Radiant spirit interwoven light, glowing brightly upwards, is called [Heavenly Fire].
Once this fire appears, it possesses the illumination of the beautiful sky, becoming the sun, and also the brightness of the Trigram Li sea, becoming the moon. Passing through the heavenly gate and walking upon the land, whatever the sun and moon shine upon are all subordinates and subjects.
Therefore, the moment this speck of heavenly light broke through the clouds and submerged Emperor Cang's figure, all the profound wonders around him, including the endless talismans transformed from the Immortal Kingdom Dao Laws, were like blown-out candles, extinguishing one by one and vanishing into formlessness. For a time, only this single brilliance remained between heaven and earth.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Pan Huang was seen walking over from the direction of Jiangxi, while Bu Tianque stood upon the Heaven-Connecting Cloud Sea. The gazes of the two Heaven Treading stage Great Perfected Lords fell upon the center of the heavenly light.
"Splash..."
Like the ebb and flow of a tide, the heavenly light gradually receded, finally revealing the scene within. However, it was Emperor Cang, his true body already shattered and his face full of disbelief.
His entire body's strength whistled within him, and Great Dao talismans continuously surfaced on his true body, as if he were desperately urging the Immortal Kingdom Dao Laws, yet he was unable to move even a single half-step. It was as if a massive mountain was pressing down on his head, forcing him to only kneel on the ground. The more he struggled, the more severe the shattering of his true body became.
"Rumble!"
Finally, the stature and spiritual power of the Heaven Treading stage allowed him to break through a sliver of the obstruction. Profound wonder manifested, finally allowing people to clearly see the profound wonder pressing down on him.
It was three words.
[Wait for Execution]
Each word weighed as heavily as Mount Tai, pressing down just above Emperor Cang's head, forcing him to bow. He could only lower his neck, his divine sense within the sea of consciousness seething with hatred to the brink of madness.
However, no matter what his state of mind was at this moment, no matter how much disbelief and unwillingness he possessed, he couldn't even see the face of the person before him. Exhausting his eyesight, he could only see a pair of boots, as well as that indifferent profound voice that seemed to fall from the sky: "Fellow Daoist, if you still don't save him, I'm going to deliver the killing blow."
—It wasn't spoken to him.
It wasn't until this moment that Emperor Cang realized, the person before him hadn't placed him in his eyes; suppressing him seemed to be merely a casual, minor matter.
Humiliation, anger... vanished in a flash.
Emperor Cang rapidly regained his composure, no longer caring about any dignity or honor. Unable to transmit his voice via divine sense, he simply opened his mouth to vocalize, shouting desperately with all his might—
"Heavenly Lord, save me!"
He didn't want to die.
He had finally received elevation, possessing Heaven Treading stage cultivation, with the Dao Lord realm in sight. He still had immense wild ambitions to realize; how could he die here.
'The Heavenly Lord will save me.'
'He and this person are mortal enemies. Having one more helper means one more point of a chance at victory for him. If I die just like this, he himself will also be a single log unable to support the building!'
Numerous thoughts flashed rapidly through Emperor Cang's mind as he waited full of anticipation. However, as time passed, although the thunder on the horizon kept rolling and rumbling, it never once struck down. Such an unexpected turn of events instantly poured like a basin of cold water over Emperor Cang's head, breeding panic in his heart.
'How could this be? Why isn't he saving me!'
After the panic came an immense sense of crisis. Without the slightest hesitation, Emperor Cang hurriedly spoke: "Wait, wait a minute! Fellow Daoist, I can also assist you..."
His voice stopped abruptly.
In Emperor Cang's eyes, the boots he had exhausted his eyesight to see were slightly raised and forcefully stepped on his head, which hung downwards and could not be lifted.
And three feet above his head, the profound wonder of the [Inscribing Heavenly Chapters] also changed.
[Wait for Execution] dissipated.
[Execute]!
Instantly, Emperor Cang's true body violently disintegrated, transforming into three incarnations, which subsequently continued to shatter. Dazzling blood light shot up into the sky, reflecting in the sea of clouds.
