Black Gold Daoist despaired.
He felt that Chu Qing was far more vicious now than before.
Even joining forces with the face sent by Heaven, he was no match for this man.
"How did he grow so quickly?"
"Could it be that I really am his whetstone?"
In an instant, Black Gold Daoist was lost in countless thoughts.
Just as he was distracted, that face suddenly shrank to the size of a mask and snapped onto his face with a crack.
"Black Gold!"
"Let's join forces and beat him to death!"
As it spoke, tiny tentacles emerged from beneath the mask and crawled through his seven orifices into Black Gold's head.
At the same time:
The several faces that had entered him before quietly employed their methods, influencing Black Gold's thoughts and judgment.
"Chu Qing is arrogant!"
"Chu Qing is rampant!"
"We must join forces. We must become one, or we cannot kill him!"
"He treats us as whetstones, but aren't we treating him as a whetstone too?"
"We have copied every one of his realms and methods."
"He has no secrets from us anymore!"
"We will kill him and complete the New Realm."
"Then, you will become the first peerless powerhouse to possess the identities of two Path Pioneers."
"Under the starry sky, you will be invincible!"
Black Gold Daoist's mind grew hazy, and then enlightenment dawned on him.
"That's right. Only by becoming one can I finally stand tall!"
"I want—to be invincible!"
"I want to become the ancestor of martial arts!"
At that moment, Black Gold Daoist, whose state of mind had developed a flaw, completely accepted the face—or rather, the mask.
Crack!
Crack!
The mask completely replaced his face. Then tentacles sprouted beneath it and burrowed into his flesh, tendons, bones, Five Viscera and Six Bowels,