Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 995 Let me see your limit!

The golden dragon's eyes flickered, and after a brief moment of panic, a deeper sense of bewilderment emerged, followed by a deep look of contemplation.

As an old creature who has survived from the ancient times to the present day, the old dragon king would certainly not harbor any illusions under such circumstances. In short, if there is any sudden event that requires him to leave his warm home, it must be because someone is setting a trap to lure him in!

But the old dragon king didn't understand.

Why did you scheme against me?

I haven't done anything bad lately, I've been very well-behaved. At most, I just planned to have Tianqiu ask for the "Heavenly River Water," but I haven't even started doing it yet.

'You want to kill me?'

'Impossible. No one below the Great True Monarch level can do anything to me. Even the Great True Monarchs are in prison. The only ones who could possibly want to kill me are those Nascent Soul Dao Masters.'

'Why must the Nascent Soul Dao Master use such a roundabout way to kill me? I could die in the blink of an eye. If there's something he needs me to do, wouldn't it be better to just pass on the message directly? I'm very obedient, and I've been obedient for so many years. It's not like I'm about to die, is it?'

The more the old dragon king thought about it, the more panicked he became.

Based on his many years of experience, the most important thing to do to survive in this wretched place called Xian Shu is to learn how to understand the intentions of those in power.

Do you know what the adults in heaven want to do?
Often, going with the flow is the key to survival. The longer you survive, the more useful you become to adults, and the more comfortable your life will be.

The most dangerous situation is the one we are in now:
You can't guess anything.

Who is orchestrating this? What is the purpose of this orchestration? Why is it aimed at oneself? If you know nothing today, you'll be buried under a mountain of weeds next year.

'No. We have to run!'

Let’s go tonight! It’s a fight to the death!
With this thought in mind, the old dragon king immediately retracted his majestic dragon body, transformed into the appearance of an old man, and then reached into his sleeve, fiddled around for a while, and took out a golden ring.

The next second, the old dragon king summoned seawater, cast a spell to isolate the inside from the outside, setting up three layers of traps, and even a formation to suppress spiritual energy. Only then did he pinch a ray of magical light at his fingertips, gently touch the golden ring, and then casually toss it away while chanting an incantation:
"The law pervades all realms, and the art manifests at the heavenly gate."

In an instant, the golden ring, empowered by the divine light, swelled from the size of a palm to a towering, round gate, which then settled down.

Endless golden light converges within the ring.

In no time, the golden ring transformed into a round mirror-like object, faintly reflecting a world within it, with magical light overflowing throughout the universe.

Undercurrents surged, and the water shimmered.

The man in the black robe stood beside the old dragon king, examining the golden ring with him. After a while, he clapped his hands and laughed loudly:

"So it was Gengaku!"

The man made no attempt to conceal his feelings, but the old dragon king beside him remained oblivious, gazing at the vast expanse of the world beyond the golden ring, lost in thought.

"Once you go, there's no turning back."

While he was struggling with this, Lü Yang on the other side wore an expression of great interest, secretly chuckling to himself:
"So, where did that old mudskipper go in my past life? No one in heaven or earth could find him! Turns out he hid in Xuan Yuan!"

Xuan Yuan is a super realm created by the Master of the Magic Dao. It is also the most mysterious of the super realms. Only in the lifetime of Ang Xiao, when he proved the existence of the Underworld, did a great magic master make a fleeting appearance. Apart from that, almost no magic cultivators have ever appeared outside of Xuan Yuan.

'interesting. '

'That reminds me of that time. In the previous life of Angxiao, when he was serving in the Underworld, this old mudfish acted as Xuan Yuan's envoy and came specifically to find me.'

'I thought it was because of special circumstances in that life that they got together.'

'Now it seems that this old dragon has probably been flirting with Xuan Yuan for a long time, and has already planned his escape route in case he can't make it in the Immortal Pivot. He's really shrewd!'

Lü Yang stood beside the old dragon king.

At the center of his brow, the [Yin Yang Mirror Divine Fruit] appeared, its light and shadow mirror-like surface facing outwards, concealing his entire body in darkness.

Despite having severed his own rank and lost his status as a Great True Monarch, Lü Yang's strength remained far beyond that of the Old Dragon Lord thanks to the Dao Fruit Secret Technique. At this moment, his aura, causal relationships, and appearance were all concealed; as long as he didn't make a move, the Old Dragon Lord wouldn't be able to detect anything amiss. 'Unfortunately, I can't directly attack.'

Lu Yang sighed inwardly. To be honest, killing the old Dragon Lord would be very easy for him now. He could just tear him apart right now.

However, it was of no use.

Without raising one's rank, even if one is at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm and no matter how much better one is, there is no way to stop the Old Dragon Lord's soul from reincarnating.

If the old dragon king can't win, he can simply self-destruct and run away.

'I still need to lure him into the [Nourishing Life Master] realm so I can fully display my Great True Lord status before I can subdue him; otherwise, I really won't be able to handle him.'

Thinking of this, Lü Yang glanced again at the panel of the [Book of a Hundred Lifetimes] beside him. There, the [Outside Observer] was radiating a hazy, colorful light, as if it were breathing, which made him even more curious: 'Old Dragon Lord has discovered the accident, what will you do next?'

To be fair, the old dragon's reaction was not beyond Lü Yang's expectations.

'After all, he's an old dragon who's survived for many years; he's hard to catch. Even I, in this situation, would definitely be suspicious.'

'This hook is still too straight.'

After a moment of reflection, a look of anticipation reappeared in Lü Yang's eyes:

'However, since the "observer outside the show" has made this move, there must be a backup plan, right? Surely this isn't the limit, and there are no contingency plans at all?'

You should know that he had already set the play's repertoire.

According to the script, the Old Dragon Lord will inevitably leave this time and meet with Mu Changsheng. If the Old Dragon Lord escapes to Xuanyuan, the script will be broken.

He would be very disappointed.

After all, this shows that the "observer outside the play" has very weak coercive power and is not in the same league as "destiny," thus its value is greatly reduced.

This is an opportunity.

A good opportunity to test your talents: how much coercive power can the [Off-screen Observer] exert when the target is already alert?
Can it be compared to "fixed number"?
If possible, if I were to use the "outsider" to confront "destiny" head-on in the future, would it be possible for both sides to suffer heavy losses?

'If possible.'

Thinking this, Lü Yang's eyes shone brightly: 'Then the strategic value of this colored talent is extremely high, it might even be my ultimate weapon!'

Using the "Drama" to clash with the Holy Sect Ancestor's "Destiny" resulted in mutual destruction. One's talent was merely temporarily shut down and rendered useless, while the physical body remained unharmed. But what about the Holy Sect Ancestor? The aura of "Destiny" was damaged. No matter how you look at it, he should have suffered a huge loss, right?

"Ok?"

Just then, the old dragon king, who had been hesitating for a moment and was about to take up his throne in Xuanyuan, suddenly received a message from the Dragon Palace, and his movements abruptly stopped.

"This is."

The old dragon king swept his divine sense over the area, and immediately let out a soft exclamation. He stopped in his tracks with the half-step he had just taken, and a look of sudden realization appeared on his face.

Standing beside him, Lü Yang naturally saw the contents of the message.

"Someone from the Daoist Court has arrived?"

Is this also part of the design of the [play]?

Curiosity flickered in Lü Yang's eyes. As an "observer outside the drama," he was only responsible for setting the outcome; as for the process, he naturally left it to talent to develop freely.

'Come on, let me see your limits!'

(End of this chapter)