Chapter 1438
The Trap of Detachment
Chapter 1438 The Trap of Detachment
At this moment, all of space and time is trembling.
Rushing forth from the distant past, washing over the present, flowing toward the future, and in every time and space, there is the real and true figure of the First Sage.
Just then, he suddenly lowered his eyes.
Wherever the gaze falls, there is the past, the ancient past, and a handsome young Taoist priest with a black robe fluttering in the wind, leisurely walking towards his time.
The Taoist priest looked at the World Honored One, who had fallen back to the Golden Core Perfection stage and was critically injured and on the verge of death due to the shattering of the Underworld, and nodded with an expression of unsurprising agreement:
"World Honored One, you have indeed not disappointed me."
His voice even carried a hint of laughter and teasing: "I knew it. No matter what a first-year student does, he's no match for the First Saint."
The World Honored One: "."
Perhaps it was the composure in the young man's words that made the World Honored One manage a forced smile, and the other Dao Ancestors, seeing this, were filled with renewed hope.
"Xuande...so he's still alive?"
The First Saint spoke in a deep voice, yet remained calm and composed. Now that things had come to this, he had transcended worldly concerns, and with the foundation of his three lifetimes, no one below the Nascent Soul stage could rival him.
On the other side, Lü Yang also disregarded the initial saint's attitude. He simply reached out and made a gesture, and then a wave-like blade of light rose slowly from the bottom of the Abyss of Time, landing in his hand and transforming into a divine blade gleaming with mysterious light, unleashing a grand aura far exceeding his own.
This sword has no name.
It is transformed from the "Merit" method of Master Weixiong. Killing someone also kills oneself, just like refining Gu, which is only to cultivate the strongest Gu King.
"Thank you, fellow Daoist."
Holding the divine blade, Lü Yang laughed heartily, while at the bottom of the abyss of time, Shi Weixiong, whose energy was extremely weak, nodded slightly and then closed his eyes.
The next second, his figure shattered.
"Boom!"
Without any hesitation, Shi Weixiong exploded in front of all the astonished Dao Ancestors, actually committing suicide on the spot and sacrificing himself to the divine blade.
As he said before, the ritual of this divine sword is not only for outsiders, but also includes Shi Weixiong himself. He can use the sword to kill enemies and offer it as a sacrifice to the divine sword, or he can commit suicide to make way for the next person to wield the sword. He can be the Gu King, or he can be the nourishment fed to the Gu King!
"They actually managed to do that."
"Shi Weixiong is indeed consistent inside and out."
Shi Weixiong's decision clearly touched the hearts of the few surviving Dao Ancestors, especially those who shared his ideal of saving the world.
Then, a burst of laughter rang out:
"Master, fellow Daoist, isn't it lonely to be alone?"
Amidst laughter, Zhu Liuxian strode out without hesitation, displaying only decisiveness and calmness: "Let me sacrifice my broken body as a last act of kindness."
After speaking, his figure shattered.
Immediately afterward, Jiao Guiren, the Daoist patriarch of the "Matching Noble People" sect, also stepped forward, but laughed and cursed, "That bastard Shi Weixiong, I made a mistake in befriending him again."
After saying that, he looked at Lü Yang again:
"Fellow Daoist, we are not acquainted, so I won't say any more."
"I'm giving you one last piece of advice before I die. It's the last one. Anyway, there's no hope left."
Despite uttering discouraging words, Jiao Guiren acted without hesitation, also committing suicide. His figure shattered, and countless mysteries surged forth!
The three Dao Ancestors, one having undergone three qualitative changes and the other two undergoing two qualitative changes, all sacrificed themselves at this moment, adding their blessings to the divine blade that was already in Lu Yang's possession.
Thanks to this, Lü Yang's aura, wielding the divine blade, also began to surge dramatically. Although his [Infinite Law] had not broken through, with the help of the divine blade, his aura still broke through the limit of the sixth level of [Other Shore], reaching a level that only the initial saints could reach in the past.
The Seventh Floor of the Other Shore!
This is an incredible advancement. Lü Yang has covered the path that took countless years for a primordial sage in such a short time, which is already a miracle that is difficult to replicate.
However, the First Sage dismissed this with disdain: "It's meaningless."
"He's not as good as Shi Weixiong from before. He underwent at least three transformations, which is strictly equivalent to the eighth level of the Other Shore. He could barely hold his own against me."
Lu Yang ignored him and swung his sword.
The next instant, the World Honored One was killed by the blade light, which also arrived in front of Si Chong and Dao Tianqi, displaying a chilling and indifferent killing intent.
Chu Sheng did not stop him when he saw this, but instead revealed a cold smile.
Immediately, Dao Tianqi released all his defenses, letting the blade light strike him. Then his figure shattered, and the divine blade was imbued with boundless wisdom light.
