Fate Sealing

Mu Changsheng departed quietly.

Lu Yang did not linger long with the Nourishing Life Lord either. He drifted away, and did not waste time trying to Forcefully Inscribe the contents of the five Supreme Fruit Position Books.

It was not that he could not do it.

The main issue was that once he did, imprinting the Supreme Fruit Position Books in his Sea of Consciousness would inevitably make his Divine Thought difficult to circulate, and his thoughts would no longer be as nimble.

If he fought someone in that state, he would suffer greatly.

And with him preparing to cause trouble for the Old Dragon Lord and waiting for an opportunity to devour the Spring Water, Lu Yang felt there was no need to deliberately burden himself.

Jiangbei, within the Hongyun Dense Forest.

Lu Yang returned to the thatched hut where he had hidden for two and a half years. Along the way, he sensed the location of the Human World—and his mind immediately sounded a warning.

Is the Human World in danger right now?

Good heavens, did Sky Soaring really believe my nonsense and go to the Human World to look for me? He really must have been angered out of his mind.

Should I wait a couple of days, then stream again and mock him to his face?

With these thoughts turning in his mind, Lu Yang entered the thatched hut and immediately saw the fluttering Righteous Banner, as well as the ritual altar shrouded in roiling black qi.

At the center of the altar stood Patriarch Tingyou, his expression more solemn than ever before. He held the finger-sized, brilliantly gleaming Realm Heaven Seed in both hands. His ten fingers flickered continuously, plucking at the void. Countless Great Dao Talismans manifested at his fingertips, arranging and combining into