519: Chapter 529 No way!

"No way!" Once this thought arose, it spread wildly in Lu Ming's heart, unrestrained.

The more he pondered it, the more he felt this plan was actually viable.

Isn't the most difficult part of imitating a Nascent Soul True Monarch his unique Law? And yet, he happened to have it!

Once he finished refining the Yin-Yang Law and transformed into the appearance and aura of Taishu Yichen, who would dare say this wasn't the man himself?

Wait, someone might say appearance and aura can be disguised, but what about Karma? Hmm, that made sense, but he could do that too.

Taishu Yichen wasn't dead yet; his name was still lit up on the karma golden book. Wouldn't grafting the other party's Karma onto himself work?

In this way, from the inside out, anyone who looked at him would see Taishu Yichen. Even if the man himself came, he would probably be stunned for a few minutes.

Besides, Nascent Soul Cultivators wouldn't be so lacking in boundaries. Why insist on digging to the bottom of everything? Did they really think a Nascent Soul True Monarch had no temper?

Moreover, if he appeared before those old fogies as Taishu Yichen, in the posture of a victor, they would likely be quite astonished.

After all, single-handedly killing a Nascent Soul True Monarch, even if it was just a newly ascended one, was a feat that would definitely make them wary. Even if they felt suspicious, they probably wouldn't dare say anything.

The more he thought about it, the more Lu Ming felt this plan was promising. A classic case of replacing the peach tree with the plum tree, seizing the magpie's nest.

Not only would he hide his identity again, but he could also borrow the chicken to hatch the eggs and directly inherit Qingwei Heaven. What a start! How many years of detours would this save him!

He acted on his thoughts. Since the hun tian myriad phenomenon map had already been refined by him, it counted as a safe place for seclusion. It was the perfect time to digest what he had gained this time and see if he could crack open Taishu Yichen's brain.

If he could obtain the other party's memories, it would truly be flawless. After all, although he knew the titles of a few True Monarchs, he didn't know the forms of address and habits they used when interacting with each other, so it was easy to slip up on details.

However, these were trivial matters; it didn't matter if he couldn't get the memories. Still, the same saying applied: in the Cultivation World, strength was paramount.

A guy who could kill a Nascent Soul Cultivator—surely, not many people would be stubborn enough to offend him to death.

Lu Ming didn't look for another place; he sat cross-legged right there, closed his eyes, focused his mind, and began to refine the Yin-Yang Law.

The refining process was far more shocking than he had expected.

Taishu Yichen had cultivated the Yin-Yang Law for tens of thousands of years; the depth of his accumulation far exceeded any Law Lu Ming had devoured before.

The Yin and Yang Qi surged from the Seal in his palm, but instead of dissipating chaotically, they spontaneously evolved into various visions.

The black Qi sank, transforming into a Black Tortoise that crouched upon the earth, every line on its shell secretly aligning with the principles of Yin and Yang.

The white Qi rose, transforming into a Vermilion Bird that soared through the Nine Heavens, the light flowing over its wings clearly representing the ultimate of Yang.

Where the two Qi converged, the Azure Dragon and White Tiger appeared simultaneously, the dragon roaring and the tiger howling as the Four Symbols emerged together.

At this moment, the Yin-Yang Law was no longer just a Law; it had transformed into a miniature world.

The sun and moon alternated within it, stars flickered, seasons changed, day and night swapped, and all things lived and died in a continuous cycle.

This was the mystery of the Dao of Yin and Yang.

As the saying went, isolated Yin cannot grow, and solitary Yang cannot thrive; only when Yin and Yang intermingle can all things be born.

Lu Ming immersed himself in that world interwoven with Yin and Yang, allowing that power to surge into his body and fuse with his Hunyuan Nascent Soul.

The Hunyuan Nascent Soul sat cross-legged in the center of the Dantian, opening its small mouth to swallow the surging Yin and Yang Qi mouthful by mouthful.

Its body was trembling, expanding, and undergoing a metamorphosis.

