Chapter 779: Yuan Ying Period Old Monster Counterattacks Half Immortal

Lu Yang secretly messaged Daoist Hanhai, "Ancestor, I need your help."

Everyone's attention was fixed on Ao Ling and Daoist Sanshan, so no one noticed him, a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

Daoist Hanhai had learned about the Heavenly Court from Yunzhi.

"Since I promised to protect you once," he communicated back, "you can act freely; I'll back you up."

Lu Yang asked Daoist Hanhai to open a teleportation portal and secretly send him through. At the destination, he used the Tree-Planting Art to create a clone. He then had the clone put on a mask, preparing to appear as Young Master Lu. This mask had been given to Lu Yang by a Tribulation Transcender from the Dijiang clan when they first asked him to impersonate Young Master Lu. Only a half-immortal who had cultivated the Insight Dao Fruit could discern the identity behind it.

A faint, ethereal voice echoed throughout the Dragon Palace.

"Heh, a mere half-immortal dares to challenge the Four Imperial Sovereigns of the Heavenly Court? Do you truly believe my Heavenly Court can be trifled with?"

With Daoist Hanhai's help, Lu Yang's voice resonated through several layers of spatial transmission, sounding in the Dragon Palace.

This was a half-immortal technique; the voice was also processed, making it impossible for anyone to pinpoint its source.

"The Heavenly Court!"

"It's someone from the Heavenly Court!"

Both humans and sea folk were stunned, a stir rippling through the crowd. They couldn't believe that someone from the Heavenly Court had arrived so swiftly after Ao Ling's awakening. This speed suggested the Heavenly Court must have left some sort of mark or contingency on Ao Ling, allowing them to detect her as soon as she awoke.

As a spatial rift opened, a figure emerged from the other side.

It was Young Master Lu, who had not been seen for a long time.

Young Master Lu, with a sword at his waist, smiled like a spring breeze, his graceful demeanor unchanged. He cupped his hands toward the person behind the now-closed portal, saying, "Thank you for your assistance, Uncle-Master. Bringing me this far is sufficient."

The portal then closed, no more guardians appearing. It seemed either they cared little for the young master's safety, or they possessed absolute confidence in him.

"Daoist Sanshan, Lord of Penglai Island?" A slight smile played on Young Master Lu's lips, but it was a cold one.

He narrowed his eyes. "A mere Dao Fruit form condensed from the power of faith, and you dare to make such a ruckus here? To deal with an insignificant insect like you, there's no need for my junior sister to act; I can handle it myself."

As he spoke, he casually, almost unintentionally, glanced at a certain spot in space.

Daoist Sanshan's face turned grim. The legendary Heavenly Court was said to be presided over by two immortals, Celestial Venerable Dou and Sect Master Yun, neither of whom he could ever hope to rival.

But he was a dignified half-immortal. Even if the opponent was Young Master Lu, what did it matter? He was only at the Nascent Soul stage, yet he brazenly claimed he could defeat him.

Daoist Sanshan laughed in anger, "Since that's the case, I'd like to properly experience the methods of the ancient Heavenly Court!"

Daoist Sanshan hadn't finished speaking when Young Master Lu clasped his hands together and bowed sincerely to Daoist Sanshan. Instantly, Daoist Sanshan's face turned ashen, and a mouthful of vital blood rushed to his throat.

"Ugh!" Daoist Sanshan immediately spat out a mouthful of vital blood, staining the nearby sea red. He stumbled back two steps, his gaze upon Lu Yang now devoid of scorn or anger, replaced only by fear.

A Nascent Soul's Bow, a Half-Immortal's Blood!

Everyone was shocked by this sight, which completely overturned all cultivation theories. "What kind of technique is this!"

Even Daoist Hanhai showed a strange expression. What kind of technique was this, to make someone vomit blood just by bowing?

"How is this possible? A Nascent Soul stage cultivator can make a half-immortal vomit blood? How was that done?"

"The facts are right here, and you still don't believe it?"

