The King of Black Fog

Chapter 1347 - 589: Lone Moon Shines Alone (Part 3)



Chapter 1347 - 589: Lone Moon Shines Alone (Part 3)

The ascended Dragon Saint, Divine Saint, Immortal Saint, Demon Saint, Demon God, Ghost Saint, their strength is not beneath that of a Saint.

The Holy Thought left behind by the past—the union of six Saints, has long been erased by the six Saints, and they have become completely independent, severing their past.

The Shadow tried countless times across ages, seeing the value game approaching, he could only gamble alone and forcibly kill the Immortal Saint.

During the devouring, as his power increased, he was also counterattacked by the methods left by the Immortal Saint.

With no other choice, the Shadow reconstructed himself several times, returning to the Saint Realm, and finally washed away his wounds.

With the wounds healed, the value game was already at hand, so he had to continue reincarnating, thoroughly passing down through generations, to compete for the 'Winner' position as a 'Player.'

After countless reincarnations, he finally arrived at the Dao Saint's experiment ground.

He was a descendant of Li Tang from the Song Dynasty, also the Divine Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and in his last life, the second young master of the 28th year of the Republic.

With the start of the value game, he became Li Changzhou.

Li Changzhou?

In a moment of daze, Li Changzhou awoke from the memories of [Saint·Shadow].

At this moment, his origin, which is the black mist, had already half merged into the Black Bone.

This was not devouring, but fusion.

"You also discovered," the black little figure was also merging, "there is no need for conflict between us, soul and bone as one, the Shadow Saint who once overpowered the Saints, the Black Hand that devoured immortals, will return once again! We are invincible, the 'Winner' must be us!"

"Is it us, or just you?"

"You and I are one..."

"No need." Li Changzhou coldly refused, "I alone am enough."

The Black Hand, the War Saint, the Past, the Great Emperor, those Saints;

The descendants of Li Tang, the Divine Emperor, the second young master, those reincarnations;

None of them were him.

He was just Li Changzhou, maybe the power can be inherited, but a person's soul has only one lifetime!

"Clang!" The life lines intertwined, the scroll of destiny descended, upon which was drawn: the black little figure disappeared, leaving Li Changzhou alone.

"Heavenly Will? I have long changed the heavens with my heart, the universe submits, kill!" The black little figure erupted.

The two men completely let go and fought for life.

In the end, even all beings could not see the battlefield through the curtain of painting.

The Divine Sense Light was dazzling, even if the Saints caught the power of the Grand Dao to show all beings this battle, their divine senses would be pierced through.

When the light scattered, a black bone floated in the center of the Holy Temple.

Dots of golden light, like fireflies, surrounded the black bone, slowly dimming.

The black little figure was dead.

The entirely burning Li Changzhou also entered the countdown of life.

"Father!" On Earth, with reddened eyes, Yang Tianlu cried.

Behind Yafeiluna, the Twenty Great Demon Gods reappeared of their own accord, each fading one after another as if returning to ancient times, during the old days when the Saints spread their laws to the world.

Yao Platform.

The heart of the Queen Mother ached slightly, she opened her eyes, aware of the situation, yet was helpless.

She was only a tribulation away from being a Saint, yet even a Saint could not rush into the Holy Road guarded by numerous Saints.

She sighed softly, preparing to lift the bloodline seal on her daughter.

This was initially a means to prevent Li Changzhou from sensing he had a daughter, but now, it left the daughter oblivious to her father's impending departure.

Throughout the cosmic realms, no one expected this to be the conclusion.

The Saint Position was set, yet both battled to the last, perishing together.

"Huh?" The Queen Mother suddenly halted, staring intently at the screen.

In the screen, the Black Bone caused ripples, gathering the faint light of Li Changzhou's divine sense that was about to dissipate.

As Li Changzhou approached dissipation, his subconscious began to control the Black Bone.

Like facing danger, the brain protecting itself by commanding the arm to shield itself.

The faint light gathered, barely reconstructing half the small head of the Divine Sense.

He struggled to say: "Revive... from death."

Like the sound of the Great Dao, each word was like a massive bell!

The light shone brightly, illuminating everywhere, the Divine Sense completely brightened, starting to recover slowly.

Tian Shi and Heavenly Talisman exchanged glances, hearts restless, yet ultimately chose not to act.

The 'false victory,' the ascended Li Qianxia, Yang Qinglan, and Turquoise Pool, all made them wary.

Moreover, even Li Changzhou commanded their respect from the bottom of their hearts.

When the head of the Divine Sense fully recovered, almost instantly, Li Changzhou reconstructed his physical body, returning to his peak.

The life and death battle had made the reborn him more powerful.

At this point, whether Li Changzhou believed it or not, whether he was willing or not, he had to admit a fact: only such a life-and-death battle could enhance his strength.

The life and death crisis, for him, was like the sparks and sweat of a blacksmith.

Without sparks, without sweat, even the blacksmith himself wouldn't believe in the crafted tools; without life and death crisis, Li Changzhou himself wouldn't feel worthy of the strength advancement.

In fact, without sparks and sweat, the tools couldn't be good; without the life-and-death crisis, strength couldn't advance.

The Immortal inhaled and exhaled Qi radiance facing the stars, so, for a Semi-Saint, the "Qi Radiance" that could enhance cultivation, lay between life and death.

Only by entering a life-and-death crisis could one capture a faint "Qi Radiance" to enhance strength.

Li Changzhou's aura grew stronger, breaking limits.

Besides the life and death crisis, there was also the reason for merging with the Black Bone.

At this moment, he could fight the [Past] for a hundred moves before falling behind, and to determine life and death would take beyond a thousand moves.

"Roar!" With a low roar, the Corpse Bone Gene shockingly crawled from death.

Borrowed by [Saint·Black Hand] to be reborn, it still was able to walk away from the Death Realm, it must be said that [Heavenly Will·Death] lived up to the reputation of being one of the top ten strongest.

Yet Li Changzhou only took one glance and withdrew his gaze.

His unintentional disregard ignited the Corpse Bone Gene's fury, Soul Fire almost burst from its eye sockets.


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