The King of Black Fog

"Why is the value game so stingy, at least..." Before Li Qianxia finished speaking, the plane shook violently again, and everyone's vision went black.

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"Changzhou, look at the wind birds on Zixu Mountain."

Li Changzhou opened his eyes.

He stood beside a pool in the mountains, with layers of mountains outside like waves upon the earth, each standing a thousand zhang tall, a full three thousand meters.

At the unseen horizon, dozens of enormous phantom images loomed, towering to the sky like giants or trees, or perhaps mountains from somewhere.

Retracting his gaze, he looked at the woman ahead of him.

She stood with her back to Li Changzhou, her slender figure leaning against a branch of a tree, so soft and thin that even a sparrow landing might bend it.

The woman leaned on it, and the branch only formed a slight arc.

"The wind on Zixu Mountain has always been strong, and when the wind from the front of the mountain blows, it lifts a flock of birds. Over time, without the mountain wind, these birds can no longer fly."

The woman's voice was faint, ethereal as if in a dream.

"You are a descendant of the Human Emperor Suiren Clan, and before you were even born, the world had prepared an emperor's throne for you. You should not become a wind bird on this Zixu Mountain."

"Go and have a good look at the wilderness, train your wings, don't become a wind bird that cannot control its fate."

The woman, with a non-worldly aura, slowly faded like a divine mural weathering ten thousand years.

"Where to?" Li Changzhou, seeing no task prompt, asked urgently, "Where do you want me to go? What do you want me to do?"

Amidst a lingering sigh, the woman said: "This is the last wind I give you."

Whhoot!

The mountain wind howled, so intense and urgent that even Li Changzhou instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes.

The mountain wind carried a flock of wind birds, and they roared into the voluminous sleeves of his robe.

Li Changzhou lowered his sleeve, standing among mountains hundreds of millions of zhang high, the woman was gone, the pool was gone, and the tree he couldn't recall the shape of was also gone.

"An illusion?"

"Chirp~" A bird the size of an egg peeked out from his sleeve.

Wind bird.

The wind bird glanced at Li Changzhou and hopped onto his shoulder.

Li Changzhou looked at it as it busily preened its soft white feathers with its beak.

Li Changzhou checked himself, his mana was there, his Divine Body was there, the black mist was there, "Concentration" was there, "Wisdom Pearl" was there, the Emerald Bee Sword was there (though it lost its transformation ability), but all else was gone.

No,

there was still one thing left.

Inferior·mythical Color: When facing mythical life forms well known on Earth, you can expend 1000 ability points to trigger mythical color, enhancing your next attack damage by 1000%.

An enhancement of ten times the power, could he block three moves from Fu Xi or Nuwa with his nearly fourth transformation [Divine Body] and ten thousand years of mana?

Difficult.

But at least it gave him the courage to fight to the death even in front of a Heavenly Immortal.

Suddenly, Li Changzhou looked up, the sky seemed darker than before, was nightfall approaching?

"Hm?"

It was then he realized, there was no sun in the sky.

No constant star, nor the legendary Gold Crow, so how was the sky bright? Where was the light source?

"Chirp~"

Li Changzhou turned to look at the wind bird on his shoulder, and it was gazing into the distance. He followed its line of sight.

The next moment, he gasped sharply.

Unsure how many tens of millions of miles away, a shadow he'd seen on Zixu Mountain that connected heaven and earth was slowly closing its eyes.

As it (or He?) closed its eyes, the world gradually darkened.

Two texts emerged from memory.

"Scripture of Mountains and Seas·Overseas North Scripture": "The god of Zhong Mountain, named Candle Yin, looks to create day, closes eyes to create night, blows to create winter, exhales to create summer, neither drinks nor eats, ceases to rest, but rests to form wind."

"Scripture of Mountains and Seas·Great Wilderness North Scripture": "Beyond the Northwest Sea, north of the Red River, stands Zhangwei Mountain. There dwells a god, human-faced with a serpent's body, red, straight-eyed and stern. When it shuts its eyes, dusk falls; when it gazes, daylight returns. It neither eats nor sleeps nor rests, visited by wind and rain. This is the Candle Yin, this is the Candle Dragon."

There is a god, named Candle Yin, that is the Candle Yin, it is the Candle Dragon.

Candle Yin in the Scripture of Mountains and Seas visualization!

The real Candle Yin!

The true form of Candle Yin!

Its body measures more than ten thousand zhang (thirty thousand meters)!

Li Changzhou felt his scalp tingling, his whole body trembling, this shadow was the Candle Yin, so those phantoms towering even alongside or beyond the Candle Yin, what could they be?

"Good bird, good bird, should we head in that direction?"

"Chirp?" The wind bird tilted its small head the size of a fingertip.

"Good! Let's go there!"

Boom!!

The ground burst open, and as Li Changzhou stamped the earth to pieces, he propelled himself into the sky, hurtling toward the Candle Dragon's direction.

How did these wilderness creatures replenish their energy? How strong were they? How did they forge such colossal bodies?

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp!" The wind bird, caught in the gale, continuously circled the high-speed moving Li Changzhou.

The sky darkened at a drastically accelerated pace.

A gigantic hand reached from out of the million mountains, stretching over Li Changzhou's head as if covering the heavens.

Boom!

The giant hand clenched tightly, exploding the air, squeezing it from between its fingers, compressing it into blade-like streams shooting in all directions.

"Huff! Huff!"

The ground trembled, heaven and earth resonated, and a massive, fur-covered ape lay snoring among the mountains.

That massive hand turned out to be the giant ape swatting in its sleep to shoo away mosquitoes.

Boom!!

The giant hand exploded, and a towering mountaintop was instantly soaked with blood from top to base.

"Roar!" The giant ape opened its eyes, letting out a pained wail, its other hand instinctively reaching toward Li Changzhou.

Another gigantic hand seized the ape's wrist.

Li Changzhou manifested a thousand zhang [Divine Body].

"Hahaha!" He laughed heartily, gripping the giant ape's arm, smashing it left and right between the mountains.