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"Don't kill me!"

The moment he entered Nourishing Life Lord, Mu Changsheng shouted loudly. At the same time, Non-Existent Heaven operated at full force, making his figure increasingly hazy and illusory.

"..."

Lu Yang opened his mouth at the sight, then frowned in displeasure. "What kind of person do you take me for, Fellow Daoist? Some fiend who kills at the slightest disagreement?"

As he spoke, he withdrew the Mighty Spirit Kui Gang Righteous Qi already pinched between his fingertips.

Mu Changsheng: "..."

And you still said you weren't a fiend!?

That said, he did not dare voice it aloud. He could only grumble inwardly while a smile spread across his face. He respectfully bowed.

"What Fellow Daoist says is right. I was rash."

"The sight of Fellow Daoist fighting three alone and bathing in blood remains vivid in my memory even now. I have often marveled at it in secret. Please do not blame me for my small lapse in composure."

Although two and a half years had passed, Mu Changsheng still felt heartfelt terror whenever he recalled that battle. The fact that Lu Yang had ultimately escaped alive struck him as nothing short of miraculous. To put it bluntly, the desperate predicament Lu Yang had faced then was far more outrageous than the one Mu Changsheng had faced in his own day.

After all, back then, they had still been fighting with words.

The True Lords had schemed against him, certainly, but none had personally entered the fray. That had still allowed him to find an opportunity and cultivate steadily all the way to Foundation Establishment Perfection.

But what about Lu Yang?

Sky Soaring had truly struck to kill. The aftershocks alone had made Mu Changsheng tremble with fear. It was only because Non-Existent Heaven excelled at hiding