532: Chapter 532 Key Node

Along the way, they saw Lu Yuan settle the fate of the Xuanhuang Realm in a single battle, and saw him charge alone into foreign lands.

The further they pushed back, the more their hearts trembled.

"This... how is this possible?"

"From Ascending to Daluo Heaven to promoting to Immortal Lord, he actually only took a short dozen years?"

"A monster! This is absolutely a monster!"

The three veteran Immortal Lords were stunned by Lu Yuan's rocket-like promotion speed.

Which one of them hadn't cultivated for millions of years to reach Immortal Lord? This kid did it in a dozen years?

"Quick! Keep moving forward! We must find his most vulnerable node!"

The three gritted their teeth and continued to go against the current. Finally, after enduring countless baptisms of temporal storms, when their Divine Sense was about to be washed transparent...

"Found it!"

Immortal Monarch Wanmiao shouted in surprise. They locked onto a key node below the River of Time where Karma fluctuated violently and fate lines were intertwined like hemp.

Through that layer of the space-time barrier, they saw a scene.

This was a Lower Realm with thin Spiritual Qi, a Sect named "Qingyun Dao Sect" was facing a siege by three major forces, the mountain gates shattered, casualties were heavy, and it looked like it was about to be annihilated.

"This is it!"

Immortal Monarch Taixu shouted excitedly: "This is the greatest turning point of his destiny! Look at his aura, he is only at the Soul Transformation Stage right now! He is simply like an ant!"

"As long as we erase him here, all his current achievements will vanish into smoke!"

"Do it!" Immortal Monarch Xuanyang couldn't wait to strike.

"Wait!"

Immortal Monarch Wanmiao quickly stopped him, his expression grave: "Are you crazy? This is a great Karma tribulation that changes the main line of another's fate! If you directly strike to erase a future Immortal Lord, the Heavenly Dao backlash will descend immediately! Even if you are an Immortal Lord, you will be instantly erased by the River of Time!"

"Then what do we do? We finally found his weak point, are we just going to watch?" Immortal Monarch Xuanyang was anxious.

"We can't strike directly, but we can borrow a knife to kill."

Immortal Monarch Wanmiao's eyes flashed with a sinister light: "Don't forget, this kid is currently being besieged by Demonic Path forces. We only need to slightly fine-tune the Karma and give the Nascent Soul Cultivators besieging him a little help..."

"As long as he dies at the hands of those who already have karmic entanglements with him, the Heavenly Dao backlash will be minimized. We can sever his Foundation without blood!"

Inside the Bronze Hall, Lu Yuan's true body sat cross-legged with eyes closed, the Law of Time turning into visible golden ripples around him.

He appeared to be in meditation, but his Divine Sense had long since divided into thousands, and following the karmic lines left by the three veteran Immortal Lords, he silently and synchronously infiltrated the River of Time.

"Borrowing a knife to kill? Quite a clever game."

Lu Yuan looked down at the three sneaky points of light in the River of Time and sneered in his heart.

These three old guys were indeed cautious enough. They knew that striking directly to erase a future Immortal Lord in the past timeline would invite a destructive backlash from the will of the Heavenly Dao, so they chose this more subtle micro-manipulation of "dimensional descent Possession."

Eastern Wilderness, above the Qingyun Dao Sect, time reversed, returning to the node where the wind and clouds changed color.

At this time, the Qingyun Dao Sect was beset by internal and external troubles, its mountain gate shattered.

Thunder clouds rolled in the sky, and the Soul Transformation Stage Lightning Tribulation was brewing.

And beneath the thunder clouds, True Monarch Wan Shou, True Monarch Tian Jian, and True Monarch Tian Huo—the three great Nascent Soul Old Ancestors—were in a pincer formation, trapping Lu Yuan, who had just broken through to the Soul Transformation Stage, tightly in the center.

In the original historical trajectory, these three arrogant Nascent Soul True Monarchs would immediately be killed by Lu Yuan, eventually becoming stepping stones for him to establish his prestige in the Eastern Wilderness.

But at this instant. "Hum—!"

Three almost imperceptible rays of light fell from the void and submerged directly into the crowns of these three Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

Dimensional descent Possession!

True Monarch Tian Huo shuddered, his eyes, which had been somewhat panicked due to the Lightning Tribulation, instantly becoming ancient and cold.

He slowly raised his hand, looked at his relatively weak Nascent Soul Stage Physical Body, and the corners of his mouth curled into a condescending sneer.

"The body of an ant in such a filthy Lower Realm is truly pitifully weak."

Immortal Monarch Xuanyang's voice echoed in True Monarch Tian Huo's Sea of Consciousness: "However, it is enough to crush this little brat."

On the other side, True Monarch Tian Jian's spine straightened abruptly, the whole person seemingly transforming into an unsheathed sharp sword.

A sharp light flashed in his eyes; this was the arrogance and coldness belonging to the Peak of the Sword Dao.

Immortal Monarch Taixu had already taken over this body.

"Space Sword Dao... performing it in such a broken world is simply an insult to the sword."

Immortal Monarch Taixu snorted coldly in his heart, but his hand movements did not slow down.

True Monarch Wan Shou retracted his original rough and violent aura, becoming gloomy and mysterious.

After Immortal Monarch Wanmiao's consciousness took over, he directly dispersed the Lower Realm Yao Beast he had summoned, because in the eyes of an Immortal Lord, these Yao Beast did not even qualify to be cannon fodder.

The three Nascent Soul Cultivators, who were originally just local tyrants of the Lower Realm, at this moment, although their cultivation was still suppressed to the Nascent Soul Stage, their use of Spell, the flow of Law, and this "Immortal" charm of overlooking all living beings had undergone earth-shattering changes.

In mid-air, Lu Yuan, who had just broken through to the Soul Transformation Stage, was preparing to follow established history and trigger the Lightning Tribulation to wipe all three out in one fell swoop.

But the next moment, he immediately sensed something was wrong.

These three did not run away, did not show fear, and did not even adopt a defensive posture.

They just looked at him quietly; this kind of gaze was like looking at an ant struggling in its death throes.

"Does this Lightning Tribulation deserve to be called Heavenly Might?"

"True Monarch Tian Huo," possessed by Immortal Monarch Xuanyang, sneered. He casually beckoned, and a mass of originally ordinary red Heavenly Flame surged from his palm.

But under his Immortal Lord-level micro-manipulation, this mass of Heavenly Flame was frantically compressed and purified.

"Gather for this Seat!"

In just half a breath, that mass of ordinary Heavenly Flame was forcibly stripped of its Impurities and transformed into a wisp of "Extreme Yang Golden Flame" carrying the aura of pseudo-Immortal Dao Laws.

"Go."

Immortal Monarch Xuanyang flicked his finger, and that wisp of Extreme Yang Golden Flame rose against the sky like a red-hot sharp sword piercing into butter.

The Soul Transformation Lightning Tribulation clouds that were rolling across the sky, which were originally enough to make a Nascent Soul Cultivator despair, were actually burned through by this wisp of golden flame, creating a large hole, and then quickly collapsed and dissipated!

The Soul Transformation Lightning Tribulation was actually broken by bare hands!

"What?"

Past Lu Yuan's pupils shrank sharply; such methods could absolutely not be performed by a mere Nascent Soul Cultivator!

"Are you surprised?"

"True Monarch Tian Jian," possessed by Immortal Monarch Taixu, spoke coldly. He drew the Low Grade Spirit Treasure Flying Sword from his back and lightly wiped the blade with his fingers.