Full-Time Magister: A Hellish Start, But the Shadow King

Chapter 86 The Shadow King and the New King of the Abyss!

"Nine deaths and one life, only one way to survive." Zhang Xiaohou's face was grim as he looked at Mo Fan:

"Brother Fan, I'll listen to you."

"A path to survival is one you forge yourself, not one you choose. Let's do it together."

After thinking for a moment, Mo Fan made a decision.

"I'm not going with you guys. Good luck to you all."

Fang Gu had long since become indifferent to life and death, and casually chose a bridge to walk across.

This space has a special spatial array. Once you step onto the bridge, there is no turning back; you can only go all the way to the end!

Mo Fan then led Zhang Xiaohou and Su Xiaoluo onto another bridge.

Fang Gu walked up the bridge steps for an unknown amount of time.

There was only endless darkness on both sides, and howling winds.

The jade bridge ahead stretched straight into the darkness, its end nowhere in sight.

Needless to say, the path behind them was long gone, and they could no longer see the way they had come.

At this moment, the shadow behind Fang Gu showed signs of movement.

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The area is about three kilometers away from Sha Yuan.

Cheng Xiao glanced at Jiu You, who had been waiting beside him, and smiled:

"I'm going to the Abyss of Fiends. See you later."

"What?" Jiuyou Hou didn't understand what he meant.

"Shadow Swapping"

Cheng Xiao activated his space-based special skill, and the shadow behind him suddenly expanded, engulfing and enveloping him.

As soon as the shadows disappeared, Cheng Xiao and all the shadow soldiers vanished instantly.

Jiuyou looked around in bewilderment.

How could Cheng Xiao and those thousands of shadow soldiers have vanished in the blink of an eye?!

"Cheng Xiao, you really keep giving me unexpected surprises."

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After knocking Fang Gu unconscious, Bell picked him up and asked:

"Your Majesty, what should we do with this person?"

"The Bridge of Life won't collapse, so let's just leave him here," Cheng Xiao said.

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Bell casually tossed Fang Gu onto the steps and looked around:

"The space around here is similar to your shadow world, but it doesn't seem quite as perfect."

"This spatial world is constructed from rare and precious materials, so it's impossible for it to be perfect," Cheng Xiao said.

The Shadow World and the Abyss of Evil are both alternative spatial dimensions that transcend the magical plane.

The difference is that the Abyss of Fiends is an undead empire built by countless rare and precious materials, with the personal guidance of an ancient king.

The Shadow World, on the other hand, was created by the Shadow King's own ability, "Resting Realm," and is entirely idealistic.

The stronger one's will, the larger the "Resting Realm" of the shadow world becomes.

This is why the shadow world has almost infinite space.

The Shadow King can grow indefinitely, and the Shadow World will expand indefinitely as the Shadow King grows.

In the original story, Fang Gu chose the Shengmen Bridge, and this time it will naturally be the same.

Cheng Xiao rose steadily upwards.

Finally, the altar came into view.

The altar resembles a stone mountain, hidden in darkness, and has the shape of an ice crown.

The steps leading to the altar also became enormous as they ascended, several times taller than a normal person!

From a distance, the altar also features waterfalls of blood, scattered in clusters along the edges of each massive staircase.

At the ridge, a dragon's head was carved, with a waterfall of blood gushing from its mouth and cascading down high.

Walking up the steps, you can still hear the thunderous roar of the blood waterfall, which is extremely terrifying.

Cheng Xiao climbed the last step and saw the Blood Throne at the top of the altar.

The Blood Throne is made of red jade, crystal clear, with sharp edges, and looks like a king's throne with countless sword blades stuck upside down!

On the throne was a black armor robe, spotless and untouched by any dust.

Even after more than two thousand years, it still reflects a cold light.

You can even see the armor that reflects the cold light, mirroring your tiny figure like a mirror!

The armor, though unworn, seemed to possess a life of its own; one hand supported its cheek on the helmet, its body slightly tilted.

"You've arrived?"

The eerie sounds came from all around, and it was impossible to tell which direction they were coming from.

His voice was like an echo coming from the darkness in the distance, ethereal and indistinct.

It was as if a voice was emanating from the depths of one's heart, a fear emanating from within, echoing in one's mind.

Cheng Xiao looked up at the armor on the Blood Throne, his expression calm, and slowly took a step.

"Were you waiting for me?" Cheng Xiao asked.

"Yes and no, I'm waiting for someone to inherit my mantle."

That eerie voice rang out again, still as chilling as ever.

"I am not your descendant," Cheng Xiao said.

"That's not important."

"What should I do?"

"Put on your armor."

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During their conversation, Cheng Xiao had already walked up to the Blood Throne.

But Cheng Xiao did not make any move; his deep, dark eyes were fixed on the Blood Throne.

This scene resembles a true king gazing upon a false king who has only a shell but no soul.

"What are you doing?"

"Watching a loser who has gone mad."

"presumptuous!!!"

The eerie voice suddenly flew into a rage, clearly because Cheng Xiao's words had touched upon a taboo that shouldn't have been mentioned.

"The true ancient king is dead. You are nothing more than a nascent soul born from the fusion of his remnant soul and a bunch of weaker remnant souls within his armor."

Cheng Xiao sneered:

"Sitting in that position for over two thousand years, without even the ability to move, attempting to improve by devouring souls, is utterly pathetic."

"How about this: you call me king, and I'll give you the ability to move around, so you won't have to guard this empty throne like a watchdog anymore, what do you say?"

"How dare you! You dare to try to enslave me! You dare to try to enslave me!!!" the armored evil spirit roared in anger.

You have no right to refuse.

Cheng Xiao's deep, dark eyes gleamed with a sinister purple light.

"Stand up"

"What... what kind of power is this?! No, no!!!"

The armored evil spirit roared in anger, and strange black smoke was rising from within the armor.

He is being transformed into a shadow soldier little by little!

The ancient king is no more; all that remains of his imperial power is this imperial armor.

The remnant soul of the ancient king, who had gone mad from his cultivation, merged with the souls devoured by the Abyss over the past two thousand years, thus giving birth to the Armored Evil Soul!

The evil spirit's power is not strong; otherwise, it wouldn't have been suppressed by Zhan Kong and gained control of the Emperor's Armor in the original story.

The power of a fully-trained high-level cultivator of the Void Slash technique was simply insufficient to suppress the Ancient King, but it was more than enough to suppress the Armored Evil Soul!

Similarly, it would be easy for Cheng Xiao to transform the inanimate armored evil spirit into a shadow soldier!

The armored evil spirit roared angrily, but to no avail.

Soon, the armored evil spirit transformed into a shadow soldier!

Thus, a new king of Sha Yuan was born!

The armored evil spirit, now possessing a new body, controlled the Emperor's Armor and knelt on one knee before Cheng Xiao:

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

(End of this chapter)