Cang was dead!
This fellow who had wanted to leave, wanted to stay, and wanted to control the River of Time had ultimately died.
At this moment, Su Yu's aura also reached its peak as he rapidly devoured the power of the entire long river—seventy percent of its power.
Thirty percent of it had always been under Black Scale's control.
Su Yu's strength instantly rose—46 paths, 47 paths!
Only upon reaching the power of 47 paths did Su Yu finally stop.
Seventy percent of heaven and earth was under his control!
The Great Daos fused and intertwined, forming a new path of unity. Yet it only brought him to 47 paths; he had not reached the so-called 49 or even 50 paths, because thirty percent of heaven and earth's power was with Black Scale!
If he controlled it all, perhaps Su Yu could reach the power of 49 paths.
At this moment, Demon Flame's two heavens had merged as one. His aura had likewise reached roughly this level, making him Su Yu's equal.
Demon Flame looked at Su Yu with an icy expression.
Su Yu looked back at Demon Flame.
Black Scale stood between them.
A smile lingered in Black Scale's eyes as he softly said, "Now this is interesting. If Su Yu reached 47 paths while Demon Flame did not, how boring would that be? Demon Flame, it seems you have an opponent now!"
Demon Flame looked coldly at Black Scale, his voice sinister beyond measure. "Black Scale, Su Yu's fusion of the Myriad Worlds was your idea, wasn't it?"
Black Scale!
This man who appeared to care about nothing, whose strength was only at 45 paths, had nevertheless been guiding the entire battle from the beginning, never allowing it to veer off course.
Even now, he had kept