From the moment he chose to break ties with Duan Jin.

They had already decided to withdraw from the Heavenly Alliance.

Of course, even if he didn't choose to quit, Duan Jin wouldn't let him go back.

"From now on, you shall call me Senior Lu, or Elder Lu."

Lu Yang said calmly.

Compared to being the Third Elder in the Heavenly Alliance, he still prefers to be called Elder Lu.

That's what people called him when he was in Lingyun Sect.

"Senior Lu!"

Elder Lu!

Lin Bo and the others changed their tune according to Lu Yang's wishes.

Lu Yang nodded, acknowledging the way people addressed him.

"I have a pretty easygoing personality, you don't need to be so..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Yang's expression changed, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene,

Lin Bo and the others were shocked and rushed forward to help him up.

"Senior Lu, are you alright?"

"Cough cough cough..."

Lu Yang coughed a few times and stretched out a hand to block the crowd.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his other hand and said, "It's nothing, it's just that confronting that old bastard Duan Jin just now aggravated my injuries..."

Lu Yang once intervened to stop the Dragon King.

It took the full force of the Dragon King's attack head-on.

Although I was lucky enough to survive.

However, the meridians are indeed broken, the qi and blood are depleted, and the primordial spirit is unstable.

To heal his injury.

At least one fifth-order Dao God Pill is required.

If Lingyun Sect still exists.

With a little more effort, I can definitely obtain a fifth-tier Dao God Pill.

However, the entire Yuzhou has now been turned upside down by the sea tribes.

Let alone a fifth-order Dao God Pill.

Even fourth-tier and third-tier pills are scarce resources; once used, they become one less.

Even if Lu Yang used the power of the Heavenly Dao Alliance to gather the resources needed to refine the Dao God Pill.

However, they could not find a master alchemist who could refine fifth-grade pills.

Whether it's alchemy, weapon crafting, or array formation...

Those who can reach the Grandmaster level are even rarer than those who have reached the Nascent Soul stage.

One such person appears only once every thousand years.

Before the invasion of the sea race, Yuzhou already had a master alchemist who could refine fifth-grade pills.

That was another Supreme Elder of his Lingyun Sect.

He died at the very beginning of the sea tribe's invasion, besieged by the seven demon kings...

Therefore, it is simply impossible to refine such a fifth-order Dao God Pill...

That's why he usually stays in seclusion at Lingyun Pavilion.

It's not that he didn't want to pay.

Rather, it's simply impossible.

Later, they encountered the retreating sea tribe.

The city of Ciyi was in complete chaos, with no one in charge.

He had no choice but to take on the heavy responsibility and persuade the First Elder and Second Elder to return to Ciyi City.

This further aggravated his injury, which had finally stabilized.

Having just confronted the Grand Elder, and even forcibly using his cultivation, the impact on his injuries was even greater.

Only to avoid arousing Duan Jin's suspicion did they force themselves to stay a thousand miles away from Ciyi City...

Lu Yang told everyone to step back, then sat cross-legged on the ground, made several hand seals, and pressed them onto various acupoints on his body.

This barely stabilized the injury.

Even so, he could only hold on for three months.

If he cannot take the Dao God Pill within three months, death is the only outcome awaiting him.

However... it only took three months.

The refining of fifth-grade pills often takes several years.

Even if a master alchemist were standing in front of him right now, it would be impossible for him to refine the Dao God Pill in just three months.

In other words, Luyang only has three months left...

After examining the injuries internally.

A sense of despair rose in Lu Yang's heart.

He was not despairing because he was about to die.

He was filled with despair because he could not avenge his sect or drive away the Dragon King...

However, he was a true cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage.

He quickly suppressed this despair.

He slowly opened his eyes and found a group of cultivators surrounding him, all looking at him with concern.

"Elder Lu... how are you?" Lin Bo was the first to ask.

"I..." Lu Yang wanted to say that he didn't have much time left, but seeing everyone's worried expressions, he hesitated.

He then changed his tune: "I'm fine, no need to worry."

As he spoke, Lu Yang tried to stand up from the ground.

However, this movement aggravated the injuries to his meridians, causing him excruciating pain throughout his limbs and bones, a pain akin to being slowly sliced ​​to death.

This made him gasp in shock!

Even so, he managed to stand up.

He did this because he considered that everyone had just left the Heavenly Alliance.

He was their only pillar of support.

If I fall down.

The crowd's spirits were broken.

Then the last spark of resistance against the sea tribes in Yuzhou will be extinguished...

However, although Lu Yang said he was fine.

However, his pale complexion, unsteady breathing, and trembling body due to pain could not escape the eyes of the crowd.

Most of those present were cultivators at the Golden Core or Nascent Soul stages, each one a master among master cultivators.

How could anyone not see that Lu Yang was trying to cover something up?

Lu Yang saw that everyone looked unconvinced.

A bitter smile involuntarily appeared on his lips as he said, "Don't worry, I won't die from these injuries."

"Once we reach Qingzhou, we can take some healing pills and recover," Lu Yang reassured everyone.

Hearing him say this, the worry in everyone's eyes slowly dissipated.

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