The high-ranking members of the Immortal Sect were completely dumbfounded. They had just begun to recite the grand ancient words when a group of people suddenly burst out of the crowd, covering them with sacks.

 

The high-ranking members of the Immortal Sect were completely dumbfounded. They were covered with sacks and tied up with ropes. They admitted defeat, but why was the Seek Tao Sect so proficient in this method?

 

Aren't you supposed to be a reputable sect?

 

The high-ranking members of the Immortal Sect were chanting an ancient language that paired with the Immortal Treasure, the Yellow Millet Pillow. The content of the words was profound, beyond the understanding of ordinary people. So far, no one had been able to decipher it. The Immortal Sect speculated that this was an ancient Immortal Art used to drive the Immortal Treasure. Some said it was an ancient language used to awaken the Immortal Treasure.

 

Regardless of which, it was certain that the Yellow Millet Pillow, paired with the ancient words, was an unbeatable weapon among those of the same level.

 

The leader of the Immortal Sect speculated that the Immortal was proficient in the laws of dream-like Immortal Dao. The so-called "A thousand autumns in a dream, what year is tonight?" was a poetic phrase used by the ancient monks to describe the Immortal.

 

The leader of the Immortal Sect, after verification, also discovered that the Kylin Immortal had expressed the hope to let the Immortal sleep forever.

 

"This shows that although the five ancient Immortals were hard to rank in terms of strength, the Kylin Immortal must have feared the Immortal and did not want the Immortal to wake up!" The leader of the Immortal Sect said so.

 

Vice-leader Liu shook his head, interrupting his own thoughts. He realized that the Seek Tao Sect was well-prepared. They were like turtles in a jar, already caught in a trap.

 

Who is the traitor?!

 

Vice-leader Liu suddenly realized that Lu Yang had disappeared from his side at some point. He suddenly looked up and saw Lu Yang, who was speaking on the stage.

 

Lu Yang seemed to notice Vice-leader Liu's gaze, met his eyes, and showed a calm smile, continuing to speak: "After this exchange, everyone must…"

 

"It's you!" Vice-leader Liu was furious. He didn't expect Lu Yang to be the traitor.

 

Did the Seek Tao Sect turn Lu Yang?

 

No, he could stand on the stage, which meant he was originally from the Seek Tao Sect! Even a high-ranking member?!

 

"Heh, Lu Yang, the big thief, does he think he has the game in his hands?!"

 

Vice-leader Liu showed a desperate and crazy look, taking out the Immortal Treasure, the Yellow Millet Pillow, from his storage ring.

 

"Let them know what an Immortal Treasure is, even if you are the only one, you can drive this treasure!"

 

Vice-leader Liu spat a mouthful of essence blood onto the Yellow Millet Pillow. The Yellow Millet Pillow emitted a strange green light, which spread out like ripples.

 

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

 

Whether it was disciples of the Seek Tao Sect, disciples of the Seven-Line Sect, or even the low-ranking members of the Immortal Sect who were caught, they all swayed and fell to the ground with a thud, snoring gradually rising.

 

Snoring…

 

The Martial Arts Square was the central area of the Seek Tao Sect, which should have been a place of prosperity and tranquility. Now it was noisy, with only snoring left, which was very strange.

 

Even the low-ranking members of the sect under the stands couldn't resist the power of the Yellow Millet Pillow and were pulled into the dream.

 

Vice-leader Liu was powerful, but he didn't care at all, laughing wildly.

 

"Hahaha, what about the Seek Tao Sect, what about the Seven-Line Sect, let them dare to look down on our Immortal Sect!"

 

Vice-leader Liu was full of killing intent, wanting to take this opportunity to kill the disciples of the Seek Tao Sect.

 

"We have to hurry, the Tribulation-crossing period of the Seek Tao Sect will notice the movement here and will definitely come. Even if you hold the Immortal Treasure and sacrifice it with essence blood, it's hard to resist the power of the Tribulation-crossing period." Vice-leader Liu muttered to himself.

 

Those in the Tribulation-crossing period were hidden in the deepest part of the sect, either guarding secrets, seeking the Immortal Dao, or isolated from the mundane world, and rarely took action.

