At Luofeng Mountain, Lü Yang had been living quite comfortably lately.

Every day, he held the 『Complete Treatise on Pacifying Rong』, studying formations and talismans.

Whenever he had free time, he would discuss the Dao with Su Nu, deepening their communication.

In the blink of an eye, another ten years had passed.

On this day, a streak of flowing light descended from the sky and landed on Luofeng Mountain.

From within, True Person Yinshan stepped out, wearing a strange expression as he looked at Lü Yang.

“Junior Brother, aren’t you going out yet?”

“Going out? No rush, no rush.”

Lü Yang hurriedly walked up, his eyes burning with anticipation as he looked at True Person Yinshan.

Seeing this, True Person Yinshan gave a proud smile and then took out a formation disk.

Inside the formation disk, two familiar souls were tightly suppressed.

Countless black chains pierced through their souls, locking all their thoughts.

They could not even self-detonate, leaving their expressions numb.

It wasn’t until they saw Lü Yang that a trace of emotion finally surfaced in their eyes.

True Person Huanwu and True Person Xuanwu.

The two fugitives from the Divine Martial Sect had actually been captured by Yinshan!

While Lü Yang was impressed, he also grew extremely vigilant.

Not because he distrusted True Person Yinshan, but because of the danger of the mid-Foundation Establishment Realm.

After all, he knew that if he fought these two True Persons, though he could win and even kill them, capturing them alive was nearly impossible.

Yet Yinshan had done it.

Both were mid-Foundation Establishment.

If Yinshan could do it, could Arhat Fulong do it as well?

If Arhat Fulong could, then Lü Yang certainly was no match for him.

At this thought, Lü Yang immediately made a decision.

“Let’s wait a bit longer.”

After all, he had just obtained two Foundation Establishment True Persons.

He was planning to use them to refine the 【Abe Sword】.

Before that, he would continue to use Su Nu to stall Fulong.

Arhat Fulong’s bloodshot eyes stared at Su Nu as she flew across the sky.

Beside him, the Master of Mending Heaven Peak explained helplessly in a low voice:

“Yinshan brought him the two wastes from the Divine Martial Sect.”

“He is currently refining the 【Abe Sword】, so he hasn’t come out yet.”

After a long while, Arhat Fulong finally forced a smile and said, “No matter.”

“Although the second Wind-Avoiding Pill’s effect was reduced by a third, it is still effective.”

“Victory is within reach. I will endure.”

Another ten years passed.

On Luofeng Mountain, a blood-red light pierced the heavens and dyed half the sky red.

It took a long time before the light slowly receded, transforming into a little girl who landed.

“Master, I’m full!”

The little girl, the incarnated spirit of the 【Abe Sword】, patted her round belly, her cheeks flushed with satisfaction.

“It’s been so long since I’ve eaten this well!”

After speaking, she spun on the spot and transformed back into her crimson long sword form, allowing Lü Yang to grasp her in his hand.

As Lü Yang continuously infused his mana into the sword, resonating with the sword spirit, the newly refined 【Abe Sword】’s information soon surfaced in his mind.

“Excellent! As expected, it has become a superior-grade spiritual treasure!”

Lü Yang’s face lit up with joy.

Unlike the 【Heaven-Seeking Instrument】, the 【Abe Sword】 was a pure killing weapon, its wonders naturally more suited for combat.

And this wonder was called 【Butcher of Men】.

“Using 【Blood of the Masses】 as material, and 【Deep Steel】 as the blade, with its spirit infused with the Upper Dipper’s 【Shangzhang】 star, it manifests its wonder and becomes the 【Abe Sword】.”

This sword carried the essence of 【Shangzhang】.

In the heavens, it manifested as frost and wind.

On earth, it embodied metal and iron.

It commanded the authority of slaughter over heaven and earth, embodying extreme Yang.

Thus, the more the wielder practiced this way, battling peers, defeating the strong with the weak, and taking lives in defeat, the stronger the sword’s power would become.

Until finally, with one strike, all techniques would be shattered!

Lü Yang sighed, “What a 【Butcher of Men】!”

As the name suggested, this was a sword for killing!

The more it killed, the stronger it grew.

