537: Chapter 537 Scheming Against Lu Yuan

Every single step was densely engraved with Formation patterns, which faintly shimmered with a pale golden light, integrating seamlessly with the Formation system of the entire island.

On both sides of the steps lay the bottomless Void Realm, where countless spots of light floated. These spots of light were not stars, but miniature Formation nodes, densely packed and layered upon one another, forming a terrifying defensive system that would make any Formation Great Master's scalp tingle.

Immortal Monarch Wanmiao observed his surroundings in secret as he walked.

He was highly skilled in Formations himself, but at this moment, he was shocked to find that he could not see through the operating principles of these Formations at all.

The complexity of the Formation patterns far exceeded his cognition; some lines were even constantly evolving and perfecting themselves, as if they possessed life.

With just one glance, he felt his mind drawn by an invisible force, and his Divine Soul throbbed with a faint pain, prompting him to quickly withdraw his gaze.

"What terrifying mastery of Formations..." He was secretly startled. After walking for about the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn and passing through at least seventeen layers of Formation light barriers, the scene before his eyes finally changed once more.

A grand Dao palace appeared at the end of his vision. The young man stopped in front of the palace's main gate, turned around, and made a welcoming gesture to the three of them. "Seniors, my master is waiting inside."

After saying this, he stepped aside and stood quietly holding his horsetail whisk, clearly having no intention of entering.

Immortal Monarch Wanmiao took a deep breath and was the first to push open the gates of the Dao palace.

The heavy jade doors slowly opened inward without making a single sound.

The moment the doors opened, a vast, abyss-like aura of the Great Dao rushed over them. The three felt as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on their hearts, and their footsteps involuntarily faltered slightly.

The interior of the Dao palace was unexpectedly spacious. The entire grand hall spanned thousands of feet, yet it was devoid of any redundant furnishings.

Right in the center, there was only a cloud bed condensed from Chaos Spiritual Qi.

On the cloud bed, a middle-aged man wearing a Yin and Yang Daoist robe sat cross-legged.

The Daoist robe he wore was half-black and half-white. The left side was pitch black like ink, embroidered with stars, the sun, and the moon; the right side was pure white like snow, embroidered with mountains, rivers, and lakes. The two colors met perfectly in the center, forming a perfect Tai Chi diagram, with an endless flow of Dao rhyme faintly circulating.

The middle-aged man had a lean face and a long beard under his chin.

His eyes were slightly closed, and his expression was serene, as if he were immersed in the deepest Realm of Dao comprehension.

But what truly made the hearts of the three Immortal Lords sink was the Law of the Great Dao wrapping around his body.

With his eyes slightly closed, he was enveloped by several completely different Laws of the Great Dao—there was the scorching Law of Fire, the icy Law of Water, and even the obscure Laws of Lightning and Life.

These Laws constantly rose, fell, and fused around him, exuding a heart-palpitating sense of unfathomable depth.

Late Stage Immortal Lord!

This level was already the absolute peak existence below the Immortal King.

One step further would be the legendary Realm of the Immortal King.

And the aura emanating from Immortal Monarch Daoyan at this moment had clearly already touched the edge of that threshold.

Immortal Monarch Wanmiao felt both shocked and bitter in his heart. Despite both being Immortal Lords, the gap between them was so immense.

He, Xuanyang, and Taixu were all Middle Stage Immortal Lords. Working together, they could even contend against a Late Stage Immortal Lord.

But standing in front of Immortal Monarch Daoyan now, he could clearly feel this qualitative difference.

It was not a gap in the amount of power, but a gap in the level of perfection of their Dao foundations.

Immortal Monarch Daoyan's Dao foundation had clearly been polished to an extreme level.

Just as the three of them were harboring their own thoughts, Immortal Monarch Daoyan slowly spoke.

He still did not open his eyes, yet his voice echoed throughout the grand hall, as if every inch of space was resonating with it.

"My three fellow Daoists, I trust you have been well."

His voice was very calm, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

Yet it was precisely this calmness that instead gave off a feeling of absolute control over everything.

It was as if the arrival of the three Immortal Lords had long been within his expectations.

Immortal Monarch Wanmiao wore a bitter smile. His Origin injury was still throbbing with pain. The backlash injury from the Law of Time was extremely difficult to heal and required a long period of recuperation to fully recover.

But he was in no mood for pleasantries at this moment. He took a step forward and got straight to the point.

"Brother Daoyan..." His voice carried a hint of weariness and embarrassment. "We have come this time to ask for a favor."

He did not beat around the bush, nor did he attempt to conceal anything.

At their level, being secretive would only make them look ridiculous.

Thus, he recounted everything that had happened in Daluo Heaven exactly as it had occurred.

From Lu Yuan's sudden rise to power, to the might of the Chaos Body and the Double Pupils.

From the simultaneous manifestation of multiple Laws of the Great Dao, to the despair-inducing three supreme Laws of Time, Space, and Reincarnation.

From their joint attempt to hunt him down by traveling back in time, to how the three of them were severely wounded by his summoned Past and Future Selves.

As he spoke, the air inside the hall seemed to freeze a bit.

Immortal Monarch Wanmiao grew more and more agitated as he spoke, his voice unconsciously carrying a tone of gritted teeth, and his hands beneath his immortal robes clenched until they creaked.

"That kid's Physical Body is not only outrageously powerful—such that the full-force strikes of the three of us only left shallow marks on him—but his Chaos Body combined with the Double Pupils can almost see through all of our methods! What is even more terrifying is that he can actually summon his future Incarnation at a past point in time. This bizarre entanglement of Karma completely violates the basic rules of the Law of Time!"

He took a deep breath, a flicker of fear crossing his eyes. "The three of us joined forces to travel back in time, intending to strangle him at some point in the past."

"But to our surprise, he was already prepared and had actually hidden a projection of his Future Self in that past space-time! That strike..."

Immortal Monarch Taixu took over the conversation from the side, his voice deep. "That strike directly severed all the karmic connections the three of us had left at that space-time node. Had we not severed that segment of space-time in time, even our main bodies might have been dragged into eternal damnation by the karmic backlash."

"Even so, our Origins were severely damaged, and without ten thousand years of recuperation, we cannot recover at all."

Immortal Monarch Wanmiao gritted his teeth and said word by word, "If we allow him to continue growing, once he completely stabilizes his Immortal Lord Realm and thoroughly masters the supreme Laws... there will probably be no place left for us in this Immortal Realm!"

After he finished speaking, the grand hall fell into a silence. Immortal Monarch Daoyan still sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, his face as calm as water, showing no emotional change whatsoever.

The Laws of the Great Dao around his body continued to slowly circulate, emitting a faint humming sound.

After a moment, he finally slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of eyes so deep they seemed to contain the entire starry sky.

Within his pitch-black pupils, countless spots of light flickered and flashed, each spot seemingly corresponding to the operating Laws of a Great Dao.

A single glance from an ordinary person would plunge them into an infinite obsession with the ultimate truths of the Great Dao, unable to extricate themselves for the rest of their lives.