Anyway, It's Not That It Won't Be Done

Ten days later.

Above the Northern Desert Wasteland of the Taihuang Realm, a towering volcano stood tall, belching rolling black smoke. Crimson light shot straight into the Cloud Sea, as if it were about to burn through the sky.

At the crater, Lu Yang sat cross-legged opposite a young daoist. Their auras resonated with each other, and the Karma and Destiny between them were almost linked into one, as though they were a single person. If one did not see this scene and merely calculated through Karma, one would probably conclude that there was only one True Person Demon-Subduer here.

Almost there.

Lu Yang looked with satisfaction at the Fate-Form Body he had recently refined. It was no different from the True Person Demon-Subduer of old, even sharing the exact same expression.

Beyond that, he had adjusted its memories, Karma, and Destiny as well.

Once this Fate-Form Body returned to the Immortal Pivot, it would no longer remember anything that had happened here. It would only regard itself as the genuine True Person Demon-Subduer.

Of course, he could not truly leave everything unattended.

With that thought, Lu Yang reached into his sleeve and took out a weak soul. It was Long Tu, though the other party's thoughts had long since been frozen by him.

The next moment, he released the restraint.

"Mm!"

Having regained the ability to think, Long Tu blinked instinctively. Then he saw Lu Yang and the Fate-Form Body, True Person Demon-Subduer, and a blank look appeared on his face.

Two Demon-Subduers?

Seeing this, Lu Yang chuckled and took out the Righteous Banner. Surging Purple Qi immediately formed a Dark Gate, standing right before Long Tu.

"Fellow Daoist, since things have come to this, I will not hide it from you. Do you intend to willingly join my