Daoist Lu Ya

Daoist Lu Ya looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"Invite?"

"A Saint has come here in person, only to invite a Poor Daoist?"

Yuanshi Tianzun said:

"This is the Investiture Calamity. The disciples of the Three Teachings are all caught in it. Though you are not part of the Three Teachings, you still dwell in the Primordial World and cannot stand apart from it."

Daoist Lu Ya raised his head and glanced at the stone stele.

"Not among the Three Teachings, nor in the Land of Ultimate Bliss."

"Not governed by the Human King, nor subject to the Underworld."

"I have already written it clearly. Why has the Saint come to ask?"

Yuanshi Tianzun's expression finally darkened.

"Lu Ya, don't think that a few unorthodox techniques give you the right to act insolently before a Poor Daoist."

The surrounding clouds and mist suddenly froze.

The mountains and rivers stretching ten thousand miles across Western Kunlun seemed to fall silent in that instant.

Yet Daoist Lu Ya's expression did not change.

He even shifted half a step to the side, avoiding a pine needle that had fallen beside the cave entrance, before looking back at Yuanshi Tianzun.

"If the Saint wants to fight, this Poor Daoist will naturally accept."

"If you have come to discuss matters, then there is no need to use a Saint's might to suppress others."

After hearing this, Yuanshi Tianzun's face darkened completely.

"Lu Ya."

"I came here personally today, not to make idle conversation with you."

Daoist Lu Ya was still smiling.

"Then what has the Saint come here to do?"

Yuanshi Tianzun said:

"The Investiture Calamity has begun, and all living beings in the Three Realms are caught in it. If you refuse to descend the mountain of your own accord, this Poor Daoist will