A month later.

Lu Yang stood in the air with his hands in his hands, staring at the black mist rolling in front of him.

Shadow Island, his first stop after crossing over.

It was here that he learned to fight and kill, gaining rudimentary self-preservation.

When he left here, he promised to come back to visit Jingwei, and he silently made a promise to fulfill Yorik's wish.

Now, a few years later, although Lu Yang is not invincible in the world, he also has the strength to spy on the secrets behind the Shadow Island.

The black mist rolled endlessly, like a pot of boiling water, and like a beast with teeth and claws.

After coming here, he didn't rush into it, but planned to take a look outside first.

Lu Yang's vast divine sense enveloped the entire Shadow Island, trying to find out some truth.

But as the investigation progressed, his brow gradually furrowed.

"Sure enough, there is a problem." Lu Yang muttered to himself.

The black mist that haunted the Isle of Shadows was extremely high, at least much higher than his current personality.

As soon as Lu Yang's divine sense invaded it, he felt a very big resistance, although it was not difficult to move an inch, but it was also very difficult to probe.

To be able to do this, there should be at least a demigod-level peak person, and even a true god-level is possible.

Although no more information was found, this alone gave Lu Yang a lot of hints.

In Shadow Isle, he was sure that there were at least two demigods, one was the twisted dryad Mokai and the other was Karthas the Death Chanter.

Whether Maude Caesar was there or not he hadn't seen it was not entirely certain, but whether he was there or not did not affect the fact that there was only one demigod born in the Black Mist, Karthas.

Both Maudecaesar and Mokai became enlightened before the birth of Shadowland.

This is a contradiction.

Black Mist, a power that is suspected to be a true god-level person, why has only one demigod been born in thousands of years? There are only three domain-level undead, Hammerstone, Hecarim, and Calista, and their strength is improving extremely slowly?

From this, it can be inferred that the king who caused the tragedy of Fuguang Island and was born on Shadow Island is likely to still exist, and his strength is not weak.

Although he can't be completely sure, Lu Yang also has a lot of confidence in his guesses.

"It seems that you have to go in to find the secret behind it."

The method of probing from the outside had proved to be a failure, and Lu Yang didn't bother anymore and was ready to go in.

Just as he lifted his footsteps and was about to take a step forward, he suddenly paused, retracted it, and looked to his side.

The direction of his gaze, there was no existence, nothing.

But soon, two figures, one black and one white, slowly outlined.

The white figure is a white sheep standing upright, with an elegant posture, holding a silver-white longbow, and the black figure is a huge wolf head with a long tail, and the same symbol is embedded in the forehead of the two, like a fishhook.

The moment they appeared, a chill arose from Lu Yang's vertebrae and instantly spread throughout his body.

This was not a fear in his heart, but a possible reaction of his body when he was close to death.

Yes, close to death.

This is not to say that Lu Yang's life is short, but because what appears in front of his eyes is death itself.

Eternal hunting twins, Qianjue.

"Sheep, what's going on?"

The terrifying eyes stared at Lu Yang, and a terrifying roar came out of the wolf's mouth, like the roar of the Grim Reaper's scythe wielding, which made people tremble when they heard it.

The posture of the white sheep standing up is still elegant, and he asks in an ethereal voice, "Who are you?" The existence of death is also a death. ”

"You can call me ...... Killing immortals. Lu Yang replied leisurely.

Most of the fame of the gods of Runeterrae is limited to a certain place, such as Cana of Zuan, the three gods of Freljord, and so on.

But there are also a few that have influence throughout the continent.

Such as the one in front of him, or the two, the god of death in the land of rune, Qianjue.

Legend has it that when everyone dies, they will see Qianjue, and those who accept death calmly will be helped to leave the world by the longbow of the sheep spirit, and those who try to escape their fate will be hunted down by the wolf spirit.

Lu Yang didn't know whether this legend was true or not, but one thing was certain, Qian Jue was very strong, very strong.

How strong is it?

Whether it is a wolf spirit or a sheep spirit, if you take one out alone, it is the most demigod he has ever seen, whether it is Vikz or Orn, they are not comparable to them.

Moreover, although the two are independent of each other, they are essentially the same body, and one plus one can exert a strength far greater than two.

It can be said that apart from Lu Yang, it is basically impossible for a demigod to be Qianjue's opponent. If there is no Zhuxian Sword Formation, even he has to reach the peak of demigods, and with four demigod-level flying swords, there is a possibility of a battle.

Moreover, this is not their strongest point, what is even more powerful is that Qianjue is only a thin line away from the true god.

For others, this line may never be able to be crossed, but Qianjue is different, it has found an opportunity to break through.

Lu Yang glanced at the black mist tumbling next to him.

He could faintly sense the opposition between Qianjue and Shadow Island.

One is the Grim Reaper, the other is a non-living and non-dead undead who is destined to be an opponent from the beginning.

With Qianjue's current state, as long as he can purify the Shadow Island, it should be the time to break through the true god.

It may not even be aware of this itself, but it definitely senses the desire to cleanse the Isle of Shadows.

This also proves Lu Yang's previous guess that the personality of the black mist on the Shadow Island is likely to be a true god, and only in this way can it explain why Qian Jue, who is so powerful, is obviously eager in his heart, but he has never done anything to it.

"Kill the Immortals!"

The wolf spirit circled around, and his tone was a little frantic: "Why? Why is there still death? ”

Lu Yang knew that the wolf spirit was not jealous or angry, but a pure incomprehension.

He looked at the sheep spirit.

Although the person is equal, it gives people the feeling that the sheep spirit is dominant in Qianjue.

"Dear wolf."

She spoke calmly: "He is not death, but a communicator of death." ”

You can say that again...... Lu Yang sighed in his heart, worthy of Qianjue, this description made the difference between the two sides clear at once.

Because of the existence of the Immortal Sword, Lu Yang did master the law of death, but his law of death was part of killing after all.

In other words, his death is death in "making death", and Qianjue is death itself.

"Spreading death?"

The wolf spirit laughed heartily and swam to Lu Yang's side: "We are naturally compatible. ”

Lu Yang also showed a smile on his face: "There is an opportunity to cooperate now, I don't know if you are interested?" ”

"The person who called the Immortal Killer, are you talking about the black fog in front of you?" Yang Ling asked lightly.

"Nature." Lu Yang nodded and replied.

"All living creatures that refuse to rest will be buried under the bow of a sheep or a wolf's teeth, but the time has not yet come." The sheep spirit turned to the Shadow Isle, and his cold gaze revealed a little imperceptible longing.

"Nope." Lu Yang smiled mysteriously: "You and I join forces, everything is possible." ”