Dragonkind was proud, certainly, but not all of them were insufferable. Sometimes that pride was even an admirable quality-but not in Ya You at this moment.
For Ya You to have attained the Dao and become a True Dragon, Heaven must truly have been blind, yet he still presumed to speak of heavenly destiny.
Even in his gentler form as Old Man Yu, Yi Shuyuan was deeply displeased, never mind how he would have felt in his original immortal body.
A single sentence exposed Ya You's identity. Sure enough, the old dragon's murderous intent lay bare, and all his attention turned to the old man before him.
That terrifying pressure could almost suffocate a person, yet it seemed unable to affect Old Man Yu. He appeared to have accepted his fate, his face filled with resignation.
Even so, he did not avert his gaze, but merely let out a long sigh.
"Even if you destroy my eyes today, even if you take my life, I still believe that one day, you, the North Sea Dragon Lord, will meet your retribution!"
At that, a faint smile slowly appeared on Ya You's cold face.
"A mere mortal dares speak to me this way. You are indeed worthy of the abilities you have cultivated. A pity, such a pity-you still do not understand that a lofty Dao should remain hidden, and great arts should not be wielded lightly!"
As he spoke, Ya You had already looked away and started forward, as though the old man's existence no longer concerned him.
Only after Ya You left did another remark drift back eerily.
"Your insolence toward me should have earned you death. But for the sake of those words, I shall still destroy only your Dharma Eye. Let us see how you witness my retribution