"Who wants to fight me?"
His voice thundered through the sky. Such deliberate provocation made True Lord Cheng Tian Zhengde and Vase Water Moon Bodhisattva's gazes turn even colder.
Yet no one made a move.
Neither True Lord was an ordinary man. Their Dharma Eyes pierced the heavens, and they naturally saw that Lu Yang's current state could only last a short while. He simply was not worth fighting.
After all, losing meant dying on the spot. Even winning would likely cost them half their lives. They had descended with a mission, and had even burned their own Grotto-Heavens for it, paying such a tremendous price. How could they squander their lives on something so meaningless over a momentary dispute?
Seeing this, Lu Yang smiled. "No one?"
He looked at True Lord Cheng Tian Zhengde, his lips splitting into a grin. "I slaughtered the Ye Clan. Not a single one was left alive. Don't you want to kill me and vent your fury, fellow Daoist?"
After saying that, he glanced at Vase Water Moon Bodhisattva.
"I destroyed the Pure Land's Earthly Buddha Land. The Dharma Appearance sent down by the World Honored One was also just cut down by me. Don't you want to avenge that Dharma Appearance, fellow Daoist?"
"..."
Below, the Foundation Establishment True Persons gazing up at the three present-day True Lords were all dumbfounded. The True Persons of the Pure Land and Sword Pavilion in particular could not make heads or tails of it.
He had said this much already, and they still were not fighting?
For fuck's sake, fight him!
Yet despite such provocation, True Lord Cheng Tian Zhengde, who bore the hatred of his clan's extermination, remained silent and did not make a move.
...Not worth it.
*I descended to the lower realm this