The King of Black Fog

When the galaxy serves as the backdrop, planets are insignificant and not worth mentioning; but when standing on the highest peak of a planet, traveling through the cosmic vacuum, it stirs boundless passion.

Li Changzhou stood on the absolute peak, his emotions fluctuating, regrettably he hadn't read many poems, nor had he studied poetry specifically, unable to compose on the spot.

Reciting ancient poems felt pretentious.

Not far behind him, Yang Qinglan was refining the creation of heaven and earth, quickly developing the embryo.

"Not too fast," Hestia reminded cautiously from the side, "too fast and consciousness will be born, it will become your child."

Li Qianxia, Turquoise Pool, Phoenix, Spirit Buddha and others watched intently.

Needless to say about the Supreme True Demon, such methods were unheard of for the millstone system.

"Alright, alright, stop, about two months, just to be safe! " Hestia suddenly withdrew all the flames, leaving only a dull light spot.

She wanted to shed everything from her past life, not letting the foundations of Olympus affect this life.

The light spot floated in the air, suddenly becoming dimmer, drifting towards space.

Li Qianxia hurriedly took action.

Boom!

A small yet immensely domineering Golden Winged Roc spread its wings, enveloping the light spot in protection.

Yang Qinglan released her jade hand, and the embryo protected by solid gas brilliance flew towards the light spot.

The Roc slightly loosened its wings, allowing the embryo to enter, the light spot and embryo fused as one in the embrace of the Roc.

"Boom!"

Everyone was stunned.

"Is this... a heartbeat sound?" The witch was puzzled.

"Only two months, how can there be a heartbeat?" Venus remarked.

Boom!!

In the sky, stars twinkled, various lights, radiations, and energies surged violently, becoming visible to the naked eye, like a sea undulating around the planet.

These energies madly rushed towards the embryo, but were blocked by the Roc.

"Qian Xia, let go!" Yang Qinglan called out urgently.

The Roc suddenly unfolded its wings.

Rumbling, the energies surged, holding the embryo like a bright pearl, lifting it into space.

Everyone looked at the embryo, as if looking at a distant star.

Behind the embryo, a small tree the length of a finger suddenly appeared, at that instant, energy became more violent, being absorbed by the small tree.

"Primordial Divine Body..." Turquoise Pool murmured, her tone full of shock.

This was a constitution destined to become a Saint as long as it didn't perish!

Could it be that as long as they're a direct descendant of Li Changzhou, they could become a Saint?

Such a terrifying thing shouldn't exist, not according to the natural order, nor even in the view of Turquoise Pool.

"Brother, come to see your daughter!" Li Qianxia waved to Li Changzhou 'on duty.'

"..."

Li Changzhou volunteered for duty precisely to avoid facing this moment, wanting to become strangers with Hestia, avoiding any entanglements.

Otherwise... after all, it was his flesh and blood, partiality was inevitable.

But partiality, the soul was a god from ancient Western myths, not his daughter.

In short, it was difficult to handle.

And at this moment, an unexpected event occurred.

"Boom!"

The violent thunder, numbed Earth Immortals all over, rendering their Divine Sense lost.

Above the embryo suspended in the vacuum by the energy sea, lightning the size of mountains appeared, with an ancient well seemingly suppressing the entire universe, descending slowly from the endless lightning.

The witch, Spirit Buddha and other Earth Immortals nearly lost consciousness;

The Supreme True Demon, Phoenix and other Immortals felt impending doom.

This scene was too familiar!

"Heavenly Tribulation!" Li Qianxia shouted.

An oppressive aura descended, suffocating the embryo as the small tree behind it, like a candle, nearly extinguished in the Abyss.

Yang Qinglan looked grave, she wasn't worried about Hestia, providing the embryo was enough to repay her for reviving the Phoenix.

She was worried about her own child.

The Heavenly Tribulation, which even Li Changzhou couldn't overcome, could only be forcibly crushed using [As You Wish].

"I have an idea!" Li Qianxia suddenly pounded her right fist into her left palm, "Brother, if you now merge with the Heavenly Will to advance to the Heavenly Position, couldn't you use [As You Wish] indefinitely?"

"You're giving me an S-level skill?" Li Changzhou asked in return.

"Oh right, it still needs an S-level skill..." Li Qianxia wasn't lacking in memory, she was just excited about the thought of using the Heavenly Will countless times to advance to the Heavenly Position.

"So, do we save it?" She looked towards the embryo in the sky.

Li Changzhou's current S-level skills included "Teleportation," and the recently acquired "Useless Prayer Beads," if it counted at all, the S+ level "Primordial Divine Body" could also be counted as one.

But is it worth it?

For a Western goddess he had only met twice, sacrificing a Heavenly Will (enough to cultivate a Heavenly Position expert), wasting an S-level skill?

Or, using a massive amount of Game Coins, raising the S- level "Emotion Control," "Black Fog·Time Stop," "Device As You Wish," "One Device Through" to S-level?

Didn't even he not improve himself? The cost was too high.

Earth's taxes were fundamentally useless, regular Game Coins wouldn't work.

Even if they were improved, he'd be reluctant to use them.

If he truly had to use them, they would be reserved for Guanyin and his own child.

"She didn't agree to my condition to definitely resurrect her, she only wanted the embryo of me and Qinglan, whether it lives or not, is up to her own Creation." Li Changzhou didn't intend to take action.

Li Qianxia didn't say more.

Everyone watched space, the ancient well gathered and remained dormant, because the embryo hadn't completely formed, and the constitution of the Primordial Divine Body hadn't been fully born.

But the terrifying aura seemed to already suffocate the embryo.

The lightning filled the entire cosmic deep space, releasing a hint of purple Thunder Liquid from the ancient well, just this alone paralyzed the witch and other Earth Immortals entirely.

If the purple Thunder Liquid were to pour down, who could withstand it?

Not even the Supreme Heavenly Position could, only a Saint could transcend!