Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 865 People's Hearts Are Unsettled During the Tribulation

Immortal Pivot, above the clouds and sky overseas.

Lu Yang emerged from the Sea of ​​Bitterness, calmly surveying his surroundings, clearly sensing the wary gazes cast upon him by various True Lords.

Only the Holy Sect's direction differed.

On the Sacred Fire Cliff, True Monarch Flying Snow stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes burning with fervor, staring intently at Lü Yang, as if he were forcibly suppressing something.

However, Lü Yang didn't care. He immediately soared into the sky and disappeared into the Immortal Pivot, returning to the Profound Spirit Realm. Now, the two realms were completely merged together, and the "destiny" written by the Holy Sect's ancestor was fulfilled. However, the Profound Spirit Realm had not yet been integrated.

"I have gained so much this time!"

Back in the quiet room of the Heavenly Court, Lü Yang finally put away his calm facade and rubbed his hands together excitedly, feeling the profound mystery of the [Divine Firmament Thunder].

Even without using my Dharma Body, I am still a First-Class True Lord.

'Like the Patriarch, regardless of what level of True Lord one was before, as long as one completes the ritual for ascending to the next level, one can immediately reach the level of a First-Rank True Lord.'

Of course, it's not without its flaws.

'My ritual for attaining Buddhahood is still unstable; I need to constantly extract a portion of its mystical power to maintain the modification of the imagery of the [inner demon] in order to sustain it.'

Once one is at one's wit's end and has no strength left to maintain it, the ritual for attaining the highest level of enlightenment will collapse on its own, and one's combat power will also drop by a level.

'Indeed, the ritual for attaining higher spiritual status is quite sophisticated.'

'The worst method is the impromptu ritual I'm currently performing. Although it's usable, it has many flaws and can only be used when you have the upper hand; it's very difficult to use it when you're at a disadvantage.'

'The middle level should be like that of True Lord Flying Snow.'

'Her ritual is estimated to be the "Number One in Five Thousand Years of Magical Combat," but this title is only valid for the past five thousand years; after that, it naturally ceases to be valid.'

'Not to mention that at least three thousand years out of the last five thousand years were taken away by the World Honored One. From this perspective, she actually managed to exploit a loophole. But that's normal; if she didn't exploit loopholes, she wouldn't be like a True Lord of my Holy Sect. In short, her ritual has basically stabilized.'

As for the finest...

Thinking of this, Lü Yang glanced at Ancestor Tingyou and sighed inwardly, "The highest level is naturally like Ancestor Tingyou, who directly opens up entirely new paths."

'Rocket-like ascent avenue.'

'Normally, he only reaches the level of an ordinary True Lord, but when necessary, his rank can be elevated, directly reaching the level of a First-Class True Lord. This is a change to the cultivation system.'

'Once this ritual is perfected, there will be no hidden dangers or instability. It can only be said that the patriarch truly deserves to be called the patriarch.'

However, Lü Yang was not greedy.

After all, the [Divine Thunder] technique had only just been perfected, and a considerable part of his advancement in status was due to his talent of [Born of Heaven and Earth with Me].

'Given time, I too can reach the level of the patriarch!'

Lu Yang was filled with confidence.

"On the other hand, my creation of the Inner Demon Tribulation is probably not good news for some cultivators who are breaking through to higher realms and whose mental states are unstable."

Thinking of this, Lü Yang stroked his chin again, a playful smile on his face.

"Hmm, it's about time to re-establish the righteous path."

"We should also put up the sign for the [Arctic Exorcism Institute] and say that as long as you join, you can control thunder magic, which is incredibly effective in eliminating inner demons."

That's how a monopoly industry is built.

The Mysterious Spirit Realm is a remote, desolate island in the Star Luo Sea.

Looking out, one could see a white mist swirling around the heavens and the earth, climbing and clinging to the clouds, within which stood a handsome young man dressed in a Taoist robe.

Above the young Taoist's head was a mysterious cloud that covered the island, with lightning dancing within it, producing a deafening roar like a drumbeat.

"Boom!"

The next second, golden light cascaded down like a waterfall, and lightning rained down like thunder, crashing one after another onto the island, exploding in a dazzling display of light at the point of impact.

