"Master, Zhu'er..."
This Nascent Soul was naturally Yang Mu, Luo Hong's third disciple.
Five hundred years ago, he had perished while undergoing his tribulation. Before his Nascent Soul could enter reincarnation, it suffered severe damage and had drifted through Huang Quan ever since.
Yet it was precisely because of this that Yang Mu had not reincarnated even now, giving Luo Hong a chance to pull him back.
"I already know everything that happened. I do not blame you.
"Next, I intend to wipe out the Three Tribes of Chi Ya, and you will take part as well."
Luo Hong comforted him.
"Wonderful! Please prepare a body for this disciple to seize, Master!"
Yang Mu had fallen because he had been too eager to avenge Luzhu, causing something to go wrong with his cultivation.
"Body Seizure is too slow."
After speaking, golden light flashed from Luo Hong's glabella, and the Illusion Space abruptly enveloped the entire area.
Next Moment, before anyone could recover from the shock of Yang Mu's resurrection, they saw the sun and moon in the sky rapidly reversing. Light and darkness alternated faster and faster, until a clap of thunder suddenly halted the nearly continuous flashes!
"A lightning tribulation?"
"Th-that's Yang Mu!"
"How can there be two Yang Mus?"
Amid cries of shock, everyone saw Yang Mu on the altar, undergoing his tribulation five hundred years ago!
"Master?"
Yang Mu's Nascent Soul was equally astonished. After all, there was another him over there.
"Do not overthink it. This is merely a phantom of the past."
After giving a brief explanation, the golden light emanating from Luo Hong's glabella surged. The sky instantly returned to normal, and Yang Mu on the altar vanished at once.
But immediately afterward, a ball of golden light shot from Luo Hong's glabella and