The [Paramita] was safe and sound.
Impossible!
How could a Dao Lord be so easily fooled? Although stunned for an instant, Sword Lord quickly understood the Primordial Saint's state: "It's not completely destroyed yet."
"He can actually still stay by using fragments?"
As her voice fell, profound chill surfaced in Sword Lord's eyes, which were covered by sword light: "I see, no wonder you've always been so fearless."
Meanwhile, Lu Yang, relying on Dao Tianqi's Light of Wisdom, also understood the specific situation: "The [Paramita] collapsed, but it merely shattered, not turned to ash. Therefore, fragments still remain. These fragments are still erected upon the Ancestral Dragon's sea of consciousness to this day, and can elevate a Dao Lord's stature."
This elevation wasn't considered significant.
At least it couldn't elevate one to the Dao Lord level like before. But being half a head above the Great Perfection of the Golden Core, reaching Sisui's stature from back then, was still possible.
"After all, the Ancestral Dragon is too strong."
Thoughts flowed in Lu Yang's eyes, the Light of Wisdom erupting.
"As early as the era before the [Paramita] was born, its stature could rival the Dao Lords on the [Paramita]. This is its innate stature."
"And the [Paramita] was established upon its sea of consciousness, so the [Paramita] fragments naturally override its stature. This is the principle of how the [Paramita] elevates stature. The reason the degree of elevation is far inferior to before is mainly because the Ancestral Dragon's sea of consciousness was destroyed by the fall..."
The next second, Lu Yang was suddenly startled.
He knew why the Primordial Saint could be so calm facing the collapse of the [Paramita], seemingly uncaring about the failure of his painstakingly planned transformation as a deity and ascension.
The reason was actually very simple.
"Dao Lords are immortal, after all."
The Primordial Saint's clear laughter echoed: "The Ancestral Dragon does not rely on the [Paramita], it is an innate Dao Lord. If its sea of consciousness is destroyed, just find a way to re-gather it, no?"
That's right, Dao Lords are immortal!
"The [Five Elements] is the same. Although it collapsed, as a Supreme Great Dao of the Light Sea, it is unique. Even if destroyed, it will evolve anew."
"And if the Ancestral Dragon's sea of consciousness is regathered, with the Ancestral Dragon personally summoning it, the speed of this new evolution can even be accelerated. It's nothing more than a matter of time... Sword Lord, Cang Hao, your layout was indeed not bad, hitting right at the crucial point. Unfortunately, your understanding of Innate Dao Gods is still too little."
The [Five Elements] could reappear?
That shouldn't be!
If the [Five Elements] could reappear, then why had the Dharma Body Dao and [Yin-Yang] remained dormant for so long? The Dharma Body Dao was even currently in a severed state.
Having said that, Lu Yang quickly realized:
"It's because of Sisui!"
"Sisui was locked in the past, so the Dharma Body Dao and [Yin-Yang] have always been dormant, not evolving anew, waiting for their destined true master."
"In other words, if Sisui breaks free from his bindings and returns from history, the severed Dharma Body Dao and [Yin-Yang] would instantly be recalled by him, returning to their peak. But as long as Sisui doesn't return, these two Great Daos will never recover. This can also be considered a disguised form of suppression."
"Boom!"
Right at this moment, Sword Lord made her move again.
Her gaze was chilling as she reached out a hand. Her cold and sharp voice instantly echoed through the Light Sea, as if proclaiming the destiny and future of all things in creation—
"Sword, come!"
With a boom, in the direction of the Immortal Nexus, the mountain gate of the Sword Pavilion rose from the ground. The sky-piercing divine edge shed its stone shell, revealing the unparalleled sharpness that had been hidden for a hundred thousand years.
This was the sword she left in the Mortal World. As it manifested its true form, Perfected One Vanquishing-Demon, who was located in the Sword Pavilion in this life, also disintegrated with a sigh. His true spirit escaped and merged back into the sword body, allowing this number one divine sword of the Light Sea to fully awaken. Its resplendent brilliance pointed straight in the Primordial Saint's direction.
"Sever!"
With a clear shout, the sword light was like a river, causing the sun, moon, stars, and the entire Light Sea to dim, unable to compete with its radiance. In heaven and earth, there was only this single streak of sword light.
Almost simultaneously, the vast colors that had previously borne the residual might of the [Paramita]'s fall surfaced again, majestically draping over Sword Lord together.
The [Heavenly Dao]!
