The Heavenly Ones are all powerful beings who have merged with the will of Heaven. Destroying stars is effortless for them. When have they ever joined forces to fight against one person like this?
"Is there really anyone who can stay on the ground without retreating even a single step?" the crowd roared. Even from a great distance, they were all terrified and couldn't help but retreat.
The primordial divine tree appeared, and ten thousand Dao flowers bloomed, filling the air with pollen.
Li Changzhou inhaled pollen, then raised his hand and thrust out a spear.
Silent and still, like the master of destruction, it gently wipes away the dust from the world with its fingertips—the torrent of attacks, comparable to an arsenal, reveals an empty tunnel.
...The people were terrified and on the verge of death.
The Crown Princess's expression was solemn. Compared to the area outside the first holy city, Li Changzhou was now far more powerful.
She was not afraid, of course, and she herself was getting stronger, but Li Changzhou's growth rate proved one thing: his potential was enormous, and this was far from his limit.
Countless heavenly positions, yet unable to advance an inch throughout eternity, their bodies and wills as if dead.
In the vast universe, there are countless cultivation civilizations, and they all have one thing in common: if a Heavenly Realm expert does not make progress for a thousand years, then in this lifetime, they will never be able to improve again.
Such Heavenly Ranks are the majority, but those like Li Changzhou, who can maintain an astonishing rate of improvement after becoming a Heavenly Rank, are rare throughout history.
"This is mythology!" Old Phoenix roared at the onlookers.
"Heh." The followers of the Corpse Bone Gene sneered, "This little bit of strength is touted as a myth. The Corpse Bone Gene has a deep understanding of the Dead Sea universe and has made great progress in its cultivation. This is the real myth."
"They are all ants. The true dragon is bathed in the blood of all races, and the holy blood within him is reviving. Who can resist him?"
"They are all destined to die young, and will perish in battle sooner or later. Only the Crown Princess is qualified to control the order of heaven and earth. This is a fact acknowledged by the Great Dao!"
"It's just that he's number one on the Starry Sky Road. What's with all the boasting about being recognized by the Great Dao? It's not like the top ten on the Starry Sky Road haven't been eliminated before."
"The one destined to become a saint, the 'eternally invincible' one, is the strongest!"
Various factions are vying for power, and each follower believes that the person they follow is the strongest.
"I'll give you one more chance. Admit defeat," Li Changzhou said.
When he spoke, everyone fell silent.
No matter how arrogant they are, no one dares to underestimate the King of Black Mist. Whether it is the bone gene or the true dragon bathed in the blood of all races, facing him will be a life-or-death battle, and the outcome is unpredictable.
Before them, in the face of fierce competition, Li Changzhou achieved a complete victory, crushing the combined attack of nearly a thousand Heavenly Realm experts.
To the relief of these indigenous people, the spear did not destroy any life-bearing stars, but instead struck the void of space. Otherwise, given the distance between life-bearing stars, at least dozens would have been instantly reduced to ashes.
Of the nearly one thousand positions held, more than half have fallen silent.
They realized that the other party was showing mercy.
“No matter how many ordinary celestial beings are piled up together, they are still just ordinary,” Li Changzhou continued.
“That move is very powerful,” Mo Ri said defiantly, “but how many times can you use it? Even the energy of a Celestial Realm cultivator has its limits!”
"That's right, everyone, don't give up. Are we really going to hand over a life-giving star to him?"
"One today, one tomorrow, countless invaders, all heading to another universe. Do they all expect us to sacrifice an ancestral planet for each of them?"
Everyone was shocked.
"There is only one way: war!"
"If he doesn't back down an inch, we'll have nowhere to retreat either!"
Their fighting spirit was reignited, and they were ready to die for their cause.
“Stubborn and unyielding, but also respectable and admirable,” Li Changzhou said.
The primordial tree swayed, drawing in the starlight, cosmic rays, and the radiance of life-giving stars.
