At the very core of the mental storm, the terrifying dragon's might capable of shredding a Quasi-Saint's Divine Soul completely dissipated three feet away from Yang Chen's divine-sense body, blocked by a seemingly fragile curtain of Profound Yellow light.
Ten thousand streams of Profound Yellow qi hung down like eternally unmoving mountains. No matter how wildly the storm raged, it failed to raise even the faintest ripple.
The anguished cries of countless dragon souls mixed within the storm, along with the venomous curses capable of clouding a Grand Unity Golden Immortal's Dao Heart, melted away soundlessly upon striking that curtain of light, like ice and snow beneath the blazing sun. Not the slightest trace remained.
This was the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda.
This was innate invincibility.
Standing beneath that absolute protection, Yang Chen's divine-sense body did not budge in the slightest. He did not even strengthen the Profound Yellow qi surrounding him.
That's it? This is what the former rulers of heaven and earth were worth? It isn't even enough to scratch my itch. Looks like the system was right about this "Treasure Delivering Boy." Judging by how furious he is, should he be bringing out his hidden treasure next?
He felt no reverence whatsoever, much less fear.
There was only the pure irritation of someone whose sweet dream had been disturbed on his face.
He raised a hand and casually dug at his ear, as though the dragon's might that had just shaken the entire Sea of Karmic Force had merely been an especially irritating bout of tinnitus.
There was no reasoning with lonely ghosts living in the past. He had to use the simplest, crudest method possible and crush that pathetic shred of self-respect beneath his feet.
The gesture was disdainful to the extreme.
Within this deathly silent abyss of karmic force, before the remnant soul of a former ruler of heaven and earth, that wordless gesture was more humiliating than any venomous insult.
Then, in a lazy, bone-deep drawl laced with the deliberate provocation of someone looking for a fight, he slowly spoke.
"I say."
"Old loach, who the hell are you?"
"Making ghostly wails in my head in the middle of the night instead of sleeping—do you have even a shred of public decency?"
The moment those words fell.
Boom!
The all-devouring mental storm, the dragon's might violent beyond measure, abruptly stalled without warning.
Time itself seemed to have been forcibly paused at that instant.
The entire boiling Sea of Karmic Force froze for a moment.
The Ancestral Dragon's boundless remnant soul stiffened.
Old... loach? What was he saying? What did that word... mean? Was it some new divine ability, or some vicious true incantation? No... that wasn't an attack on the level of laws. It was a... vulgar, lowly term used to describe worms crawling through ditches! He actually dared use such a word to describe me?!
The two hollow eye sockets lit by ghostly flames of resentment twitched violently. The miserable green flames flickered erratically, revealing an utterly absurd disbelief.
It had considered countless possibilities.
This junior who had inherited Rahula's karma might fear it, beg for mercy, argue, or even resist to the bitter end.
But it had never imagined that the other party's response would be such a... street-rat-like provocation.
Old loach?
Public decency?
What... was public decency? The Great Dao of some Demon God? Why had I never heard of it? Wait, this seemed to be... a rule that existed only among those ants born at dawn and dead by dusk? He actually dared use the rules of ants to judge my actions?!
To it, those two words were more unfamiliar and grating than the most vicious curse.
"You... what did you say?!"
A fury ten times more violent than before erupted from every corner of the Ancestral Dragon Remnant Soul! Its vast divine-sense voice was no longer a cold interrogation, but molten lava that scorched the Divine Soul.
"I am the Ancestral Dragon!"
"The first dragon beneath heaven and earth!"
"The former ruler of the primordial world!"
"You wretch who bears the karma of my race's extinction, you dare..."
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Yang Chen waved his hand in extreme impatience, directly cutting off that epic self-introduction.
His gesture was frivolous, and his tone was filled with contempt.
Yes, yes, that's the spirit. Keep boasting. The louder you brag, the harder your face will hit the ground later.
"Don't feed me all that nonsense. Ancestral Dragon, ruler—aren't you dead as a doornail?"
"That's old history from the last calamity. You're still babbling about it? You may not find it embarrassing, but just listening to it makes me look cheap."
Yang Chen's divine-sense body drifted forward half a step. He stared directly into those burning ghostly flames, the curve of his lips full of mockery.
"If you're dead, you should rest in peace."
"Dust to dust, earth to earth."
"Understand?"
"Every day, you put on concerts and memorial services in my head, gathering together to spread mental pollution. You're making it impossible for me to cultivate properly."
He paused, then asked with perfect righteousness:
Come on, let me teach this antique what the rules of the new era are.
"What, you people die and still think you're in the right?"
"Disturbing other people's rest is the greatest cause and effect in this world! Do you old antiques understand that or not?"
This shocking nonsense was like countless invisible blades, precisely stabbing into the Ancestral Dragon Remnant Soul's long-rotted dignity.
It had lived through countless epochs. It had suppressed primordial savage beasts, ruled over the myriad races of the Four Seas, and competed with the Phoenix Ancestor and First Qilin for the supreme karmic position of rulers of heaven and earth.
It had witnessed the most despicable betrayals and endured the cruelest defeats.
Yet it had never seen, never heard, never imagined that such a shameless creature could exist in this world!
Absurd! This was simply turning heaven and earth upside down, confusing yin and yang! The resentment of us dead souls was the most fundamental power of karma in heaven and earth, yet he compared it to... noise? And then he actually accused us of disturbing his rest?!
What kind of absurd logic was this?!
What kind of brazen distortion of right and wrong was this?!
The debtor burdened with a blood-deep vendetta was now accusing the creditor of being too noisy and disturbing his peace!
"You... you..."
For the first time, the Ancestral Dragon's vast divine sense showed signs of becoming incoherent.
Fury? No, this was no longer fury. This was an entirely new emotion born from dignity being crushed, mixed with absurdity and brutality. My majesty, my grief, the blood and tears of my race over countless years—in his eyes, they were worth less than his peace and quiet!
It had been angered to an entirely new height.
A state that transcended fury and resentment, one of pure shock at the other party's shamelessness.
The next instant, that extreme shock transformed into a berserk rage that sought to burn everything away!
"Roar—!!!"
A true Dragon's Roar exploded from the very origin of the Ancestral Dragon Remnant Soul!
This time, it was no longer merely an assault of divine sense.
Boom!
Black karmic fire blazed across its shattered dragon body. The flames soared into the sky, illuminating this endless dark abyss as a despairing purgatory.
The entire Sea of Karmic Force boiled completely in response!
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