[Human World].
Lu Yang withdrew his gaze and let out a long breath. A sudden realization dawned on him, and he looked up toward the heights of Vault Sky. Everything is ready. All that is lacking is an east wind.
Every faction had been arranged.
If there was anything left out, it was the Netherworld. But the Dao Lords there guarded every layer, their screening was stringent, and there was simply no way to infiltrate it.
So be it. The affairs of the world can never be perfect.
With Dao Tianqi's scale, even if he did nothing, once he successfully awakened, he would inevitably draw away a considerable portion of Chu Sheng's attention.
If he truly joined the plan, something might even go wrong.
With that thought, Lu Yang stopped agonizing over informing Dao Tianqi. He spent the time that followed patiently recuperating, striving to adjust himself to peak condition.
Time flew by; the years sped past like a shuttle.
On this day, Lu Yang emerged from seclusion. He then opened the panel and looked toward Mu Changsheng through the [Out-of-Drama Observer], shimmering prismatic light surfacing in his eyes.
Almost at the same time, within the Overseas Immortal Alliance, Mu Changsheng also opened his eyes and emerged from his meditative state. He slowly walked out of the secluded chamber, and throughout the process, the world around him twisted. Karma from the past was altered, and time turned around him, flowing backward.
He returned once more to the day he had spoken with the World Honored One.
Everything he had experienced afterward seemed like an illusion. This conversation had never ended from beginning to end. The golden-robed monk clasped his hands together and looked at him with a smile.
"Fellow Daoist, the time has come."
The one-year period had arrived.
Lu