The black shadow's methods were just as powerful and bizarre.
As a Demonic Cultivator of the Creation Realm, he possessed vast divine abilities. Not only was his strength boundless, but he could also manipulate endless black qi.
He spewed ink-black demonic flames from his mouth, scorching everything in their path; with seals formed by both hands, he summoned enormous black bone spikes that burst from the ground, sealing off Hua Qiang's retreat.
The black qi around him condensed into countless black spears, which rained down upon Hua Qiang in a dense, sky-covering barrage that left nowhere to evade.
The battle entered its most intense stage. Heaven and earth darkened, and sun and moon lost their light.
High in the sky, golden-red flames and pitch-black demonic qi collided, entwined, annihilated one another, and erupted in brilliant yet deadly radiance.
The Eastern Divine Palace disciples below had long since retreated several miles away. Watching this world-shaking battle from afar, every one of them wore a grave expression, their minds trembling.
They could clearly feel the world-destroying energy fluctuations on the battlefield. Every collision made their blood and qi churn; had they not forcibly suppressed it, they would have long since sprayed blood into the sky.
"The pressure of the Creation Realm truly is terrifying!" one disciple muttered, his voice trembling slightly.
He could feel the Demon Shadow's aura pressing down like a mountain, leaving people unable to breathe. Yet Senior Brother Hua Qiang could confront such a powerful foe head-on. Hua Qiang's cultivation and strength had long surpassed anything they could imagine.
Hua Qiang likewise did not dare underestimate his opponent.
This Demon Shadow's cultivation had reached the middle stage of the Creation Realm. Whether in strength, speed, or divine abilities, he far surpassed ordinary opponents.
Hua Qiang could clearly sense the