Inside the hollow mountain, pure darkness spread like a tide, swiftly swallowing every ray of light from the pallid eyes.
The giant Nest, made of countless black fleshy tendrils, seemed gripped by the deepest fear.
Its roar of consciousness no longer carried warning or greed, but shock and disbelief.
"Roar... No... impossible... What... are you...?"
Fragments of chaotic thought battered Qin Chuan's mind, only to strike an invisible barrier and be dissolved and absorbed by the Shadow Domain.
At the same time, the dense black tendrils lashed wildly at Qin Chuan like a mass of frenzied pythons, shrieking through the air with enough force to tear steel apart.
Every blow carried enough kinetic energy to flatten a mountain, along with a thick coating of corrosive slime.
Yet attacks that could have left a Demigod-grade being scrambling sank into an eternal quagmire the moment they touched the Shadow Domain within a meter of Qin Chuan.
Their speed dropped to zero. Their strength was stripped away, and the tough tendrils visibly shriveled and grayed before silently dissolving into pure energy particles that merged with the ever-expanding Shadow Domain.
They failed to raise so much as a ripple.
"That's all?"
Qin Chuan's gaze was indifferent. He could not even be bothered to raise a hand to block.
The amalgam possessed vast energy, but wielded it crudely. Its mental assault was stronger than the Abyss Lord's had been, yet it remained muddled and chaotic, utterly incapable of shaking his soul and will, tempered time and again and reinforced by the Shadow Domain.
Its physical attacks were even more laughable. They could not break through the Shadow Domain's outermost defenses.
"Your... power... Give it... to me!"
The Flesh-Nest Amalgam seemed to descend into a final frenzy.
It stopped trying to attack Qin Chuan directly and