Lu Yang's plan was actually quite simple.
I just need the Old Dragon Lord to replicate the operation I used back then to force [Sky-shrouding] out of the Netherworld.
This way, the Old Dragon Lord can have Tian Qiu attain the [Heavenly River Water], subsequently restoring the supreme position of the [Vast Ocean Water], and I can take the opportunity to capture [Sky-shrouding]...
Thinking of this, Lu Yang couldn't help but rub his hands together in anticipation.
Recalling the past, after that evil old ghost left the Netherworld, he had directly locked onto Lu Yang, who was hiding in [The Mortal World], giving him a massive scare.
Now that their roles were reversed, it was his turn to flip the script and be the master, showing him what true cruelty meant! For safety reasons, after leaving the Netherworld, [Sky-shrouding] would definitely enter [The Mortal World] at the very first opportunity. And as a Great Perfected Lord, Lu Yang would just be waiting there like a hunter for a rabbit to crash into a trap...
"Keh keh keh!" Lu Yang let out a bizarre, villainous laugh.
There wouldn't be any suspense about the outcome. No matter how strong [Sky-shrouding] was, for a Great Perfected Lord like himself, suppressing a Middle Stage Golden Core cultivator would be as easy as flipping his hand.
When the time came, he would extract his Golden Nature, pull out the concept of the [Great Forest Wood], and ruthlessly humiliate him!
The hatred that had accumulated since he was merely a Foundation Establishment Perfected One had just about reached the point where all accounts needed to be settled.
Let's see what he uses to fight me now!
While daydreaming, Lu Yang played with the [Dragon-Banishment Ruler] in his hand.
"Although it lacks the transformations of a supreme Dao Fruit, perhaps because it resonated with the Ancestral Dragon's heartbeat, the power of this True Treasure is actually not weak at all."
A ruler is an object used to measure heaven and earth.
Residing in the [Vast Ocean Water], it divided the variations of clarity and turbidity, with profound wonders on both its front and back. The front possessed the might to overturn the heavens and capsize realms, while the back possessed the ability to fixate and capture within a square inch.
"A smash with the front of the ruler never misses, striking as swiftly as thunder."
"A sweep with the back of the ruler shrinks the earth into inches, leaving nowhere to dodge."
Holding the [Dragon-Banishment Ruler], Lu Yang flicked it lightly with a finger. Multicolored light, like splashing waves, instantly exploded from the ruler's body, rippling and dancing as it flowed.
After a long time, he finally shook his head and sighed. "This is only the variation of clarity and turbidity, front and back. Besides this, there should be a third profound wonder where clarity and turbidity unite, capable of awakening spirits, granting sentience, and bestowing life. Unfortunately, the [Vast Ocean Water] has fallen from its supreme status, and its concept is incomplete, so it cannot be evolved for the time being."
Thinking of this, he glanced at the Old Dragon Lord again.
Meanwhile, the Old Dragon Lord was obediently floating within the Floating Light Realm Sea that imprisoned him. He didn't feel that having his tendons pulled and skin peeled was much of a problem; after all, it wasn't like similar things hadn't happened before.
However, right at this moment, a sudden dizzying sensation of the world spinning struck him. Then, the Old Dragon Lord found himself seemingly tossed out of that prison.
Faintly, he seemed to see a human figure.
The other party wore a black Daoist robe, his aura entirely restrained within a profound light, showing neither mountain nor water. Yet, this terrified the Old Dragon Lord so much that without a second word, he directly self-sealed his divine sense.
"Lord! Lord, please spare my life!"
"This little dragon promises to sever his own memories and will absolutely never remember you, My Lord!" the Old Dragon Lord shouted with practiced ease. It wasn't his first time doing this, anyway.
Seeing this, Lu Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Judging by this reaction, could it be that someone else had baited him like this in the past? Not to mention anyone else, at least Perfected Lord Gangxing Budao might have done it.
"Old loach, open your eyes and look at me."
The Old Dragon Lord hurriedly shook his head. "No, no, no..."
"Just one look."
"Don't! Lord, spare my life! This little dragon understands the rules. If I see your face, I won't be able to live! If you let me go, this little dragon will give you whatever you want!"