Black and white colors seeped out from within it, forming a taiji diagram around its body that slowly rotated.

With every rotation of the taiji diagram, the Fusion of the Yin-Yang Law and the Hunyuan Law deepened.

This process lasted for seven days and seven nights.

On the seventh day, wind and clouds gathered over the canyon.

Black and white Qi soared from Lu Ming's body into the sky; the white Qi transformed into a giant dragon, and the black Qi transformed into a colorful phoenix, dancing and circling together in a display of auspiciousness.

Amidst the roars of the dragon and the cries of the phoenix, the taiji diagram rose from above Lu Ming's head, growing larger and brighter, until it finally shrouded the entire sky.

When the power of life and the power of death reached a perfect balance, the taiji diagram slowly descended and submerged into Lu Ming's body.

Lu Ming suddenly opened his eyes.

His left eye was as black as ink, and his right eye was as white as snow; deep within his pupils, yin-yang fish were slowly swimming.

A moment later, the black and white began to blend, turning into a deep Chaos, before finally falling silent and returning to normal.

"Hoo—" He exhaled a long breath of turbid air, which turned into a cloud of black and white mist in mid-air that lingered for a long time.

"That wasn't easy! Sometimes having too much of a good thing isn't necessarily a good thing."

The amount of Taishu Yichen's Yin-Yang Law was simply too massive; he had almost been stuffed to death.

It had taken a full seven days of devouring and refining with the Hunyuan Law to completely digest it.

However, it was all worth it.

From his current feeling, even without using the Hunyuan Law, the Yin-Yang Law alone was enough to go up against his pre-Breakthrough self.

However, there was a problem now: his Realm was failing to keep up with the strength of the Law.

It was like a plastic bottle filled with water; he already felt a bit bloated.

Fortunately, Lu Ming had been shifting this pressure to the Heavenly Dao the whole time, so he didn't feel any discomfort.

He supposed the Heavenly Dao wouldn't have any objections, right? Hmm, probably not.

This was his first time using the golden book to transfer it to the Heavenly Dao, and he didn't know if it would be detected or what changes might occur in the world.

But he would only know these things once he went out.

"But before I go out, I should try again."

Lu Ming flipped his palm to take out the sealed Nascent Soul and tried various methods.

Divine Soul infiltration, Law erosion, Karma tracing, desire induction.

But the tiny Nascent Soul remained in a deep sleep; these methods were simply unable to pry open its Divine Soul and Sea of Consciousness.

After all, the Nascent Soul already possessed a trace of the power of a Primordial Spirit; those methods used against Golden Core Cultivators were completely ineffective against it.

"Still no?" Lu Ming sighed and put the Nascent Soul back into his sleeve.

It seemed he couldn't count on cracking open the other party's brain in the short term. Since that was the case, it was time to leave.

He didn't even need to think to know that those old fogies outside must be getting impatient.

It was time to make an appearance and shock this bunch of guys.

Lu Ming smiled slightly, and as his fingers pinched, his body began to change.

First, his brow bone slowly bulged, his cheekbones slightly receded, his nose bridge became high and straight, and his lip shape became thin and sharp.

White hair grew from the roots, silver-white as snow, draped over his shoulders.

His stature grew by half a foot, his shoulders and back relaxed, and every gesture carried a sense of composure born from having experienced the vicissitudes of life.

A moon-white Daoist robe manifested from the Hunyuan power, sleeves fluttering, with a black silk sash tied around his waist, adorned with a yin-yang fish jade pendant.

A horsetail whisk slid from his sleeve and into his hand, its tail snow-white and its handle dark green.

Just standing there, an aura of an immortal and sage-like demeanor emanated from him.

But this was not enough.

Appearance could be imitated, and aura could be disguised, but Karma could not deceive people.

Lu Ming's Divine Sense probed into his Sea of Consciousness; the karma golden book flipped open, stopping at the page for Taishu Yichen. He extended his finger and lightly hooked it against the golden book.

