Seal the heaven!
Lu Yang's voice rumbled and echoed within the three-inch space, more deafening than a thunderbolt, even triggering the resonance of concept as intense malice howled down.
The six Dragon Lords trembled in fear.
It wasn't just them. At this moment, all the cultivators within the [Dao-Attaining Hidden Profound Palace], from Great Perfected Lords down to Foundation Establishment cultivators, all felt a sense of alarm.
Countless cultivators looked up at the sky, sensing something in their hearts.
Heaven's wrath.
If this place hadn't been concealed by the Knowledge-Perception Barrier and severed from the Immortal Nexus by Lu Yang's heaven-and-earth-changing method, heavenly thunder would probably have already fallen by now.
Yet, as the initiator of all this, Lu Yang wasn't shaken in the slightest. His heart remained as tranquil as a flat lake. He merely cast a faint glance outside the grotto-heaven and shook his head: "Although it has gained sentience, it is ultimately an innate divine spirit. It grew up too easily, possessing a body full of mighty power but not knowing how to use it."
These were words from the bottom of his heart.
In Lu Yang's view, the Heavenly Lord and Xiu Zhen were about the same, or perhaps even inferior to Xiu Zhen. After all, the value of a Primordial Spirit was still very high.
Moreover, whatever the case, he was still connected to the Dao Lords.
Although he didn't have many schemes, at least he had some.
Compared to him, the Heavenly Lord completely lacked the appearance an exalted cultivator should have. Heaven's wrath—It sounded quite overbearing, but in reality, it was just to scare people.
Your heaven is wrathful, yet you failed to directly suppress and kill the opponent.
What is the point? It will only expose your own weakness.
If it were him, he wouldn't have any reaction at this moment. Instead, he would quietly lay low, wait for the target to fall into a disastrous situation one day, and then come out to fiercely beat the drowning dog.
From this, it could be seen:
"This Immortal Nexus, the Heavenly Lord cannot grasp it."
"It still has to be me."
As his voice fell, the Old Dragon Lord wished he could close off his hearing completely. His heart was even more incomparably horrified: 'Another one? Another person aiming to strike down heaven?'
If it were before, he would have already stood firmly on the Heavenly Lord's side and hurled curses. However, now, he could only lower his voice and say cautiously: "Senior, the Heavenly Lord controls the Immortal Nexus. In the present world, only the Great Sword Ancestor can protect the Jiangnan region. What means do you have to seal heaven and establish yourself?"
"Fellow Daoist has already seen it."
Lu Yang pointed at the [White Jade Capital] below. Figures of deities stood tall. It was precisely these ignited divine fires linking together that kept the Heavenly Lord shut out.
"I have already sealed the heaven of this realm."
"What needs to be done next is nothing more than expanding the results of this place to all parts of the Immortal Nexus. Since Fellow Daoist occupies the overseas region, I can seal the heaven of the overseas region."
"..."
Hearing this, the Old Dragon Lord's expression tightened: "The overseas region is nothing but a land of wild cultivators, unimportant to the Heavenly Lord. Even if Senior succeeds, it won't help the situation."
What a joke, what kind of stinking place was the overseas region? It only looked like it had a large territory, good enough to fool lower-level cultivators. In reality, it wasn't even worth a single hair of the inland Immortal Nexus. If not for that, why would they, these Dragon Lords, launch a great war and bitterly invade the inland to seek a place of survival?
Therefore, in the Old Dragon Lord's view—
Even if Lu Yang occupied the overseas region with their help, he still had no chance of winning against the Heavenly Lord. The gap in sheer volume between the two sides was simply too massive.
Indeed, at this moment, the Heavenly Lord was only at the Heaven Treading realm.
However, despite both being Heaven Treading, the Heavenly Lord was different. Just like how despite both being Golden Core Great Perfection, Sisui could elevate another Golden Core Great Perfection.
Perhaps there was no gap in stature between the two sides, but the difference in base power was too huge. The actual performance result was no different from a gap in stature.
So in the Old Dragon Lord's view, if Lu Yang wanted to "seal the heaven," he either had to occupy the inland Immortal Nexus—any region in the east, west, south, or north—or be like the Great Sword Ancestor, a Half-Step Dao Lord whose stature faintly exceeded that of a Heaven Treading Great Perfected Lord by a head. Otherwise, if he truly angered the Heavenly Lord, the result would definitely be a dead end.
