The night sky was pitch-black, dotted with scattered stars, and a bright white full moon hung in the endless void.
It was the dead of night.
For cultivators of a certain level, darkness had long since lost its meaning. They could go thousands or even hundreds of years without rest and be no worse for it. So Blackwater City still blazed with light, a city that never slept.
Just then, a black figure suddenly appeared above Purple Xuan Studio. The figure wore a suit of strange armor, and its face was blurred, as if some special art had been used to obscure its true appearance.
"Who's there?"
Inside Purple Xuan Studio, Li Yi sensed a thought suddenly descend upon him. He snapped his eyes open, two dazzling beams of sword light shooting from them, and bellowed. At the same time, his body flashed, leaving a blurry afterimage behind as his true form appeared above the pavilion in an instant.
"Hmph, where do you think you're going?"
Two icy flashes of murderous intent swept through Li Yi's eyes. Fixing his gaze on the black figure fleeing into the distance, he instantly unfurled four enormous pairs of wings from his back and gave chase at lightning speed.
The two figures streaked across the sky above Blackwater City, one ahead of the other. They moved so fast that ordinary Hunyuan experts could only watch helplessly from behind. In just a few breaths, they had flown beyond the city limits.
"Hmph, who are you?"
Atop a massive mountain nearly ten million miles from Blackwater City, Li Yi demanded in a cold voice, "Who are you?" He was puzzled. Since arriving in the Eternal World, he hadn't offended anyone. How had someone come after him so soon?
The black figure didn't answer. Instead, it took