 

As far as I know, among the seven small Immortal Sects, only the abbot of the Hanging Temple is in the Tribulation-crossing period, and the rest of the seven sect leaders are all in the Unity period.

 

The abbot of the Hanging Temple is from the next generation. In our generation, there are still people who have reached the Tribulation-crossing period.

 

When the Tribulation-crossing period comes out, I, who holds the Immortal Treasure, am not the weakest!

 

"How is it, do you still want to kill in front of me?"

 

A voice full of mockery and a hint of indifference came, interrupting Vice-leader Liu's reverie.

 

The voice was unfamiliar. Vice-leader Liu suddenly looked up and was surprised to find that no one in the center had fallen asleep!

 

"How is that possible!"

 

Slowly, Vice-leader Liu's surprise turned into horror.

 

Lu Yang did not fall into a deep sleep, which meant he was in the Tribulation-crossing period!

 

Everything made sense now. That's why Lu Yang, who showed the Foundation Establishment period in front of him, could sit in the position of the lower ranks of the Seek Tao Sect.

 

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

 

"Who are you exactly!" Vice-leader Liu asked sternly. To become a Tribulation-crossing period, one must be a nameless powerhouse, but I couldn't match Lu Yang with any of them.

 

Lu Yang stood under the stands with his hands behind his back, his white clothes fluttering, like a banished Immortal.

 

He gave a flick of his robe and leaped up.

 

"I am, Tofu Celestial!"

 

At this time, it was already late at night. Under the moonlight, a figure was very conspicuous in the white night, as if he was the darling of the world, attracting all eyes.

 

Lu Yang's aura was released, bathed in the moonlight, a force far beyond the Unity period burst out from him, and Vice-leader Liu couldn't help but bow in worship.

 

"Origin arises, the sword falls."

The sword light pierced through the dark clouds, the azure immortal sword, like divine punishment, carrying the wrath of the gods and the indifference of the immortals, descended from the sky,

 

Punishing all evildoers.

 

Facing that unparalleled sword, Vice Sect Leader Liu didn't even have the strength to resist. It was as if my body was fixed in place, unable to move.

 

The only thing I could do was to lift my head, squint my eyes, and watch the azure immortal sword fall.

 

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

 

"Swords are auspicious objects, I am willing to kill."

 

The Tofu Celestial Lord was indifferent, turned around and left, leaving behind an eternal silhouette.

 

In reality, everyone gathered around, watching Vice Sect Leader Liu lying on the ground, his body occasionally twitching. They were curious about what kind of dream Lu Yang had woven for Vice Sect Leader Liu.

 

In fact, Lu Yang had been standing next to Vice Sect Leader Liu all along, and the one speaking on the stage was the junior elder.

 

Vice Sect Leader Liu had retreated into the dream as soon as he realized that Lu Yang was by his side.

 

The Dream Pillow was an item of the Decayed Immortal. Yun Zhi, who knew how to use the Dream Pillow, drove it directly through the storage ring, causing Vice Sect Leader Liu to fall into a deep sleep, and then let Lu Yang weave the dream.

 

As for the others, including Vice Sect Leader Liu, they were really bagged and captured.

 

"Why is it you who gets to use your pillow!" The Decayed Immortal also wanted to play, but was stopped by Lu Yang.

 

"You helped him explore the danger, eighty million years have passed, it's about time it went bad." Lu Yang naturally took the first dream weaving right.

 

"By the way, does he need someone to sing for him when he uses the Dream Pillow in the future?" Lu Yang remembered the grandeur of the lower ranks of the Decayed Sect chanting ancient words, as if they were offering a sacrifice to some insignificant existence.

 

"What were those people singing?"

 

The Decayed Immortal recalled and said, "It's the lullaby you play with your doll when you sleep, the content is 'Sleep, sleep, my dear darling…'"

 

The lower ranks of the Decayed Sect sang with such vigor that it didn't match the lullaby's mood at all. It took you a while to realize what they were singing.

 

Lu Yang:

 

Some people are dead, but not completely dead…