"Fellow Daoist does not need to worry about this."
Lu Yang's tone was flat: "After today, Jiangxi will belong to me. Adding Fellow Daoist's overseas region, at that time, the one whose situation cannot be helped should be the Heavenly Lord."
"..."
The Old Dragon Lord laughed.
Who do you think you are? With the current situation in Jiangxi, let alone a direct disciple of Sisui, even if his biological son came, he couldn't control Jiangxi.
Unless he used force to snatch it.
But that place was currently the last territory of the Three Foundations. The level of danger was higher than anywhere else, because they were an army burning with righteous indignation; they would truly fight people with their lives!
"It seems Fellow Daoist is not very convinced."
Although the Old Dragon Lord hid it well, how could Lu Yang not see his thoughts? He immediately turned around and looked at the horizon not far away:
"Fellow Daoist Pan Huang, what do you think?"
"...!?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the Old Dragon Lord was instantly startled. The dragon head rolled around, only then seeing a burly figure slowly pacing over from not far away.
It was exactly Pan Huang.
'Crap, this time they're going to fight with true fire...'
The Old Dragon Lord cried out bitterly in his heart. This was different from before. The previous clash between Lu Yang and Bu Tianque looked like a battle, but actually, both held back.
The two sides only simply clashed their profound wonders, considered feeling each other out, and didn't truly display their mighty power... However, this time was different. The person before him openly and honorably said he was going to seize Jiangxi. As the current leader of the Three Foundations, wouldn't Pan Huang flip out and fight a bloody battle?
The grotto-heaven would be shattered!
When the nest is overturned, how can any eggs remain intact?
However, in the next second, a scene that made the Old Dragon Lord's jaw drop occurred: Pan Huang had no intention of making a move, but instead wore a look of fanaticism.
Immediately after, he was seen saying in a low voice:
"Are the recordings Fellow Daoist sent earlier definitely real?"
"Naturally, they are not fake."
Lu Yang said faintly: "With Fellow Daoist's experience and your relationship with that person, I thought it wouldn't require special explanation, and Fellow Daoist could distinguish it yourself."
Of course he could!
At this moment, Pan Huang only felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest. Unspeakable ecstasy filled his heart. It wasn't that he couldn't distinguish the authenticity of the recordings.
He just wanted to hear Lu Yang admit it personally.
After all, that was a matter that had haunted his dreams, and the dreams of all the cultivators of the Three Foundations, for many years, yet they had never seen the possibility of its realization.
But now, there seemed to be hope.
For this, let alone a mere Jiangxi, even if it required all of them to sacrifice themselves for it, what fear was there? They would only cry out in satisfaction.
"Thump!"
With a loud thud, having received Lu Yang's affirmation, Pan Huang no longer hesitated and immediately bowed deeply: "I am willing to offer Jiangxi to Fellow Daoist, to fulfill Fellow Daoist's grand aspiration!"
The Old Dragon Lord watched, dumbfounded.
No way, you guys are just surrendering like that?
Instantly, he violently looked at Lu Yang, a look of suspicion and uncertainty finally surfacing in the depths of his eyes: Damn it all, you couldn't really be Sisui's biological son, right?
Is your Dad about to return?
Thinking of this, the Old Dragon Lord suddenly felt that this dark-robed Daoist before him, who didn't possess a sliver of the Light of Wisdom, had abruptly become profound and unfathomable.
In the next second, Lu Yang's voice drifted over leisurely:
"Ao Guang, this is the last chance."
As his voice fell, the Old Dragon Lord's expression changed several times, finally saying helplessly: "Answering Senior, right now, even if we have the will, we are powerless to help."
"After all, as noble scions of heaven and earth, our true spirits and lives have long been controlled by the Heavenly Lord. We cannot govern our own life and death. To be half-dead now is already a blessing from heaven."
"It does not matter."
Hearing this, Lu Yang chuckled lightly:
"Cultivating my Dao Lineage, you cannot govern your own lives; I will govern them for you."
"Rather than serving heaven..."
Rumble!
Outside the grotto-heaven, the thunder roared again. The blazing white lightning illuminated Lu Yang's face brightly, yet the sound of thunder couldn't drown out his calm and resonant voice:
"It is better to worship me!"