Inside the Darkness Temple, the moment Lin Langtian put away the Dark Source Pearl, the entire hall fell into a brief, deathly silence.
The powerful experts who had still been clinging to a sliver of luck, thinking they might seize it amid the chaos, now all wore ashen expressions, their eyes filled with helplessness and unwillingness.
Even An Cang, the Second Elder of the Dark Spirit Clan, had been beaten into fleeing in a sorry state. What could people like them, whose strength was not even equal to An Cang's, possibly do?
Moreover, standing beside Lin Langtian was Helian Tieshan, a peak Great Perfection Earthly Supreme. Who would dare make a move?
Hei Yuan sighed and led the people of Black Water Pavilion silently to the side. Ying Mei bit her lip, put away the dagger in her hand as well, and retreated into the shadows. Jiao Tu covered the wound on his arm, his face gloomy, but he did not dare say another word.
Those rogue cultivator experts had hidden at the edge of the hall even earlier, afraid that Lin Langtian would notice them.
However, just as everyone thought this struggle had finally settled, an ink-black figure slowly walked out.
Black Heaven Jue!
He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his ink-black long hair drifting gently in the dim light, his pitch-black robe spotless, like the brightest star in the night sky.
His expression was still indifferent, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him, but as he looked at Lin Langtian, a trace of barely perceptible gravity and greed flashed through his deep, dark eyes.
Yet the heat in his eyes was quickly restrained, because he knew that within these ruins, there were treasures even more important than the Dark