Chapter 983: 978: Masters of Dao Fall Out, Bhagavat’s True Intent!
Chapter 983: Chapter 978: Masters of Dao Fall Out, Bhagavat’s True Intent!
The collapse of the Foundation Establishment Realm rapidly affected the entire Void Sea of Light.
Within an indescribable, dim realm shrouded in countless streams of light, a pair of eyes suddenly opened. His gaze pierced through the Sea of Suffering to look upward.
Those eyes quickly filled with bewilderment and shock.
“It’s lowered…”
This wasn’t his first time looking up at the Other Shore. After all, he dreamed of Refining his Nascent Soul and establishing his Daoist Position in that infinitely high and distant place.
No one knew better than him just how high and far the Other Shore was. Precisely because of this, no one else could feel the changes in the Other Shore at this moment more profoundly than he did. He was absolutely certain—the once-unreachable Other Shore had suddenly plummeted. It was no longer so unattainable!
Similar anomalies were occurring all across the Sea of Light.
Perfected Lords perhaps did not feel it clearly yet, but any Cultivator who had reached the level of Great Perfected Lord could feel the oppression bearing down from above.
The Other Shore was falling!
Everything was going exactly according to Bhagavat’s plan. With the collapse of the Foundation Establishment Realm, the Current World could no longer bear the heavy pressure of the Other Shore, which carried six Masters of Dao!
At this moment, the Masters of Dao, who had been fighting over the Netherworld, tacitly stopped their respective actions. Instead, they all surged toward the Constant that the Saint Sect Ancestral Master had forged in the Netherworld. For a time, they actually managed to block the Constant’s attempt to erase Lingxiao True Monarch.
“First Saint, this person cannot be Killed.”
“The Foundation Establishment Realm has already collapsed. If the Netherworld collapses as well, the Current World will lose its two great pillars, and the Other Shore will inevitably fall as a result. All of our schemes will be for naught!”
“I think so too…”
Lü Yang continued to daydream about the conversation between the Masters of Dao, watching the conflict in the Netherworld with great interest. He thought, “Hurry up and fight! I want to see rivers of blood!”
Immediately after, he glanced at Ang Xiao again.
He thought, “Oh, wait, I should call him Lingxiao True Monarch now. This old ghost actually hid this kind of identity from me. And to think I treated him like a brother…
“Just you wait. I’ll settle this score with you in the next life!”
Meanwhile, Lingxiao True Monarch seemed to have reacted as well. He suddenly spoke up, “I already have one foot inside the Netherworld Lord’s Hall.
“Release the Constant and let me achieve the Dao. I can expand the Netherworld across the entire Void Sea of Light to replace the Foundation Establishment Realm. As the Lord of the Netherworld, I will not compete with you for positions on the Other Shore. I won’t be a threat to you in the short term, much less fight you for opportunities to reach a higher Realm.
“Otherwise… I will detonate the Netherworld!”
At this point, Lingxiao True Monarch’s expression was incomparably resolute. “It’s best not to doubt whether I can do it, or else it will only result in a lose-lose situation.”
Could he really detonate the Netherworld?
Lü Yang quickly came to a conclusion in his heart, “It’s possible!”
Because, just as Lingxiao True Monarch had said, he already had one foot inside the Netherworld Lord’s Hall. He held a certain level of authority over the Netherworld.
Even if he couldn’t use the power of the Netherworld to Refine his Nascent Soul and become a Master of Dao, he might still be able to detonate the Netherworld. After all, destroying was always much easier than creating. Of course, it could also be a bluff. But considering the situation with the Other Shore, almost none of the Masters of Dao would risk testing him.
He thought, “When it comes to matters concerning themselves, Masters of Dao always prefer compromise and moderation.
“With the Great Dao right in front of them, if you say an extra Lord of the Netherworld is coming to the table to eat with them and cut into their profits, they definitely won’t allow it.
“But if you say that if you can’t eat at this table, you’ll just flip it over so no one can eat, then these Masters of Dao will step in to mediate. They’d be willing to let a Lord of the Netherworld join the table… Not bad. This naturally wicked old ghost reacted quite fast. He saw through the situation immediately.”
Lü Yang praised him inwardly.
Following that, he looked toward the very top of the Other Shore at that tiny, yet still tranquil figure. He wondered, “What will you do? Will you just compromise like this?”
