Manjushri's Demise, Green Lotus Secured

Boom!

Yang Ren charged over astride the Cloud-Mist Beast. Lu Chuan formed a hand seal, shook himself, and began to grow, becoming a giant ten feet tall.

"Grandee Yang, of everyone here, your character is the one I respect most. You are also the only person here I do not wish to fight."

Lu Chuan stamped his right foot downward, and the ground instantly rolled like waves. "Leave!"

Yang Ren had originally been an upper grandee of Great Shang, loyal, righteous, and upright. Later, when Di Xin wanted to build Deer Terrace, he had risked death to remonstrate with him, and in the end was sentenced to the cruel punishment of having his eyes gouged out, dying because of it.

After his death, his resentment had not dispersed, and True Lord of Pure Void and Morality had saved him, turning him into a strange man with hands in his eyes and eyes in his hands.

When Yang Ren died, Lu Chuan had not yet entered the court, so the two of them had never had any dealings before.

To tell the truth, Lu Chuan was not the sort of loyal minister who would use his own life to remonstrate unto death.

It was also because he could not do it himself that he rather admired it.

"What?"

The ground rolled. Yang Ren had never seen such Daoist arts before, and in great shock he reined in hard. The Cloud-Mist Beast rose into the sky, lifting into the air.

"I am no longer any upper grandee. Lu Chuan, I have also long heard of your great name."

Yang Ren sighed, and could also hear the respect in Lu Chuan's voice, but immediately he became agitated. "But Di Xin, that brutal, muddleheaded ruler, is not worth our loyalty. I used my life