On the other hand, Si Chong hesitated.
Upon seeing this scene, Chu Sheng's smile widened instantly. Even though he should have felt no joy at this moment, he couldn't help but be moved.
But before he could even speak...
Lu Yang's voice rang out first: "Senior, I have a sure-fire way to win, trust me."
That simple sentence made Si Chong breathe a sigh of relief, as if he had found a way out, a reason to sacrifice his life.
"I am not a noble person."
Si Chong's figure echoed leisurely: "Everything I've done is only within the scope of what I can do. Since that's the case, fellow Daoist, I believe you this time."
After speaking, his figure shattered.
The sacrifice of a transcendent being caused the divine blade's light to suddenly surge, and the profound mystery condensed on the blade's edge made even the nascent saint feel a chill.
Upon seeing this, Lü Yang solemnly cupped his hands in greeting.
In his previous life, Si Chong's many words and actions flashed through his mind, finally turning into a sigh: "Senior Si Chong, you are being far too modest."
He kept saying that saving Guanghai was just a side effect, that he would do his best within the scope of what he could, and that he would give up if his own life was in danger. But now, when he was almost in despair, Si Chong still made this choice, never considering giving up.
Yes, that's how it should be.
A flash of crimson suddenly crossed Lü Yang's mind—the color of the Dao Lord when he stood up and fought against the Dao Lord in the Underworld.
That was also the case at the time.
Even in the face of despair, there are still those who fight for it, and it is their struggle that brings new variables to what should have been a predetermined ending.
On the other side, Chu Sheng also gradually put away his smile.
".madness."
"What Xuande? This man was originally a disciple of my Holy Sect. Everyone knows he doesn't keep his promises. It's naive to believe him."
Only at this moment did the First Saint's words elicit a slight change in Lü Yang's expression:
"Is this your transcendence? The level of completion is indeed higher than Senior Si Chong's [fake transcendence]. You can even recall things from the past?"
"The eighteenth time."
Chu Sheng said calmly, "This is your eighteenth restart. In this respect, the number of times you have restarted is close to that of Taiyuan Immortal back then."
"Lü Yang?"
"It's quite interesting. The one who escaped from the net back then claimed he wanted to play with me to the end before he died. It's a pity that I won this game in the end."
After transcending, the First Saint clearly recalled even the memories he had reopened. He spoke them out calmly and confidently. However, when he finished speaking, he did not see the fear he had expected on Lü Yang's face. Instead, he saw a mocking smile.
"You won?"
Lu Yang shook his head: "No, you have never won, even though you suppressed the Ancestral Dragon in ancient times, defeated Senior Si Chong, and became the strongest."
Even if you have already obtained the Seed of the Great Dao.
Even if you have successfully transcended.
"That's not because you won, but simply because you were more despicable than others. From the very beginning, you were never a strong person with lofty aspirations."
After speaking, Lü Yang's voice boomed like thunder;
"You're just a petty person."
“Baseness is the passport of the base; it has made you invincible until now, but that’s all. It doesn’t mean you are superior to others.”
The First Sage remained unmoved upon hearing this: "But the person standing here is me."
"Despicable? Noble? These are just the rules of the world, burdens we carry. If we cannot cast them aside, all that will remain is our epitaph."
"Just like Si Chong."
After saying that, the First Sage pointed to the distance, where the Dao Ancestor was the only one who did not choose suicide after Zhu Liuxian and Dao Tianqi Sichong had committed suicide.
I just want to survive.
"See? That's what a smart person is like."
Chu Sheng's tone was utterly indifferent: "Who is willing to die? Who is willing to sacrifice? This is where people's hearts lie. People like Si Chong are ultimately just a minority."
"Once dead, they have no value."
"Only those who survive are the winners."
Upon hearing this, Shan Qiuhuo, though his face was grim, gritted his teeth and remained motionless. Just as Chu Sheng had said, he did not want to die.
When a person dies, all things are lost.
As the Dao Ancestor of "Nourishing Life", he would only try every means to survive. He could sacrifice Zhu Liuxian and others, but that was definitely not his style.
Seeing this, Lü Yang did not reprimand him, but instead nodded understandingly: "Senior, there is no need to take it to heart."
"This is only human nature."
Then, Lü Yang looked at Chu Sheng and nodded: "You're right."
Then—he gave a wicked smile: “Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t condemning you, I was just stating a fact.”
"That means your achievements to date are solely due to your being more despicable than others, not because you are stronger."
"So by the same logic, there's only one reason for your defeat—that is, you met me."
"I am even more despicable than you."
As soon as he finished speaking, an unimaginable and immense power erupted from Lü Yang's body, instantly sweeping across all time and space throughout history.