A second later, Lü Yang got his answer.
RUMBLE!
In an instant, the Constant—which hung high above the Netherworld but had been obstructed by the other Masters of Dao—trembled slightly. Then, it continued to press down!
No compromise!
This scene immediately caused Lü Yang’s pupils to shrink. Seeing this, Ang Xiao also revealed a stunned expression. He hadn’t expected the Saint Sect Ancestral Master to make such a choice.
After all, they were both Saint Sect True Monarchs.
For the sake of profit, let alone compromising, a Saint Sect True Monarch wouldn’t even mind begging on their hands and knees. Judging others by oneself, the Saint Sect Ancestral Master should have been the same.
But why?
It was just one extra Lord of the Netherworld. Even if he grouped up with Bhagavat, his level would actually be quite limited. It was impossible for him to truly threaten you, so why not compromise?
Only World Purger Fei Xue on the other side shook his head and sighed inwardly, “What a pity. If this were before that old immortal left behind the Constant, there might still have been a chance to negotiate. But since the Constant has already been set, there is absolutely no room for negotiation. It must become a reality!”
If the predestined trend could be altered, how could it be called a Constant?
He thought, “If he truly abandons this Constant and chooses to yield, the very foundation of the Constant in the Sea of Light will be pried up and shaken.
“This is a battle of Dao!
“Because the current situation no longer has anything to do with the Netherworld. There is absolutely no way that old immortal will yield, and it’s equally impossible for the other Masters of Dao to sit idly by and let him do whatever he wants.”
This was Lü Yang’s misjudgment.
Prior to this, Lü Yang had always believed that Bhagavat nurtured Ang Xiao in order to have an extra Master of Dao to group up with, thereby opposing the Saint Sect Ancestral Master.
Even Ang Xiao himself thought so.
However, they were all wrong.
Or rather, they hadn’t thought deeply enough or looked far enough. Allowing Ang Xiao to become the Lord of the Netherworld was merely an incidental result of the plan.
Bhagavat thought, “The Netherworld is actually not important.
“An extra Lord of the Netherworld would, at best, stand on the first layer of the Other Shore. He wouldn’t even be a match for me, so how could he possibly make the First Saint feel apprehensive?”
Bhagavat lowered his eyes, his compassionate face gaining a somewhat icy smile. He thought, “A battle of Dao—this is the real hope! By using the relationship between the Netherworld and the Current World to comprehensively trigger a conflict between the other Masters of Dao and the First Saint, setting off a battle of Dao… Only then will I have a chance to fish in troubled waters!”
Right now, his plan had already succeeded.
The best outcome would undoubtedly be for All Daoist Lords to win. The First Saint would be forced to yield, the manifestation of the Constant would be aborted, and Ang Xiao would smoothly become the Lord of the Netherworld.
In this way, the First Saint’s side would be damaged, while he would gain a strong reinforcement in the Lord of the Netherworld. With one side weakening and the other growing, coupled with manipulating the Great Net of Karma Links like this, laying out plans for eternity, guiding the general trend, and counterattacking the Constant, the feedback he received would be enough for him to ascend another layer and stand shoulder-to-shoulder with the Daoist Lord of Magical Power.
He would be winning on all fronts.
The second-best outcome would simply be All Daoist Lords compromising with each other, minimizing the damage to the Constant. However, no matter what, it would still suffer damage.
He thought, “First Saint, you won’t escape this round!”
In Bhagavat’s view, the Saint Sect Ancestral Master’s only Breaking the Situation Technique—which was also the worst outcome in his plan—was for the First Saint to suppress All Daoist Lords single-handedly.
To forcefully maintain the Constant.
To forcefully Kill Ang Xiao and collapse the Netherworld.
But in that case, the Other Shore would inevitably fall. Even if the Saint Sect Ancestral Master managed to preserve the manifestation of the Constant, his own Position would plummet drastically.
Of course, this would also affect Bhagavat himself.
But so what?
He thought, “It’s nothing more than risking my life to play along with you all.”
As a junior who had only Refined his Nascent Soul five thousand years ago, how could he play chess against the other Masters of Dao if he didn’t risk his life and possess the resolve to gamble everything?
“At worst, the Sea of Light will be reshaped, and everyone will return to the time when the Masters of Dao resided in the world to start from scratch. I’ll still have a chance!”