At this moment, wherever Sword Lord's sword edge pointed, everything except the Netherworld—the [Sea of Bitterness], the Foundation Establishment Realm, and the Mortal World—responded to her, all emitting clanging sword cries.
Heaven and earth as the sword, all things in creation as the edge!
Under the domination of the [Heavenly Dao], the entire Light Sea seemed to become the sharp sword in Sword Lord's hands. All under heaven is the king's land, and when the king commands, all subjects follow.
The only exception was the Primordial Saint.
That high-and-mighty tiny figure was the only rebellious subject who had jumped out of the [Heavenly Dao]'s control. Aloof and transcendent, he calmly looked down at the Light Sea.
The next second, the two collided.
The sword edge formed by the convergence of concepts from all things in heaven and earth transformed into a vast whiteness tearing through the universe. Yet before the seemingly tiny figure, it was like falling into a bottomless abyss.
Difficult to touch, impossible to cross.
Even fully empowered by the power of the [Heavenly Dao], going all out, that heaven-toppling and earth-overturning sword light seemed unable to fill the chasm between that tiny figure and the Mortal World.
The two sides barely maintained an equilibrium.
Sword Lord, empowered by the [Heavenly Dao], managed to fight to a draw with the Primordial Saint, who at this moment relied on the [Paramita] fragments to possess a stature half a head higher than a Dao Sovereign.
However, this wasn't enough.
Because just as the Primordial Saint said, the Ancestral Dragon's sea of consciousness could be regathered. And as the Ancestral Dragon's sea of consciousness continuously recovered, the Primordial Saint's stature would only grow higher and higher!
Even if it only recovered to the level of the first tier of the [Paramita] by then, it would be fatal enough for the current Sword Lord. Although she could also repair the [Heavenly Dao], the [Heavenly Dao] was different from the [Paramita]; its growth required time, and its effect speed was nowhere near as fast as the [Paramita].
Furthermore——
"The Primordial Saint clearly anticipated the current situation. He must have a way to quickly repair the Ancestral Dragon's sea of consciousness, ensuring his absolute lead in stature!"
Lu Yang's tone was urgent. At the same time, the Light of Wisdom clashed in his eyes, desperately deducing specific methods. He seemed to have caught an inspiration, but there was still a thin veil...
In an instant, Dao Tianqi's expression changed drastically.
He wasn't proficient in schemes and calculations, but when Lu Yang pointed out the Primordial Saint's methods, involving Dao comprehension, his reaction was even faster than Lu Yang's.
The next second, he suddenly let out a loud shout:
"Run! Everyone run!"
The voice rumbled from the Netherworld straight into the Mortal World, making Bu Tianque, and even many Golden Core Perfected Lords secretly observing this place, reveal looks of surprise.
Run?
Run from what?
We aren't idiots. We won't get close to the Dao Lord battle at all. As long as we stay out of that range and aren't affected by the aftermath, what's there to run from?
In a flash, streaks of light appeared.
In a split second, only Bu Tianque reacted with divine speed. Almost as soon as Dao Tianqi's voice transmitted over, he rapidly vanished, hiding in the depths of the Light Sea.
Only then did some attentive Golden Core Perfected Lords discover something was wrong.
At some unknown time, Sword Lord and the Primordial Saint had stopped fighting. Not far away, Cang Hao, the Spiritual Power Dao Lord, the Dao Arts Dao Lord, and even the World Honored One also withdrew their auras one after another.
All the Dao Lords seemed to have deduced a certain result. One by one, they stood quietly in place, only their respective Great Daos shining brilliantly, penetrating the universe. And under their wills, a chilling cold wafted through the entire Light Sea. The bizarre atmosphere centered on the Dao Lords and spread towards all directions.
How to quickly repair the Ancestral Dragon's sea of consciousness?
Lu Yang raised his head, realization finally surfacing in his eyes: 'Very simple, too simple... Whatever is missing, just use that to repair it.'
The Ancestral Dragon's sea of consciousness is deficient?
Then use other people's seas of consciousness to repair it!
Of course, if the cultivation is too low and the stature is too low, the sea of consciousness is useless. To repair the Ancestral Dragon's sea of consciousness, one must at least possess a certain stature.
'Golden Core Perfected Lords!'
'Golden Core, Golden Core, no wonder it's called the Golden Core! In the eyes of the Primordial Saint, in order to repair the Ancestral Dragon's sea of consciousness, all Perfected Lords are life-saving Golden Cores!'