Taking Over Mending Heaven Peak

Though tempted for a time, Lu Yang ultimately calmed down.

Though the Heavenly Remnant Consciousness can indeed hinder the World Honored One's probing, actually putting it into practice is far too difficult. Better to proceed gradually.

The road had to be walked one step at a time. Take too big a stride—crack—and it was easy to tear one's balls.

In any case, he had plenty of time in this life. He would first cultivate the Fate-Form Body, see how things developed, and then decide whether to take a risk and make a desperate bid.

Sacred Sect, Luofeng Mountain.

Pavilions and towers, towering treasure halls—rings upon rings of pure qi and Immortal Light rippled outward, as though a pebble had been dropped into a tranquil lake.

At the center of the Immortal Light stood a handsome young man. Three feet above his head, another youth of similar appearance sat cross-legged. Separated by the Immortal Light, they were like opposite sides of a mirror—one real and one false, one illusory and one solid—creating a mysterious spectacle of Yin-Yang opposition.

As expected of a profound inheritance.

At this moment, Lu Yang's Dao Heart and True Self will had been completely entrusted to his Dao Body. Without soul, spirit, or flesh, he was a mass transformed from pure qi.

As for everything belonging to his original body, he had shed it all.

His soul, flesh, Dao Foundation, divine abilities, Sea of Consciousness, and the rest had all remained within that original body. Its expression was heavy with the air of decay, like a clay statue or wooden carving.

The next second, Lu Yang formed a Dharma Seal and chanted:

"Man is born of Earth, his fate suspended from Heaven. When Heaven and Earth unite their qi, it is called man!"

As the incantation fell,