Lu Yang's Death

"Integration, half accomplished?"

The strange light in True Monarch Wuwei's eyes grew brighter.

Divided Spirit and Integration were the divide between immortal and mortal.

No matter how strong a mortal was, they could not withstand Immortal Means—unless that mortal had already touched the domain of immortals.

The Dao Seed of this cultivator named Lu Yang had taken root and sprouted far faster than he had expected.

It was precisely by relying on the power of the Dao Seed.

That Lu Yang could still resist beneath his Dao Seed divine ability. If the Dao Seed were allowed to continue merging, he might even have the strength to fight.

The killing intent in True Monarch Wuwei's eyes deepened.

"This child cannot be allowed to live!"

To completely eliminate all unforeseen variables, True Monarch Wuwei did not intend to wait until Lu Yang fully entered Integration before acting. He would erase him now, leaving no room for even the slightest variable.

His killing intent grew heavier.

But just as he prepared to refine Lu Yang ahead of time and extract the Immortal Dao Origin within him—

On Three Purities Mountain, an old daoist picked up a small mirror from the table and brushed two sword fingers across its surface.

Crack—

The mirror shattered.

Along with it, True Monarch Wuwei's Dao Heart shattered as well.

The mantis stalked the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!

"Dao Lord Xuanjing?!"

True Monarch Wuwei's eyes widened. His chest tightened as he looked inward in disbelief. His Dao Seed was visibly dissolving before his eyes.

He immediately understood that someone from the Three Purities Sect had acted.

Such methods had been displayed before.

Dao Lord Xuanjing looked at True Monarch Wuwei in the mirror, struggling on the verge of death like a fish dragged from the water, and