For the first time, a color other than black appeared in Qin Chuan's Shadow Domain.
That patch of pure white was like a drop of clean water falling into thick ink, jarring and invasive.
It was rewriting the rules, using the concept of "light" to forcibly overwrite the essence of "shadow."
"Guild leader!"
Water God cried out. He had never seen any power erode Qin Chuan's domain head-on.
Qin Chuan did not answer.
He merely raised Night of No Light in his right hand.
No radiance played across the black dagger. It was pure darkness, as though part of its very existence had been stripped away.
Its tip pointed at the spreading white.
"Concept Negation."
Qin Chuan spoke the two words.
Vmmm—
An invisible wave spread from the tip of Night of No Light.
The rapidly expanding white region abruptly stalled.
Then something stranger happened.
The boundary turned white by the concept of "light" began to fade.
Darkness was not swallowing it again. It was dissolving on its own.
It was as if that patch of white had been a mistake from the start, and World Law was now forcibly correcting it.
Within a few breaths, the eroded part of the Shadow Domain returned to its original black.
In the Void, surprise appeared for the first time on the handsome half of the God of Light's face, half divine and half rotten.
He could not understand.
Why had his Divine Authority, the supreme law he had severed from the World Origin, failed?
Why had it been erased outright by something even more unreasonable?
He refused to accept it.
He raised his intact right hand of light again. An even greater, purer flood of Conceptual Light poured endlessly from his palm into the Shadow Domain ahead.
The boundary of Qin Chuan's