Master of Strange Dao

When they reached Big Island, Yu Ziqing quietly pulled Yang into a small secret chamber.

"Does the Cloud Whale still not know your identity?"

"What identity could I have?"

"Your Dragon Body, of course."

"I wouldn't know about that. That guy is quite naive. If I weren't protecting him, those deans would have already examined him inside and out."

Yu Ziqing recounted what the Cloud Whale had said earlier, then asked expectantly.

"Have you awakened any inheritances or information?"

Yang looked Yu Ziqing up and down, his expression one of looking at a fool.

"I'm not a dragon of bloodline inheritance, nor a demon. I came from nothing, out of nowhere. I'm the starting point, how could I have any inheritance? Are you stupid?"

"..."

Yu Ziqing opened his mouth, unable to say anything.

It made a lot of sense.

Yang's identity indeed corresponds more to the beginning of an inheritance rather than a receiver.

"Then did you feel any suppression disappear?

According to the Cloud Whale, could the Four True appear again?"

"You're overthinking it. The Four True and Ancient Demons aren't the same thing at all.

In fact, the name Ancient Demon is just a general term.

In reality, figures like the Cloud Whale can only represent the Cloud Whale Clan, not all beings classified as demons.

Just like humans never confuse the Dragon Clan with the Demon Clan.

As for their plight, it doesn't concern me much.

The path I've walked from nothing to existence is largely unrelated to anything from before.

If I must say anything, it's that looking like a dragon might get me targeted in the future.

So, since the Cloud Whale said it, let's find a way to take down King Jiunian first.

This way, he won't target me with all his might once he learns about me in the future."

"Yang, you're getting overconfident."

"I'm almost at Ninth Tier."

"..."

Yu Ziqing was shocked.

"So fast?"

Yang transformed into his Black Mountain Sheep form with a shake.

Clearly resembling a goat, yet with an aura entirely devoid of a herbivore's nature, more menacing than a devil.

With another shake, he became a Black Dragon, his eyes and brows drooping, an oppressive presence exuding an aura completely different from the Dragon Clan, as if he was the sole being in the world, an air of transcendence.

With another shake, he transformed into a fierce beast with a human face and beast body, wrapped in jet-black chains, evil qi rising, surrounded by curse qi.

All three forms were on the verge of Ninth Tier, seemingly ready to break through at any moment.

Yang reverted back to human form, extending his hand, multiple forces swirling in his palm.

"I originally thought I needed to unify all three forms to advance to Ninth Tier.

But ever since Dadui returned, opening the path to Tenth Tier, it's become less complicated.

I can advance each of the three forms separately to Ninth Tier, only needing to go further at Tenth Tier.

The path I'm taking is different from the True Dragon's past, different from Ancient Demons, different from humans.

But listening to the Cloud Whale, I understand that Jiu Nian is destined to be my great enemy.

Do you remember when my third form evolved, and I received assistance from the descendants of the Four True?"

Yu Ziqing's face turned black, quickly correcting.

"Only the Dragon Clan, and the power of the True Phoenix and True Qilin, only three True."

"You barely count as making up the Auspicious Beast part, so it counts."

Yang waved his hand, cutting off Yu Ziqing, and continued.

"When I transformed back then, I benefited from others.

Now that Jiu Nian has revived, as a deadly enemy of the Ancient Demons, it's naturally also a deadly enemy of the Four True.

Forget the Dragon Clan, but the power of the True Phoenix and True Qilin, whether from descendants or remnants,

They showed themselves back then; it's almost impossible for them to completely hide again.

I owe them a debt, so now I must stand up.

This has nothing to do with my identity."

Yang continued talking to himself, the power within him starting to stir.

He stomped his foot, and the space of the secret chamber beneath him began to expand rapidly.

The hidden strength caused his form to change once again.

In his Black Mountain Sheep form, the horns grew quickly, curling into spirals turning sideways, demon qi swirling, transforming into eerie flames burning on the horns, hooves, and tail tip.

In Black Dragon form, the dragon horns grew, new branches forming, dragon whiskers extending, while the four dragon claws started growing additional joints.

In the third form, the jet-black chains coiled around him spread out further, linking to the void, turning the pure evil qi more refined, transitioning into an extreme of peace when not erupting.

Yang continuously shifted among the three forms, the energy radiating from his body constantly expanding the space here.

His form grew larger and larger, the reverberating dragon roars never ceasing.

Yu Ziqing stared up at Yang, speechless.

Just by confirming his path, with firm belief, he could suddenly break through all three forms together.

This power is much stronger than most Ninth Tier breakthroughs.

What has Yang been doing all these years? How did he reach the brink of breakthrough so quietly?

Now he practices cultivation step by step daily, with support from Dadui, and Dao Court has yet to reach a breakthrough either.

Refining God and Body Refinement have long reached the current realm's limits, just waiting for Dao Court to catch up, then break through together.

Yu Ziqing sat there sipping tea, patiently waiting for Yang to finish his breakthrough.

After a day, Yang had reined in all his power, reverting to human form, now in human shape, the evil qi was imperceptible, the entire demeanor incredibly peaceful.