within this fabricated history!'

In that instant, all of Lü Yang's calculations and hopes for the future vanished into a blank, and only after a long while did his thoughts resurface:

'Am I still me?'

'No, that's not right. It was the Holy Ancestor who sent me into this 'false history.' If the World Honored One could catch me at will, what would be the point of me coming in?'

Lu Yang gritted his teeth and looked around shakily.

No one suddenly appeared, and his thoughts were fine; at least he didn't have the urge to exclaim "Eek!" His thinking was rigid, but he was mostly frightened.

'This wasn't said specifically to me; it was a message sent to the entire world.'

'That's right. The World Honored One can't find me! He can only sense that I'm in this 'false history,' but he's not capable of tracing my location!'

Lü Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

However, soon, an even greater heaviness weighed on my heart:

'But if the Buddha already knew I was part of this fabricated history, he would have been wary of me. Would everything I saw still be of any use?'

[Fake History] is no longer credible!
Because Lü Yang had no idea whether the World Honored One might have secretly altered something.

Perhaps it's all true, perhaps it's a mixture of truth and falsehood, or perhaps it's all a deadly trap set by the Buddha to mislead him and lead him to make the wrong judgment!
Lu Yang gritted his teeth, then manipulated another marionette, looking up in the direction where the true form of Buddha was.

High above, in the heavens, the true form of the Buddha appeared relaxed, his smile widening. As if sensing his gaze, he softly uttered:
"This was just a rehearsal."

"But next time, it will become a reality."

(End of this chapter)