Mu Changsheng's Whereabouts

Jiangnan, where the clouds met the heavens.

The sun hung bright at its zenith, light shimmering over the Cloud Sea. A streak of phantom color darted through it, then cautiously poked out from the clouds moments later, revealing a figure.

It was an exceedingly contradictory figure.

At first glance, he was a Daoist in dark robes wreathed in billowing smoke, vigorous and heroic, with a handsome, refined face and brows that radiated masculinity with every glance.

Yet as he looked around, his face wavered, and even the smoke around him twisted. In a daze, another utterly different face seemed to emerge—yet it was so blurred that neither its features nor its gender could be discerned. Only a pair of narrow eyes remained incomparably clear, staring fixedly at him.

"Why is Senior looking at me?"

Lu Yang chuckled. "Hadn't we agreed before? I would control it under normal circumstances. If Senior does it, this Dharma treasure will suffer too much damage."

". Hmph!"

Sky Soaring did not deny it. After all, the Retribution Dharma Outer Body was indeed far less complete now than it had been at the beginning.

But who was to blame for that?

Wasn't it this beast who plotted against me, forcing the Retribution Dharma Outer Body to clash head-on with Gangxing Budao, causing such severe damage that it could no longer be perfectly restored?

Though he had done his utmost to repair it, the Retribution Dharma Outer Body still could not bear his great power. The moment he took control of it, damage would immediately appear. Lu Yang, on the other hand, happened to be right at the Retribution Dharma Outer Body's limit of output, so nothing went wrong.

Just then, Lu Yang suddenly spoke.

"Speaking of which, Senior and I heard that conversation at the Sword