Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 595 Who is the bait, and who is the fisherman?
Beyond the heavens, a sea of ​​light; in the stillness of the void.

"Who are you?!"

The Lesser Yin Immortal Lord looked horrified, completely unprepared for the unobstructed Heavenly Sea of ​​Light to suddenly have someone appear out of nowhere and intercept them.

In an instant, he felt a chill run through his body.

"This 'internal strife between immortals and demons' is all a trap. It's clearly a deliberate scheme to lure us in, a preemptive strike before the great calamity of a thousand years."

'No, that's not right. The internal strife is definitely real. Those bald monks' desire to kill that Supreme True Monarch is absolutely genuine. They've just made contingency plans. Regardless of success or failure, they won't suffer losses at the hands of those beasts. They've probably already planned to double-cross them!'

The Lesser Yin Immortal Lord's guess accurately hit the mark.

'Venerable One, you are truly remarkable!'

Looking at the two Celestial Lords of the Heavenly Palace before her, True Lord Feixue sighed with emotion, but a deep sense of apprehension surfaced in her usually strong and beautiful eyes.

Look at this scheming.

The best outcome would be for Pure Land to successfully kill Lü Yang, and then for her to arrive a step too late, at which point neither Shao Yin Immortal Lord nor Dao Yan Immortal Lord would escape.

The slightly less fortunate outcome was that Lü Yang wasn't killed, but Shao Yin Immortal Lord and Dao Yan Immortal Lord still couldn't escape.

The worst-case scenario, which is the current situation, is that a non-Buddhist bodhisattva has died in the Pure Land. But to be honest, it's not a huge loss.

However, in either case, the final result will inevitably benefit all parties. It is said to be colluding with extraterrestrial cultivators, but in reality, it is still a trap. It has not truly deviated from the position of this broken place. If everything goes smoothly, it will truly achieve its goal and leave no room for criticism.

If there's any flaw in this scheme...

That means it's too weak.

With one mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, two early-stage Golden Core cultivators, and one heretic, this lineup is fine for dealing with ordinary True Monarchs, but it's clearly insufficient to deal with Lü Yang.

Moreover, it doesn't quite align with the Xian Shu's fine tradition of "bullying the weak with the strong."

'At least if it were me, I would definitely take action myself, or simply invite a Grand True Monarch in the late Golden Core stage to create an overwhelming force.'

'.Um!?'

Upon realizing this, a cold light suddenly flashed in True Monarch Feixue's eyes. He then abruptly raised his head and looked towards the sea of ​​light where Immortal Pivot was located.

'No, something's wrong!'

If even she could think of it, how could the World Honored One not have thought of it?
Not to mention that he is the World Honored One, who is notoriously shameless and never hesitates to bully the weak. Why would he field such a weak lineup to deal with Lü Yang?
'This lineup is designed to counter me!'

In an instant, True Lord Flying Snow understood:

'These two Celestial Lords of Heavenly Abode were indeed a gift to me, but they were also used to distract me and prevent me from paying attention to the situation on the other side.'

In fact, although Lü Yang seemed to be in great danger fighting four opponents at once, True Monarch Feixue had been observing him from the shadows and wouldn't have put him in any real danger. However, now that she had left to intercept Immortal Monarch Shaoyin and Immortal Monarch Daoyan, this was probably the most dangerous moment for Lü Yang!
The real trap has only just begun!
Thinking of this, True Monarch Feixue immediately began to ponder: Who could it be? The [Lotus Hidden Treasure Bodhisattva]? Or would it be the World Honored One personally stepping in to fight on his behalf?
No, that's not right, none of these are stable.

While a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator could suppress Lü Yang, he would be difficult to kill. If Lü Yang was determined to escape, he would be unstoppable. Only a Great True Monarch could be confident of victory.

With the Buddha's methods, how could there be any variables?
In this scheme, who is the real bait? Who is the real fish? And who is the fisherman who holds the fishing rod, fishes in the pond, and ultimately reaps the benefits?

".ha!"

After a moment of silence, True Lord Feixue suddenly laughed loudly: "I underestimated you. Although you are terminally ill, you still have the potential to become a Great True Lord!"

A sea of ​​light beyond the sky.

Holding the newly crafted treasure "Banner of Enlightenment," Lü Yang's face still showed a hint of surprise: "This treasure is of exceptionally high quality!"

