Fantasy: I’m really not an unparalleled expert

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A place of unknowable darkness.

"My eyes...are destroyed!"

The voice in the darkness was extremely gloomy, saying:

"I obviously saw that lamp...but what was destroyed by it was not even noticeable to me!"

"...Is he...stronger than you? Did he take action?"

There was a hint of fear in these words!

But the monotonous voice from the throne of darkness said:

"He knows nothing about swordsmanship... As for your eyes... maybe they weren't destroyed by someone."

"What do you mean? He knows nothing about swordsmanship?"

"Didn't someone destroy my eyes? Could they destroy themselves?"

The voice in the darkness seemed angry.

On the Dark Throne, a monotonous voice said:

"Although I didn't look at that world like you... but I was connected with his mind. Do you know what he thought when he saw my swordsmanship diagram?"

The voice in the darkness said:

"how?"

There seemed to be a sense of disappointment in the words on the Dark Throne, saying:

"He didn't even notice the intention of the sword. He regarded all of my true sword drawings as ordinary carvings and chiseled them even more..."

Hearing this, the voices in the darkness had not sounded for a long time.

"Could it be that your Dao body is really that useless... and you really have no practice?"

The voice in the darkness was simply confused, saying:

"But... how did my eyes get destroyed..."

The voice from the Dark Throne said:

"...He is indeed a useless person. He has nothing left in his mind except the life of a mortal."

"As for your eyes... maybe I should congratulate you, they were well damaged..."

Hearing this, the voice in the darkness became angry and said:

"Congratulations?! Well ruined?"

Is this still human language?

The voice from the Dark Throne said:

"Have you not noticed that the lamp of origin...has been lit?"

"It's just that it's not the fire of white mist that can illuminate the darkness..."

"But black flames."

"Should I congratulate you?"

The lamp was lit, burning with black flames...

Hearing these words, the voice in the darkness was suddenly startled and said:

"What?!"

Then, in the darkness, there seemed to be a pair of huge dark eyes, staring at the sky and the earth.

"Yes... black flames..."

"The lamp of origin was ignited...and what was ignited was a black flame..."

The voice in the darkness seemed shocked and said:

"...Who did this?!"

"What's going on?"

It murmured: "The lamp of origin contains two origins according to legend, and can ignite two kinds of flames, white mist and black mist..."

"Back then, those twelve people came to resist the darkness and died. Their tribesmen used the power of the white mist fire to illuminate their bodies... The white mist fire was extinguished here."

Its murmurs revealed the truth from eons ago.

At that time, the twelve ancestors of the ancestors resisted the darkness, and their bodies and souls disappeared. The tribe of the ancestors poured the fire of white mist into the corpses of the twelve ancestors of the ancestors, turning them into sparks and reincarnating continuously, but the darkness was afraid of them. The fire of white mist was extinguished.

That's why the darkness pays so much attention to the last bodies of those twelve people. They are the last fire of white mist. If the lamp of origin is rekindled...

Intolerable to darkness!

But what is burning now is the fire of black mist...

"Isn't the dark side of the Lamp of Origin sealed by you?!"

The voice in the darkness spoke towards the Dark Throne.

On the Dark Throne, a voice then sounded:

"Do you still remember the prophecy of the God of Tiao? 'The fire of darkness frightens the magpies, and the wick is hidden in the black mist.'"

"The lamp of origin will ignite the fire of black mist... When the twelve black fires are ignited, the black source that I once sealed in the lamp of origin will reappear..."

"And those who ignite the black fire can obtain the source of darkness...and you are the one who ignites the dark fire. Of course you should be congratulated."

These words are so plain, but in the darkness, there is a heavy breathing sound for an instant, as if the existence in the darkness is also nervous because of these words!

This is a secret!

Back then, the Great God jumped into the darkness and before disappearing, he left a prophecy.

-- "The fire of darkness scares the cold magpie, and the wick is hidden in the black mist."

Now...it has actually come true!

On the Dark Throne, a faint voice continued:

"The lamp of origin is the mother of life and the father of death."

"The white mist is the oil that burns the fire of life; the darkness is the core that burns the flame of destruction..."

"Back then I sealed the source of darkness in the Lamp of Origin, and now it's been opened...and ignited by you...everything is fate."

"This can also prove that my body is indeed not worthy of attention...even the burning of the fire of darkness cannot be stopped."

"He is very weak, and the fire of darkness is also ignited. It is a double blessing for you and me, isn't it?"

This is a secret, related to the origin of heaven and earth.

Even the existence in the darkness doesn't know much. It only knows that the light... is related to the one on the throne of darkness.

Source and darkness, what I have been worrying about is a spark that will start a prairie fire.

The fire of white mist ignites and illuminates the darkness. At that time, the source may be bulldozed, and the forbidden world will undergo extremely terrifying changes!

But now, the one on the Dark Throne tried to test, but found that his other body was nothing more than a mortal.

Moreover, the lamp of origin... lit up a black flame!

The source...what else is there to fear?

"It is indeed a double happiness..."

"Twelve lamps of origin, one missing... is safe."

The voice in the darkness spoke slowly, and there seemed to be an indescribable sense of relaxation and excitement in its words.

Without one, a spark that will start a prairie fire is just empty talk!

"It doesn't matter whether he is a mortal or not... That lamp will even continue to derive the source of black mist, turning the entire forbidden world into a vast ocean of darkness!"

The lamp of origin, the dark side, will produce the source of black mist if it continues to burn!

The voice on the Dark Throne whispered:

"The trajectory of fate has been started. The twelve lamps will ignite the fire of darkness one by one, and the sealed source of darkness will eventually appear..."

"When the time comes, will those entities behind you jump out?"

The voice in the darkness said coldly: "Do you think I will tell you?"

The being on the Dark Throne said:

"Do you think you deserve a beating?"

In the darkness, there was suddenly silence, as if the source of the sound had disappeared.

The being on the Dark Throne smiled dumbly and said:

"No need to run...it's just a joke, why should I hit you?"

"Now we are...our own people."

After a long time, there seemed to be a whisper from the Dark Throne:

"I died once, I have forgotten too much, I can no longer remember everything... The only purpose of living seems to be to feel the consciousness of the Tao body... Haha..."

"Although you are only a mortal, I hope you live a better life. After all, in this darkness, being able to occasionally experience some happy feelings... is the only fun."

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