"The Book of a Hundred Generations—!!!" The magnificent power was like an invisible hand, erasing all tragedies, reawakening the earth, water, wind, and fire, and turning back time to a more distant past.
however--
"it's useless."
In the inverted world, only the First Saint remained unmoved, coldly observing the restarted world. His own transcendent nature prevented him from being affected by the restart.
Soon, the world reformed, and everything returned to the moment when the Lords of the Light Sea had just arrived in the ancient past. However, the power of the First Saint remained unchanged; he was still the supreme powerhouse who had gathered all nine levels of the Three Incarnations of the Other Shore. Therefore, he found Lü Yang again in an instant.
Then his expression changed.
Since the start of the war, the First Saint, who had always maintained absolute rationality and regarded all things as mere straw dogs, as if everything was under his control, was stunned for the first time.
He even looked puzzled.
what is that?
He was completely unable to understand what he was seeing, so much so that even in his state of "supreme detachment," he couldn't help but express his inappropriate confusion.
Under his gaze, Lü Yang, who had just reopened his gates, stood calmly. In his hand, the divine sword he had obtained from his master, Wei Xiong, still shone brightly—its power was not diminished in the slightest compared to before the reopening. No, that's not the important thing.
The important thing is—
"Why is it in your hands?"
Chu Sheng's eyes widened. According to the information he received from Taiyuan Immortal, the so-called reopening should only be a reopening, but Lü Yang...
It can even reopen with external objects attached?
What a joke!
In that instant, the First Saint seemed to finally realize something, and the seemingly predetermined only ending suddenly cracked, revealing an unusual variable.
"Are you stupid?"
Seeing Chu Sheng's bewildered expression, Lü Yang grinned: "You're too silly now. There are things that can make you even sillier. Take a good look around."
"Boom!"
The next second, a magnificent aura rose slowly in every corner of the ancient divine continent, flying towards Lü Yang with unwavering determination.
Then, it exploded!
In that instant, Chu Sheng saw many people: the reopened Zhu Liu Xian, Da Yun Lai, Shi Wei Xiong, Jiao Gui Ren, and even Shan Qiu Huo rushed over at top speed.
Everyone's face was filled with ecstasy.
Jiao Guiren, in particular, had an unbelievable fanaticism on his face. Before he even arrived, his voice rang out: "Get out of my way, all of you!"
"I am the true founder of the Daoist tradition of 'Making Friends with Noble People'!"
Then a figure silently appeared behind him, kicked him aside, and took the lead, arriving in front of Lü Yang.
"Great fortune is coming!!!"
Jiao Guiren's roar suddenly rose eight octaves.
Meanwhile, the Dao Ancestor of the [Yunxiu] sect, Da Yunlai, sneered: "What [Matching with Noble People]? That's something I've already mastered. You want to compete with the Ancestral Master?"
Before he could finish speaking...
"Boom!"
Under the incredulous gaze of the First Saint, the newly reborn Great Fortune did not hesitate for a moment before self-destructing on the spot!
It's worth noting that before the reopening, Da Yunlai never showed up in the end, choosing to survive like Shan Qiuhuo, rather than sacrificing himself to the blade.
But after it reopened, he actually rushed to the front!
why?
"What has changed?"
What did you do?
At this moment, Chu Sheng finally felt a great sense of crisis. After the great fortune arrived, Jiao Guiren finally arrived late, but he also self-destructed on the spot.
Then came the Immortal of the Flowing Stream, whose master was Xiong.
Finally, there was Shan Qiuhuo. This Dao Ancestor, who would rather run away than sacrifice himself before the restart, had an extremely complex expression at this moment, both joyful and resolute.
Immediately afterwards, he looked at the First Saint with resentment:
"Damn it, are you mocking me for not having the courage to die?"
"I'll die right now!"
Boom!
In an instant, another loud bang was heard. Shan Qiu Huo and Bu Chang Ming, one person and two Dao Ancestors, at this moment, the momentum of their self-destruction was even greater than that of Zhu Liu Xian and the others.
They're all dead!
The profound power they unleashed after their self-destruction was not wasted at all; it was all added to the divine blade in Lü Yang's hand, causing the blade's aura to surge dramatically!
However, this is not the end.
Soon, streaks of light flew in again. This time it was the World Honored One, Angxiao, Daotianqi, and Sichong. They were equally resolute.
"Boom!"
In the third round, he once again chose to self-destruct without hesitation, and the exploding flames of his primordial spirit became the most brilliant and eye-catching fireworks on the dome.
Upon witnessing this scene, Chu Sheng felt a strong sense of contradiction and disbelief.
What exactly is going on?
Why did he commit suicide? Because of that divine sword?
But why should we trust Lü Yang?
