"The situation is turning grim," one said.
"Hasn't it always been like this?" came the reply.
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Eagles soar through the sky, fish dart in the shallow waters,...
"And those few, like Tian Shi, when we get to the battleground, I'll eat them alive!" The little demon stormed in angrily.
Soon, apart from Li Changzhou, Zhenlong, Laogui, and the twelve half-saints, all the other half-saints entered the Eighth Holy Temple.
Everyone looked at the Crown Princess with hostility.
The Crown Princess doesn't care. Does she think that if she doesn't help Li Changzhou, these people will help her when she becomes a saint?
Or perhaps these people would abandon the fight for the holy throne and fight her to the death in order to seek revenge?
No, not at all.
But she offended these people, yet in return, she received the full assistance of Li Changzhou and the Twelve Half-Saints at a crucial moment.
It could almost be said that the Crown Princess lost nothing, but gained the help of thirteen half-saints, one of whom was the Black Mist King, a top-tier powerhouse of the same level.
"Everyone," she said with a smile, "don't let your anger and resentment towards me lead you to help others hold me back."
Everyone knew she was sowing discord and creating division, but this tactic was indeed effective.
The most important thing now is to become a saint; personal grudges are completely insignificant and not worth mentioning.
"The King of Black Mist has truly made the three of them saints." The soul fire of the Corpse Bone Gene flickered, even he was shocked.
There are twelve holy positions in total, and these four people have already occupied three of them. Three of the four people have become saints, and the rest are destined to become saints!
"Who would have thought that the King of Black Mist would not become a saint himself, but instead always help others achieve their goals?" Some people disagreed.
Which practitioner wouldn't be tempted by the prospect of becoming a saint?
On Earth, sisters can quarrel over tens of thousands of dollars, parents and children can sever ties over a small property, and a lottery ticket can cause a loving couple to divorce.
"It wasn't just the Black Mist King's doing; his sister and two wives also had the power. Otherwise, the Black Mist King's help would have killed them instead."
"I can't do without the Crown Princess's little bit of help." The fairy continued to target the Crown Princess.
The Crown Princess sighed and said earnestly, "There's nothing I can do. I've been forced to completely trust in promises and order. It's all your fault. You made me a saint directly. How could this have happened?"
She then asked the fairy, "If you were in my position, would you continue your hopeless efforts, or would you choose to travel together?"
The fairy's face was cold, and she said without hesitation, "Let's travel together."
"......"
Everyone turned to look, even the Crown Princess was taken aback.
The fairy continued, "If the King of Black Mist is not dead, you will introduce me to him; if he is dead, you will introduce Yaochi to me."
The little demon couldn't hold back any longer: "Hey, fairy, can't you be a little more persistent?"
“I am determined to become a saint,” the fairy replied.
With only four Saintly positions remaining, even a powerful figure like her is starting to consider her options. If she could form an alliance with the King of Black Mist, she would surely be able to obtain a safe environment for cultivation.
Even though the chances are slim, so slim that it's despairing, when there's really no other way, one can only endure hardship.
Even some of the semi-saints couldn't help but ponder.
Such a retreat, even harboring a sense of inferiority, is something they would never do in the modern world.
However, on this path to holiness, even powerful figures like Corpse Bone Gene, True Dragon, Crown Princess, Fairy, and Demon Lord were unable to seize a holy position.
Even the King of Black Mist, if he were to attempt to become a saint on his own, would have no chance, just like the other supreme beings.
Even testing combat strength is useless; even testing language skills won't work.
The Corpse Bone Gene is the strongest spiritual seed in history, with unparalleled comprehension and opportunities. However, it was still stopped by the crowd in the temple that tests comprehension.
Ironically, their greatest advantage became the greatest obstacle on the path to sainthood.
The people pondered that the only safe place to go was to seek refuge with the sage.
The King of Black Mist has three saints. If he doesn't die, he will become a saint sooner or later. According to the investigation, his conduct along the way has been upright, making him an excellent candidate to join.
Some semi-saints who felt they had no hope of becoming saints by relying on the temple even began to consider helping Li Changzhou enter the main temple.
Such a great favor is undoubtedly the best pledge of loyalty.
Of course, at least half of them refused to give up and were full of fighting spirit.
Even these people thought to themselves: they would not clash with the King of Black Mist, but would only intervene when vying for the Holy Throne, maintaining a relationship free of personal grudges.
However, the King of Black Mist changed his fate on the Holy Path, forcibly resisting the "Three Thousand Heavenly Wills" of the three thousand half-saints. He was punished by the heavens and was also hunted down by the True Dragon and the Old Ghost. Whether he can come back alive is unknown.
"Is there anyone willing to become a Quasi-Saint?" the Demon Lord asked.
He wanted to leave the Eighth Temple and enter the Ninth Temple before the True Dragon and Old Ghost returned.