That really is quite a turtle shell...
Jiang Yang's expression remained unchanged. Cen Huaijun's provocation had not thrown him off balance.
An unassailable position meant only that one could not lose, not that one would win. His opponent's intent was simple: unsettle him, then find an opening.
But it isn't impossible to break. Broadwood's mysteries... let's give them a try.
Jiang Yang quietly altered the aura coursing through his body and closed in.
It was worth noting that, because of Yun Zhen's probing questions, Jiang Yang had maintained his disguise all along, outwardly displaying only the aura of Yi Wood true essence.
Though this wondrous ability was of limited use, Jiang Yang had tested it before. This Transformation worked from the inside out. As long as he did not actively employ his immortal foundation, even Bai Tang could not distinguish it and would merely assume he cultivated the Yi Wood tradition.
Conjoined Branch!
Mysterious yellow true essence streamed through his meridians. No other colors appeared around him, yet dense wood energy came rolling forth.
The Immortal Gateway Dao Chapter had once stated: "Where Broadwood flourishes, fine grain grows in abundance; the soil must be fertile before the vegetation can grow great. Where wood energy thrives, water energy lies concealed and the land's strength wanes. This is the condition of 'weak water silting up, heavy wood and declining earth.'"
Jiang Yang had not understood this at first, but after entering the Dao and obtaining his immortal foundation, he came to understand how these traditions' relationships of generation and restraint arose.
All things in the world moved through recurring cycles. Nothing remained unchanged for eternity.
Water should have nourished earth and given rise to wood, but when wood virtue flourished too greatly, water weakened and could no longer nourish the wood energy.