At this moment, the usually pitch-black and profound Dark Void was completely illuminated. Amidst the monstrous golden dazzling light, a majestic figure was slowly stepping out.
This person was eight feet tall, wearing Dao robes and waving cloud sleeves. His waist-length hair was tied behind his head with a golden ribbon. When first seen, he seemed diminutive and distant. But as he paced forward, this sense of diminutiveness surprisingly faded bit by bit. That transcendent temperament, detached from the mundane world, also gradually vanished into nothingness.
It was as if an immortal had descended to the mortal realm.
After the distant and diminutive temperament disappeared, an aura that towered above all living beings rapidly radiated out. The myriad things of heaven and earth lost their brilliance at this moment.
Before him, even Dao Lords seemed to pale in comparison.
Merely looking directly at his figure involuntarily caused people to feel a sense of tremor in their souls, as if what they saw was not a mortal in the secular world.
But an "Immortal"!
This sense of impact was almost inconceivable to the current Lu Yang. After all, having reached this point, he was no longer what he used to be; he was no longer the ant of the past.
Coupled with the collapse of [Paramita], the formerly lofty Dao Lords had fallen to Golden Core Great Perfection. Even if there were differences in strength, they essentially stood on the same level as him. Thanks to this, Dao Lords were no longer secretive to him. He could clearly see that the so-called Dao Lords were actually still humans.
Joy, anger, sorrow, joy, grief, fear, worry, alarm.
The seven emotions and six desires, they had them all, and they were even far stronger than ordinary people. After all, seeking longevity and pursuing the Dao Path itself was the most extravagant and covetous thing in the world.
However, the person before him was different.
Lu Yang had never seen a legendary Deity Transformation cultivator, nor did he know how strong one was. Yet at this moment, he almost couldn't suppress the emotion in his heart.
If there truly was an Upper Realm of Deity Transformation in this world, if there truly was such an "Immortal", then it could only possibly be this person standing before him.
Just one man—without even seeming to execute any divine abilities—stood there, and by his mere presence, eclipsed the radiance of seven Dao Lords.
At this moment, all shared the same realm of Golden Core Great Perfection—there should have been no distinction between them. And yet, he shone like the blazing sun at its zenith, while the Dao Lords dimmed into retreating stars.
"Ugh!"
Within the sea of light, the Heaven-Treading Great Perfected Lords beheld the same scene. The instant they gazed upon the Primordial Saint, blood tears welled in their eyes and streamed down unbidden.
Unbearable to look at directly!
This was a mighty power that should only be possessed by someone residing above [Paramita]. Yet now that [Paramita] had collapsed, the Primordial Saint still retained a portion of its characteristics!
"Taiyitian..."
For a time, the Dao Lords who had originally made the decision to besiege and kill him even fell into hesitation. After all, the might the Primordial Saint displayed was too massive.
Completely unlike a human.
"The appearance of a heavenly being, the honored name of Primordial Beginning... What good methods!"
Right at this moment, Cang Hao spoke again. This Dao Lord, who was usually the most low-key, was full of presence at this moment. The gaze he cast at the Primordial Saint was full of apprehension:
"It seems you didn't just obtain the core inheritance of the [School of Names], but also the [School of Forms]. You didn't just change your name, you even changed your appearance along with it... Everyone, what are you waiting for? Attack! Otherwise, the longer we delay, the more troublesome things will become. Since he has revealed himself, don't even think about him going back!"
Cang Hao's voice broke the tranquility.
"Rumble!"
Instantly, the boundless light and color stretched out in the Dark Void. Golden talismanic characters as large as stars leaped out one after another, jointly constructing a heaven-reaching Great Dao.
[Fortune]!
The profound wonder that had once sealed the Heaven Execution Sword, sealed the Five Elements Dao Fruits, and almost sealed Lu Yang as well, reappeared, aiming to banish the Primordial Saint into solitary extinction as well.
Almost simultaneously, the Sword Lord also drew her sword.
"Clang—!"
The long river of destiny resurfaced, still the combination of [Fortune] and [Destiny]. The former weakened the Primordial Saint, while the latter dragged him into an ordained death.
In a daze, everyone saw the splashing waves within the long river of destiny, seemingly declaring the Primordial Saint's destiny trajectory from his birth up to the present. And under the condition of his Fortune being weakened, this originally unshakeable trajectory astonishingly revealed a flaw, which was severed by a streak of sword light.
