Gusu City Center.
On a broad, deserted street, the bright streetlights suddenly dimmed. Across the asphalt, a shadow shot through the scattered light like an arrow, racing into the distance at high speed.
In the air, countless bats circled, following closely behind that shadow as it flew away.
Under the night sky, an eagle swiftly streaked across the heavens. Its sharp eyes quickly locked onto the fast-moving shadow, and with a slight tremble of its wings, it began to dive.
The eagle was astonishingly fast, its body like a bolt of black lightning as it darted beneath the streetlights, nearly skimming the ground. The distance between it and the shadow rapidly shrank.
Suddenly, blue magical radiance erupted from the eagle's body, transforming it into a black-haired youth. He stared coldly at the shadow and drew a straight blade from behind his back!
Clang—!
The straight blade trembled and pierced through the air in an instant, plunging directly into the road ahead of the shadow. The blade reflected the light of the nearby streetlamps, casting a bright spot upon the ground.
The shadow abruptly solidified, leaping up from the smooth road and turning into a man clad in a dark crimson cloak. The tips of his feet lightly touched the hilt of the straight blade as his wavering figure leaped forward.
His body spread out like spilled ink, as if he would turn back into a shadow and meld into the light and darkness the very next moment.
Lin Qiye frowned and softly chanted:
"They say that when the rooster crows, the rising sun can be seen."
As his words fell, dazzling sunlight poured down from the sky, instantly illuminating the entire street. The asphalt reflected the blazing sunlight, and not the slightest shadow remained.
The inky darkness around the man