"It's come to this. I can only gamble on this one chance!" Su Yang watched Nezha's figure and secretly made up his mind.
If he wanted to keep Ziwei Palace Lord from Nezha, relying on force alone was absolutely impossible.
Nezha's title of "Great God of the Three Altars" was no empty boast. It was prestige he had earned through his strength during the Battle of the Gods!
He had now even entered the realm of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal, with strength enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with those veteran Grand Unity Golden Immortals.
With Su Yang's current strength, trying to seize someone by force would be no different from indulging in a fool's dream.
Although the inn could keep Su Yang invincible and ensure he suffered no harm, that was precisely where the problem lay: the inn only protected his life. It would not act on his behalf.
Even if the other party harbored malicious intent, the inn would not give Su Yang the ability to retaliate.
Since force could not solve the problem, he could only seek another method.
As everyone knew, Nezha was now an incarnation made from lotus root. His so-called "heart" was likewise made from lotus root.
In other words, his thoughts were not truly complete in the conventional sense, and there were naturally aspects that could be exploited.
That was precisely why Su Yang had come up with a countermeasure. He could find a way to protect Princess Ziwei.
"Wife! Wife!"
Holding their newborn child in one arm, Dong Yong saw Ziwei descend from the sky and immediately rushed forward, asking anxiously after her.
"Wife, are you hurt? Did that immortal make things difficult for you?" Dong Yong's face was full of worry as he desperately tried to confirm Ziwei's condition.
Ziwei