[Destiny]!
The sword light severed the Primordial Saint's past destiny trajectory, subsequently affecting the present Primordial Saint. However, the Primordial Saint didn't care in the slightest, instead chuckling lightly and shaking his head.
Facing this joint attack, he didn't waver in the slightest.
He allowed the sword light to sever his own destiny trajectory, and the text to weaken and seal the profound wonders of his stature. Yet he remained perfectly intact, even surpassing his previous state!
"What a pity."
The Primordial Saint's tone was indifferent, his voice cold:
"[Inevitable Fate] is governed by me. Because of this, Fellow Daoists are forever missing the most crucial layer of transformation, making it hard to achieve perfection. Meeting me can also be considered Fellow Daoists' sorrow."
The departed are like this river.
Time had passed and allowed no alteration, just like [Inevitable Fate]. The Primordial Saint was completely unaffected. His gaze was full of chill as it landed straight upon the World Honored One.
"Wan Bao..."
A faint sigh.
Unlike his angry roar before appearing, the Primordial Saint didn't deny that he had indeed lost his composure in that instant just now. It was simply because the World Honored One had once again exceeded his expectations.
Self-destructing one's Dao Path, seeking another path.
For a Dao Lord, who has such courage? Even knowing the current Dao Path is rugged and difficult, full of obstacles, who would be willing to give up everything?
The World Honored One did it.
In the next second, the Primordial Saint walked towards the direction of the sea of light. However, before that, two figures blocked him, simultaneously erupting with their auras.
Lu Yang and Dao Tianqi!
"Rumble!"
Lu Yang went all out. Amplified by the sea of light, the fist of the source flow of myriad Daos struck out fiercely. Simultaneously, Dao Tianqi also formed a hand seal, manifesting the scene of the Netherworld behind him.
The former used force to break technique, possessing massive volume. The latter inverted stature, bringing down realms. Both acted upon the Primordial Saint simultaneously. Coupled with the suppression from the Sword Lord and Cang Hao, it finally slowed the Primordial Saint's footsteps, until a clear, profound, and hazy halo abruptly surfaced behind his head.
"Truly guarding the Primordial Oneness, perfectly peaceful with a complete life and destiny. Virtue thrives while preserving the void and stillness, constant faith in the source of the Dao..."
Seeing this scene, a trace of gloom instantly surfaced in the Sword Lord's eyes: "As expected, his life and destiny have reached perfection, identical to Sisui back then!"
In the next instant, the Primordial Saint made a move.
Almost simultaneously, Lu Yang only felt his scalp go numb. Alarm bells rang wildly in his heart, and an intense sense of crisis erupted. Time seemed to stop in its tracks at this moment.
'It's me! He wants to kill me!'
In a flash of lightning, Lu Yang's gaze trembled. He watched the Primordial Saint, robes fluttering like a banished immortal descending to the mortal realm, treating the heavy obstructions as nothing, pointing a finger towards him.
Evidently, although he had just appeared in the world, the Primordial Saint had already seen through many things.
Among the many Dao Lords present, he was familiar with all of them. Even Dao Tianqi, he had absolute certainty of handling. Only Lu Yang was an unexpected variable to him.
Deserves to be killed!
"Bang!"
The fist of the source flow of myriad Daos, which had previously injured Dou Xuan, shattered instantly. It also caused the Primordial Saint's movements to pause slightly, but ultimately couldn't stop the pointing finger.
Lu Yang had no doubt that if he was truly hit by this finger, his soul would definitely scatter, and his Primordial Spirit would be extinguished in solitary silence. This was the Primordial Saint's first strike, and also his fiercest. If he couldn't block this finger and was killed just like that, the so-called Dao Lords joining forces would immediately shatter.
At this moment, Lu Yang seemed to return to the past.
Once upon a time, he stood in place just like now, while the Primordial Saint, residing high upon [Paramita], condensed spiritual qi across space, and turned him into flying ash with a single point of his finger.
Now, times have changed.
Even [Paramita] is gone, and you actually still want to poke me to death with one finger?
Wishful thinking!
The lantern-slide-like memories instantly dissipated. Lu Yang's sea of consciousness burst with bright light, his Primordial Spirit surfacing. Facing this finger from the Primordial Saint, he astonishingly launched a fierce counterattack!