Lu Yang had always known that the Myriad Spirit Banner was incredibly powerful. It was a treasure that evolved over time, its wonders entirely determined by the quality and quantity of the banner's spirits. When he first obtained it, it was merely a magic weapon, and Lu Yang thought it would soon become obsolete.

Just like the Abyssal Sword of yesteryear.

However, as the number of banner spirits increased and their realm improved, it naturally rose to the level of a spirit treasure, and eventually even became a superior spirit treasure.

Lü Yang is making progress, and it has never fallen behind.

After Suo Huan, Empress Xiao, and Ancestor Tingyou achieved True Lord status, the profound mysteries of this spiritual treasure reached their peak, subtly surpassing the level of a mere spiritual treasure. 'This is definitely not something Mu Changsheng could have crafted.'

Lü Yang stroked his chin: 'After all, it's a supreme treasure used to contain the nascent fruition stage; it's likely subject to interference from Heaven, just like the Tribulation Wave I refined back then.'

The Tribulation Wave was forged under the intervention of [Angxiao] back then, and its power was so great that even now Lü Yang is still using it. The Myriad Spirit Banner must have been for the same reason, otherwise it would be hard to explain its obviously superior status and mystery compared to spiritual treasures. There might even be a contingency plan left by the Heavenly Emperor.

'Of course, I definitely won't win this shot.'

After all, it had already been cleansed by the Book of a Hundred Lifetimes, and now it had been refined into a true treasure, and was stained with Lü Yang's colors and marks from beginning to end.

Lost in thought, Lü Yang suddenly looked up: 'Strange. Something's not right!'

How long has it been?
Logically speaking, the Holy Sect should have discovered the problem by now, and the Tongtian Palace should have contacted him again to guide him back.

Why is there no movement?
In the blink of an eye, Lü Yang, with the intuition of a Holy Sect True Monarch, had already deduced the same conclusion as True Monarch Feixue:

'Damn it, the Buddha is trying to harm me again!'

In an instant, Lü Yang had the idea to leave this sea of ​​light, but the next second, the expression on his face turned completely gloomy.

Because nothing happened.

The Heavenly Sea of ​​Light is guided primarily by divine consciousness. Once the coordinates are anchored, one can travel there in an instant. Theoretically, one should not be intercepted on the way unless someone uses great power or supernatural abilities to sever or block it, thus trapping one in the Sea of ​​Light.

What is great magical power or supernatural ability?
'Late stage of Golden Core!'

After clearing his mind, Lü Yang let out a deep breath, and then, as if in response to his guess, a voice suddenly came from afar:

"Tap tap. Tap."

In the boundless sea of ​​light, the sound of footsteps could be heard, steady and calm, like a majestic mountain walking slowly and steadily.

The next second, the sea of ​​light dimmed.

The newcomer stole all the colors from this celestial sea of ​​light, causing the heavens and earth to fall silent, transforming into a chaotic abyss, upon which the newcomer walked.

Looking around, Lü Yang saw that the newcomer was dressed simply, with a handsome appearance and a frivolous smile, like a wealthy young master enjoying a spring outing in the countryside. He also had a beautifully decorated sword hanging at his waist. Although there was nothing extraordinary about him, Lü Yang's consciousness suddenly felt a sharp, needle-like pain.

This was not something the other party did intentionally.

It was merely Lü Yang's divine sense's natural reaction upon touching the other party, just as stroking a sharpened sword with one's finger would inevitably cause blood to flow.

"call!"

The other party made no attempt to conceal their cause and effect. At this moment, Lü Yang, instead of remaining calm, looked at the newcomer with an indescribable, strange gaze:

"I never expected it to be a senior."

Although he had never actually seen the person, Lü Yang was still able to deduce their identity.

The other party has always kept a low profile. Even with Lu Yang's ten lifetimes of experience, he has almost never been seen to make a move, and has only heard some rumors about him.

They coerced the Dragon King and sent his sword overseas.

Only once, when True Lord Feixue forced him to take action, he tested his condition, and then the news that he was "terminally ill" spread throughout the world.

Even Angxiao looked down on him.

Over time, everyone stopped taking him seriously, thinking he was just a living dead man, powerless to fight anyone anymore, and not worth caring about at all.

But now, he has appeared.

His smile was gentle, his demeanor refined, yet his aura encompassed the heavens and the surrounding celestial sea paled in comparison to him. How could he possibly be terminally ill?
Lü Yang sighed deeply:

"Sword Pavilion, [The True Lord of the Rigid Formation Preaching]!"

(End of this chapter)