Seeing this, Lu Yang let out a loud laugh. Too lazy to waste words, he pressed down with his stature, instantly breaking through the Old Dragon Lord's self-sealed divine sense and forcing him to see clearly.
Then, the Old Dragon Lord froze.
What met his eyes was a handsome Daoist in a black robe, holding a square precious ruler in his hand, tapping it lightly against his palm, looking entirely relaxed and casual.
Who is this?
In all fairness, since the Golden Age, there wasn't a single Great Perfected Lord he didn't recognize. Yet, he had absolutely no impression of the face of the person before him.
Is it not his true face?
The Old Dragon Lord was well-informed and had seen similar situations before. After all, cultivators from the Golden Age didn't judge each other by their appearances.
Everyone looked at comprehension, at the Light of Wisdom.
Thinking of this, the Old Dragon Lord hurriedly shifted his perspective, and then froze again.
Holy shit, is this even a person? Where is the Light of Wisdom? Why can't I see a single trace of it?
Such high cultivation!
Not only have I never seen this face, but even his Light of Wisdom is perfectly concealed, leaving no traces behind. Is he guarding against me guessing his true identity?
The Old Dragon Lord speculated inwardly.
Fortunately... I have a third method.
Human cultivators from the Golden Age either looked at appearances or the Light of Wisdom. However, demon cultivators had an unorthodox method: looking at the bloodline.
Thinking of this, the Old Dragon Lord changed his perspective again, attempting to inspect the bloodline of the person before him first. Then, by utilizing his rich historical knowledge to trace back to the source, he might be able to guess this person's identity—and then he saw a scene that made him utterly horrified, his entire body turning ice-cold.
At this moment, heaven and earth, and all myriad things vanished.
Everything else was stripped away from the Old Dragon Lord's eyes, leaving only Lu Yang's figure. Even that figure gradually became distorted.
"Roar..."
In a trance, the Old Dragon Lord seemed to hear a long, melodious, pained, and furious dragon's roar, which instantly hooked into the deepest memories hidden at the bottom of his heart.
"Ah!"
In a flash, the Old Dragon Lord abruptly threw his head back. His already dim soul nearly exploded this time, as an indescribable terror flooded his mind.
The Ancestral Dragon! It's the Ancestral Dragon!
He would absolutely never forget the aura and bloodline of the former Creator. The person before him not only had a connection to the Ancestral Dragon, but that connection was very likely deeper than his own!
But how is that possible?
I am the eldest son of the Ancestral Dragon, the gaze of the Ancestral Dragon! How could anyone have a deeper relationship with the Ancestral Dragon than me? This is complete nonsense...
Unless—
Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
The Old Dragon Lord almost subconsciously denied the thought that had just sprouted, but directly ahead, Lu Yang was looking at him with a relaxed expression, a faint, unreadable smile on his lips.
"What did you see?"
"I..."
The Old Dragon Lord's soul churned, and his heart trembled. For a moment, he was actually speechless, only able to stare blankly at Lu Yang. But then, Lu Yang suddenly chuckled lightly.
"Ao Guang, you've become cowardly."
The gentle, smiling words acted like a storm, instantly blowing away all the Old Dragon Lord's thoughts, causing his divine sense to practically stall, unable to continue thinking.
How many years had it been?
The name 'Ao Guang'... how many years had it been since anyone called him that? The only people in today's world who knew his true name were probably just the six Nascent Soul Dao Lords.
Why would the person before me know it?
Who exactly is he?
A Nascent Soul Dao Lord? No, impossible. Dao Lords cannot enter the [Heavenly Being's Remnant Consciousness]... To his knowledge, from ancient times until now, there has only been one Dao Lord who was the exception.
Thinking of this, the Old Dragon Lord could no longer deceive himself.
Yes, with that person's abilities, even if he truly lost the war, how could he possibly not leave behind a contingency plan? The Immortal Nexus is still suppressing his remains to this day!
A moment later, the Old Dragon Lord finally snapped back to reality. His soul condensed its radiant light, reassembling a physical body and taking on a human form.
Then, without another word, he prostrated himself completely, dropping heavily to his knees on the ground with a loud thump.
He didn't dare to lift his head until Lu Yang signaled him to do so. Only then did he shakily rise, his voice brimming with absolute awe.
"Dad, you're not dead?"
(End of Chapter)