The young man was enveloped in the light, and his whole body crackled and popped as his skin was torn open, turning him into a bloody mess. However, he gritted his teeth and persevered, stuffing pills into his mouth without restraint and sending out magical treasures to block the falling lightning.

After a long while, the dark clouds gradually dissipated.

On the desolate island, now reduced to ruins, a young man, ragged and charred, knelt on the ground, his eyes filled with barely suppressed joy. "I did it!"

"I have finally survived this damned tribulation! From now on, I am a ghost immortal of the Heavenly Court, and I will govern a region and enjoy the path to immortality!"

Thinking of this, the young man was overjoyed.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a wave of dizziness, subconsciously touched his body, but found nothing wrong, so he simply left the deserted island.

After that, in just a thousand years, it was as if his luck had turned around. He had countless fortuitous encounters, and his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds. He went from a ghost immortal to a human immortal, then to an earth immortal, and finally reached the level of a celestial immortal. After the previous generation of supreme beings fell, he competed with the celestial immortals for the world and became the next generation of supreme beings.
"Um!?"

Just as he was about to ascend to the supreme position, the young man suddenly snapped out of his daze, looked around blankly, and broke out in a cold sweat.

"What a joke!"

'The Supreme Being of the Mystic Realm? I have no such talent. My lifelong wish is merely to attain the status of a Ghost Immortal and then set out on my own. Why would I compete for any Supreme Being position?'

'An illusion!?'

The moment the young man regained consciousness, the scene before him shattered, and he realized that what he was standing before was not the supreme position of the Xuanling Realm.

It's a bottomless abyss!

If he had actually taken that step, he would have fallen immediately. He didn't know what the consequences would be, but he knew he absolutely didn't want to try it.

The next second, the abyss collapsed, finally transforming into a ghostly phantom that floated above his sea of ​​consciousness, its cackling laughter echoing: "You're lucky, kid. Your cultivation is far too low, only giving birth to a little demon like me. Don't worry, I'll be waiting for you in the future."

As soon as the words were spoken, the illusion shattered.

Only a bewildered young man remained, collapsing to the ground with a thud, a lingering fear washing over him: "What was that? Was it another calamity?"

"Damn it! Is this ever going to end?!"

The young man couldn't help but curse out loud.

He was lucky this time, but his mindset was too open and he didn't choose the right method to deal with his inner demons. If it really comes again next time, he's not confident he can get through it!
Just then, a beam of light suddenly flew in from outside the deserted island.

"Fellow Daoist Lan?"

The light parted, revealing a middle-aged Taoist priest who stepped out. Upon seeing the young man, his face lit up with joy: "Thank goodness, at least one of us survived this time!"

Lan Daoren: "???"

"What do you mean by this, fellow Daoist?" Having just escaped death, the young man was furious upon hearing this. "Does this mean I cannot survive my tribulation?"

"Fellow Daoist, you are unaware of this."

The middle-aged Taoist shook his head, his face bitter: "Now the Immortal Lord who controls tribulations and traverses karma has set up another tribulation, called the inner demon. I don't know how many cultivators have fallen victim to it."

"So many people died unexpectedly!"

“I, Chen Shan, usually have a wide circle of friends, but now, in my search for friends who have undergone tribulation, I have almost traveled all over the Star Luo Sea, and you are the only one still alive!”

Upon hearing this, Daoist Lan gasped in shock.

After a moment, he couldn't help but complain in a low voice, "Why does that immortal lord always try to make cultivation more difficult? Is he still one of us Xuanling people?"

Our Xuanling Realm has always been known for its simple and honest people!
The worst thing they do is kill and steal treasure; they never do anything underworldly. So how come such a freak as the Immortal Lord of Tribulation and Karma came into being?

"Shh, you mustn't be disrespectful to Shangxiu!"

Chenshan Daoist quickly covered Lan Daoist's mouth: "It is said that that immortal lord can sense things at will. If you insult him, he might strike you with lightning!"

"And it's said he's petty."

Boom!

A bolt of lightning suddenly struck, and Chen Shan, who had just been ethereal and otherworldly, instantly turned pale. He held his breath for a while before finally opening his mouth and exhaling a breath of black gas.

"Did you see that?"

Master Lan nodded frantically like a chicken pecking at rice, but then still looked distressed: "That's true, but what should we do if this tribulation is getting harder and harder to overcome?"

(End of this chapter)