Please vote!
Just as the Heaven Dou Knights Order's left-wing unit was struggling to maintain its offensive, the two powerhouses responsible for tearing open a larger breach on that flank—Xi Men Wenming, wreathed in scorching blade aura, level 87, and Zhong Feng, whose bell chimes surged like a dragon's roar, level 83—were suddenly hit with the deadliest restraint.
"Roar—!"
Three black shadows, wrapped in a deep stillness of death and a savage, bloodthirsty aura, descended with a thunderous crash amid vast dark Soul Power, sealing off the path in front of Xi Men Wenming and Zhong Feng.
They were the elites the Black Nether Legion had left in ambush, all battle-hardened, ruthless Soul Douluo powerhouses.
One was tall and thin, with ten fingers like withered bone, black energy as viscous as ink flowing from his fingertips. His Spirit was the Black Shadow Brush.
He swept his fingers through the air, and black light-ink shot from his fingertips, instantly sketching layers upon layers of "Dark Prison Cages" in the void.
The talisman arrays twisted and spun, giving off powerful binding and energy-eroding force. Xi Men Wenming's "Karma Fire Red Lotus Slash," carrying heaven-burning might, cleaved viciously into them, but the crimson blade flames that could melt gold and iron vanished like a stone sinking into the sea, rapidly broken down and devoured by the constantly shifting dark-ink runes.
The shockwave from the blade light only made the cage tremble slightly, failing to damage its foundation.
Another short, stocky figure gave a low roar, his entire body knotted with muscle, and a heavy token carved with a hideous ghost head and flowing with dark-purple bloodlines appeared in his hand. It was the Demon Shadow Nether Token.
As he brandished the token, several "Ghost Shadow Clones," impossible to distinguish as real or