Sky Soaring: Who Is Plotting Against Me?

The moment he thought of it, Lu Yang acted. He immediately began drifting through the Sea of Suffering.

At the same time, he discovered the benefits inherent in chasing the waves of the Sea of Suffering and pursuing Dao itself—it could subtly improve one's cultivation.

The Sea of Suffering, this boundless Sea of Imagery, is not limited to the Immortal Pivot. It is a super-ocean encompassing every image within the Void Darkness Light Sea and the billions upon billions of Jietian. Roaming here is itself a form of tempering. The longer one remains, the deeper one's comprehension of the Great Dao should become.

Having understood this, Lu Yang grew even more enthusiastic.

Moreover, Yuantu and Hongyun were both in seclusion, and he too needed a period of arduous cultivation to settle himself. Thus, he simply opened his mind and began a long retreat.

Time flew by; the years sped past like a shuttle.

Jiangbei, beyond the Cloud Sea of Heaven-Reaching.

"You beast! You tricked me!?"

A shrill roar rang through the heavens, stirring wind and clouds. Buddha Light blazed like flame, shooting straight into the sky and steaming thousands upon thousands of radiant hues across the firmament.

At the heart of the Buddha Light, Arhat Fulong, who had endured for decades, wore a savage expression. Yet he could not stop his Dharma body from decaying. He could only watch helplessly as his flesh turned to dust, his Dao Foundation shattered and scattered at a gust of Bi Wind, leaving only a soul with nowhere else to go, drifting down into the Netherworld.

"I refuse to accept this!"

As his final roar faded, a flash of light suddenly appeared. Yuantu, bearing the exact same appearance as Lu Yang, strolled out of the void.

"Daoist Fulong, you are too polite."

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