Chapter 271: No Way to Avoid!
What kind of damned place is this, damned place, damned place!
At this moment, LĂŒ Yang had only this single thought left in his mind.
To be honest, just now, for a moment, he had almost activated the ăBook of a Hundred Lifetimesă by self-detonating.
âIt is definitely ăAng Xiaoă!â
âAlthough I used a clone, I did not split my divine sense, but instead entered with my consciousness, yet in the end, it was used as a medium to influence my true body!â
LĂŒ Yangâs expression turned bitter.
He had not split his divine sense to enter the clone.
His original intention was to prevent the clone from being controlled by others, eventually developing its own consciousness and betraying the true body.
That was why he had used his own consciousness to control the clone.
Yet in the end, his guard had failed, and he had been remotely influenced by a True Lord!
Moreover, it was better when he was still confused.
Once he became clear-headed, it was even more terrifying.
Everything that had happened earlier seemed like a dream.
Many of his decisions and words felt like they had been shrouded in a layer of confusion.
It even made LĂŒ Yang afraid to recall them too much.
âI must have gone mad!â
âI actually thought before that by coming overseas, as long as I could find the Heavenly Gang and Earth Fiend, and break through to the peak of the mid-stage, I could even fight a Great True Lord.â
Was that really me?
âForget about whether I could win or not, even if I could, why would I fight? Wouldnât it be easier to use the power of a Great True Lord to bully those in the early and mid Foundation Establishment stage?â
The more LĂŒ Yang thought about it, the more his scalp tingled.
However, very soon, an even greater doubt surfaced in his heart: âWhy me? I am just a mid Foundation Establishment cultivator. What virtue or capability do I have to be schemed against like this?â
Those involved are confused, while bystanders are clear.
Once LĂŒ Yang finally jumped out of the influence of the Knowledge Barrier, he immediately understood ăAng Xiaoă's intention.
He wanted LĂŒ Yang to search for the Magnetic Divine Mountain!
âLuckily⊠luckily!â
LĂŒ Yang looked at the magical sword in his hand.
Recalling the decision he had made earlier to âfirst increase his strengthâ, his eyes showed a trace of relief.
Fortunately, his nature was hard to change.
Even under the influence of the True Lord, he had still firmly held onto the idea of âplaying it safeâ.
First, seeking Suo Huan to refine a spiritual treasure, which by a lucky mistake, had actually allowed him to regain his clarity.
âNo⊠it might not have been just a lucky mistake.â
âWould a True Lord really allow such a variable to occur?â
LĂŒ Yang turned his head and looked at Suo Huan beside him, and asked in a low voice, âDaoist friend, tell me honestly, do you truly have full confidence in refining this spiritual treasure?â
Upon hearing this, Suo Huan also looked over, but only gave a bitter smile: âFull confidence? If it were an ordinary spiritual treasure, that would be fine. But you brought out so many spiritual treasuresâhow could I possibly melt them all with just my skills alone? Unless a True Lord intervenes! If I really want to refine it, at least ninety percent depends on heavenâs will.â
Suo Huanâs voice grew softer and softer.
LĂŒ Yang also looked at the magical sword in his hand, but he only felt as if he was holding a piece of burning charcoal, unbearably hot.
For a moment, he did not know whether to keep holding it or to throw it away.
Without the intervention of a True Lord, the success of the refinement depended entirely on heavenâs will.
And yet it had actually succeeded?
Who would believe there had been no True Lordâs hand behind it?
But if it was ăAng Xiaoă, why go through all this trouble to wake the two of them from the confusion?
Could it beâŠ
ââŠis there another True Lord?â
âCould it be that what Suo Huan and I experienced was actually just the result of True Lords fighting each other?â
LĂŒ Yang rubbed his temples.
For the first time, he experienced the feeling of having no backing from a True Lord.
Everything was like looking at flowers through mist, being sold off and still helping count the money!
If this had happened before Cleansing Snow True Lord entered seclusion, how could he have ended up like this?
âSenior Brother? Senior?â
At this moment, Chongming looked at LĂŒ Yang with a confused expression, then turned to look at Suo Huan: âWerenât you two still in a hurry to go to the Magnetic Divine Mountainââ
âBang!â
Before Chongming could finish his sentence, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
Suo Huan, however, remained calm and said, âCould you trouble Daoist friend to shine that sword light on him as well?â
LĂŒ Yang shook his head and replied, âI already did. Itâs useless.
The sword lightâs mystery is indeed remarkable, but his cultivation is too low.