"Perhaps there's another expert from the ancient Heavenly Court here."

"No, it must be for another reason. I recall reading about this somewhere..."

"I remember now!" The person excitedly mumbled, speaking quickly, "I recall reading in ancient texts from the Great Gan Dynasty that cultivators who rely on the power of faith are most vulnerable to opponents with a higher destiny!"

"That's it! The Heavenly Court ruled in ancient times, and Young Master Lu is its future master. He even has an immortal as his teacher. His destiny is naturally far superior to Daoist Sanshan's!"

"How terrifying, Young Master Lu!"

"No, what's truly terrifying is the Heavenly Court!"

The crowd discussed in whispers, growing more alarmed with each revelation, gradually nearing the truth. Ao Ling cupped her hands and bowed to Young Master Lu, "Senior Brother Lu, there's no need for you to act. Your junior sister can also handle this person."

Young Master Lu returned the gesture, his smile like a spring breeze, a genuine smile: "Junior Sister Ling, we haven't seen each other in 300,000 years. Is everything well?"

"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother Lu. Everything is well. I just didn't expect that after sleeping for so long, the world would no longer know of the Heavenly Court and the Underworld."

"The Underworld? What is that place?" The crowd noticed another term in Ao Ling's words.

"Never heard of it."

"The long river of time can erase the memories of all beings. When I first awoke, I didn't expect even the Heavenly Court, which once ruled for eons, to have faded into obscurity." Young Master Lu spoke with a touch of melancholy, shaking his head with a self-deprecating smile. "The mark my master left on you was triggered, and I initially thought something had gone awry. I never imagined you had truly awakened. I had planned to rouse you in another ten years, but Lu Yang ended up waking you first."

"Well, this is an internal matter of your Dragon Clan, so it's not appropriate for me to intervene."

"Incidentally, Lu Yang and I share a curious connection. We once engaged in a magical duel, and it ended in a draw."

"A draw?" Ao Ling was greatly surprised. "Senior Brother, your talent is praised by both Master and Sect Master, who say you can rival them in the future. Is this Lu Yang really that strong?"

"Young Master Lu is the Senior Brother of the Dragon Clan's Ancient Ancestor?"

Everyone remembered that Jiang Lianyi had once addressed Young Master Lu as "Senior Brother."

They hadn't expected Young Master Lu to be the Senior Brother of both the ancient ancestors of the Dragon and Phoenix clans.

This fact alone would have been enough for him to walk unhindered in ancient times!

Young Master Lu saw Daoist Sanshan staring intently at him, his muscles tensed, extremely nervous, as if he was about to flee at the first sign of trouble.

He chuckled softly, "Don't worry, your matter with Junior Sister Ling has nothing to do with the Heavenly Court. If I intervene further, Junior Sister Ling might get angry with me. I only came here to confirm Junior Sister Ling's condition. Since she's fine, I'm relieved. Whether you defeat Ling or Ling defeats you, the Heavenly Court will not interfere. My promise can represent the will of the Heavenly Court."

With that, Young Master Lu stepped aside.

Just as everyone thought Young Master Lu was going to step aside to watch the battle, he unexpectedly walked up to Lu Yang.

"Sect Master Lu, long time no see. Seeing your cultivation has advanced, why don't we have a match?"

Lu Yang was taken aback. He was content to sit quietly, avoiding the spotlight, yet the other party had sought him out.

He didn't seek trouble, but he wasn't afraid of it either. He turned his head and used his eyes to ask Daoist Hanhai for his opinion.

Daoist Hanhai huffed and glared, practically slamming the table. "Why even ask me? Of course, let him truly understand the strength of my Dao-Seeking Sect's prodigy!"

With Daoist Hanhai's approval, Lu Yang breathed a sigh of relief. He could now act boldly and without reservation.

Meng Jingzhou, standing nearby, watched with a cold gaze as two individuals put on a show meant for three, regretting that he hadn't thought of such a tactic himself!