Like streams of silvery energy, it nourishes the divine tree like rain and dew.
Those Daoist flowers that looked listless after releasing pollen instantly became plump, as if they were just beginning to bloom.
"His vital energy...has been fully restored?" Tianwei was lost in thought.
"That is the Primordial Divine Tree!!" In the vast universe, someone finally recognized the divine tree behind Li Changzhou.
"Primordial Divine Body! It's the Primordial Divine Body! The Primordial Divine Body that's said to grant sainthood if one doesn't die!"
"The Primordial Divine Body can perceive all things without cultivation, and everything becomes nourishment! In the beginning of time, who passed on the Dao? Before heaven and earth took shape, how could it be examined? In the darkness and obscurity, who could fathom it? The Human Sage! The Primordial Divine Body is the physique of the Human Sage!"
"What's the meaning?"
"Legend has it that all Taoist arts were passed down by human sages, because human sages possess primordial divine bodies and can comprehend supreme and wondrous methods even when facing a tree!"
"Impossible! Throughout history and into the future, apart from human saints and saints actively evolving primordial divine bodies, it is impossible for any of the myriad beings in heaven and earth to give birth to a primordial divine body!"
“Sages have experimented with this, and even with their methods, they could not transform others into primordial divine bodies!”
"The King of Black Mist is actually a Primordial God!"
"...Doesn't that mean he doesn't need to fight at all, but only needs time to become a saint?"
"That's terrifying! With such a physique, why would they enter the Holy City to risk their lives and engage in an ultimate battle with a true dragon? It was completely unnecessary!"
"His invincible spirit—he truly believed himself to be unrivaled! He had absolutely no fear of a real dragon!"
"But isn't that such a waste? They can become saints themselves, so why are they competing with us for them!"
Amazement, admiration, fear, lamentation, envy, jealousy... the emotions of all beings surge forth like a vast ocean, transcending space.
Positive emotions can become a belief; negative emotions can corrupt one's mind and body.
But regardless of whether it was good or bad, it was all swallowed up by the primordial divine tree, becoming nutrients to nourish the ten thousand Dao flowers.
The nearly one thousand Heavenly Realm members, who had just mustered their courage and fighting spirit, fell silent once again.
“This is your last chance,” Li Changzhou said, holding his bronze spear and unleashing his invincible divine power. “Step back.”
Whoosh!
The arrow flew through the air and exploded in front of Li Changzhou.
Wu Mu's expression was resolute and cold. He didn't say anything, but holding the Heaven-Shattering Bow said it all.
"Hahahaha!" Mo Ri laughed wildly, "Good, good indeed, Wu Mu! In the past I laughed at your sentimentality, but today I respect you as a true man! Kill!"
With a deafening roar, the Demon Sun transformed into a black sun.
It has the energy of the sun, the size of the sun, and is a complete and utter star.
The black sun unleashed terrifying, boundless coronal matter, with particles of various energies flowing like a torrent, or like the hand of destruction.
"Life is inviolable." The female celestial dragon spear bloomed.
"My ancestral star gave me life and nurtured me, protecting all living beings. This is my inescapable responsibility, and I will face it without regret, even in life or death!"
With nearly a thousand Heavenly Realms at their peak, they made their move once more, charging forward without hesitation.
Li Changzhou's gaze was cold; destroying planets and slaughtering living beings were not his style.
But so what?
If he doesn't do it, he won't be able to enter the third holy city. If he can't even enter the third holy city, how can he become a saint?
If he doesn't become a saint, but the Corpse Bone Gene, the True Dragon, and others do, will they spare him who possesses the 'pseudo-victor's state'? Will they spare his family, and spare Earth's civilization?
These heavenly beings have nowhere to retreat, and Li Changzhou has no way out either!
"Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs; the Great Dao is heartless, I walk alone!" Li Changzhou gripped his bronze spear and strode forward to fight.
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