After advancing to the Half-step Earth Sovereign level, the so-called third trial of the Nirvana Heart Forest was a piece of cake for Night Falcon.
After spending two hours traversing the labyrinthine, perilous passageways of the Nirvana Heart Forest, a completely different aura rushed towards him at the end.
It was no longer simply darkness, dampness, and chaos.
Instead, it was a peculiar domain of emptiness and desolation, one that seemed capable of freezing the soul.
Night Falcon stepped out of the maze's final pass. The view before him suddenly opened up, only to be instantly enveloped by something even more profound.
This was the fourth stage of the Dark Night Trial, as well as the final battleground—the Nine Nether Platform.
It was not a high platform or arena as he had imagined.
Rather, it was a collection of ten enormous, ring-shaped floating stone platforms suspended above an endless dark void, each seemingly carved from black jade.
The ten stone platforms were not stationary. Instead, they rotated and rose and fell extremely slowly along some profound trajectory.
The surfaces of the stone platforms were smooth as mirrors, yet covered in densely packed ancient runes that emitted a faint blue glow. The runes flickered in and out as though breathing, resonating from afar with the source power of the entire Shadowless Valley and even the Black Heaven Ancient Clan Ancestral Land.
Beneath the stone platforms was a bottomless dark abyss that seemed capable of devouring all light. Strange, dark-purple lightning occasionally flashed silently across it, bringing with it a bone-chilling fluctuation.
Above the stone platforms was a twisted, dark curtain that rippled like water.
At the center of the curtain, the vague outlines of enormous black shadows could be faintly seen. They were indistinct, yet radiated endless majesty and an ancient