"Who is he?" Li Qianxia asked.

"In the Heavenly Demon Clan, he is the Black."

"Black?!" Li Changzhou, Li Qianxia, Turquoise Pool, Bi, and Yang Qinglan suddenly remembered that someone shouted 'Black' in the queen's memory before she died.

"'In the Heavenly Demon Clan, he is the Black,' what does this mean?" the Nine Heavens Mystic Goddess asked.

The Queen continued: "We always thought he was the Black, until we fled our homeland and found a stele in a Tao Ancestor's relic. The stele recorded some cosmic secrets, and from a story inscribed on it, we learned his true identity."

At this moment, everyone's bodies were immobile, and the stars around were extinguishing. Despite the imminent danger, they were still drawn in by her words.

This might be the most hidden secret in the universe.

"After the Tao Ancestor achieved the Tao, he traveled through the multiverse, seeking to discuss the Tao with other saints in pursuit of creation.

"Over countless ages, the Tao Ancestor met eleven saints. This story occurred between the Tao Ancestor and the seventh saint.

"During a conversation so long it could witness the birth, prosperity, and decline of a civilization, the Tao Ancestor accidentally received a piece of information from the seventh saint.

"All saints were trying different paths: battling other saints, creating universes, nurturing civilizations, and so on. Among these paths, there was one special saint who entered various civilization circles, achieving sainthood from scratch over and over again.

"The Tao Ancestor was somewhat surprised. Achieving sainthood requires great perseverance, great aptitude, and great luck. Perseverance and aptitude can be constant, but luck is not. The fact that this saint could achieve sainthood repeatedly proved that he surpassed all in perseverance and aptitude.

"The Tao Ancestor asked, who is that fellow Daoist? Where is he now?

"The seventh saint said, no one knows where he is, all saints call him 'Black Hand.'

"The Tao Ancestor asked again, Black Hand?

"The seventh saint explained, after achieving sainthood, this man uses a Black Hand to annihilate civilizations, leaving no trace, and has also used a Black Hand to duel with other saints."

"Wait a minute." Turquoise Pool said in confusion, "No trace, why is the ancient ship still left behind?"

"And the Heavenly Will." Yang Qinglan said in a deep voice.

Even unable to move, Li Qianxia shivered: "Brother, it's over, I feel there's a big conspiracy in this."

Crash, the ancient ship rose from the river water.

River water?

Everyone floated up, coming above the ancient ship, as if going from Earth to Earth's orbit.

Their bodies could move again, and looking down, each one was almost scared into a stupor!

In the river of time, a Black Hand scooped a handful of water from the river, with the massive ancient ship resting in the palm of the Black Hand, tiny as a little fish the length of a fingernail.

But the ancient ship is even larger than Earth!

This is in the river of time!

The bizarre spectacle before them signified that the ancient ship had detached from the long river of history, standing separate from time.

What kind of divine skills is this?! What kind of magic?! What kind of great strength?! What kind of existence?!

Boom!

A mist of black suddenly surged in front of everyone, carrying a massive force devoid of emotion.

Once again, everyone lost control of their bodies, not because the mist of black restricted them, but because they were terrified!

Li Changzhou looked at the mist of black in disbelief.

Li Qianxia, Yang Qinglan, and Turquoise Pool were also shocked to the extreme.

——You have two choices.

"Who are you?!" Li Changzhou asked in a deep voice.

——One, inherit the Black Hand Seal, also known as the Emperor Seal, continue to replace the Heavenly Will with one's own heart, and contend with heaven and earth for the achievements of creation; two, abandon the Black Hand Seal, win everything, and become the 'Victor.'

The group was already dumbfounded with surprise.

Even with the knowledge of the Nine Heavens Mystic Goddess, she could not comprehend the situation before her.

If the queen did not lie, the mist of black before them is the 'Black' she spoke of, that saint who continuously achieved sainthood, but why is he talking to Li Changzhou? It seems like he has been waiting for him at this time and place?

"The 'Victor' path is open, aren't the saints either cut off upstream in the river of time or become official players, how can you, a saint, still manifest?" Li Changzhou tightened his body.

——I battled against heaven, I lost, but I also won small victories, leaving behind some things.

The words of the mist of black sent chills down their spines.

Won against heaven?!

Such a character, if not for the launch of the game of value, might really have achieved 'Creation'?!

——Choose.

No need to hesitate.

Li Changzhou directly answered: "No matter who you are, I won't inherit anything from you, no matter which path, I will walk my own road!"

He had an instinctive closeness to the mist of black, yet also a certain disgust, his heart filled with contradictions.

The mist of black remained icy, without any emotional fluctuations.

As the 'Black Hand' spoken of by saints, having lived for endless ages and exterminated countless civilizations, what could sway His will?

——The road is a shortcut, and also a shackle, it is a shackle, and also a shortcut, how to solve?

"Whatever the shortcut, whatever the shackle, know what you want, and strive towards it! If there is a road, walk it, if not, make your own!" Li Changzhou answered almost instinctively.

——What do you want?

"It's none of your business, no one can control it." Still not allowing himself to think, directly pursuing his true intention.

The mist of black disappeared, the Black Hand vanished, the ancient ship returned to the long river of history.

Li Changzhou opened his eyes and was back on Cangqiong Star.

The molten magma of the planet was rapidly cooling, and the orange-red spherical lightning had not yet made a full circle, surrounded by stars everywhere.

The starlight was brilliant, the universe full of vitality.

Everything before seemed like an illusion.

The Flowers Fairy took a deep breath: "Your Majesty, mission accomplished!"

Li Changzhou looked around, the flowers in everyone's hands had withered, they were drenched in sweat, clearly having fought a tough battle, and upon seeing the matter succeed, they all smiled.

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