Chapter 34: Rain [2]Han Yichen gazed out of the inn's window, his eyes fixed on the rainy night. A sense of anticipation coursed through his veins, as if an extraordinary event was about to unfold. His instincts led him to step out into the wet streets, where the sounds of clashing echoed from a distant corner. In the dimly lit street.Ten individuals engaged in a fierce 9V1 confrontation, their movements swift and powerful. Amidst the flurry of punches and kicks, Li Changsheng stood alone, his demeanor calm and focused.With his skilled author's vision, Li Changsheng saw beyond the surface of the battle. The raindrops transformed into shimmering fragments, each one unveiling a hidden facet of the combatants' movements. He perceived the ebb and flow of energy, the intricate dance of martial arts that unfolded before him.As he wove through the rain-soaked streets, Li Changsheng's movements were a symphony of precision and grace. His strikes were imbued with the wisdom of a seasoned a
Chapter 35: TwelveAs he surveyed the aftermath, Li Changsheng's heightened senses captured the details. The rainwater washed away the dust and grime, revealing the scars and bruises borne by both sides. The fallen combatants lay strewn across the street, their stories forever entwined in the narrative of this fateful encounter.With a final gaze towards the rain-soaked sky, Li Changsheng felt a profound sense of fulfillment. His author's vision had not only granted him a unique perspective but also the ability to shape his own destiny. The battle he had just fought was another chapter in the grand tapestry of his life, a testament to his unwavering determination.As the rain gradually subsided, leaving behind a glistening street, Li Changsheng's author's vision remained a constant companion on his journey. It was a gift that allowed him to perceive the world with unparalleled clarity, transforming his."System," Li Changsheng called out, his voice resonating with a mix of awe and fam
Chapter 36: PartnershipSitting in the cozy bookstore, Li Changsheng and Han Yichen shared a moment of quiet contemplation, their fingers wrapped around the cool glasses of beer. The soft ambiance of the place seemed to enhance their conversation.Li Changsheng, his eyes filled with curiosity, leaned forward and broke the silence. "That pillar of light we witnessed, it was a result of the dungeon under your control, correct?" he asked, seeking confirmation.Han Yichen nodded slowly, his expression both thoughtful and intrigued. "Indeed," he replied. "The pillar of light serves as a beacon, a manifestation of the energy and activity within the dungeon. It signifies the convergence of different realms and the emergence of new possibilities."Han Yichen explained about his situation. About how he was crippled and how he was nurturing the dungeon to completely create the elixir."So you need to kill a lot of people in dungeon to make the elixir."Han Yichen nodded in response to Li Chang
Chapter 37: Emperor Of DarknessThe clash between Arthur, the legendary hero, and the Emperor of Darkness was about to unfold. The air crackled with anticipation as the two titans locked eyes, their determination radiating through the battlefield.Arthur stood tall, his silver armor gleaming under the sun's rays. He gripped his first sword, Dawnbreaker, and exuded an aura of unwavering strength. The Emperor of Darkness, a formidable figure draped in dark robes, wielded a wicked blade with an ominous energy swirling around it.With a thunderous roar, Arthur charged forward, his feet moving with the grace of a seasoned warrior. He unleashed a flurry of strikes, each sword in his arsenal finding its mark. The Swords of Fury, Whirlwind's Edge, and Lightning's Embrace danced through the air, leaving trails of shimmering light in their wake.The Emperor of Darkness proved to be a formidable adversary. He parried Arthur's strikes with precision, his blade emanating a malevolent energy that c
Chapter 38: The Forest Of Endless DarknessExciting chronicles of Arthur began to spread like wildfire, capturing the imaginations of people far and wide. Tales of his valiant exploits echoed through the land, reaching the ears of both common folk and noble elites alike. The news of his triumph over mighty dragons and vicious demons ignited a sense of awe and admiration in the hearts of those who heard his name.Rumors of Arthur's legendary swordsmanship and unwavering bravery reached the farthest corners of the world, drawing countless individuals to seek him out, eager to witness his skills firsthand. They traveled from distant lands, across treacherous terrains, to catch a glimpse of the hero who had vanquished the darkness and brought hope to their troubled world.As Arthur ventured on, his name became a constant topic of conversation in taverns, marketplaces, and royal courts. Bards composed ballads in his honor, recounting his daring escapades and noble deeds. Painters and sculp
Chapter 39: Wrath [1]As the clash between Arthur and the Abyssal Demon King reached its climax, a cataclysmic surge of power erupted from their final clash. The force unleashed tore through the heart of the Forest of Endless Darkness, rending the veil of perpetual night.In an instant, the darkness dissipated, replaced by the dawning light of a new day. Sunbeams, long absent from this forsaken realm, pierced through the once impenetrable canopy of shadows. The land, now revealed in all its blood-stained glory, bore witness to the aftermath of an unimaginable battle.There, amidst the fallen bodies of a million abyssal demons, sat Arthur. His weary form, bathed in the newfound sunlight, emanated an aura of resolute triumph. It was an image that defied the customs and norms of the demon realm, for standing or sitting upon the fallen bodies of others was deemed disrespectful and frowned upon.Yet, it was this audacious act that earned Arthur a name that would echo throughout the ages—th
Chapter 40: Wrath [2]As the days slipped away, ten sunrises and ten moonlit nights marked the passage of time. Half a month had elapsed since Arthur had received the invitation from the sky palace, and he found himself standing atop a rugged mountain peak.The wind howled around him, tugging at his cloak and rustling his disheveled hair. The mountain, reaching towards the heavens, seemed to mirror the heights of Arthur's own turbulent emotions. His gaze, fixed on the distant horizon, was a mixture of determination and anticipation.From this vantage point, Arthur could see the world spread out before him. The sprawling landscapes, the shimmering rivers, and the vast expanse of forests and plains were all part of the tapestry that he had fought to protect. But there was more to his journey than mere conquest and revenge. He had come to understand that true strength lay not in the annihilation of his enemies, but in the preservation of the world he held dear.Taking a deep breath, Arth
Chapter 41: Wrath [3]The ground beneath the combatants' feet quaked with an intensity that sent tremors rippling across the mountain's surface. From the epicenter of their clash, a fissure began to form, its origin hidden by a cloud of dust and debris. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, a man-sized tunnel emerged, its walls jagged and uneven, as if carved by the very wrath of nature itself.A cacophony of crushed rocks cascaded out from within the tunnel, their once-solid forms now pulverized into a fine, ethereal powder that danced upon the howling winds. The dust billowed upward, engulfing the surroundings in a haze of grit and obscurity, shrouding the mountain in an otherworldly cloak.As the dust swirled and settled, the true extent of the tunnel's creation came into view, an awe-inspiring spectacle that defied comprehension. In the blink of an eye, the tunnel spanned from the apex of the mountain to its very core, as if a colossal serpent had burrowed its way through the heart of the