For a moment, the world became especially spectacular.
It was as though a Phoenix had suddenly appeared in a forest a Dragon was about to rule, vying with it in splendor.
High above.
The Pure Yang Dao Lord's eyes trembled slightly, and his brows furrowed.
Jiang Yang-he certainly knew of him.
Decades ago, the battle between Jiang Yang and Ananda had shaken the entire Immortal Realm and caused a sensation throughout the world.
With his Seven Steps cultivation, Jiang Yang had challenged an Eight Steps Dao Lord without falling behind.
His talent overflowed, and his combat prowess was exceptional.
The mighty figures of the Immortal Realm had all seen it.
Naturally, he also knew about Jiang Yang.
When he had first descended upon the Luofu Immortal Sect, he had spotted Jiang Yang seated in the place of honor at a glance.
But he had not thought Jiang Yang would come into conflict with him.
Fundamentally, however immense the Pure Yang Dao Physique's potential might be, its bearer was still merely a mortal now.
How could a mortal possibly be the source of a conflict?
How could anyone reach their level through cultivation alone?
Unless they were recluses who had cultivated for countless years, hiding single-mindedly in their own little nests and seldom venturing into the world.
Moreover, such people would need powerful protection.
Where could anyone with such good fortune be found?
The Pure Yang Dao Lord asked himself and found that he had never met one.
For Jiang Yang to have reached this level, he had to be shrewd.
Since he intended to remain in the Immortal Realm and had already offended one Dao Lord, Ananda, there was no need to offend him as well.
He had no reason to offend him too.
As for the others-Gou Daoren and