Wang Wen sighed deeply. "I really don't know what the Eternals fed you to make you so loyal.
Those three are the same. "
"Three?" The blue-haired man was surprised.
Wang Wen waved his hand, and the death energy dispersed, revealing a large area. Three figures appeared in three different directions. One was clad in pitch-black armor, his face, hands, and legs hidden. Another was a member of the Thousand Faces Bureau, lying miserably on the ground. However, his eyes were moving, indicating that he was still conscious. The last was Lu Yin disguised as Ye Bo, his hands and feet bound by the death energy. He didn't seem to be faring well either.
Because of the death energy, even though they weren't far from each other, none of them knew of each other's existence.
"Ye Bo?" the pink-haired woman exclaimed.
Lu Yin looked up. "Dual Blade Stream?
You've been captured too? "
"You've been captured too?
How did you end up like this? "The blue-haired man was shocked.
Lu Yin said bitterly, "I was captured by a powerhouse from the Above Heaven Sect. I don't know who betrayed us, but none of our attacks on the six space-time zones were successful."
"Is this the new captain of the True God Guard?
Poor thing, you've been beaten up like this. Look at me, I'm fine. I told you before that there's no harm in wearing more armor. See, I was right, "the heavy ghost said from the distance.
The blue-haired man looked at the heavy ghost. "You're not dead yet?"
"Hey, hey, hey, what's with that tone?
Do you want me dead?
I was only hit by Lu Tianyi's love attack once. It's not a big deal. Look, cough, cough. "He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.
Dual Blade Stream looked at the Thousand Faces Bureau member on the ground. "Hey, Bureau member, you're not dead yet, are you?"
Lu Yin said in a hoarse voice, "He's not dead. He's still conscious. Bureau member, speak."
The man from the Game of a Thousand Faces gritted his teeth. The fury in his heart had already reached the heavens. This bastard Ye Bo was clearly a spy that the humans had planted in the clan. He was the one who had beaten him down, and now he had actually pretended to be captured. What was he planning?
He couldn't say a word. This bastard.
"Hey, Bureau member, you're not dead yet, are you?" Lu Yin said a few more words.
The Thousand Faces Bureau member was about to vomit blood.
The blue-haired man said, "Forget it. It looks like his injuries aren't light."
Clap, clap, clap.
Wang Wen clapped. "Everyone, are you satisfied with this environment?
Do you want me to let you continue chatting? "
"Cut the crap. We won't betray the clan." Lu Yin was the first to speak.
Hearing this, the people from Game of a Thousand Faces almost ground their teeth to pieces.
Wang Wen sighed regretfully, "What a pity. I wanted you to have a chat with each other and come to a tacit agreement to betray the Everlasting Race and help my Six Paths Guild. Since none of you are willing to do so, then we'll stick to our original plan. What awaits you is a miserable end, especially you, Ye Bo."
His expression changed, and he looked at Lu Yin with an incomparably gloomy expression, "The sins you committed in the Astral Tree Domain will not be repaid even if you die ten thousand times. We will send you to the Lu family to suffer an unimaginable punishment."
Lu Yin sneered. "If you betray the race, you will suffer an even more miserable punishment. Humans, you will be defeated sooner or later. You have no idea how deep the Eternals' foundations are."
Wang Wen waved his hand, and the Qi of Death descended, separating everyone again. Only the people from the Thousand Faces Game were not separated.
As the Qi of Death descended, Lu Yin exhaled, took off his mask, and reverted to his original appearance. Under the shocked gazes of the people from Game of a Thousand Faces, he approached step by step.
The people from Game of a Thousand Faces would never have imagined that Ye Bo was Lu Yin in disguise. Back in the Neoverse, he was struck down by Ye Bo and lost the chance to return to the Realm of Disaster. At that time, he did not know that Ye Bo was Lu Yin.
Yin.
Now he knew.
The shock it brought was so great that it gave him the illusion that everything was fake.
Lu Yin was the Dao Master of the Above Heaven Sect, the master of the Primordial Space. Yet, he had risked his life to sneak into the Realm of Disaster and even cultivated divine power. How did he do it?
The people from Game of a Thousand Faces stared blankly at Lu Yin as he walked over step by step.
Lu Yin squatted in front of him, "Are you surprised?"
The person from Game of a Thousand Faces could speak now. He looked at Lu Yin in shock, "Dao Master Lu, I admire you."
Lu Yin smiled faintly, "The Everlasting Race cannot discover me."
"Because you cultivated divine power." The person from Game of a Thousand Faces did not believe his own words, but it was the truth.
Lu Yin nodded, "Yes, divine power. In the eyes of the Everlasting Race, once you cultivate divine power, you will never betray them. You will always listen to the One True God, but I am an exception."
"You will not be an exception. It's just that the time has not come yet." The person from Game of a Thousand Faces gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.
Lu Yin looked at the person from Game of a Thousand Faces, "You people will never betray the One True God, right?"
The person from Game of a Thousand Faces did not answer. Instead, he stared at Lu Yin.
"In that case, there is no value in keeping you alive, especially you. You know that I disguised myself as Ye Bo to sneak into the Realm of Disaster," Lu Yin said casually.
The person from Game of a Thousand Faces narrowed his eyes, "You will become like us sooner or later. The One True God is our god, and the Everlasting Race is our home. You will be the same."
Lu Yin suddenly raised his hand and slapped down.
The person from Game of a Thousand Faces looked ferocious. Just as Lu Yin's palm was about to hit him, Lu Yin suddenly stopped.
