Embracing-Calf Mountain.
Lu Yang focused his mind and waited. His [Light-Chasing Dao Heart] operated at full force, while the [Hundred Lives Book] panel remained on the Restart column, ready to retreat victoriously into the next life at any moment.
And so, three days passed.
Nothing happened.
Not only did no giant hand suddenly descend from the sky and slap him to death, but the Netherworld's Grotto-Heaven Method faction showed no abnormalities because of it either.
Gradually, Lu Yang's taut nerves relaxed. He let out a long breath of stale air. Looks like I misunderstood him. That innately evil old ghost, [Sky Soaring], didn't choose to betray me. At the very least, he didn't provide the crucial evidence needed to directly confirm my identity. This life can still be fought!
Lu Yang was very confident in this conclusion.
Because there was one fatal flaw in his process of sneaking into the Netherworld that absolutely could not be avoided—World Honored One had discovered him at the Bridge of Forgetfulness.
World Honored One remembered him.
Although World Honored One had let him go at the time, if [Sky Soaring] betrayed him and defected to the Sacred Sect Ancestor, revealing every piece of intelligence related to him—
Then World Honored One would naturally realize that he had misunderstood before.
At that point, his identity would be completely exposed. Whether the Sacred Sect Ancestor reached over with a giant hand or World Honored One contacted him in secret, both would be perfectly natural.
Yet the result was—nothing happened.
Not only has the Sacred Sect Ancestor not come looking for me, even World Honored One hasn't. But in theory, World Honored One should have come for me.
Yet he had not.
There was only one conclusion: [Sky Soaring] had influenced his judgment and made him refrain