Just as Night Falcon and Bone Yama stood on the verge of battle on the light screen of the Mirror of the Night God, with tensions high and a fight about to break out.
At the very heart of the viewing area, on the main platform suspended above the altar and beneath the two Clan Heads, a conversation concerning the secret realm's present and future was quietly unfolding among several true authorities of the Black Heaven Ancient Clan.
The main platform was headed by Old Ancestor Heiyuan. On either side sat Elder Black Nether, Elder Yin Gu, several other powerful Elders, and a few venerable elders of transcendent status who were responsible for the clan's core inheritances or forbidden grounds.
Their gazes naturally focused on the most promising figures in the light screen, especially the top five, as well as... Night Falcon, who had just caused a small stir.
In one corner of the light screen, Night Son of Heaven was strolling leisurely through a region of raging dark astral winds. The astral winds were powerful enough to tear apart the flesh of an Upper Earth Sovereign, yet they silently vanished within three feet of his body.
He did not even so much as stir the corner of his robe. His indifferent gaze swept over several rare spirit medicines along the way, but he had no intention of picking them, as though he were merely passing through.
His composure was completely at odds with the secret realm's dangers, making him seem even more unfathomable.
On the other side, the confrontation between Night Falcon and Bone Yama was also quite conspicuous.
As everyone silently observed, a low and imposing voice suddenly rang out directly in the depths of their souls. It had not traveled through the air.
"This child... is that