dreams had consist instantly seen the

real luing emerging Victorious the

answer was apparent the real luing who

had undergone practical combat growing

through death and defeat was bound to

surpass the dream liuing who had merely

practiced sword play in fact upon

realizing he could easily overpower the

other luing he began to sleep four to

five times a day battling the dream

liing From Dawn till Dusk he refused to

Grant The Other Self a moment of respit

relentlessly attacking him without pause

seeking to train impossible amidst this

Relentless Slaughter luing ultimately

transcended himself decisively

eliminating his dream counterpart cheni

applauded this feat well done finally

showing some promise it is time I

presented you with a gift within the

game I in lingk dream as another version

of himself gradually collapsed he

swiftly drew his sword exclaiming I do

have triumphed the other Ling blood

trickling from the corner of his mouth

replied indeed you have won but I had

long since prepared for the worst I am a

copy of you created by the Divine my

existence is contingent upon yours

without you I would not exist remember

this moment of yours remember this sword

for that stried has nearly surpassed

Your Shadow though I am you my life has

been fleeting I merely appeared here

possessing all your memories and fought

you that is all yet despite this I still

feel that fortunate to have graced this

world to have walked this path how

delightful it is as luing knelt upon the

Water surface his breath gradually faded

and he sank serenely beneath the waves

his lips still curled in a tranquil

smile he had passed on Without Regrets

meanwhile luing received the final

notification of Victory yet Joy eluded

him the silkworm spins its thread until

death the candle burns to Ash before

Tears Dry your entire life has revolved

around wielding a sword halting only

upon death this encapsulates your

existence this brief life is it not a

microcosm of my own Creator deity do how

delightfully cruel you are whimsically

toying with life treating humanity and

all things as mere play things does all

this bring you Joy luqing clenched his

jaw tightening his grip on the sword the

blood of Mortals must end with the sword

even if you are an omnipotent God one

day I shall make you perish by the hand

of a mortal at that moment a flicker of

crimson fire ignited in the darkness as

if some colossal entity were silently

descending a strange light descended

akin to a bizarre Divine realm intruding

upon the Mortal realm stirring

tempestuous waves upon the Tranquil

Waters and an enigmatic figure emerged

from the Shadows with the aid of the Eye

of Truth luqing For the First Time

pierced through the radiant veneer of

the Divine gazing directly into the true

Darkness to die by a mortal sword how

intriguing the conceptual illustration

of laric has yet to be completed

everyone please use your imagination for

now as I continue with four updates

Today Chapter 87 the method to slay the

Creator deity Ling you have grown

hearing that indistinguishable voice

neither male nor female luing abruptly

raised his sword by your grace he could

not discern Shen's figure only a blurred

Shadow and a colossal entity tearing

through the starry river behind it

clearly this was merely an incarnation

of the Creator deity cheni upon hearing

this chuckled how tragically pathetic

this life is all things are created by

me you are no exception M agent it seems

you are not quite satisfied with the

trial I have bestowed upon you doo you

wish to challenge the Divine with a mere

mortal form like some overreaching human

at that moment Ling's hand began to

tremble uncontrollably a feeling of

overwhelming dread spreading within him

IID do luin gritted his teeth his

boiling blood gradually calming in that

instant fear flooded over him like a