Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 979 The Dao Lords Turn Against Each Other, the World Honored One's True Intent!
The collapse of the Foundation Establishment Realm quickly affected the entire Void Sea of ​​Light.

In a dimly lit realm shrouded in countless streams of light, a pair of eyes suddenly opened, gazing through the [Sea of ​​Bitterness] upwards.

Those eyes quickly fell into a state of bewilderment and shock.

"It's gotten lower"

This wasn't the first time he had looked up at the "Other Shore," after all, he dreamed of cultivating his Nascent Soul and establishing his own Dao position in that infinitely high and distant place.

He knew better than anyone how high and how far the other shore was, and that was precisely why no one could feel the change in the other shore better than him at this moment. He was absolutely certain that the once unattainable other shore had suddenly slid down and was no longer so unattainable!
Similar anomalies are also occurring in various parts of the Sea of ​​Light.

Golden Core True Monarchs may not feel it clearly yet, but any cultivator who has reached the Great True Monarch level can feel the pressure coming from above.

【彼岸】to fall.

Everything was in accordance with the World Honored One's plan. With the collapse of the Foundation Establishment Realm, the present world could no longer support the heavy pressure of the [Other Shore] that had borne the weight of six Dao Lords!

At this moment, the Dao Lords who were fighting for the Underworld tacitly stopped their actions and rushed towards the [Destiny] created by the Holy Sect Ancestor in the Underworld. In an instant, they actually blocked the [Destiny] from annihilating Lingxiao Donghuang Zhenjun.

[Sage, this person must not be killed.]

[The Foundation Establishment realm has collapsed. If the Underworld collapses as well, the mortal world will lose two major pillars, and the Other Shore will inevitably fall as well. All our plans will be in vain!]

I think so too.

—Lü Yang continued to ponder the conversation between the Dao Lords, watching the conflict in the Underworld with great interest. "Let the fighting start! I want to see rivers of blood!"
Then, he glanced at [Angxiao].

'Oh no, I should call him Lingxiao Donghuang Zhenjun now. That old devil actually kept this identity a secret from me. I even considered him my brother.'

Just you wait, I'll settle the score with you in the next life!

At the same time, Lingxiao Donghuang Zhenjun seemed to have realized what was happening and suddenly said, "I already have one foot in the [Netherworld Palace]."

"Release the [Destiny] and let me attain the Dao. I can expand the Underworld to the entire Sea of ​​Dark Light and replace the Foundation Establishment Realm. I am the Lord of the Underworld. I will not compete with you for the position of the Other Shore. I will not be a threat to you in the short term, and it is impossible for me to compete with you for the opportunity to reach a higher realm."

"Otherwise, I'll detonate the Underworld!"

At this point, Lingxiao Donghuang Zhenjun's expression was extremely resolute: "You'd better not doubt my ability to do it, otherwise it will only result in a lose-lose situation."

Can he detonate the underworld?

Lu Yang quickly came to the conclusion in his mind: 'Possibly!'

As Lingxiao Donghuang Zhenjun just said, he already has one foot in the [Netherworld Palace] and has certain authority over the Underworld.

Even if one cannot use the power of the Underworld to cultivate a Nascent Soul and become a Dao Lord, it is not impossible to detonate the Underworld. After all, destruction is much easier than creation. Of course, this could also be a bluff, but considering the situation of the Other Shore, almost no Dao Lord would risk testing it.

'On matters concerning himself, the Dao Lord prefers to mediate and compromise.'

"With the Great Dao before them, if you suggest adding another Lord of the Underworld to their table and diminishing their profits, they certainly won't allow it."

"But if you say you can't eat this meal, then just flip the table and nobody eats. Then these Dao Lords will come to mediate, and they'll be willing to let a Lord of the Underworld sit at the table. This inherently evil old ghost reacted quite quickly, immediately understanding the situation."

Lü Yang admired it in his heart.

Then, he looked up at the very top of the [Other Shore], at the still calm, tiny figure: 'What will you do? Will you just give in like this?'