Why would you willingly sacrifice yourselves? You should have been scheming against each other, even secretly contacting me after seeing Lü Yang fall into a disadvantageous position, and turning to me for help.
How could this be?
That's not how people are!
The next second, the novice saint finally came to his senses from the chaos, pieced together everything that had happened, and then keenly noticed the reason that had brought it all to fruition:
"You remember!"
He raised his head, looked around, and said in a deep voice, "You all remember, just like me, what happened before the reopening? How is that possible?"
Nothing is impossible.
Holding the divine blade, Lü Yang felt the immense power accumulating within it, and his own aura suddenly surged, breaking through another layer of realm constraints.
The Other Shore: The Eighth Floor!
"This is the Outer Heaven, which is essentially [absolutely real]. Anything that has happened is absolutely real, and it will not change even if it is reopened."
Indeed, everything in this world, whether it be the Sea of Light or the present-day Divine Land, is within the control of a Divine Transformation God. However, a Divine Transformation God transcends all phenomena and existence, existing like a grand backdrop without interfering. Under the influence of his thoughts, the absolute reality of the Outer Heaven remains unchanged.
Having said that, Lü Yang raised his divine sword high.
As he moved, more figures appeared, such as the Dao Ancestor Zhi Tianming, who had also undergone three qualitative changes and was the first to die.
Another example is Zhen Qulu, who later died.
After all the Dao Ancestors who were willing to sacrifice themselves committed suicide, Lü Yang did not hesitate at all, and the great power to reshape all time and space once again erupted from his body.
"The Book of a Hundred Generations—!!!"
The game was restarted, and everything started anew. Thus, a new round began, with the Dao Ancestors who had sacrificed themselves before rushing to the scene with even greater fervor.
This time, even some new Dao Ancestors have appeared.
For example, Shi Quanxian, the founder of the [Merit and Virtue] Dao, and Yu Huanjun, the founder of the [God Worship] Dao, who were killed by Shi Weixiong.
For example, like Shan Qiu Huo, who chose to survive by reading Dao Zu Danqingjian.
Even the founders of the two sects, now starting over, sighed deeply, then looked at Lü Yang with a hint of relief:
"It is all because of our selfishness and our faults."
Fortunately, there is still a chance to start over.
As soon as he finished speaking, the founders of the Ming and Xiang sects didn't even look at the First Saint again. They decisively took their own lives, and all their profound and great power merged into Lü Yang's divine sword.
First, fate; second, luck; third, feng shui; fourth, cultivating virtue; fifth, studying; sixth, name; seventh, appearance; eighth, respecting the gods; ninth, associating with noble people; tenth, maintaining health. All the Taoist patriarchs are gathered here at this moment!
Seeing this, Lü Yang exclaimed with deep emotion, "You see? This is the power of the human heart!"
First Saint: "."
"fart!"
With just two simple words, Chu Sheng calmly commented on Lü Yang's remarks: "What kind of human nature is this? This is not human nature at all!"
Because of the possibility of restarting and reviving, everyone is willing to sacrifice themselves.
Because restarting can bring back the divine sword, the ritual from Master Weixiong can be continuously stacked, becoming more and more powerful with each restart!
Because of the absolute truthfulness of the Outer Heaven, everyone remembers what happened, eliminating the need for renewed communication and trust.
what is this?
The sage didn't see people's hearts; he only saw a lot of cheat codes and background information!
He doesn't agree!
The next instant, the First Saint reached out his hand to the [Divine Destiny Book], intending to immediately draw upon the power of the Great Dao Seed to complete the final step of becoming a Deity.
However, at that moment...
"The Book of a Hundred Generations—!!!"
Everything is vanity; let us begin anew.
At the same time, the power of the Great Dao Seed that had just been extracted by the First Saint returned to the [Divine Destiny Book] the next second as the opening was completed!
"Admittedly, as the key to Nascent Soul, the Seed of the Great Dao is also unique, but so what? The [Divine Destiny Book], which was also unique back then, returned to the [Grandmaster] after it was reopened. Don't worry, as long as I'm here, don't even dream about the Seed of the Great Dao."
The wicked smile on Lü Yang's face grew even more intense.
On the other side, the First Saint could only watch as the immense power flowed away from his fingertips, flowing back uncontrollably even though he had it in his hand.
—Then silence.
"Yes, yes, that's the expression! That's exactly the expression I wanted to see!"
Lü Yang burst into laughter:
"Just watch me grow stronger and stronger, and enjoy the feeling of having the opportunity to become a Nascent Soul cultivator right in front of you, but being able to look but not touch it!"
At the same time, the First Saint finally understood everything:
"This is a trap."
"A trap made specifically for me."
"Now you understand?" Lü Yang rolled up his sleeves: "Too bad, too late! I won't give you any chances. I'm going to cut you down head-on!"
(End of this chapter)