The sea is flowing across the sea, the waves are hitting the sky, the white flowers are like smoke and clouds, and the layers of water mist are like curtains.

Zhou Lingsheng was sitting alone in a small boat, drifting with the current.

He seemed to have returned to the East China Sea and that night.

Born in heaven, everyone has his own helplessness. From the day he is born, his destiny is out of his control.

The cycle of life and death, day and night.

He and his only brother, who was connected by blood, were like yin and yang, one life and one death, one day and one night.

Sleep is the companion of death.

Whenever night falls and Zhou Lingchao falls into a dream, he can gain short-term freedom, wake up from death, and experience the world shrouded in the northern night.

"Am I going to die? Real death?"

Zhou Lingsheng was alone in the boat, muttering softly.

The sea under the dark night is unfathomable, like a giant beast, hiding infinite possibilities.

He often saw this kind of scene, but he had a different feeling every time.

The sea has ever-changing moods and ever-changing weather.

Whenever night comes, he always walks out of the tomb, or drives a small boat and goes with the current.

Or you might blend into a merchant ship, float on the sea, and enjoy the popularity that is rarely seen on ordinary days.

Those boat passengers often say that the sea is like the sky and will never be conquered by others, so you should be in awe.

Until that day, he was mingling with people as usual, traveling on a merchant ship like a guest.

The weather that night was extremely abnormal. God was furious, thundering like thunder and drums, and hurricanes swept through, as if they were about to turn the entire sea.

With such a celestial phenomenon, let alone ordinary people, even monks would feel as if they were facing the end of the world.

However, at the moment when the ship was about to capsize, under the reflection of thunder, a figure loomed in the wild waves of the angry sea. In a trance, there seemed to be a loud and clear voice, overwhelming the wind and waves.

"The waves in the sea are like iron armor, who can shock the gods and stand out as the leader!"

At that moment, Zhou Lingsheng saw a young man riding the wind and breaking through the sea. He was laughing so loudly that he was even three points lower than the thunder of God...

The sea was like a giant beast, but it was tamed under his feet and became extremely docile.

The wind and waves calmed down, and the young man also arrived in front of him.

Zhou Lingsheng looked at him curiously and asked, "Who are you?"

"I have many names, which one do you ask?" the young man said with a smile.

"Name..." Zhou Lingsheng was thoughtful.

He also has a name, but despite his name, he doesn't know who he is, why he lives in this world, or why he lives.

"You don't even know who you are, why are you asking me?"

The young man stood on the waves and couldn't help but laugh.

"My name is Zhou Lingsheng..."

"That was given to you by someone else, not the real you..." The corners of the young man's mouth raised slightly, but there was a hint of mockery.

As soon as he finished speaking, huge waves surged in the distance, the sea became violent again, and a strange sound came from the depths of the sea, like the roar of a dragon.

"Today I have a long tassel in my hand, when will I tie the blue dragon?"

The young man turned around and looked into the depths of the endless sea, with a different kind of brilliance in his bright eyes.

"Really I..."

"There is no free person in the world, but not a free person in the world... The blood of Shenzong has no romance... It's ridiculous..."

The young man looked back, took a deep look at Zhou Lingsheng, then turned around and walked on the waves towards the depths of the vast ocean.

"Who are you?"

Zhou Lingsheng slowly came over and asked loudly.

"Don't ask me if I tell people of the time. When a hero looks back, he will be a god."

At this moment, a burst of loud laughter shook the floating world for three thousand miles, overwhelming the waves and covering Yunzhou. The laughter rumbled and shook, and even the sound of the wild waves in the sea was suppressed by such vigor.

"Don't ask me if I tell people of the time, a hero will be a god when he looks back..."

"Heroes look back and become immortals..."

Zhou Lingsheng murmured softly, and the scene in front of him disappeared like smoke.

The sky where he stood was still the starry sky, and in front of him stood Li Mo.

At this moment, Li Mo seemed to be different. He had refined those two great beings and entered an unfathomable realm.

"So that's it... I woke up from a big dream, and today I know who I am..."

Zhou Lingsheng looked at Li Mo and felt lighter than ever before, but there was a look of relief in his eyes.

"Huh!? You actually know the way forward and retreat."

Li Mo looked at Zhou Lingsheng and couldn't help but reveal a strange look.

He could see that the sixteenth prince had become different after losing his greatest strength and support.

"Thank you for your support!"

Zhou Lingsheng smiled slightly, and suddenly, a ball of real fire seemed to be burning in his body, burning everlastingly, and the real breath all over his body was boiling.

"You...you ruined your own cultivation!?"

Li Mo was stunned, never expecting that the prince would be so decisive.

Not only did he burn his own cultivation, he even stripped out his own blood, beating like a ball of real fire, conveying a mysterious and terrifying aura.

"Give it to you..."

The corners of Zhou Lingsheng's mouth raised slightly. His cultivation level continued to decline and his aura became extremely weak. However, the smile on his face was as bright as ever.

Li Mo hesitated for a moment, and a small white tower appeared in his palm. It was the Arctic Tower.

The North Pole Tower was originally a treasure refined by the Ninth Prince. It contained the imperial dragon energy and was just in time to contain the blood of the Daqian royal family.

Buzz…

The burning ball flexibly sank into the North Pole Tower. Suddenly, a strange wave appeared, and the tower was covered with runes, making it more mysterious and unpredictable.

The Imperial Dragon Qi seems to have undergone some kind of change after being fused with the Shenzong bloodline.

"You are so cruel, I am embarrassed to kill you."

Li Mo glanced at Zhou Lingsheng. He had cultivated to such a level, but he even abandoned his cultivation at a glance, which made Li Mo even embarrassed to kill him.

At first, he was still hesitating about how to do it cleanly without leaving any traces or causing fire.

After all, this is a prince, and with Gu Changan's experience, he cannot be rash and impulsive.

Now that he was doing this, Li Mo was even more embarrassed to kill someone.

He raised his eyes and saw that Zhou Lingsheng had turned into a mortal at this moment, without any cultivation. If he were not in Li Mo's void, he would immediately be crushed to ashes by the pressure from outside.

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At this moment, Zhou Lingsheng spoke.

"Where?" Li Mo asked.

He had to admit that even if he was a descendant of the Shenzong bloodline and the royal family, he had a unique temperament even if he became an ordinary person, and he would still be neither humble nor overbearing when facing a strong man like him.

Zhou Lingsheng pondered for a moment, then turned around, his deep eyes seemed to be looking far away.

"Heroes are gods when they look back. Who is a god? I am a god!"

Zhou Lingsheng smiled slightly, turned around and said softly: "East China Sea!"

"As you wish!"

Li Mo nodded, and with a flick of his finger, the void split open, and the sounds of the waves rose and fell one after another.

"Go for it!"

Li Mo waved his hand, and Zhou Lingsheng stepped into the void and disappeared as the crack healed.

"The Daqian Royal Family... is really interesting..."

Li Mo looked at the empty starry sky and couldn't help but whisper.

He turned around, took one step, left Tianwai, and returned to Tanshan Mountain.

"Look...Li Mo...it's Li Mo..."

At this moment, someone with sharp eyes shouted loudly.

Looking over one after another, they saw Li Mo coming through the air unscathed.

"What's going on? Where is the seventeenth prince?"
To be continued...