The next second, Lü Yang knew the answer.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the [Destiny], which had been hanging high above the Underworld but blocked by the other Dao Lords, trembled slightly, and then—continued to press down! No compromise!
This scene immediately caused Lü Yang's pupils to shrink, and Angxiao also showed a look of astonishment upon seeing it, not expecting that the Holy Sect's founder would make such a choice.

After all, we are all Holy Ancestor True Lords.

For the sake of profit, the Holy Ancestor True Lord would not hesitate to beg and plead, let alone compromise. If we put ourselves in his shoes, the Holy Ancestor Master should have done the same.

But why?
They are just a few lords of the underworld. Even if they join forces with the World Honored One, their level is actually quite limited, and they can't really threaten you. Why not compromise?
Only the Flying Snow True Monarch on the other side shook his head, sighing inwardly: 'What a pity. If it were before that old codger left behind the [Destiny], perhaps there would still be a chance to negotiate. But now that the [Destiny] has been laid down, there is no room for negotiation; it must become a fact!'

If the general trend can be changed, how can it be called "fixed fate"?
'If we truly abandon this predetermined fate and choose to back down, then the very foundation of this predetermined fate within the Sea of ​​Light will be shaken, causing it to falter.'

This is a battle of principles!

'Because the current situation has nothing to do with the Underworld anymore, the old immortal will never back down, and the other Dao Lords will not sit idly by and watch him do as he pleases.'

This is Lü Yang's misjudgment.

Prior to this, Lü Yang had always believed that the World Honored One cultivated Angxiao in order to have another Dao Lord join forces with him in order to fight against the Holy Sect's ancestor.

Even Angxiao himself thinks so.

However, they were all wrong.

Or perhaps they didn't think deeply enough or see far enough ahead—making Angxiao the Lord of the Underworld was just a byproduct of their plan.

The underworld isn't really important.

'Adding another Lord of the Underworld would at most place him on the first level of the Other Shore, inferior even to me. How could he possibly inspire fear in a Primordial Saint?'

The World-Honored One lowered his eyelids, and a chill crept into his compassionate smile: 'A struggle for the Dao, that is true hope! By leveraging the relationship between the Underworld and the mortal realm, I will incite conflict between other Dao Lords and the First Saints, igniting a struggle for the Dao. Only in this way can I hope to fish in troubled waters!'

His plan has now come to fruition.

The best outcome would undoubtedly be for all the Dao Lords to win, for the First Saint to be forced to back down, for the [Destiny] phenomenon to perish prematurely, and for [Angxiao] to become the Lord of the Underworld.

In this way, while the First Saint was injured, he gained a powerful ally from the Lord of the Underworld. With this shift in power, coupled with his manipulation of the causal network, his planning throughout the ages, his guidance of the general trend, and his counterattack against the "Destiny," the feedback he received was enough for him to advance to another level and stand shoulder to shoulder with the Lord of Magical Power.

Won Ma.

The next best outcome is simply that the Dao Lords compromise with each other to minimize the damage to the "Destiny," but in any case, they will still suffer.

'Sage, you can't escape this round!'

In the eyes of the World Honored One, the only way for the Holy Sect's patriarch to break the deadlock, and also the worst possible outcome in his plan, was for the First Saint to suppress all the Dao Lords by himself.

Forcibly maintaining a fixed number.

Forcefully kill [Angxiao] and destroy the Underworld.

However, if that were the case, the other shore would inevitably fall, and even if the Holy Ancestor maintained the aura of the "destiny," his own status would also drop significantly.

Of course, this will also affect the Buddha himself.

But so what?
'It's nothing more than risking my life for you.'

As a junior who only achieved the Nascent Soul stage five thousand years ago, how can I compete with other Dao Lords if I don't risk my life and have the determination to gamble everything?

'At worst, we can rebuild the Sea of ​​Light, and everyone can start from scratch again when the Dao Lord resided in the world. I'll still have a chance!'

(End of this chapter)