I deeply regret being invincible forever.

Before entering the temple, she was fearless. After entering the temple, she realized that there was no such thing as fairness in this world, that goodness does not necessarily last, and that evil also rules the world.

Simply put, she shouldn't have revealed that she was the seventh person to achieve sainthood.

"If we're talking about congratulations, you deserve more than I do." While Forever Invincible rarely spoke, the atmosphere of Saint Road forced her to be 'humble'.

She said, "My sister became a saint, my wife became a saint, but I am still the original divine body, and I even have a 'false victory'."

"Thank you for your kind words. Invincible, you should also be careful. Yaochi and I are two people, but you are only one person. Be careful that someone doesn't steal your holy position."

After a moment of silence, Invincible said, "...Get lost!"

Li Changzhou shook his head: "No manners."

He looked around, and everyone turned away, avoiding his gaze.

Li Changzhou had no intention of greeting everyone; doing so would only harm himself—after being provoked, the Undying Sun and the Eternally Invincible were definitely already watching him.

"Little Bone!" Li Changzhou discovered the skeletal genes of the corpse in the corner.

The skeleton remained motionless, like a skeleton.

"Of the 100,000 powerful warriors on the Holy Path, you're the one I admire the most," Li Changzhou chatted with him, then lowered his voice and whispered, "You didn't use your full strength just now, did you? You manifested the body of a [Saint Emperor], so why didn't you use the Emperor's Seal? And what about your head? I believe your head can't stump you, Little Bone!"

The Corpse Gene said, "You already have two Saintly positions."

Li Changzhou continued, "Since you have mastered several sacred techniques, can you also evolve the sacred bodies of other saints? You severed a piece of the Dead Sea universe, are you trying to create a kingdom of death?"

"You already have two sainthoods."

"Could freely enter and exit the realm of the dead, and possibly establish one's own realm of the dead on earth, so that after death one can return without expending divine will? Or even stand in the realm of the dead and fight us as if one were 'already dead'?"

"You already have two sainthoods."

“Little Bone, you were born from bones and crawled out of the grave. Your past is dark and unrecoverable, but your future is bright and promising. You will surely be a saint.”

"You already have two sainthoods."

Li Changzhou shook his head: "A language repeater."

Yaochi laughed from the side.

"Oh? Ah Long, you've arrived. You've learned all of your father's skills, haven't you?"

As soon as Zhenlong entered the temple, his face immediately turned sour. Inside the Fourth Temple, everyone's gazes subtly swept over him.

This has little to do with Li Changzhou's words. Who doesn't care that the True Dragon has learned the sacred method of the [Sage Dragon]?

But to say that Li Changzhou's words were useless... well, the true dragon didn't believe it, and he held a grudge!

“The true dragon is very powerful.” The Repeater·Bone Gene spoke, “It evolved into a real human body, but the spine transformed into a dragon. It uses a human body to nourish a true dragon. What a terrifying path.”

This sentence...

Not to mention others, even Li Changzhou was provoked and stared at the true dragon.

In an instant, the Fourth Temple was filled with the dazzling light of various eye techniques, all staring intently at the true dragon, which was like a celebrity surrounded by cameras.

The true dragon's face grew even uglier, and black mist even rose up, making it seem like the king of black mist!

Inside the human body, along the spine, there is indeed a small green dragon, eager to leap up and seemingly about to soar to the heavens and enter a sacred realm.

The human body, and the cultivation of various holy methods, are all for the purpose of nurturing this dragon.

None of the nine instances of divine intervention noticed it; only the expert in bone genes, who only has eyes for bones, could see through it.

He could have seen through it all, but after being provoked by the King of Black Mist, the Corpse Gene felt a bit of pressure. Upon seeing the True Dragon, it naturally pulled him "into the fire"—into the fire pit.

Sure enough, the skeleton gene sensed that the hostility on its body had lessened slightly.

He understood the King of the Dark Room's predicament. His sister and wife occupied two sacred positions, and if he didn't speak up and drag others into the fire, he would become the target of everyone's criticism.

Despite his understanding, he still decided to seize the opportunity to strike with all his might and kill the King of Black Mist.

He hadn't used his full strength before, but if Li Changzhou were surrounded and seriously injured, he was confident he could kill him with one blow!

The Crown Princess also arrived, and rules flowed like a spring, with chains of divine order intertwined and densely packed. She paused before the [Saint · Order].

"You've received the complete legacy of the Saint of Order, haven't you?" the true dragon said.

The Crown Princess looked at him with surprise. The True Dragon was arrogant and conceited. Why would he take the initiative to talk to someone unless he was looking for trouble?

She caught a glimpse of a wisp of energy, and [Heaven's Will and Order] comprehended everything.

She smiled and asked Li Changzhou, "Since you're late, who has become a saint?"

Li Changzhou: "......"

The true dragon showed no anger at being ignored; instead, he put his hands behind his back and revealed a rare smile—a mocking smile.

Yaochi also laughed: "The arrow that was shot out fell back and ultimately hit itself."

Li Changzhou sighed, "Yes, destiny is in my hands."

He didn't hold a grudge and even kindly reminded the Crown Princess: "Madam, Xiao Gu just said that Ah Long is using the human body as a cauldron and the holy laws of all saints as fire to nourish the sacred dragon of the spine. Can you tell if that's true?"

The woman was momentarily confused about who "Madam," "Little Bone," and "Ah Long" were referring to.

After realizing what was happening, she looked at the real dragon.

The true dragon was enveloped in black energy, and it was not only energy, but also a combination of techniques from the [Saint Black Hand]!

Unfortunately, it was ultimately a scattered attack, unable to stop the Crown Princess who had obtained all the holy laws of [Saint Order].

She glanced at it, and her face paled, her red lips parting slightly.

It's a bit unusual for someone to be this surprised.

As everyone speculated, the Crown Princess couldn't help but ask, "Legend has it that the Holy Dragon is formed from the spine of a saint after his death. Could it be true?"

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