As Arhat Fulong perished, a wisp of his soul reincarnated. From his disintegrating Golden Body, a round, gleaming golden pellet was left behind.
The next moment, the pellet was about to tear through the air and flee.
"Hm? Trying to run?"
Lu Yang was quick-eyed and swift-handed. With a great sweep of his hand, he snatched down the golden pellet. "This is... a relic? Daoist Fulong, you're too generous!"
Lu Yang's eyes brightened slightly. Clearly, he recognized this treasure unique to Buddhist Cultivators. As a Foundation Establishment marvel, it was exceptional whether used to assist in Foundation Establishment or to refine artifacts. His Qi-Eating Insects had recently hit a growth bottleneck; this was just the thing to give them something good to nourish themselves with.
With that thought, he immediately tucked the relic into his pocket.
He then searched the place again. Finding nothing of value, he shook his head in disappointment, set the cave abode ablaze with a flick of fire, and drifted away.
Cloud Sea of Heaven-Reaching, Mending Heaven Peak.
"Pan Long... still died, and even the relic was taken by Lu Yang."
Peak Master of Heaven Mending gazed into the distance, a trace of regret surfacing in his eyes. He then turned toward Luofeng Mountain, revealing a wary expression.
In merely fifty years, Lu Yang's name had spread through nearly the entire Sacred Sect.
Almost every disciple knew that their sect possessed a rare old turtle who had holed himself up in the sect for fifty years just to outlive a formidable enemy.
Even some True Persons had looked down on Lu Yang somewhat.
Only Peak Master of Heaven Mending, who truly understood the full story, feared Lu Yang to the extreme. He also knew that Lu Yang had narrowly evaded a life-and-death calamity.
Perhaps other True