That karmic thread belonging to Taishu Yichen extended from the golden book and coiled around his fingertip.

He slowly guided that karmic thread and grafted it onto his own Karma.

In this way, Taishu Yichen's Karma became his Karma.

From this moment on, no matter who looked at him, he was Taishu Yichen!

Lu Ming raised his hand to condense a water mirror in front of him, looked at the immortal and sage-like face in the mirror, rubbed his chin, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Hmm, still a handsome old guy, but he's still a bit lacking compared to me."

After a little bit of narcissism, Lu Ming didn't delay any longer, took a step, and disappeared.

When he reappeared, he had already arrived outside.

Lu Ming waved his hand, and the hun tian myriad phenomenon map automatically flew back into his hand; he flipped his palm and tucked it into his sleeve.

Then, his eyes became deep as he looked toward a certain place in the Void Realm.

"These old fogies, why do they have to peep every single day?"

...Time dialed back a moment. Outside, in the vast and lofty heights.

Several Nascent Soul projections were still surrounding the water curtain.

In the water curtain, only an ancient scroll of mountains and seas floated quietly; not a single figure could be seen.

"This True Lord Qingxu is being so mysterious; what kind of shameful business is he up to that he won't let us see?"

True Lord Chiyan Yinglei muttered.

The others also had varying expressions; they had actually intended to use this opportunity to spy on True Lord Qingxu's foundation.

After all, without the painted skin holy robe, True Lord Qingxu would inevitably be anxious, and once anxious, he would easily expose some trump cards; even if it was just a little, it would be a free gain for them.

As it turned out, this guy was smart enough to set up a local area network, not letting them watch the live broadcast.

As for the other newly ascended Nascent Soul? Honestly, they weren't that interested.

The dual Laws of Wind and Thunder certainly had their merits, but compared to them, they were a bit lacking.

Even True Lord Chiyan Yinglei of Zixiao Grotto-Heaven, whose main path was the Dao of Thunder, had little interest.

In their view, the outcome of this duel had been determined from the very beginning.

True Lord Qingxu would inevitably gain the upper hand in the duel.

As for killing? They hadn't thought about it.

Looking down on him was one thing, but killing a Nascent Soul True Monarch was not that easy.

Unless a Great True Lord of the Nascent Soul Late Stage or even Perfection took action, it would be impossible to completely resolve it, but no one knew what price would have to be paid during that time.

"By the way, what is that person's identity? Has it been found out?"

This question was asked by the Six Desires Heavenly Demon, and everyone turned their eyes toward True Monarch Taixuan Huangshi.

The reason was simple: among those who went to the Grotto-Heaven, only his Taixuan Immortal Sect and the Qingwei Dao Sect had people return.

This infuriated the group of True Monarchs.

The talents they had painstakingly cultivated went out on a trip, and hey, they couldn't come back!

So they were desperate to know what had happened in the Secret Realm.

There was no need to mention Yue Qingyao; her Old Ancestor was True Monarch Taixuan Huangshi, and her background was rock solid, so she swaggered back to her Sect as soon as she came out.

The remaining one, Xuan Zhenzi, was miserable; he came back to find his home almost gone, and before he could even indulge in sentimentality, he was caught by the Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

However, out of consideration for True Lord Qingxu, they didn't go too far in the end, only pressing him for what had happened inside the Secret Realm.

Xuan Zhenzi was almost scared to the point of wetting himself, so naturally, he didn't dare to hide anything and told them everything.

But when asked who had broken through to the Nascent Soul, he knew nothing.

Later, when asked about the situation with Yin Leici and the others, Xuan Zhenzi said it was done by Yuan Tu of the Hunyuan Demon Cave.

The other True Monarchs were half-skeptical, and the Demon Lord Hunyuan almost slapped Xuan Zhenzi to death on the spot.

However, things had come to this, and they knew they couldn't get anything more out of him.

As for whether Xuan Zhenzi lied to them... Heh, with True Monarchs present, who would dare to speak falsely?

