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Chapter 82

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(Some friends are very expectant, some friends are very anxious, worried that 'Choosing the Heavens' will become the work of our lives, because the Sacred Light Continent is too far, the world is too big … hahahaha, I only said those words that day to comfort everyone. I really want to continue living with Changsheng in the book, but that's impossible. 'Choosing the Heavens' will end around the fifth month. The ending was decided three years ago when the book was first written. It's nothing new, but it's very much in line with our tastes. Please do not look forward to it. Be serious.)

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Tonight's starlight was truly very bright. Those distant rocky mountains looked like steamed buns made of white flour.

No, those mountains were rather short, more like the white flour steamed buns Sister Song made in Xining Village.

Chen Changsheng felt a little hungry, and then he remembered that he had been in a hurry to sleep and had not eaten for a day and night.

Why was it so bright? Of course, it was because of that star.

That star was dimming, but it was still many times brighter than usual.

It meant that a cultivator had broken into the Divine Domain.

Chusu was furious at this, but when he realized that this person was not Xu Yourong or Chen Changsheng, he became a little happier.

Just who was that person?

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong had not mentioned that person's name, but it was obvious that they knew who it was.

As he gazed at the brightest star in the night sky, Chen Changsheng was rather confused and uneasy.

Given that person's personality, he would rather die than ask for help, and now that he had successfully broken through, who would he be afraid of?

That day, he was rafting on the Red River.

He listened to the gloomy songs of the Jings in the water and ate the little red fruits that Luoluo fed him. His life was very happy.

Then, the White Crane came, carrying a message.

This message had first come from the Bear tribe. A spy from the Bear tribe had delivered it to a medicine merchant, who then brought it to the Mount Song Army headquarters and personally delivered it to Chen Chou.

The message was a date and a line that seemed to be scribbled without any pattern.

Chen Changsheng took a small piece of paper from his bosom and stacked it with the map in his sea of consciousness.

If the message was correct, that person would probably appear here tonight.

The grassland under the starlight was extremely quiet.

The Earth Monkey sensed Chen Changsheng's mood and quietly lay in front of him, not making a single sound.

The monsters had retreated far away, but they did not dare to leave. They nervously looked at the Earth Monkey, ready to receive orders at any time.

It appeared that the true master of this grassland was not Chusu, but this Earth Monkey.

As it gazed at that bright star, the Earth Monkey narrowed its eyes in confusion.

Although it was cunning and sinister, it was not an intelligent being after all. It did not know how to cultivate, so it was naturally unable to understand this phenomenon.

Suddenly, the Earth Monkey straightened its body and gazed at the distant mountain, wariness and unease in its eyes.

In the next moment, it quickly circled behind Chen Chang Sheng and only revealed its head. It let out a low roar towards the night sky.

Xu Yourong stood up and looked in that direction, saying, "They're here."

The White Crane flapped its wings and flew up into the night sky, ready to provide support.

The night wind suddenly picked up, whistling, and the weeds fell to the south.

The surroundings were flat and there were no trees, but for some reason, there was a rustling sound.

It was the sound of the wind rustling the paper.

In the bright starry sky, a huge kite floated over from the northern night sky.

There was a string attached to the bottom of the huge kite, which seemed to be tied to a person.

The kite flew over the white rocky mountain and arrived at the grassland bathed in starlight.

With a snapping sound, the thread broke.

The kite floated into the sky and gradually vanished, as if it had ascended to the starry sky and could no longer be found.

The ground of the grassland trembled.

That person landed in front of Chen Chang Sheng and Xu Yourong.

His face was covered by a piece of white paper.

As it turned out, the rustling sound had not come from the huge kite, but from the white paper.

Several black holes had been dug into the white paper, making it seem very frightening. Today, the paper was covered in specks of blood, making it seem even more sinister.

He carried a spear in his hand, and his posture was very casual, like he was carrying a bag or a person.

But the spear was very straight, just like his person.

His body stood as straight as a ramrod, as if it would never fall.

Xiao Zhang, once a member of the Proclamation of Liberation, was a madman, a madman, a madman, of the experts of the middle generation.

Many years ago, he had been pursued by the entire Great Zhou Imperial Court, and after several bloody battles, he was ultimately forced into the snowy plains. After which, there was no more news of him.

No one had expected that when he next appeared, he had already broken through and become an expert of the Divine Domain.

Starlight fell on Xiao Zhang's face, reflected off the white paper, and faintly glimmered.

Chen Chang Sheng sensed his Qi and confirmed that it was him who had just broken through, making him very happy.

But before he had time to say anything, Xiao Zhang extended a hand to stop him.

"I'm tired. I need to rest."

After saying this, Xiao Zhang fell backwards.

Even at this moment, he still maintained a perfectly straight posture and smashed straight into the ground.

Bits of grass and mud flew into the air.

Chen Chang Sheng froze.

This sight made him recall the many scenes from many years ago when he and Su Li were fleeing south.

After a while, he came to his senses. Removing the golden needle wrapped around his finger, he stabbed it into Xiao Zhang's neck and began to diagnose.

To experts of the Divine Domain, the effects of the Sacred Light technique were rather weak. Xu Yourong stood on the side, her brows slightly arched in thought.

It was obvious that Xiao Zhang had been heavily injured. He had probably been pursued all this way by someone.

Whether he had been injured before or after breaking into the Divine, it only proved that the pursuer was an incomparably powerful expert.

Logically speaking, the best choice was to take Xiao Zhang and leave. Even the strongest opponent would find it very difficult to catch up to Xu Yourong and the White Crane.

But Chen Chang Sheng and Xu Yourong did not do this. Perhaps it was because Xiao Zhang's injuries were too severe, or perhaps it was because they had already sensed the change in the darkness.

The starlight dimmed and the darkness deepened, gloomy and cold, as if it had gained some sort of weight.

The darkness gradually gathered in a certain place, overlapping, growing darker and darker until it became a true black mountain.

These were three mountainous silhouettes. They appeared on the plains, separated by several hundred li and just happened to surround them.

The ground trembled as the grass struggled free of the restraints of the wind and began to dance.

Gravel also danced with the grass.

This was because these three mountainous black silhouettes were currently moving. In a very short time, they had arrived at a place not far in front of them.

They were like true black mountains, several dozen zhang tall.

High up were two torches that seemed to be blazing. These were their eyes.

The Earth Monkey hid behind Chen Chang Sheng, a fearful expression on its face. Its eyes darted around, afraid but also not daring to leave.

As she gazed at those mountainous black silhouettes, Xu Yourong said, "When I was a child, I always believed that the Eight Great Mountain Men were one person."

The black mountain directly in front of them spoke.

Its voice was a deep and droning sound, like the wind echoing through a cave.

The coldness of the plains intensified and the starlight grew even dimmer.

Those mountainous black silhouettes were like the true darkness. In the eyes of Chen Chang Sheng and Xu Yourong, they felt an unimaginable pressure.

"The Eight Great Mountain Men, there are naturally eight of them."

It was rumored that in the olden days, the Demon race had eight supreme experts.

To the people of the various tribes of the Demon race, these eight experts were eight unreachable mountains, so they were called the Eight Great Mountain Men.

Only today did Chen Chang Sheng confirm that these demon experts really did exist, and that they were true mountains. (To be continued …)

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