I am a living immortal.

This monster, blessed by destiny, had already crossed that line the moment it took shape, temporarily reaching the level of an enlightened being. Why temporarily? It was because of the support and favor of the cave heaven, and only within the cave heaven could such strength be found.

Moreover, just like the guard Yun Yue and the others encountered in front of the fake Kunlun Mountain, he has the strength of an initiate, but that is just strength, and other means can basically be ignored.

This is an incomplete and tricky "pseudo" enlightened person, but even if he is an incomplete enlightened person, he is still an enlightened person.

It's about the same as the Mirage Dragon.

A flawed Enlightened Being, a flawed Innate God. Speaking of which, Mirage Dragon's strength had improved over the years, but it was still a long way from its peak. Before the world was fully restored, it was impossible for him to display his full strength.

Now the upper limit of heaven and earth is rising little by little.

The strength of these old guys from ancient times is also increasing every moment. After all, the decline in their strength is not their fault, but ultimately due to the imperfection of the world.

The strength of the Mirage Dragon was similar, but he was much better off than the other unlucky ones, after all, he had consumed a lot of resources. Even if he fed these resources to a pig, it would instantly become a god.

The strength of the Mirage Dragon is a little stronger than imagined.

Therefore, when a mostly recovered innate god fights with a strange but favored pseudo-enlightened person, it can no longer be described as thunder and lightning, it is simply the destruction of heaven and earth.

Fortunately, thanks to the arrival of the top sects, the area had already been cleared of people. They had already fled far away, fleeing as far as they could, essentially fleeing for their lives. Dramatically, countless people must have died along the way, dragging their families and leaving their homes. Immortals won't give you an explanation, and even if you die, you won't be able to seek redress.

Fortunately, such things don't happen often. Some people may not encounter them in their lifetime. But if they do, they can only consider themselves unlucky.

After running for a distance, several masters looked back - the sky suddenly broke, and colorful lights shot up into the sky, illuminating the sky with dreamy colors. On the colorful mirror, the reflection of the white jade palace appeared.

The world was cut into pieces like cubes, the sky and the earth tilted and turned upside down, the mirage dragon stood upside down above the shadow, looking at the ground, and long spears materialized from the ripples, aiming at the monster that Li Shu had transformed into.

"prick!"

The spear whizzed through the air and shot towards Li Shu, dragging a golden chain with it.

The bird-headed monster flapped its rotten wings, stirring up pitch-black flames. The vitality of the earth was plundered at a visible speed. Flowers and plants withered, the ground cracked, and dark gas gushed out from the cracks.

Shenlong felt like the protagonist at this moment. Confident that the villain would inevitably lose, he thrust his spears at Li Shu. These golden spears were adorned with talismans that could exorcise evil spirits and shatter demons. Having suffered greatly at the hands of Su Mu, he knew what it meant to be a natural—a natural!

Black flames rose, and within them could be heard a roar like that from the abyss. These sounds were impatient, harsh, and very uncomfortable. It was clear that the resentment, unwillingness, and grief before Jinwu's death, as well as the unresolved hatred, were all condensed within them.

In the end, all this hatred will be used as a weapon of attack, and they will not stop until the last bit of surplus value is squeezed out.

The mirage dragon could even see the once noble Golden Crow wandering in the pitch-black flames. Its golden feathers had long since faded, and the pitch-black resentment had dyed its divine blood black, seeping out from the gaps between the feathers.

Every drop of blood carried a vicious curse, making a sizzling sound as it fell to the ground.

The golden spear pierced the pitch-black flames. The mirage dragon stood in the sky, looking down, while Li Shu stood on the ground, looking up. Their gazes collided in mid-air. The decaying, lifeless Golden Crow brushed aside some spears, while others pierced his dead body. His cries of pain intensified the flames, refilling the flames extinguished by the golden spear.

Li Shu extended his hand toward the mirage dragon, slowly spreading it open. A profound sense of death transformed into tiny particles of floating dust, the concept of thousands of deaths condensing into a single point. The golden spear rusted and dulled upon contact, crumbling into slag in a matter of seconds.

"Death Mist Dust."

The bird's beak murmured softly, as if announcing or telling a story.

Mirage Dragon's pupils shrank. "Fighting on home turf is ruthless. They've already created something so dangerous, aren't they afraid of destroying all the living creatures in this cave?"

He spoke, his hands moving without stopping. The white jade palace beneath his feet had already descended to this side. He calculated the time it would take for it to completely descend while pondering how to deal with this deathly fog and dust. This thing was terrifying; it killed anyone who touched it. Even the air was dying.

In his prime, he would have had a thousand ways to handle this. But now, not only did he have to resist the world's rejection, but he also had to contend with the black flames that continuously soared into the sky. The golden spear's suppression was beginning to loosen. That damned Golden Crow was already dead, yet it still used its last remaining energy to aid its enemy. It deserved such a miserable death.

Now even the death fog and dust have emerged. Shouldn't this disaster be spurned by the world? Does this cave world no longer want to survive? He doesn't want to end up inheriting a cave world riddled with holes.

“How do you deal with this?”

"You seem to underestimate me." Mirage Dragon sneered. This was too much of an underestimation of him.

After Shenlong finished speaking, he sketched out a seal character in his hand that even Li Shu had never seen before.

This seal character emitted a purple halo, and Li Shu actually felt the power of time from it.

"You plan on spending time?"

"Cage, back and forth!!" As soon as this seal character was pointed out, the deadly fog and dust actually kept spinning around it, as if it was caught in a cycle.

"I'm still quite capable. It's my turn next." The Mirage Dragon smiled, pointing his finger once more. The fragmented blocks that had been suspended in the surrounding area suddenly began to move. Each block that fell suppressed the black flames a little. These blocks rained down like rain. So far, the two sides hadn't truly engaged, only probing each other with a back-and-forth.

Li Shu could see that the Mirage Dragon was stronger than in ancient times.

This strength is not only reflected in the means, but also in one's own strength.

This strength allowed Shenlong to consistently suppress him during the trials and tribulations between the two sides. It was truly remarkable. It seemed he wasn't the only one capable of soaring in this era; others shared this vision, and Shenlong was the one who put it into practice. He demonstrated through his own actions that this world was alluring.