[The Mortal World].
Lu Yang retracted his gaze and let out a long breath. A realization abruptly arose in his heart. He raised his head and looked towards the heights of the heavenly dome: Everything is ready; all we lack is the crucial turn of fortune remained....
All the various factions had been arranged.
If one had to say there was any omission, it was the Netherworld. Unfortunately, the Dao Lords over at the Netherworld strictly guarded every level, and the screening was severe. There was simply no way to sneak in.
Forget it, matters of the world can rarely be perfect.
Anyway, with Dao Tianqi's volume , even if I do nothing, as long as he successfully awakens, he will inevitably draw away a considerable portion of the Primordial Saint's energy.
If he really let him participate in the plan, things might even go wrong.
Thinking of this, Lu Yang no longer agonized over communicating with Dao Tianqi. In the time that followed, he patiently recuperated, striving to adjust his state to its peak.
Time flew by, and the years shuttled past.
On this day, Lu Yang woke up from his secluded cultivation. Following that, he opened the panel and, through the [Off-Stage Observer] , looked at Mu Changsheng. Brimming colorful light surfaced in the depths of his eyes.
Almost simultaneously, within the overseas Immortal Alliance , Mu Changsheng also opened his eyes, breaking away from his deep meditation state. He slowly walked out of the secret room where he was cultivating in seclusion. And during this process, the world around him was also twisting. Karma from the past was being modified, and time turned around and flowed backward beside him.
He once again returned to the day he conversed with the World Honored One.
Everything experienced since then seemed like an illusion. This conversation had never ended from beginning to end. The golden-robed monk pressed his palms together, looking over with a smile just like this.
"Fellow Daoist, it is time."
The one-year period had arrived.
Lu Yang immediately understood implicitly. This was to pick him up and head to the false history. It seemed the Dao Lords of the various factions had all made their preparations and smoothly reached a consensus.
The next second, the monk was seen saying softly: "With what kind of posture does Fellow Daoist plan to enter the false history?"
"...I can still choose?" Lu Yang, having taken over Mu Changsheng, said somewhat surprised.
"Of course you can."
The monk couldn't help but smile: "Two methods. If you enter in your peak state, the karmic display will be relatively abnormal, and it will be very easy for Dao Lords to discover clues."
"If you choose to completely integrate into the false history, discarding all your cultivation base and only choosing a set of roots, then it will be much more concealed and also very difficult for Dao Lords to detect."
Upon hearing this, Lu Yang raised an eyebrow slightly, keenly noticing the crux. After pondering for a moment, he didn't play dumb either, asking directly: "Are the Dao Lords unable to constantly monitor the false history? Since the Lord can personally send me into the false history, do you still have no way to grasp and control my movements?"
Hearing this, the monk shook his head:
"The closer to the current point in time, the stronger the Dao Lords' control. The closer to one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years ago, the blurrier the things we see."
As soon as these words came out, Lu Yang instantly realized.
Because of Sisui.
He is trapped in the false history, yet he has never stopped his actions to break open the cage. The closer to the point in time he was sealed, the easier it is for the mighty power of the Dao Lords to be affected!
This was indeed an unexpected pleasant surprise.
If the World Honored One's words were true, his movements in the false history could be even bolder.
Despite this, on the surface, Lu Yang still manipulated Mu Changsheng to reveal a look of worry: "In that case, if I encounter danger..."
The monk shook his head: "You can only rely on yourself."
"That is why I had Lingxiao coordinate with you. After you enter the false history, it is best to seek him out immediately and hand over all matters for him to handle."
"...I understand."
Only then did Lu Yang sigh, and then continued: "Then I choose the second method. I will give up my cultivation base, choose a different set of roots, and completely integrate into the false history."
Hearing these words, the monk instantly frowned.
He had said so much just now exactly because he wanted Lu Yang to choose the first method, so that he could look after him. Yet he didn't expect Lu Yang to still choose the second method.
However, he quickly relaxed his brows:
"Beast Taming's requirement?"
Lu Yang nodded: "Senior is perceptive."
"Then forget it."
The monk shook his head. Had it been anyone else, he definitely would have forcefully arranged it. However, this was Beast Taming's first time placing a chess piece, and it was truly not good for him to overstep his bounds and meddle in others' affairs.
Moreover, he had already obtained that peculiar divine ability method that resonated with the [Heavenly Dao] and transferred it to Lingxiao. The task of spreading it could be completely handed over to Lingxiao to take charge of. If "Mu Changsheng" truly had any other targets here, he could coincidentally let Lingxiao draw the attention.
Thinking of this, the monk no longer insisted.
"Is there anything else you want to say?"
Lu Yang shook his head: "Nothing else."
"Then let's go."
As his words fell, Lu Yang's line of sight, which had landed on Mu Changsheng, instantly spun. The blazing white karmic light instantly submerged his entire field of vision.
He truly acts with the speed of wind and the ferocity of lightning. It's starting.
Lu Yang raised his head. As the blazing white karmic light grew increasingly bright, his body also gradually drifted away, arriving at a gloomy cosmic boundary.
[Great Karmic Net].
In the empty cosmos, innumerable nets spread outward endlessly, jointly constructing the history of the Light Sea, resembling a surging long river.
However, on the other side of the nets, like two sides of a mirror, there was another dim Great Karmic Net, quietly hovering in the cosmos. If the former was a straight line, then the latter was a ray, with one end locked at one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years ago.
It was exactly the current false history!
So that's how it is.
The method the World Honored One used to send Lingxiao and me to the false history to modify it is, in essence, actually still altering causes and shifting effects, only without many of the restrictions.
Because the false history did not involve the mortal world.
Because altering causes and shifting effects easily affected reality, it was heavily restricted in the mortal world. But the false history didn't have that much trouble; it could be altered in any way.
However, this is still a massive commotion!
Lu Yang's line of sight gradually drifted up. In a trance, he seemed to see the silhouette of a towering seven-story high mountain surface above the pitch-black cosmos.
[Paramita]!
Very clearly, the agitation of mighty power from the Dao Lords had once again caused the highest point of the Light Sea to reveal its true form. The wills of the Dao Lords collided within the Dark Void.
The Sword Lord , Cang Hao.
Spiritual Power Dao Lord , Dao Arts Dao Lord.
Plus the World Honored One. Except for the Primordial Saint, all the Dao Lords had made their move. Everyone had reached an indescribable, unseen tacit understanding.
The Dao Arts Dao Lord and the Spiritual Power Dao Lord were the first to make a move, posing as if they were going to rescue Sisui. And the Sword Lord , Cang Hao , and the World Honored One also immediately moved to block them. It was reasonable and logical. The mighty power of the five Dao Lords set off monstrous, giant waves in the long river transformed by the false history. Amidst the spray, three streaks of flowing light successively flew out.
Lu Yang saw it clearly.
One of them was sent into the false history by the Dao Arts Dao Lord. Its aura was vast and mighty, and its stature was extraordinarily high. Unsurprisingly, it should be that head disciple of the Dao Arts Dao Lord.
Another one was Lingxiao.
The last one was Mu Changsheng.
And utilizing Mu Changsheng's perspective, Lu Yang looked up and gazed far into the distance, finally seeing that figure residing high above the [Paramita], looking down at the Light Sea.
As tiny as ever.
Not speaking a word, observing coldly from the sidelines.
And then—it locked onto him.
"Fellow Daoist, I have waited for you for a long time."
(Author's Note: End of chapter)