A gust of wind blew, bringing a chill to the person from Game of a Thousand Faces.
He looked at Lu Yin in shock.
"The taste of death is not good, right?" Lu Yin said calmly.
The person from Game of a Thousand Faces looked at Lu Yin in a daze, "Why don't you kill me?"
Lu Yin stood up, "I need you to put on a show, but not now. Enjoy the feeling of waiting for death. This day will come sooner or later."
After saying that, Lu Yin left.
To him, the person from Game of a Thousand Faces' greatest value was his consciousness. The person from Game of a Thousand Faces had the ability to separate his consciousness and control others. Lu Yin did not know if this was a talent or a battle technique. He wanted to obtain this ability. Perhaps he could make the die's six pips into a controllable situation.
Therefore, he gave the person from Game of a Thousand Faces a taste of death. No matter how the True God Guard Captain would not betray the Everlasting Race, being afraid of death was the nature of living creatures. This had nothing to do with betrayal. Lu Yin hoped that the next time he came, he would be able to get what he wanted from the person from Game of a Thousand Faces.
Back then, he had relied on this method to break down Mu Jun's will step by step.
He knew that he was not a charming person. He could not capture someone and expect them to submit to him. Only an idiot would think that. Things should be done step by step.
The person from Game of a Thousand Faces panted heavily. He had really thought that he was going to die. That feeling of death was rather despairing.
If he was not afraid of death, he would not have been in such a hurry to return to the Neoverse.
No living creature was unafraid of death, unless they had lost their rationality. For example, the Corpse King.
He did not want to die, but he also could not betray the Everlasting Race.
What was Lu Yin trying to do?
On the other side, Two Blade Stream was also talking.
"Ye Bo will be miserable," the pink-haired woman said in a low voice.
The blue-haired man said, "He came from this space-time and has an irreconcilable hatred with this space-time. His ending will not be good."
"What a pity.
Actually, I think he's quite pleasing to the eye, even if he's cold. "
"Among the Everlasting Race, he's already considered kind. Forget it, let's not think about him."
"Brother, I'm sorry."
"You're doing it again …"
…
Above the Sky Sect's back mountain, Lu Yin drank the tea that Zhao Ran had brewed. It was a newly developed tea that was entirely emerald in color. It looked good, but its taste was a little like glass.
More than half a month had passed since Lu Yin had put on a show in front of Two Blade Stream. By now, all of the berserk corpses in the Six Direction Society had been dealt with. Aside from the Cyclops King, there were now seventeen other Progenitors at Lu Yin's command platform.
This was a terrifying number. This was the Lu family. As long as they had the chance, they could quickly go from zero to double digits.
Lu Yin could do it, and so could Lu Tianyi and the others. However, they did not have that many Progenitors to give them command.
In the Endless Battlefield, the Six Direction Society had completely gained the upper hand. They had gathered outside Three Layers of Hell and suppressed the Everlasting Race.
Even Stardevourer, who should have been in the Giant's Hell, was nowhere to be seen. He had previously supported the Giant's Hell, but no one knew where he was now.
Although the situation was optimistic, no one suggested attacking the Calamity Realm. Aside from Lu Yin and the Grand Empyrean, no one else dared to make such a decision.
Of the two who could make such a decision, one did not care, while the other knew that they would not be able to win.
Thus, there was still only Celestial Victor in the Calamity Realm, and he could be considered the Six Direction Society's gatekeeper.
Wang Wen constantly racked his brain cells to think of a reasonable way to send Ye Bo back to the Calamity Realm.
Wei Rong had also joined in, and the two of them were scheming in a corner of Above the Sky Sect. Lu Yin felt that the atmosphere there had become much darker.
He tried Counterstep.
The Undying God had added a new change to Counterstep, which allowed it to not only reverse space-time but also skip time. Lu Yin could clearly see this change.
He knew about this change, but if he wanted to reach the level of skipping time, he would need to continue comprehending it. It was not something that could be done overnight.
Right, he remembered that cheap disciple of his, so he called the Second Nightking over.
"How has Tuo Lin been recently?"
The Second Nightking had a strange expression. "Path Master, h-he's been a little obsessed."
Lu Yin did not understand. "Obsessed?"
"Those history books that were given to him. He seems to be very obsessed with those books. He's been reading them all this time, and he doesn't respond even when I call out to him."
Lu Yin was stunned. Was there such a thing?
He had only casually spouted nonsense to not cause Tuo Lin to despair. Lu Yin had given him a test that would take a long time to pass, so how had he become obsessed?
With that in mind, Lu Yin headed towards Tuo Lin's residence. He looked around and saw that the entire courtyard was filled with books. It was not just Tuo Lin's courtyard; the surroundings and even the entire mountain peak were filled with books.
Many of these books were precious, and they were the type that had been preserved using special methods.
"Where did these books come from?" Lu Yin asked.
The Second Nightking replied, "Many people have heard that the Path Master is collecting books on the history of the Fifth Mainland, and they have sent them over. I've already rejected a large batch, but there are still so many that have been sent over. There are still more waiting to be delivered.
"Because of this, a new industry has appeared in the outside world. It's called the Department of Books."
Lu Yin was speechless. A casual sentence from him had actually brought about an industry.
He peered through the books and saw Tuo Lin flipping through a book in a daze. He flipped through the pages very quickly. Was this really reading?
After watching for a while and seeing that Tuo Lin had no intention of stopping, Lu Yin left. No matter what, there was no harm in reading more books.