Night Owl melted into the darkness like ink, Shadow Law flowing around him.
His figure flickered in and out of the shadows, as though he had always been a part of the darkness itself.
A cold gleam flashed in those profound eyes, like a hunter lurking in the gloom, ready at any moment to deliver a fatal blow to his prey.
"Shadow Law... has finally reached perfection," Night Owl murmured, so softly that it was almost inaudible.
He slowly raised his right hand, and a blade of shadow as black as ink condensed at his fingertips.
This sharp blade, formed from pure Shadow Law, silently swept through the void. Wherever it passed, space was effortlessly torn apart, leaving behind a black scar that swallowed all light.
"Shadow Traverse!"
Night Owl's figure abruptly turned into a wisp of black smoke, appearing a hundred zhang away in an instant.
His path was elusive and unpredictable, as if he existed within several shadow planes at once.
The next moment, he flashed repeatedly, slashing out with the shadow blade again and again.
Countless black blade lights intertwined into a net of death, shredding the space within a hundred zhang into fragments.
At the same time, in another cultivation ground, Ye Moyuan sat in meditation as two pillars of light descended from the heavens.
Gold Law and Rune Law interwove and circulated around him. Amid the swirling golden radiance, countless profound runes emerged from the void.
At his brow, a golden rune shone brilliantly, drawing those runes together until they gradually formed a golden array diagram that blotted out the sky.
The array diagram slowly rotated, exuding a soul-shaking pressure.
Yet they were not the only ones in the entire Myriad Phenomena Domain receiving this grand feast of the Heavenly Dao's blessings.
At the same