But the value game changed everything.
All opportunities, from ancient times to the present, can be obtained, such as "fragrant leaf crown" and flat peaches.
Furthermore, the Starry Sky Road and the Holy City are unprecedented opportunities, and anyone with the strength can compete for them.
Li Changzhou's ability to reach this point, killing the Lord of Glory who was blocked by the Time Dam by the Value Game, is largely due to being born in this era.
He doesn't deny that.
But does being born in this era guarantee the ability to kill the Lord of Glory? He also doesn't deny his own talent.
boom!
The guiding light appeared and fell upon ten thousand star rivers, enveloping the top ten enemies killed in each star river.
At this moment, the participants can see each other across the Milky Way.
Li Changzhou's star river was different from others, with only seven pillars of light. The star river beneath the pillars was chaotic and turbulent, like a dilapidated world.
"You killed the Lord of Radiance?" A demigod who had returned from the Time Dam changed his expression.
Li Changzhou's battle armor was stained with blood, the blood shimmering with light.
His golden crown was shattered, his bronze spear was pitted and uneven, and his energy had not yet recovered, so he was very weak. But his spirit and energy were like an unparalleled immortal sword, sharp and incomparable.
An aura of invincibility, unbridled courage, and unstoppable force swept across everything.
Li Changzhou's gaze swept across the room, spotting Yang Qinglan, Li Qianxia, and Yaochi.
"Where is the Lord of Radiance?" another demigod asked.
Even demigods within the holy city cannot deduce or perceive news from the outside world.
Li Changzhou looked at the other person and said calmly, "Yesterday's sun cannot shine on today's leaves."
The ancients were silent for a moment. The Lord of Glory was among the top in their ranks, and they never expected that he would die so soon after returning.
An ancient person coldly said, "If it weren't for the barrier of the value game, after wasting five eras, do you think you could kill us? We could crush you with a wave of our hand."
"The winner is king, the loser is a bandit." Li Changzhou didn't want to say more.
“That’s right,” the Crown Princess laughed, “Nothing in the past matters; the Seventh City will bear witness to everything.”
"King of Black Mist, it's time for us to fight to the death!" The dragon's roar continued, its domineering aura boundless.
"If you want to die, I'll grant your wish."
"Old monk, in the second round, I'll let you know whether I'm telling the truth or not." Invincible held the Immortal Sword and looked towards the pillar of light where Shakyamuni was.
The Buddha's golden body was stained with blood, and he remained silent.
The Corpse Gene suddenly said, "Those of you here are the most talented, fortunate, and persevering experts from ancient times to the present. Even without the grace of the Great Dao, you may still be able to advance to the Sainthood. Why fight to the death? It is the right thing to do to work together, storm the Time Dam, and annihilate the old Saints."
A skeleton, speaking the most righteous words—compared to the rest.
"I agree." The powerful figure within the pillar of light nodded. "But how should the twelve holy positions within the eighth holy city be divided?"
Of the ten thousand star systems, the top ten advanced, but only Li Changzhou's star system had seven people, making the total still nearly one hundred thousand.
“I’ll take one,” Li Changzhou said.
"On what grounds?"
"Is it enough that I can kill all of you?"
Before even reaching the seventh holy city, the smell of fire and smoke was already so strong it was almost explosive.
The guiding light flew very fast, but those who spoke from within the pillar of light were either freaks who had been immersed in the womb source pool or unparalleled powerhouses; their spiritual communication was as fast as a flash of light.
“If you, Black Mist, guarantee that you only want one Sainthood, I can agree,” said Corpse Gene.
"Who do you think you are, daring to assign saintly positions here?" someone sneered. "The strongest spirit seed, I'll come and see for myself."
"Okay." The skeletal gene remained calm.
Someone else said, "Everyone, we can discuss the distribution of the holy positions later, but the King of Black Mist must be killed first. As he said, he alone can kill us all."
"King of Black Mist, abandon your 'False Victory' or I'll have your entire family slaughtered!" The peerless powerhouse wielding the golden halberd unleashed boundless killing intent.
"I never accept threats. If you want to kill me, go ahead and try."
“If you can relinquish the ‘false victory,’ I can also agree to grant you a sainthood,” another person said, his aura eerie, like a black hole.
"Abyss, you have no right to agree to any conditions on behalf of everyone!" the rebuttal retorted with overwhelming force.
"How about this," the Crown Princess said with a smile, "we'll join forces to eliminate the rest of the top ten in the ten Starry Sky Roads."
"Alright!" someone responded. "Everyone, let's kill the top ten from the ten Starry Sky Roads first! They are the chosen ones of heaven, and at least the Great Dao recognizes them more. We absolutely cannot allow any of them to become saints!"
A strange laugh rang out: "I agree."
I agree.
The top ten strongest individuals on the Starry Sky Road changed color.
Even at their strongest, there were only a hundred people; now there aren't even a hundred.
The 100,000 people present were almost all peerless experts, and since their strengths were similar, the sheer number of people truly determined everything.
"Look," the Crown Princess said, still smiling, elegant and noble, "they want to kill us, so we have no choice but to join forces."
“If you all listen to her and establish order, her strength will surely surpass ours.” A voice drifted out.
The Crown Princess surveyed the area and smiled at a certain beam of light.
Everyone remained silent, and the newly formed alliance crumbled instantly.
This dialogue could be heard by all living beings in the universe who were watching, and they were all filled with excitement.
"What a cunning Crown Princess! If she hadn't been exposed, all these peerless experts would have fallen into her trap!"
"The Corpse Gene makes a lot of sense. The Old Saints are the most troublesome; twelve New Saints are simply not enough."
"It's too difficult. There are no weaklings among these people. Who will submit to whom? How can one hand over the holy position without going through a life-or-death battle?"
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