Across the four realms of heaven and earth, all sounds fell silent.
Lu Yang froze where he stood, his face livid as he stared at where Sky Soaring had just vanished. Curses were already erupting in his heart:
'You bastard!'
How else could someone become a Late Golden Core and seek the Netherworld? His reaction had been far too fast—before the World Honored One had even descended, he had decisively run away!
What now?
'Activate the Hundred Lives Book?'
Lu Yang drew a deep breath and swiftly steadied himself. The Hundred Lives Book panel at his side was his greatest source of confidence. No one could stop him from restarting!
No matter what, he was now in the False Holding Gold Position, his status nearly at the pinnacle of this world. If the World Honored One knew of the Hundred Lives Book and made targeted arrangements, then not even Divine Immortals could save him. But the Hundred Lives Book had not been exposed—who could possibly imagine that he could kill himself and restart?
Yet Lu Yang quickly realized something was wrong.
The World Honored One was not looking at him.
Those eyes overflowing with Buddha Light calmly swept across their surroundings. Wherever their gaze passed, ghosts wailed and gods howled, blood rained from the heavens, as though heaven and earth themselves were afraid!
'He isn't looking at me.'
At that moment, realization dawned upon Lu Yang. It was like an ordinary person looking down upon an anthill—who would care what the ants inside looked like?
Golden Core? Foundation Establishment?
Merely the sizes of ants. There was no reason to care!
What had truly drawn that gaze was the entire anthill—this world itself. Everything else had never been within its field of attention!
"Rumble!"
At that moment, all of Jiangxi shook