Chapter 175

The elders of the Decayed Sect were completely stunned. They had just recited the grand ancient words in unison when a group of people suddenly rushed out from the crowd and covered them with sacks.

Being covered by sacks and tied up with ropes, we admit defeat, but why is your Dao Seeking Sect so proficient at this set of moves?

Aren't you a famous righteous sect?

The ancient language chanted by the elders of the Decayed Sect was paired with the immortal treasure Yellow Millet Pillow. The content of the words was profound and could not be understood by ordinary people. To this day, no one has been able to crack it. The Decayed Sect speculated that this was an ancient immortal art to drive the immortal treasure, and some also said that this was the ancient language to awaken the immortal treasure.

Regardless of which one it was, what was certain was that the Yellow Millet Pillow paired with the ancient words was an unsolvable killer weapon among the same level.

The Sect Master of the Decayed Sect speculated that the Decayed Immortal was proficient in dream-type immortal laws. The so-called "A great dream of thousands of autumns, what year is it today" was the phrase used by poetic cultivators in the ancient times to describe the Decayed Immortal.

After verification, the Sect Master of the Decayed Sect also discovered that the Qilin Immortal had said that he hoped to let the Decayed Immortal sleep forever and never wake up.

"This shows that although it is difficult to distinguish the strength of the five ancient immortals, the Qilin Immortal must be afraid of the Decayed Immortal and does not want the Decayed Immortal to wake up!" The Sect Master of the Decayed Sect said so.

Vice Sect Master Liu shook his head, interrupting his own associations. He realized that the Dao Seeking Sect had long been prepared; they were turtles in a jar and had already fallen into a trap.

Who is the traitor?!

Vice Sect Master Liu suddenly realized that Lu Yang beside him had disappeared from who knows when. He suddenly looked up and saw Lu Yang speaking on the viewing platform.

Lu Yang seemed to notice Vice Sect Master Liu's gaze, made eye contact with him, revealed a calm and gentle smile, and continued speaking: "After this exchange, everyone must..."

"It's you!" Vice Sect Master Liu's eyes were about to split with anger; he didn't expect Lu Yang to be the traitor.

Could it be that the Dao Seeking Sect turned Lu Yang against them?

No, the fact that he could stand on the podium meant that he was originally a person from the Dao Seeking Sect! Or even an elder?!

"Heh, little thief Lu Yang, do you think you have the victory in your hands!"

Vice Sect Master Liu revealed a crazy expression of burning his bridges, and invited the immortal treasure Yellow Millet Pillow out from his storage ring.

"Let me let you know what an immortal treasure is; even if I am the only one, I can drive this treasure!"

Vice Sect Master Liu sprayed a mouthful of essence blood onto the Yellow Millet Pillow. The Yellow Millet Pillow emitted an eerie green light, and the green light, like ripples, spread to the surroundings.

Wherever the green ripples reached, regardless of friend or foe, all fell into a deep sleep.

Whether it was the Dao Seeking Sect disciples, the Five Elements Sect disciples, or even the captured Decayed Sect elders, after being swept by the green ripples, their bodies swayed, and they fell to the ground with a thud, snoring starting to rise.

Snore, snore—

The martial arts plaza was the central area of the Dao Seeking Sect and should have been a place of prosperity and bustle, but now it was silent, with only snoring left, which was extremely eerie.

Even the sect elders on the viewing platform could not resist the power of the Yellow Millet Pillow and were pulled into a dreamscape.

Vice Sect Master Liu's aura was weak, but he didn't care at all, laughing wildly.

"Hahaha, what about the Dao Seeking Sect, what about the Five Elements Sect, you dare to look down on our Decayed Sect!"

Vice Sect Master Liu was filled with killing intent, wanting to take this opportunity to kill all the Dao Seeking Sect disciples.

"Must be quick; the Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivators of the Dao Seeking Sect will surely come if they notice the movement here. Even if I hold an immortal treasure and sacrifice it with essence blood, I am no match for the power of a Tribulation Transcendence stage great power." Vice Sect Master Liu muttered to himself.

Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivators are all hidden in the deepest parts of the sect, either guarding secrets, seeking the immortal path, or isolated from the world, and rarely take action.

As far as he knew, among the Five Great Immortal Sects, only the Abbot of the Hanging Temple was at the Tribulation Transcendence stage, and the other four sect masters were all at the Integration stage.

The Abbot of the Hanging Temple was of the previous generation; in their generation, no one had yet become a Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivator.

With no Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivators out, he, holding an immortal treasure, was the strongest!

"Why, do you still want to kill people in front of this seat?"

A voice mixed with mockery and a trace of indifference came, interrupting Vice Sect Master Liu's reverie.

The voice was familiar. Vice Sect Master Liu suddenly looked up and was surprised to find that Lu Yang was not asleep!

"How is this possible!"

Soon, Vice Sect Master Liu changed from surprise to horror.

Lu Yang did not fall into a deep sleep, which meant he was a Tribulation Transcendence stage great power!

Everything was explained; why Lu Yang showed himself as a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator in front of him, yet could sit in the position of a Dao Seeking Sect elder.

It must be that Lu Yang's cultivation base was far above his own!

"Who exactly are you!" Vice Sect Master Liu shouted sternly. To be able to become a Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivator, one must be a famous great power, but he could not match Lu Yang with any of them.

Lu Yang stood on the viewing platform with his hands behind his back, his white clothes fluttering, like a banished sword immortal.

He shook his hem vigorously and leaped down.

"This seat, Tofu Heavenly Venerable!"

It was already late at night. Under the moonlight, he was very conspicuous in the dark night, as if he were the darling of heaven and earth, gathering thousands of gazes upon himself.

Lu Yang released his aura, bathed in the moonlight, and an aura far exceeding the Integration stage burst forth from him. Vice Sect Master Liu could not help but prostrate himself in worship.

"Fate arises, sword falls."

The sword light pierced through the dark clouds, and the cyan immortal sword, like divine punishment, descended from the sky with the anger of gods and the indifference of immortals, punishing all evildoers.

Facing this peerless sword strike, Vice Sect Master Liu didn't even have the strength to resist. He seemed to have his body frozen and could not move.

All he could do was lift his head, widen his eyes, and watch the cyan immortal sword fall.

The immortal sword pierced through Vice Sect Master Liu's skull.

"The sword is an inauspicious object; this seat does not wish to kill."

Tofu Heavenly Venerable's expression was cold, and he turned and left, leaving behind an eternal silhouette.

In reality, everyone gathered together, watching Vice Sect Master Liu lying on the ground sleeping, his body twitching from time to time, very curious about what kind of dream Lu Yang had woven for Vice Sect Master Liu.

In fact, Lu Yang had been standing beside Vice Sect Master Liu from beginning to end, and the one speaking on the viewing platform was the Great Elder.

Vice Sect Master Liu had already entered the dreamscape from the moment he noticed Lu Yang was not by his side.

The Yellow Millet Pillow was the Decayed Fairy's thing. After Yun Zhi learned how to use the Yellow Millet Pillow, she directly drove the Yellow Millet Pillow through the storage ring, making Vice Sect Master Liu fall into a deep sleep, and then let Lu Yang weave the dream.

As for the other elders, including Vice Sect Master Liu, they were truly caught and captured in sacks.

"It's clearly my pillow, why won't you let me use it!" The Decayed Fairy also wanted to play, but was stopped by Lu Yang.

"I'll help you explore; thirty-something thousand years have passed, maybe it has deteriorated." Lu Yang naturally took the first dream-weaving right.

"Speaking of which, when you used the Yellow Millet Pillow in the past, did you have to find someone to sing?" Lu Yang recalled the magnificent momentum of the Decayed Sect elders chanting ancient words, as if they were sacrificing something to some great existence.

"What were these people singing?"

The Decayed Fairy recalled for a moment and said: "It was a nursery rhyme played by a doll when I was sleeping. The content was sleep, sleep, my dear little baby..."

The momentum of the Decayed Sect elders was too strong, completely out of tune with the artistic conception of the nursery rhyme. It took her a while to realize what this group of people was singing.

Lu Yang: "..."