But since Xuan Zhenzi didn't know, they could only try to ask the other survivor, though they couldn't be too forceful with this one and had to negotiate.

True Monarch Taixuan Huangshi fell silent for a moment before finally shaking his head.

"It's more or less the same as what that junior said; Qingyao knows very little."

Hearing this, the crowd wasn't disappointed; they had long expected this answer.

This person's origins were mysterious and hidden extremely deep; they were just asking as a last resort.

"It's strange. Could this person have popped out of a rock? How is it possible that there is no Karma at all?"

True Lord Chiyan Yinglei was very puzzled by this.

Logically speaking, a Cultivator starts from Qi Refining and Cultivates all the way to Golden Core Perfection; it is impossible for there to be no traces during this time.

Cultivation requires resources, right? Cultivation Techniques and Divine Abilities are also needed, right? Could these be obtained without interacting with others?

Moreover, how on earth did this person manage to resist getting arrogant after breaking through a Realm?

Looking back on their own paths, whether it was the excitement of breaking through to Qi Refining, or the admiration and envy of other Cultivators when breaking through to Foundation Establishment or even Golden Core.

This sense of achievement would make their hearts surge for a while before they stabilized.

Yet this guy was different; he truly hadn't left behind any reputation, leaving them with no traces to follow.

Even if they wanted to use the art of karmic divination, they would need a karmic medium.

"Forget it, everything will be known once True Lord Qingxu comes out."

To this, True Monarch Taixuan Huangshi could only say this.

The crowd heard this and agreed with the logic.

With True Lord Qingxu's ability, even if he couldn't directly take the other party down, it shouldn't be difficult to extract some information.

Thus, everyone began to wait expectantly for the final result.

They waited and waited, and in the blink of an eye, seven days passed.

"No, what the hell is this guy doing? Does it take this long to fight a junior?"

The Six Desires Heavenly Demon was getting impatient and couldn't help but grumble.

"Heh, the so-called four Sects of the Righteous Path are nothing more than this."

Demon Lord Hunyuan also couldn't help but mock.

True Monarch Taixuan Huangshi and True Monarch Yuji Sitian turned a deaf ear and didn't respond at all.

True Lord Chiyan Yinglei, however, felt insulted.

After all, on the surface, the overall strength of the Qingwei Dao Sect was a notch higher than that of Zixiao Grotto-Heaven; by belittling them like this, wasn't Demon Lord Hunyuan insulting him as well?

But before he could say anything, a sound of astonishment came from the side.

"Hmm? There's movement."

Everyone's eyes subconsciously turned to the water curtain.

They saw the ancient scroll of mountains and seas beginning to change; the scroll slowly unfurled, and the mountains and rivers in the painting seemed to come alive, with clouds churning and water rippling.

A ripple spread from the center of the scroll, as if someone had thrown a stone into the water.

From within the ripples, a figure slowly rose and walked out of the painting.

The person had hair as white as snow, an ancient and venerable face, wore a moon-white Daoist robe, and held a horsetail whisk.

It was True Lord Qingxu, Taishu Yichen!

He stood calmly in the Void Realm, his sleeves fluttering, possessing an immortal and sage-like demeanor, with a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

"Haha, I knew it! How could True Lord Qingxu possibly lose!"

The most excited one was True Lord Chiyan Yinglei.

It wasn't because he had a good relationship with True Lord Qingxu, but simply because he was unhappy with Demon Lord Hunyuan's words earlier.

At this moment, facts spoke louder than words; let's see what he could say now.

However, no one paid him any mind; several people stared intently at the scroll of mountains and seas, seemingly waiting for something.

Yet, they saw True Lord Qingxu simply wave his hand, tuck the scroll of mountains and seas into his sleeve, and stand with his hands behind his back; no one followed him out of the painting.

Immediately, everyone looked at each other, and even True Lord Chiyan Yinglei realized something was wrong.

"Eh? Where is that guy? Why isn't he coming out?"

A thought flashed through their minds simultaneously, and their expressions turned to shock.

"No way..."