The Holy Lord of Annihilation's killing intent swept through the entire Eternal Night Great Hall like a tangible wave of icy cold. It even pierced through endless void, making the many powerful cultivators battling fiercely at the Ancient Demon Star Altar shudder for no reason, as if some indescribable terror beyond life and death had fixed its gaze upon them.
The next moment, an eerie change occurred in the void before the Ancient Demon Star Altar. There were no energy fluctuations, no spatial tears. The light, colors, and even the very "concept" of all existence within that region began to silently "fade" and "evaporate," ultimately turning into an absolute "nothingness" that could not even be called void. At the center of that "nothingness," a blurred "shadow" slowly emerged.
It had no fixed form. At times, it stretched into a distorted humanoid shape; at times, it spread into a great maw that devoured the stars; at times, it shrank into an insignificant black dot. It emitted no aura, yet every living being who saw it felt the most primal fear and despair surge from the depths of their souls, as though they had witnessed the final, inevitable destination of themselves and the entire universe. It was "nothingness" itself, the opposite of "existence," the ultimate Shadow of Annihilation!
The instant the Shadow of Annihilation appeared, the entire battlefield froze. The clamor of battle, the explosions of energy, the thunder of magical treasures—all of it seemed to be gripped by an invisible giant hand and abruptly cut off. Whether they were from The Finality Council's fleet or the Star Sea Alliance's reinforcements, every cultivator felt their Dao hearts, souls, and even the meaning of their existence being invisibly dismantled and denied by that "shadow." Some low-level cultivators with weak resolve even suffered the