Blood qi filled the sky, crimson light like fire. The fall of a Heaven Treading stage Great Perfected Lord became the most moving color in the false history so far. Coupled with Emperor Cang's special identity, the karma was immense. Dying prematurely at this moment, the manifested concept even left a trace in the chaotic long river of the false history.
'Consider it being willful for once.'
Lu Yang calmly withdrew his foot. Indeed, his goal in coming to the false history this time was to offer imperial submission, not to kill people. However, Emperor Cang was not included in this.
He could have spared this person.
After all, with his cultivation, if successfully integrated, he would be of no small help to the Investiture of the Gods Method. And with the restrictions of the Investiture of the Gods Method, he wouldn't need to worry about him backstabbing.
But he just didn't want to spare him.
"Fortunately, the current me also has some capital to be willful." Lu Yang raised his head and looked at the thundercloud in the firmament, his gaze focusing slightly.
Within the clouds, the agitated thunder finally stopped at this moment, no longer making a sound, incomparably tranquil. Replacing it was a figure standing with hands clasped behind the back. Following his appearance, Lu Yang immediately felt an indescribable, extremely heavy sense of oppression fall upon his body.
'I see.'
Realization dawned in Lu Yang's heart:
'Emperor Cang was merely a tool person used to stall for time. It needed a period of time to accumulate mighty power, so that's why it sat by and watched Emperor Cang be killed by me just now.'
Right at this moment, the first-generation Pill Cauldron Peak Master, currently suppressed in his palm, suddenly began to struggle violently. His surging divine sense was filled with shock. And on the other side, looking at that figure standing within the clouds, Bu Tianque also similarly widened his eyes, immediately unable to hold back a cry of alarm:
"Eldest Senior Brother!?"
Between his words, there was actually ecstasy and sourness.
Such emotions were extremely rare for Bu Tianque and the first-generation Pill Cauldron Peak Master. In the present world, very few people could make them lose their composure to such an extent.
But soon, Bu Tianque calmed down:
"No, it's impossible for it to be Eldest Senior Brother. It's the residual traces and lingering shadow extracted by the Heavenly Lord... Damn it, he actually dares to do this, how dare he do this!"
Meanwhile, the Great Sword Ancestor also somewhat lost his composure.
"First-generation Myriad Treasure Peak Master?"
On Jiangnan's Extreme Heaven Cliff, the water in the teacup before the Great Sword Ancestor rippled, just like his state of mind: "Impossible, that person didn't leave any traces..."
Those with a Primordial Spirit leave no traces in heaven and earth.
Even for a cultivator like him, who could only briefly condense a Primordial Spirit, the Heavenly Lord was also unable to arbitrarily use his traces without his consent.
Let alone a true Primordial Spirit?
In other words:
'This isn't some lingering shadow.'
Lu Yang shook his head, warning bells blaring loudly in his heart: 'The World Honored One... this shameless fellow borrowed the Heavenly Lord's hands, in a true sense personally coming down to smurf!'
Up to now, Lu Yang had seen the World Honored One come down to smurf many times.
However, in most cases, it wasn't actually the World Honored One personally making a move, but the Five Direction Tathagatas within the [Vajradhatu], coming down under the guise of the World Honored One's mighty power.
Besides that, when the World Honored One came down to smurf, it was also with the honored status of a Dao Lord. It was a complete dimensional reduction strike, giving the weak no room to counter-kill at all.
But this time was different. Although the World Honored One was still coming down with his true body, due to the numerous restrictions of the false history, he could only borrow the Heavenly Lord's power.
At most, it was only the Heaven Treading stage, not even Golden Core Great Perfection. In a sense, this was even the World Honored One's fairest time smurfing.
'Which is to say... he can be fought!'
'There is hope of winning!'
At this thought, a fierce glint abruptly surfaced in the depths of Lu Yang's eyes: 'Perfect timing, I'll just use the World Honored One as a standard to see my future performance against the Primordial Saint.'
Back then, the Primordial Saint was able to kill the World Honored One, who was at the same realm, within a hundred moves.
I, Lu Yang, with no time limit and not seeking to kill, will defeat the World Honored One while at the same realm.
It won't be a problem!