That being the case, his earlier strategy of holding his position and not moving had been exceedingly wise.
After all, Chen Yang's true body was within the Divine Palace and had never sensed the prying of those shadowy things.
That meant these shadowy things, which posed an enormous threat to gods, had only noticed Wu Chang, who was still kept in the dark, and himself, who had entered the game in person after obtaining an immortal body.
From this alone, it was not hard to see that they were not truly products of the Canglan Great Dao of Karma.
Otherwise, when Chen Yang had first been brought out of the Earthly Treasure Secret Realm by the Yang Clan's Second Ancestor, when he had still been nothing more than an immobile Spirit Gathering Stone, they should have discovered him and snuffed him out in the cradle.
Combined with the revulsion Chen Yang had sensed from those shadowy things, an obvious answer surfaced in his mind.
"So that's how it is. No wonder you loathe what Wu Chang and I are doing. Not even an immortal Dao will like Xu Cang ever sensed your existence. It turns out that those who had scraped through that calamity all those years ago were not merely the surviving Divine Path creatures, but you lingering poisons as well!"
At that thought, clarity suddenly dawned upon Chen Yang, and he gradually pieced together the causes and consequences.
He could now be certain that the Outer-Heaven Cataclysm that had annihilated the Divine Path ten thousand years ago, even if it had not been directly born from karmic sin and retribution, was surely inseparably connected to it.
From this perspective, when the Old Divine Lord had hunted down gods everywhere, forcibly burying all the main branches of the Divine