The King of Black Fog

Chapter 1334 585: Struggling Dragon (2)

"Has the True Dragon truly defied the heavens?" The Old Ghost was also astonished.

Li Changzhou, with his twenty-five times [Mountain Flipping], could definitely crush him. Yet the True Dragon gradually withstood the pressure and became stronger.

The twelve Semi-Saints were also observing the battle.

"The technique the True Dragon comprehended suits him too well, coincidentally trapped, falling into disadvantage, with all favorable factors aligning."

"Should we go assist?"

Tian Shi hesitated slightly: "With the Old Ghost present, I'm worried that if we intervene, it might only make the True Dragon stronger. Now, although the True Dragon is suppressing the King of Black Fog, to defeat him, more strength is needed. As long as there's no external pressure, his strength cannot further improve."

The True Dragon's "Rising Dragon Fist" indeed has limitations.

Without external pressure, the limit cannot be actively raised.

Li Changzhou, struggling to sustain twenty-five times the strength, gradually got accustomed to it. The immense strength stirred the Chaos Qi, manifesting as black Thunder.

Both were enveloped by Chaos, with the black Thunder and azure green Flames colliding, unleashing a formidable Divine Power.

The True Dragon transcended the azure green Flames, standing tall in the void, like the Divine King of the universe.

"What destiny, I am the master of my own fate!" He twisted his body, turning into a Dragon Body, letting out an angry dragon roar.

"A ship that narrowly rides the waves dares claim belief only in itself? Let me tell you, as long as you're on the sea, still in the mortal world, you'll be at the mercy of destiny!" Black Thunder flickered around Li Changzhou.

"Rising Dragon Fist!" The void seemed to have a supreme being moving, leaping down from the Nine Heavens, with the Dragon Fist exploding.

The heavens crumbled, the earth shattered, so powerful it was as if dragging the sky down along.

The Primordial Divine Tree rustled, Li Changzhou's blood thundered, Qi-Blood surged violently, his whole body seemed to burn.

"Ah!!" He let out a battle cry, arms vibrating.

Boom!

A gigantic divine form appeared behind him.

The divine form was vast and boundless, stars, and moons swirling at its fingertips, this was Li Changzhou's Divine Body, in some sense, this was his true self.

"Ultimate Divine Skill, Primordial Divine Body!"

Li Changzhou slowly opened his arms at his sides, full body erupting in excruciating pain, soul seemingly ablaze.

The burning sensation was real, as his entire body steamed with Blood Mist.

"Ah—"

He let out a scream of pain, the vast divine form transformed into boundless Qi-Blood, all pouring into his body.

"Crack!" A huge crack appeared in his chest, terrifying energy roiling within.

As more Qi-Blood surged in, his eyes turned red, casting red light for miles, and his body continuously cracked.

As the Qi-Blood fully poured in, he was like a piece of barely assembled torn paper, a slight breeze could easily scatter him.

"Steady for me!"

Boom!

The wild surging Qi wave barely stabilized, his body stopped fracturing.

Twenty-five times [Mountain Flipping], Annihilation Divine Light, Primordial Divine Body, Ultimate Divine Skill, all three moves appeared simultaneously!

A terrifying twisted blood-colored shadow-like monster raised its head, gazing at the True Dragon swinging fists against destiny.

"You say strength is destiny, and I will tell you, my strength surpasses yours!"

He took a step forward, leaving a blood-red footprint in the void, like a red-hot branding iron leaving a permanent scar on the skin, space was forcibly altered by his strength.

The Old Ghost and twelve Semi-Saints changed their expressions; merely by taking a step, the momentum brought made them feel suffocated.

The True Dragon sensed the aura of "Rising Dragon Fist·Struggling Dragon" on Li Changzhou's body.

Through Dragon Cultivation Arts, Li Changzhou comprehended another aspect of profound meaning, relying on this mystery, barely managing to simultaneously execute three Ultimate Divine Skills.

Black Chaos lightning intertwined around him, as if submitting.

"Your strength only serves to make me stronger!" The True Dragon felt a dense crisis of death, yet he continued swinging his fists.

Fierce and unparalleled, the true essence of Struggling Dragon was unleashed to its fullest!

"Kill!" The two clashed again.

Yet with only one move, Li Changzhou's barely stabilized balance was disrupted, crushed to pieces by his own strength.

The True Dragon also got directly shattered, unable to withstand the combined power of three Ultimate Divine Skills.

Their shattered bones and flesh hovered on the Holy Road, even their Divine Sense almost dispersed, and only after a long while did they slowly recover, barely restoring their physical bodies.

After Struggling Dragon comes Dragon Ascending Nine Heavens," the True Dragon, extremely weak, yet eyeing Li Changzhou fiercely, said, "King of Black Fog, this time it's a draw. Wait until I've perfected the 'Rising Dragon Fist', I'll come to kill you again!"

He transformed into a stream of light, rushing towards the eighth Holy Temple.

"Remarkable indeed." The Old Ghost sighed, also turning to leave.

"How are you?" Tian Shi asked Li Changzhou.

"I'm fine." Li Changzhou shook his head, suppressing the surging Qi-Blood, "Thanks for your help; today's favor, I won't forget."

Tian Shi nodded.

Li Changzhou opened his mouth to inhale, absorbing Energy, as fearsome Storms appeared on the Holy Road, even [Heavenly Will·Wind] revealed a faint trace of aura as a consequence.

The twelve Semi-Saints' expressions changed slightly, feeling the King of Black Fog becoming more terrifying, as his gestures eerily resembled [Past].

"Let's go!" Li Changzhou rushed towards the eighth Holy Temple.

The twelve Semi-Saints turned into streams of light, closely following behind him.

——Don't know why, but now I don't feel scared at all, following the King of Black Fog gives a sense of safety.

——Me too, it doesn't feel like heading to a battlefield, more like going for a massacre.

——Blood boiling, let's cause a scene!

——The King of Black Fog will fully support us, given destiny's favor; do you think any among us might achieve sainthood?

——One can imagine, but don't overstrain; with the King of Black Fog around, we have plenty of time for cultivation.

——Stay wary; the King of Black Fog may not necessarily keep his promises, just as the Crown Princess could sever Order, he too can alter Fate.

——Yes.

Li Changzhou entered the Holy Temple, the crowd still engaging in combat.