Ten Thousand Martial Realm, Demon-Quelling Mountain Range.
A streak of mysterious light cut through the sky, heading directly for the coordinates of the Void Darkness Light Sea. At last, it transformed into a black-robed figure that landed at the edge of the mountain range.
When Chongguang saw the tall figure standing on a cliff, hands clasped behind his back and head slightly raised as though gazing at the Vault Sky—his eyes seemingly piercing through the Sea of Suffering straight to the Other Shore—he immediately straightened his robes. He then approached with a solemn expression and cupped his hands in salute.
"Greetings, Immortal Lord."
"No need for formalities."
Having stood atop this barren cliff for over two hours just to put on this display before Martial Uncle Chongguang, Lu Yang waved a hand, his tone calm and detached.
"What lies sealed beneath this mountain is the Primordial Heavenly Demon."
Chongguang's expression immediately shifted slightly at those words.
Though he had been in secluded cultivation ever since causing a stir overseas, digesting the gains from devouring the Great Sage Yuanxu, he was not wholly ignorant of the outside world.
At the very least, he had been deeply wary of the Primordial Heavenly Demon, who had nearly brought the Dao Court to ruin. Yet he had never expected Lu Yang to have directly suppressed it. From the looks of it, the suppressed one was clearly its main body. That was truly formidable. With that thought, Chongguang's expression grew even more solemn.
"May I ask why the Immortal Lord summoned me here?"
Lu Yang pointed at the mountain range beneath his feet. "The Primordial Heavenly Demon differs from you. It was not a human who cultivated into a demon; it is a demon that cultivates human hearts. You two stand at opposite extremes."
"So