As for the Saints above the Heavenly Position, so far, no creature has ever had a heart of disrespect for the Saints, nor would they want to.

Respecting Saints is the order of heaven and earth, as natural as an apple falling downward.

On-site, as the appearances of the great rift increased, the send-off crowd gradually no longer felt fear — of course, mainly because they never planned to enter in the first place.

They discussed with each other, their emotions surging with excitement, beginning to anticipate the battle of the Holy City.

"The final stage, finally no restrictions, only a contest of combat power!"

"The top ten from the ten space Heavenly Roads, how much stronger are they compared to an ordinary Heavenly Position!"

"Will they crush them? Or perhaps, their fighting prowess isn't outstanding, and they are just more perfect in other aspects?"

"I've heard it said, indeed, some players have unparalleled talent in combat, overcoming the strong with the weak is just routine, these players will surely stand out in this battle of the Holy City!"

Li Changzhou and three others were nearby, but hidden in the void.

"Over the years, I've traveled some places," Li Changzhou said, "based on what I've gathered, without the opening of the Holy City, creatures beneath Saints can never reach the center of the universe."

"Hm?" The three were curious.

Their strength was formidable, but in terms of knowledge, they were truly lacking, which was also a common deficiency among most players.

Li Changzhou explained, "The universe has been continuously expanding, its size in the next second is nine hundred million times that of the previous second, and this change has never stopped.

"In many circles of civilization, there's this notion that the speed of the universe's expansion is the ultimate speed limit for all creatures' cultivation, regardless of race or realm, the speed of becoming stronger will never surpass this boundary."

"That's enough, isn't it?" Li Qianxia said, "It's not just adding nine hundred million, it's multiplying by nine hundred million, after two seconds, it's eighty-one trillion times, then multiply again... Oh my God."

She was shocked by her own calculations.

Li Changzhou smiled lightly and said, "Many Saints have studied 'cultivation speed', attempting to rely on this leverage point to enter the realm of 'Creation'.

"Can Saints achieve this cultivation speed?" Turquoise Pool couldn't help but ask.

If so, how powerful would a Saint, who had lived countless years in the times above, become?

Unimaginably powerful.

"Based on what I've heard and the information I've found, Saints can't break this speed either, but there was one Saint who was an exception."

"Who?" asked Yang Qinglan.

"[Saint-Demon]." Li Changzhou said, "'Holy Technique' declares that while the law rises a foot, Demons rise a yard', considering the universe as 'the Way', even with a Saint's ability, could only withstand it for a day, [Saint-Demon] thus died."

The three fell silent.

In awe of the universe's power, in awe of [Saint-Demon]'s strength.

A day has 86,400 seconds, a Saint's strength, multiplied by the 86400th power of nine hundred million, what kind of realm is that?

"[Saint-Prophet] fell into eternal slumber in pursuit of omniscience; [Saint-God Tao Ancestor] transformed into the Way, losing body and emotion; [Saint-Demon] killed himself through over-exertion — is Creation really so enticing? Such a moth to a flame." Li Qianxia wondered.

Already Saints, free and unrestrained in heaven and earth, with plenty of time, why engage in such knowingly impossible endeavors.

The reason is actually quite simple.

Li Changzhou said, "Without achieving Creation, one is either blocked at the times above or submits to the value game. Because Saints know both past and future, they therefore have no choice."

He thought of [Saint-Black Hand].

Lifetime after lifetime, continuously becoming Saints, and for a glimmer of hope, forsaking everything, leaving only an origin to reincarnate.

How much was the cost? So great that Li Changzhou didn't consider [Saint-Black Hand] to be himself.

Unrecognizable.

His Way, his life, his everything, had already been set on fire!

'All yours shall bloom through me, we have no reason to lose.' Li Changzhou silently muttered to himself.

Black fog automatically emerged behind him, the smoke swirled, like a war soul burning, ready to charge with him into the Holy City, to reclaim the position of a Saint.

"Let's go." Li Changzhou said.

The four emerged.

"The Heavenly Emperor! The Heavenly Emperor has emerged!"

"His Majesty is invincible!"

"The unmatched King of Black Fog, the Lord of No Taboos, the invincible Heavenly Emperor!"

"Your Majesty, become the 'Victor'!"

Li Changzhou raised a hand and pointed.

Boom!!

The void tore open, a great cosmic rift appeared.

Prior, everyone, including even minor Martial Saints and other Heavenly Positions, they too felt as if stepping onto the Abyss of Hell with nine deaths and one life before the great rift.

Li Changzhou was different.

He was as if riding a war chariot, going to war, an aura powerful enough to rival the great rift!

"I knew it! In terms of battle, who could be stronger than the King of Black Fog!"

"Of course, His Majesty is unbeatable!"

Whether adults or children, cultivators or ordinary people, everyone on the Six Great Stars of Earth had full confidence in Li Changzhou.

Even the Second, Third Level players oppressed by the Human Tribulation at this moment let go of their grievances.

They marvel, they boast, "This is the Supreme Immortal, this is the Human Tribulation, the whole universe will know how formidable His Majesty is!"

The thirty-six other worlds conquered by Earth, they knew of the King of Black Fog's existence, yet had never seen this Supreme, only his subordinates had conquered them.

Their gazes were complicated, hoping he would fail, because he was their greatest invader;

But also hoping he would be strong, because he now was their ruler.

The four walked into the great rift.

"Father! Mother! Aunt!" Yang Tianlu rushed out from the spaceship of Academy City, the cosmic rays not only failed to harm him but nourished him.

Li Changzhou looked back.

The once young child had now faintly taken on the features of a youth.

His face carried confusion, tears welled at the corners of his eyes.

Though he had peerless talent, he was, after all, still a child.