True History, Light Sea.
Before his eyes boiled the Two Extremes Life-Death Profound Light. The two energies of Yin-Yang collided, giving rise to creation; images of creation and destruction coexisted here in stark clarity.
Lu Yang's heart was filled with a thousand emotions.
In the past, even though his cultivation had reached the Heaven-Treading Realm, the Light Sea had remained a vast, boundless domain beyond his ability to fathom.
But now it was different. With his Primordial Spirit attained, nothing obstructed his gaze any longer. The once immeasurable Light Sea now lay before him like patterns on his palm. Which Jietian were being born and destroyed, how the mortals within them lived, which cultivators were in seclusion—he could observe it all clearly with a single thought.
This is a Dao Lord.
In that instant, Lu Yang understood why, in the era before [the Other Shore] had been built, Golden Core perfection cultivators could be called Dao Lords by the world.
It was not because of their realm.
Strictly speaking, Golden Core perfection was still Golden Core. Though the gap between it and True Lords below perfection was immense, it was not impossible to bridge.
For example, True Lord Zhifa Chiyuan from the life before last.
His cultivation had only been at the Immortal Bridge Realm, yet by raising it at any cost, he had braved the risk of losing himself and displayed, for one fleeting instant, the bearing of a Dao Lord.
Thus, strictly speaking, the foundation of a Dao Lord was not their realm. Their realm was even no more than an accessory. What truly made Dao Lords so revered by the world was the Primordial Spirit. This perspective, capable of encompassing the entire Light Sea and looking down upon Myriad Forms, was what made Dao Lords truly terrifying.