The King of Black Fog

Chapter 1288 - 570: Lord of Radiance

The melody of destiny plays.

The pages turn, revealing this person's life, finally pausing on the page where his mother is captured, and he escapes with his sister, encountering a monster attack.

Life hangs by a thread, his body covered with lines of death.

Yang Jian pushes his mana and qi-blood to the limit, when his blood should be boiling, his body instead feels a coldness as if a Heavenly Sword is crushing down on his forehead.

"Ah!!" he roars furiously, raising his hand to wipe his forehead.

[Heavenly Will·Heavenly Eye]

Though not particularly strong, it is his own comprehension, combined with the heaven-granted Heavenly Eye, its power is unmatched.

His gaze shines brightly, shooting out a thousand feet, enveloping and aiming at the Bronze Spear from the Book of Destiny.

Where his gaze falls, space transforms from water to marble, the river of time builds a dam, pinning the Bronze Spear from the Book of Destiny unable to move.

"Second Lord!" Four figures behind Yang Jian rush up, transforming into streams of light, dashing towards Li Changzhou.

Almost as soon as they charge, the four are sent flying back, screaming in pain, spitting blood.

They didn't even see the opponent make a move.

"Second Brother!" Yang Chan, wielding a fishing line with desperation, gives up on the caught Treasure Lotus Lamp and charges at Li Changzhou.

Yang Jian shouts: "Stop!"

He dares not move his Heavenly Eye, focusing on the Bronze Spear, pushing his mana to its limits.

"We have no intention of contending with you!" he shouts loudly.

Li Changzhou raises his hand, the Bronze Spear trembles slightly, transforming into a mass of thunder. In the next moment, the Bronze Spear is already planted by his side.

Yet in the Heavenly Eye, that mass of thunder hasn't disappeared, as if it's a solid entity.

The speed is so swift that Yang Jian's face turns solemn, Yang Chan and the other four are stunned and terrified.

Li Changzhou looks over these six, Erlang Shen, the Third Holy Mother, the others should be Meishan Six Monsters?

No, not all. Even following Erlang Shen, with the Meishan Six Monsters' humble origins, they couldn't have reached the sixth Holy City. They must be Yang Jian's new subordinates.

The remnants of the Heavenly Court, logically, should be eliminated to prevent future trouble.

Yet before leaving the Three Realms, Erlang Shen had passed the "Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique" to Guanyin, to ensure that this sage's Mysterious Technique wouldn't be lost if anything happened to him.

Guanyin later passed the Mysterious Technique to Li Changzhou.

To kill them would not be wise.

As for subjugation, if it were only Erlang Shen, it wouldn't be a problem. But there's also Yang Chan and four Heavenly Position experts, too many burdens.

Li Changzhou flicks the fishing hook, casting the Treasure Lotus Lamp towards Yang Chan.

"Thank you!" Yang Jian clasps his fists, turns with the five, and walks away.

Li Changzhou shakes his head, while re-casting a hook, he says, "Kindly gave you a way out, and you won't even call me Emperor."

"Buzz!" The Bronze Spear vibrates.

It is very dissatisfied.

As one of the ultimate divine skills, [Defy Me and Perish], how could Erlang Shen pin it down?

Just now, it wanted to unleash the Heavenly Will, with Li Changzhou's Nine Times Heaven's Will power, it would surely have forced its way into the Book of Destiny.

Simple exchanges reveal, Erlang Shen is at Eight Times Heaven's Will.

Passing through the fifth city should have reached the theoretical limit of nine times, with a huge life essence boost. Obviously, he shared the Mother Womb Source Pool's water with Yang Chan and his followers.

Eight times and nine times are not just a simple matter of number increments.

Only deepening the understanding of Heavenly Will can increase the count, simultaneously, the power of each Heavenly Will would double.

Eight times are absolutely no match for nine times, Erlang Shen sacrificed that chance to become a peerless powerhouse for his sister and subordinates.

Fortunately, Li Qianxia is more capable than Yang Chan, also more beautiful, and, well, younger than Yang Chan.

Li Changzhou is nonchalant, but the departing six of Yang Jian remain wary.

"Second Brother, was that the new Heavenly Emperor?" Yang Chan asks.

Yang Jian nods solemnly.

"So strong!" A Heavenly Position expert cannot help but say, "Just sitting there suppresses us."

More than suppression, it was already a life-or-death crisis, something they all knew in their hearts.

Yang Chan felt uneasy internally, she said, "Second Brother, are you confident?"

Yang Jian smiles gently, "If he's a rival, fight. If not, retreat. This is not the Three Realms, the Jade Emperor Tathagata and The Three Pure Ones have been defeated, what pride could I have? Go as far as you can, there are endless opportunities in the Holy City, it's not necessary to become a Saint."

"Mhm." Yang Chan feels slightly reassured, then worries about Chen Xiang, who has separated from her.

In usual times, Yang Jian would have seen through his sister's thoughts and comforted her, but now his mind is tangled with thoughts.

He vaguely realizes that the slight difference in the Mother Womb Source Pool is worlds apart.

After Yang Chan, Li Changzhou continued to fish out three hundred seventy-one combatants, firmly maintaining the first place in the number of kills.

The spectators are already astounded.

Other combatants, which one didn't go through bloodshed, scheming, and alliances to finally manage to kill one person, or annihilate one team?

Only he, catches one and kills one, catches a batch and wipes out a batch.

Except for a very few slippery ones who escaped, he's too lazy to chase them, none others could withstand even a single strike.

"That's a peerless powerhouse for you!" an ancient Heavenly Position exclaimed.

"The Crown Princess, Corpse Bone Gene, True Dragon are also impressive, completely overpowering other combatants."

So far, there has been no outbreak of battles between peerless powerhouses, as the sixth Holy City focuses on kill counts, no need for life-and-death battles.

"It's truly a pity, having True Dragon and King of Black Fog in a Galaxy would be exciting."

"If these two meet, a life-and-death showdown is inevitable, with self-assurance beyond ordinary peerless powerhouses."

"Why say that?" a Mortal asked, perplexed.

"Do you think they would give up on life, or a Saint Position? No, so they're very confident in themselves, believing they can definitely win."

Suddenly.