Regarding this, Dong Miaozhen felt quite strange, but she didn’t give it much thought.
She couldn’t imagine what her husband had encountered before.
At the same time, another "Zhao Sheng" deep within the divine soul was also very distressed.
He dared not expose himself, nor did he dare to communicate with that "Zhao Sheng."
Because the previous "self" had just connected with that powerful "Zhao Sheng consciousness," and only confused the main consciousness for a moment, it was easily crushed and then assimilated by it.
At this time, Zhao Sheng’s predicament could be described by an analogy.
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The real "Zhao Sheng" had become like a Heart Demon, a Heart Demon rooted deep in the false Zhao Sheng’s divine soul.
The moment he showed himself, he would be swiftly eliminated by the main consciousness.
This ending was far more than just tragic.
It was precisely because of this extremely special state that Zhao Sheng had completely understood the many arrangements and tampering Lady Qian Huan had made within his consciousness.
If things really unfolded according to the demon’s script, the Xinglong Zhao family would be in danger!
Normally, Zhao Sheng could only rely on thought projection to secretly suggest to the main consciousness, trying to make it discover the strangeness within its own consciousness.
Unfortunately, so far, it had not been very effective.
Although the main consciousness also occasionally noticed that some things and memories seemed incorrect, it quickly automatically ignored these inconsistencies.
Every time the main consciousness discovered something amiss, a butterfly illusion would flutter into existence from the memory images, scattering a haze of vague and illusory colors.
And at that moment, the main consciousness would subconsciously ignore all the peculiarities.
Only then did Zhao Sheng truly witness the terrifying extent of Lady Qian Huan’s Illusion Technique.
Thankfully, he had kept one last move in reserve. If he still couldn’t break through the demon’s Illusion Technique, he could choose to self-destruct his Divine Soul and be reincarnated anew.
Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, another half-year had gone by.
That day, a momentous and joyous event shook the entire Xinglong City and quickly spread throughout the Southern Border.
The ancestor of the Xinglong Zhao family, Dragon Slayer Master Zhao Xuanjing, had successfully transcended the Heavenly Tribulation and ascended to the Nascent Soul Realm three days ago at the Ksitigarbha Sect’s mountain gate.
Accompanying this news was an even more astonishing revelation: Dragon Slayer Master had indeed subdued a dragon.
On the same day he transcended the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation, the Mountain Dragon under Dragon Slayer Master’s command also transcended the Dragon Transformation Tribulation, becoming the only Seventh Rank Mountain Dragon left in the world.
Xinglong City instantly became the focus of the entire Cultivation World of the Southern Border.
Everyone knew what it meant for a Cultivation Family to have a Nascent Soul Ancestor at its helm,
and so, many Cultivation Sects and families quickly sent their leaders to Xinglong City to celebrate the emergence of a new Nascent Soul Ancestor in the Southern Border.
During this period, the Zhao family was exceedingly busy and overjoyed beyond words.
While the ancestor was still in seclusion and recovery at Ksitigarbha, Xinglong City had already erupted into celebration, transforming into an ocean of joy.
For three full months, Xinglong City was lit up day and night as if it were daytime, with decorations everywhere and fireworks lighting up the sky.
Zhao Sheng, being a Golden Core of Zhao, naturally became a primary target for many powers to meet with.
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Over those three months, he virtually neglected his cultivation, continuously receiving one Golden Core Fellow Daoist after another who came "in admiration."
During this time, a certain weak consciousness hidden deep within his divine soul quietly accumulated the strength to counterattack, awaiting an opportunity to arise.
Another half-year passed, and the end of the year was near, with less than eight years left until the Nine Stars Alinement.
One day, Ancestor Xuanjing returned riding a dragon, his presence stunning everyone around.
When the entire Zhao family cheered for their ancestor’s boundless longevity, the opportunity Zhao Sheng had desperately waited for finally arrived.