"Lord Siming must be joking. I'm just a junior. How could I possibly have any clues about the Ancient Four Immortals?" Lu Yang slowly backed away, calculating how to escape.
The gap between the Tribulation Transcendence stage and an immortal was something no method could overcome. He could crush Yang Kongtong, and Siming could crush him.
"Oh? You know me?" Siming looked at Lu Yang with interest. Whether it was the Central Heaven Emperor or himself, they were figures from three hundred thousand years ago. Their images had long since faded into the river of history, so modern cultivators shouldn't have recognized him.
Then again, the Demon-Subduing Divine Lord and the Demon-Exterminating Divine Lord had fallen in the Moon Laurel Immortal Palace, and the higher-ups of Great Xia already knew what he and the Central Heaven Emperor looked like.
"You're Lu Yang? It seems your status in Great Xia is even higher than I imagined."
Siming smiled. Whether this junior knew anything about the Ancient Four Immortals or not, he would know everything once he dragged him back.
He tapped the skull-headed staff. A bone hand drilled out from one side, its five fingers clenching and relaxing as if it had just woken up.
Lu Yang slashed out with his sword, leaving only a white mark on the bone hand's palm. It did nothing to slow the bone hand's assault.
"Little Yang, let this immortal try."
The Everlasting Immortal directly seized control of Lu Yang's body.
Controlling Lu Yang's body, the Everlasting Immortal lightly tapped the air with her toe, causing the bone hand to pounce past him by the narrowest margin.
"Oh? So you really do have some tricks." Siming raised an eyebrow. By all rights, Lu Yang should have been unable to dodge that strike. In fact, no