Although he was only affected through me, the influence on him is even deeper than on me.
Unless⊠that person willingly withdraws the divine ability, or a True Lord lends a hand, he probably wonât wake up.â
After speaking, the two fell silent.
LĂŒ Yang instinctively tried to divine by pinching his fingers, but then gave up.
This was obviously a scheme set by a True Lord.
What was there for him to calculate?
He might even be misled further.
âCan I choose not to go, and return to the Sky-reaching Sea of Clouds?â
LĂŒ Yangâs first thought was to flee.
But very soon, a chilling realization struck his heart: he had managed to leave the Primordial Saint Sect smoothly!
LĂŒ Yang did not believe that the fact he had been influenced by ăAng Xiaoă had gone unnoticed by the True Lords.
Yet he had been allowed to leave the Sky-reaching Sea of Clouds without any obstacles, so naturally, so smoothly.
He hadnât thought much of it at the time, but now the more he thought about it, the more terrifying it seemed.
Did this indirectly reveal the Primordial Saint Sectâs attitude?
âHave I been abandoned?â
This was not surprising.
After all, in most peopleâs eyes, he was just a True Person whose Dao path had been severed.
No matter how brilliant he had been, it was useless.
He was not indispensable.
âIf there is something more important, itâs only natural to abandon me.â
âBut what is this matter?
And what kind of role do they want me to play in it?
What kind of effect does the True Lord behind the scenes want me to produce?â
Thinking of this, LĂŒ Yang suddenly turned his head.
Almost at the same time, Suo Huan also glanced at him, then revealed a bitter smile.
Clearly, his thoughts had not lagged behind LĂŒ Yangâs.
âJust like back then in the ăTen Thousand Weapons Worldă, I was merely incidental.
Suo Huan was the true target!â
âăAng Xiaoăâs real target was him, using me to push Suo Huan to seek that Magnetic Divine Mountain?
Impossible, the Heavenly Gang and Earth Fiend were useless to him.â
Under the illumination of the sword light, LĂŒ Yangâs thoughts became even clearer, turning as quickly as lightning.
The next second, he suddenly lowered his head and looked at the magical sword in his hand.
âThe reason this spiritual sword could be refined was because a True Lord had secretly intervened.
And precisely because of it, Suo Huan and I were able to wake up from the confusion.â
âThatâs it! This is my true purpose!â
âMy role is to help Suo Huan regain his clarity!â
In an instant, LĂŒ Yangâs face finally showed a look of sudden realization:
âI was wrong! Completely wrong!
The mastermind behind this is actually not ăAng Xiaoă!â
Until just now, LĂŒ Yang had thought that ăAng Xiaoă had hooked their fates, dragging him and Suo Huan into this game, and then a mysterious True Lord had stepped in to save them.
However, the truth might be the exact opposite.
ăAng Xiaoă was actually the one who had come to save them!
âSuo Huan was the one deeply trapped in the scheme without realizing it.
Ang Xiao used my hand to pull him out, refining this magical sword to wake him up!â
That made much more sense!
As this realization dawned, LĂŒ Yangâs expression grew even more bitter:
âIf thatâs really the case⊠then this means they want me and Suo Huan to move forward together!â
After all, both of them had relied on the swordâs mystery to regain their clarity.
Once they separated, although LĂŒ Yang himself did not care, Suo Huan would inevitably fall back into confusion.
Under such circumstances, how could ăAng Xiaoă possibly allow him to leave?
âIf Iâm not mistaken, I must have already provoked a powerful enemyâŠ
Thatâs right, the Four Seas Sect!
Because I killed the Dragon King Sui Ying!
Originally, the Heaven-Seeking Instrument had concealed the karmic ties, and no one should have been able to calculate it.
But now, who knows?â
âIf the karmic ties have really been calculated by the Four Seas Sect, and I am now overseas, Iâm afraid only Suo Huan can protect me.
If I leave him, I will surely die at the hands of the dragon clan!â
What karmic mysteries?
It was clearly another form of True Lordâs chess match!
Thinking of this, LĂŒ Yang couldnât help but look at Suo Huan.
âSenior⊠what exactly have you done?â
As the words fell, Suo Huan also glanced at him and bitterly smiled:
âSeeking a way to survive.
Unfortunately⊠it seems that someone wonât even allow me that single path of survival.â
âIt seems I have implicated you, Daoist friend.â
âDonât mention it.â
Whatâs done is done.
LĂŒ Yang naturally wouldnât complain any further.
After all, regardless of everything, they were now clearly like grasshoppers tied to the same rope!