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Chapter 1190: Chapter 1081: Fla of Darkness

A land of unknown darkness.

“My eyes… they have been destroyed!”

The voice in the darkness was incomparably gloomy, and said:

“I clearly saw that lamp… but, what exactly destroyed it without even I being aware?”

“…He… is he stronger than you? Was it him who made the move?”

There was a hint of fear in these words!

But atop the Dark Throne, the monotonous voice said:

“He knows nothing about the Sword Dao… As for your eyes… maybe they were not destroyed by soone.”

“What do you an? He doesn’t understand the Sword Dao at all?”

“My eyes were not destroyed by soone? Could they have destroyed themselves?”

The voice in the darkness seed sowhat angry.

Atop the Dark Throne, the monotonous voice continued:

“Although I did not observe that world like you did… I am in tune with his thoughts. Do you know what he thought when he saw my Swordsmanship True Form Diagrams?”

The voice in the darkness asked:

“What did he think?”

There was a hint of disappointnt in the words from the Dark Throne, which said:

“He couldn’t even discern the sword intent, he treated my True Form of Sword Dao Diagrams… as ordinary carvings and casually chiseled away at them…”

Upon hearing this, the voice in the darkness did not respond for a long ti.

“Could it be, is the body of your Dao truly so useless… truly untrained?”

The voice of doubt in the darkness continued:

“But, my eyes… how exactly were they destroyed…”

The voice from the Dark Throne answered:

“…He is indeed a cripple, with nothing in his mind but the life of a Mortal.”

“As for your eyes… perhaps I should congratulate you, they have been destroyed completely well…”

Upon hearing this, the voice in the darkness grew angry, and said:

“Congratulate ?! Destroyed completely well?”

Are these the words of a human?

The voice from the Dark Throne said:

“Didn’t you realize, the Lamp of Origin… has already been lit.”

“Only, the fla that has been kindled is not the Fla of White Mist that can illuminate the darkness…”

“But a black fla.”

“Should I congratulate you now?”

The lamp has been lit, kindling a black fla…

Upon hearing these words, the voice in the darkness was suddenly shocked, and said:

“What?!”

Imdiately after, as if a pair of giant pitch-black eyes were observing everything between heaven and earth from within the darkness.

“Yes… a black fla…”

“The Lamp of Origin has been lit by soone… and what has been kindled is a black fla…”

The voice in the darkness showed shock, and said:

“…Who did this?!”

“What exactly happened?”

It murmured to itself: “The Lamp of Origin, legend says it contains two primal forces, capable of kindling two kinds of fla, those of White Mist and Dark Mist…”

“Long ago, those twelve people ca to resist the darkness, died, and faded from the Dao. Their tribe illuminated their corpses with the power of the Fla of White Mist… and since then, the Fla of White Mist was extinguished.”

Between its murmured whispers, it revealed an ancient truth.

Back then, the twelve Forebears resisted the darkness, died, and faded from the Dao. The Forebears’ Tribe imbued their corpses with the Fla of White Mist, allowing them to transform into Fire Stars and continue in Samsara. But the Fla of White Mist, which even the darkness feared, was thus extinguished.

Therefore, the darkness pays such close attention to the last remnants of those twelve, they are the last Fla of White Mist. If the Lamp of Origin is rekindled…

Unwelcod by the darkness!

Yet what ignites now is the Dark Mist Fla…

“Wasn’t the dark side of the Lamp of Origin sealed by you?!”

A voice erged from the darkness, addressing the Dark Throne.

Atop the Dark Throne, the voice continued:

“Do you rember the prophecy of the Divine Jumper? ‘The Fla of Darkness startles the magpies, while the Lamp Wick hides within the black fog.'”

“The Lamp of Origin shall ignite the Dark Mist Fla… Once all twelve black flas are lit, the Dark Dao Origin once sealed within the Lamp of Origin shall re-erge…”

“And the one who lights the black flas will obtain this Dark Dao Origin… and you, are the one who has ignited the Fla of Darkness, so congratulations are in order.”

These words sounded so casual, but within the darkness, a heavy breathing instantly arose, as if the beings hidden within were tensed by this utterance!

This is a profound secret!

Back then, before the Divine Jumper vanished into the darkness, he left behind a prophecy.

— “The Fla of Darkness startles the magpies, the Lamp Wick hides within the black fog.”

And now… it has co to fruition!

The indifferent voice atop the Dark Throne continued:

“The Lamp of Origin is both the mother of life and the father of death.”

“White mist as the oil fuels the fla of life, while darkness as the wick burns the extinguishing blaze…”

“The dark essence within the Lamp of Origin that I sealed in the past… has now been unleashed… lit by you… It’s all destiny.”

“This also proves that my other self truly isn’t worth any attention… Not even the ignition of the Fla of Darkness can be stopped.”

“He is weak, and now that the Fla of Darkness is lit, it’s like a double blessing for us, isn’t it?”

This is a profound secret, concerning the origin of heaven and earth.

Even the beings within darkness knew little, only that the lamp… was related to the one upon the Dark Throne.

The source concerned with the darkness, was always worried about “A Single Spark Can Start a Prairie Fire.”

If the Fla of White Mist ignites, illuminating the darkness, then the source might be levelled, and moreover, the Forbidden World could undergo extrely terrifying changes!

Now, the one atop the Dark Throne has tested and found that his other self is but a re Mortal.

And, the Lamp of Origin… has ignited the black flas!

What more to fear from the source?

“Indeed, it’s a double celebration…”

“Out of the twelve Lamps of Origin, one less… safety assured.”

The voice within the darkness slowly spoke, with a sense of barely explicable relief and excitent in its words.

One less, and the “A Single Spark Can Start a Prairie Fire” rely empty words!

“Whether he’s a Mortal or not no longer matters… that lamp will even continuously produce Black Fog Origin, turning the entire Forbidden World into an ocean of darkness!”

The dark side of the Lamp of Origin, continuously burning, will generate the Black Fog Origin!

And the voice atop the Dark Throne murmured softly:

“The trajectory of fate has been set in motion, and the twelve lamps shall one by one kindle the Fla of Darkness, with the sealed Dark Dao Origin ultimately surfacing…”

“At that ti, will the beings behind you make their move?”

The voice in the darkness coldly said, “Do you think I would tell you?”

The entity atop the Dark Throne said:

“Don’t you think that your behavior is asking for a beating?”

In the darkness, suddenly there was a lull, as if the source of that voice had disappeared.

The entity atop the Dark Throne chuckled, saying:

“No need to run away… Just kidding, why would I fight you.”

“Now we are… on the sa side.”

After a long while, atop the Dark Throne, a whisper seed to rise:

“Having died once, I’ve forgotten too much, and can no longer rember anything… The sole purpose of living seems to be to experience the consciousness of that other self… Heh heh…”

“Although you’re just a Mortal, I hope you fare a little better, after all, in this darkness, to occasionally feel so happiness… is the only joy to be found.”

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