Inside the Darkness Temple, everyone's eyes were fixed on that ink-black figure.
Heitian Jue stood at the edge of the high platform, his outstretched right hand only a few feet from the Black Bead hovering in mid-air.
His expression remained calm. His ink-black hair drifted gently in the dim light, and his pitch-black robe was spotless, like the brightest star in the night sky.
But in those indifferent eyes, a trace of gravity had now appeared.
He knew the Darkness Origin Bead would not be so easy to obtain.
Sure enough, the instant his fingertip was about to touch the bead—
"Buzz!"
A low hum rang out from the Darkness Origin Bead. The sound was not loud, yet it seemed to echo directly in the depths of everyone's soul.
Immediately after, a vast, ocean-like surge of dark energy erupted from the bead, turning into a black light screen that knocked Heitian Jue's palm away!
Heitian Jue frowned slightly, but did not retreat.
He took a deep breath, and in his palm, a mass of ink-black light began to gather.
It was the superior cultivation art of the Black Heaven Ancient Clan... the Heitian Profound Technique. With darkness as its foundation, it transformed shadow into light; when yin reached its extreme, yang was born. It was profoundly mysterious.
He reached out again. This time, the ink-black radiance collided head-on with the Darkness Origin Bead's Black Light Screen!
"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"
The two powers clashed with each other, giving off an ear-piercing corrosive sound.
The ink-black radiance tried to corrode the Black Light Screen, yet the Black Light Screen was like an iron wall, unmoving in the slightest.
After a brief stalemate, the Black Light Screen suddenly shook, and an even stronger rebounding force erupted, blasting Heitian Jue back several steps!
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