Chapter 794: The Death of Lu Yang

“Half-body integration?”

Wuwei Zhenjun’s eyes gleamed with even more intrigue.

Division of Spirit and Body Integration are the divide between mortal and immortal.

No matter how strong a mortal may be, they cannot resist an immortal’s methods—unless that mortal has already touched the immortal realm.

This cultivator named Lu Yang had his Dao seed take root and grow far faster than he anticipated.

It was precisely through the power of the Dao seed.

That Lu Yang could still resist beneath his Dao seed technique, and if the Dao seed continued to merge, he might even gain the strength to fight back.

Wuwei Zhenjun’s killing intent grew heavier.

“This boy cannot be left alive!”

To completely eliminate any possibility of change, Wuwei Zhenjun would not wait for Lu Yang to fully achieve Body Integration—he would erase him now, leaving not the slightest opening.

The killing intent intensified further.

Yet just as he prepared to prematurely refine and extract Lu Yang’s immortal essence—

On Sanqing Mountain, an old Daoist picked up a small mirror on the table and traced a sword finger across its surface.

Crack—

The mirror shattered.

Along with it, Wuwei Zhenjun’s Dao heart shattered too.

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware the oriole is behind!

“Xuanjing Daojun?!”

Wuwei Zhenjun’s eyes widened; he felt a sudden heaviness in his chest, and with disbelief, he turned his spiritual sense inward—his Dao seed was visibly dissolving.

He immediately understood: Sanqing Sect had acted.

Such a method had been demonstrated before.

Xuanjing Daojun watched the mirror, where Wuwei Zhenjun, like a dying fish struggling in water, writhed helplessly, and chuckled: “I wondered which rule-breaking fish dared swim into Sanqing Sect’s pond—turns out it’s the Yellow Dragon.”

Sanqing Sect was the absolute ruler of Sanqing Province; even if Huanglong Daojun’s One Qi Transforms into Three Clarity was sufficiently concealed, Sanqing Sect’s Daojun still sensed a trace of anomaly.

If it were Huanglong Daojun’s true body, perhaps it would be a dragon.

But Wuwei Zhenjun—

Was merely a slightly larger eel, easily crushed underfoot.

Xuanjing Daojun’s gaze toward Lu Yang grew even more satisfied; he silently praised.

“This Jin Ting Small Cave Heaven has excellent feng shui—first Li Rui, then Gao Tianxia, and now Lu Yang has emerged. I should have persuaded those old fools to act sooner.”

Sanqing Sect valued cause and effect above all.

Since they never intended to cultivate ties from the start, there was no affinity—and no affinity meant no forcing.

Otherwise, it would violate one’s Dao heart.

It would make ascending to immortality difficult.

Xuanjing Daojun’s eyes suddenly brightened, a faint smile curling his lips: “You’ve revealed your tail.”

Xuanjing Daojun swept his hand across the mirror before him.

Crack.

The mirror shattered on command.

Two terrifying forces clashed upon Wuwei Zhenjun’s body as Xuanjing Daojun and Huanglong Daojun struck across the void!

Boom—

A silent explosion.

Wuwei Zhenjun alone could not withstand the power of two Daojuns.

His physical form shattered outright.

Being merely a projection, he had no chance of reincarnation—he perished, his Dao extinguished.

Yet—

The power had not yet subsided.

It began spreading toward Li Rui’s projection, Lu Yang.

In the blink of an eye—

Wuwei Zhenjun’s [Still Wuwei] had not yet dissipated; Li Rui could not move, and was immediately caught in the energy surge from the two Daojuns.

His physical form shattered.

That was Daojun power—the embodiment of Heaven’s will in the mortal realm—who could possibly withstand it?

No surprise at all.

Li Rui’s projection turned to ash.

Lu Yang was dead!

In Sanqing Sect, Xuanjing Daojun’s smile deepened.

Good fortune doubled.

Huanglong Daojun, like him, pursued a strange path to Dao fruit; since their paths were identical, he had no reason to hold back—he shattered not only the One Qi Transforms into Three Clarity projection but also left Huanglong Daojun with a lingering Dao wound.

And that boy, Lu Yang, had now entered reincarnation.

Just now.

He had deliberately held back, granting Lu Yang three breaths of time.