Its power increased with the strength of those it slew.

In a sense, it shared the same ability as the Myriad Spirits Banner—simple, brutal, yet extremely effective.

However, unlike the Myriad Spirits Banner, this wonder had a drawback.

That was, the wielder could only win, never lose.

Once defeated by someone else, the wonder’s power would be halved and would need to be accumulated again from scratch.

Yet correspondingly, its power was guaranteed.

“Now that I have used two Foundation Establishment True Persons to refine the sword, it’s hard to say how powerful it has become. I should find an opportunity to test it someday.”

Satisfied, Lü Yang put away the Abe Sword.

Then, he opened the panel of the 【Book of a Hundred Lifetimes】 and focused on the 【Anchor Point】, falling into deep thought.

“Should I use it now?”

Previously, he had planned to use the anchor point after restarting.

However, after decades had passed, he gradually changed his mind.

Because now, it seemed that he had accumulated quite a lot of good things.

Moreover, if he restarted from the very beginning, he would definitely have to choose cultivation.

But in that case, a Foundation Establishment True Person suddenly appearing in the Sky-reaching Sea of Clouds would surely alarm many people.

And at that time, he would not have the Heaven-Seeking Instrument.

If he wasn’t careful, it might become a dead end.

So, after much consideration, Lü Yang felt it was better to leave an insurance policy—using the anchor point now.

After all, he could freely choose the time when he restarted.

Additionally, there was another advantage to doing this.

By setting the anchor point in the present, he wouldn’t need to prioritize cultivation and treasures upon restarting.

Instead, he could choose a talent!

With the experience and achievements of this lifetime, he was confident he could unlock a superior talent!

Lü Yang had great confidence in the talents provided by the 【Book of a Hundred Lifetimes】.

Just the purple talent 【Some Skills】 had saved him more than once, making him even more eager to see what effects a golden talent might have.

“… Let’s do it!”

After much deliberation, Lü Yang finally made his decision.

With a thought, an anchor point was set on the panel of the 【Book of a Hundred Lifetimes】.

After completing all this, Lü Yang began planning his next move.

“Should I leave the sect to search for the Heavenly Dipper and Earth Fiend?”

Lü Yang made a divination and then shook his head.

“Something’s not right. How is Fulong still alive after twenty more years? Forget it, I’ll wait a bit longer.”

Ten years passed, and then another ten years…

Arhat Fulong finally could not hold on any longer.

Because the repeated use of the Wind-Avoiding Pill reduced its effectiveness by a third each time, he had used up a full three pills from the Master of Mending Heaven Peak over the past twenty years.

And then, he could no longer contact the Master of Mending Heaven Peak.

By now, not to mention fighting anyone, Arhat Fulong could barely move.

He was on the verge of death, his breath fading with each passing moment.

At this moment, only despair remained in his heart.

Then, he suddenly found that his memory, which had been blurred by old age, had become clear again—especially the image of Lü Yang.

【Confirming Intimacy and Distance】!

In the next second, the figure from his memory turned from illusion to reality.

A young man, unchanged from decades ago, full of vitality, walked out step by step.

It was Lü Yang, who had calculated that Fulong’s end was near and had specially come to visit.

“Fellow Daoist, it has been a while, hasn’t it?”

Arhat Fulong: “…”

At this moment, the twenty years spent waiting outside the Holy Sect flashed through his mind.

Arhat Fulong finally woke up from his dream-like state.

“A treasure for calculating the secrets of heaven… Beast, you’ve been playing me!?”

Before he could finish his words, Arhat Fulong spewed a mouthful of hot blood toward the sky.

“Ah——!!!”

He was unwilling!

Had he known Lü Yang possessed a treasure that could calculate the secrets of heaven, he would never have foolishly wasted twenty years.

He would have found another way to conceal his presence!

At this thought, Arhat Fulong struggled to support himself, as if wanting to fight Lü Yang to the death.

However, his end had already come, and he was beyond saving.

Within the Foundation Establishment Realm, a gust of wind blew.

Arhat Fulong, who had just managed to lift himself halfway, completely lost his strength and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Then, with a loud crash, his body disintegrated.

A wisp of his soul drifted into reincarnation.

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