He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

What are you guys talking about?

What does it mean that the new era has transcended evil?

Is this the true way of Heaven?

He suddenly looked up at the dark red sky—the battle against the heavens was still going on there, and the figures of Chen Ya, Chen Dou, and the Heavenly Emperor were still fighting against the Calamity Heavenly Dao. The sky was trembling, the spiritual energy was surging, and the world was wailing.

What was that thing in the sky?

He then suddenly looked down at the old man in a gray robe sitting behind the dilapidated wooden table.

This is the same ordinary old man who just asked him, "Want to continue playing chess?"

What is this?

Kurosawa opened his mouth, but after a long while, he managed to squeeze out a sentence:

"Are you kidding me...?"

His voice was trembling.

"Heavens... isn't that the Calamity Heavenly Path in the sky...? And who is this Evil Heavenly Path below?"

……

The sea of ​​illusions has returned to calm.

The dark red in the sky completely faded, and the gray-blue sky once again enveloped the earth. The clouds slowly gathered, as if trying to stitch up the cracks left by the recent catastrophe inch by inch.

The Heavenly Emperor stood on the ruins, his dragon body dissipating and reforming into a human form.

His face was almost transparently white, and his entire body was covered with fine cracks, from which golden light seeped out and slowly flowed.

His principles were slipping away, his life was fading, yet he stood there, as steady as a mountain.

Chen Ya landed not far from him.

The cyan-gold wings folded, and the light dimmed considerably. The paleness from the battle still lingered on that cold face.

She looked down at her palm, where the last wisp of gray mist was dissipating. It was a fragment of the Calamity Dao that had been drawn out of her body and was being completely burned away by the Heavenly Emperor's Refining Heaven Array.

Chen Dou climbed out of the mountain peak, covered in dust and dirt, but his aura was stronger than before.

Although he did nothing and couldn't help at all.

But at least he swallowed so much of the Heavenly Dao's essence.

The demonic energy and divine light within his body intertwined and circulated, and every inch of his flesh and blood emitted terrifying fluctuations.

His physical body is already equivalent to that of a Celestial Emperor.

He rushed to Chen Ya's side and looked her up and down.

"Aya, are you alright?"

Chen Ya glanced at him.

His gaze was still indifferent, but it wasn't as chilling as before.

She gently shook her head.

"fine."

Chen Dou breathed a sigh of relief and grinned.

He looked up at the sky.

The sky is turning blue, the spiritual energy is returning to calm, the turbulent tides of spiritual energy have receded, and all things are recovering at an extremely slow pace.

"We won."

He said.

Chen Ya also raised her head.

She looked at the sky that was healing, and at the gray threads that were gradually dissipating.

She remained silent for a while.

"Um."

she says.

"We won."

The Heavenly Emperor stood behind them, watching this scene without saying a word.

His brows were furrowed, and his gaze was fixed intently on Chen Ya.

His lips twitched, as if he wanted to laugh or say something, but in the end he said nothing.

But in that very instant...

Suddenly, the world lost its color.

There were no signs, no fluctuations.

All sound disappeared.

The wind stopped.

The light went out.

The entire world—the human realm, the demon realm, the celestial realm—everything was transformed into a still, black-and-white painting in that instant.

The clouds stopped drifting, the dust stopped floating, and even the last trace of spiritual energy in the air was completely erased.

Only black and white remain.

Pure, lifeless, and devoid of any attributes—black and white.

Chen Dou's smile froze on his face.

No, to be precise, he lost his strength.

All the Heavenly Dao essence, the surging demonic energy, and the sharp divine light that he had just devoured and refined within his body vanished.

It was as if an invisible hand reached into his body and took those things away one by one.

law.

Reflections.

power.

all.

Chen Dou's pupils contracted sharply.

He could feel that his body was completely empty, with only his still relatively resilient physical body remaining, and nothing else.

He looked at Chen Ya.

Chen Ya's face turned even paler, but the light in her eyes did not go out.

The Heavenly Emperor was still standing.

The three of them are the only people left in this black and white world who can still move.

The Heavenly Emperor lowered his head, looking at the black and white earth beneath his feet, and spoke very softly.

"The Way of Heaven".

Chen Ya looked at him.

"The Way of Heaven?"

The Heavenly Emperor raised his head.

"We only killed one of His avatars; now it is the real Him."

Chen Dou's mind was buzzing.

"And what about me? What about my power? I've absorbed so much..."

"Because your power also comes from this world."

The Heavenly Emperor said.

"The Heavenly Dao can take back any power gained in this world."

"Like a tree, no matter how tall it grows, its roots are always in the ground."

Chen Dou froze.

Chen Ya did not speak.

She simply gazed at this black and white world, her cyan-gold pupils reflecting the desolate sky.

Then, three people appeared in front of them.

Three people who look exactly like them.

A boy who looked exactly like Chen Dou stood opposite him.

His black hair reached his waist, his left eye was jet black, and his right eye was turquoise. Demonic energy and divine light intertwined and swirled, and the aura he exuded was more than ten times stronger than Chen Dou's current strength.

That's Chen Dou.

The demonic and divine bodies contained within that body were brought to their fullest potential; every inch of flesh seemed to be burning, and every breath was enough to crush a Celestial King.

Chen Dou stared at that "self," his pupils shrinking sharply.

"What is this...?"

The Heavenly Emperor also saw it.

Opposite him was a person who looked exactly like him.

A grey robe, an ordinary face, and gentle eyes.

However, the aura of law emanating from that "Heavenly Emperor" was as vast as the sea, far surpassing that of the current Heavenly Emperor.

That was his state before he abandoned his destined body.

He is a complete, pure Heavenly Emperor who has not been corrupted by the Calamity Heavenly Dao.

There was also a person standing in front of Chen Ya.

The person's face was exactly the same as hers, with long blue-gold hair and blue-gold pupils, but there was not a trace of emotion in those eyes.

It was a pure, absolute emptiness.

It's like something that has never been possessed in millions of years.

That was the old destiny.

That old destiny that once perished alone with the Evil Heavenly Dao, transcending the world.

Chen Dou clenched his fist.

His power was taken away, but his will remained.

The power of the physical body remains.

He roared and charged towards the version of himself that was just like him.

He threw a punch.

That "Chen Dou" glanced at him.

Then raise one hand.

It lightly patted Chen Dou's fist.

Chen Dou felt as if his entire arm had shattered.

The sound of bones shattering was clearly audible in the silent black and white world. His arm bent at an eerie angle, and he was sent flying by the aftershock of the palm strike, rolling dozens of times on the black and white ground before barely coming to a stop.

The gap is too big.

After his demonic body, divine body, and human body were combined, he became strong enough to rival an immortal emperor.

But that "self" was more than a hundred times stronger than him.

The Heavenly Emperor is also fighting.

His opponent is himself before he abandoned his destined body.

That Heavenly Emperor did not have the blessing of Heaven's Mandate, but his application of the laws had reached a state of perfection. Every move he made was perfectly natural, without the slightest superfluity.

The Heavenly Emperor was already in extremely poor condition. The battle of refining the heavens had almost exhausted all his life force. Now, facing his former self, he was at a disadvantage in just over ten moves.

Chen Ya is also fighting against that old destiny.

She spread her azure-gold wings, and the flames of the true phoenix gathered in her palm, but every attack was easily neutralized by her opponent. The former destiny did not even glance at her.

All three were suppressed.

I suppressed myself.