Three Moves Decide Victory

Heaven and earth were like eternal night.

People's vision was affected.

Those of lesser strength had practically become blind with their eyes open, panicked and uneasy.

Even the powerful could only rely on Divine Sense to perceive their surroundings. Then, to their horror, they discovered that the lands and mountains blanketed by the dark night seemed to have been imprisoned, plunged into an eerie atmosphere of silence.

How terrifying!

Everyone's expressions changed completely.

When dark night became a force controlled by a cultivator, all places it covered would be restrained and imprisoned by that cultivator!

Beneath the vault of heaven—

As Dongguo Feng, his figure growing towering and robust, charged forward with his sword, the aura of night swept in like raging tides, blotting out the sky and sun.

It corroded the void, stripped away light, suppressed and imprisoned all power!

And above the Killing Heart Sword in Dongguo Feng's hand, a terrifying, monstrous phantom faintly emerged.

A horse's body, a human face, tiger stripes, and bird wings!

Heavenly Demon Ying Zhao!

Bathed in the shadowy radiance of eternal night, this phantom seemed like the sovereign who ruled over the dark eternal night, its aura cold and terrifying.

Su Yi's gaze narrowed slightly.

A faint prickling pain rose on his skin. The void around where he stood seemed stained by ink, turning into an eerie, profound shade of dark night.

Looking around, all he saw was oppressive, deathly darkness.

It was as though he had fallen into a prison of darkness!

Without light, he naturally could no longer see anything.

Even the power of his Divine Sense was suppressed, as though he had become utterly blind.

"Now this is interesting..."

Su Yi could not help but sigh.

"Slash!"

A thunderous shout rang out as Dongguo Feng swung his sword and