Overseas, above the raging waves, Lu Yang finished speaking and stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the vast heaven and earth and the Grotto-Heaven scenes clustered around him.
True Lord. Hehe, True Lord!
Lu Yang worked hard to keep his expression composed, savoring this moment of joy to the fullest. He did not even care about the gazes of the Four Dao Lords resting upon him.
So what? If you've got the skill, kill me.
With a thought from Lu Yang, blazing fire lit up between his brows, outlining a talisman like Dragon Script and Phoenix Seal. Like a heavenly eye, it calmly gazed toward the sky.
At this moment, his gaze had already pierced through the Foundation Establishment Realm, through the Sea of Suffering, and saw the Fruit Positions rising and falling above it, along with their masters. In a daze, he even seemed to see a vast and boundless realm, far removed from the Sea of Suffering yet utterly beyond reach.
Without becoming a True Lord, one could not understand a True Lord's capabilities.
So-called False Holding could borrow the mysteries of a position, but it was still False Holding. The soul underwent no qualitative transformation, and when looking at many things, one was still like a leaf blocking one's vision.
In a word: he had outgrown it!
Not to mention that this was a Supreme Fruit Position like Fire in the Sky. It was innately half a head above other Fruit Positions and closer to the domain of the Four Dao Lords.
It was precisely because of this that Lu Yang understood:
The Four Dao Lords probably don't refrain from interfering with the Real World because they don't want to, but because they can't—or rather, they can't interfere without harming their own Dao Paths!