Night Moor had comprehended an Artistic Conception Battle Skill, which was extraordinarily rare. He was the ideal candidate for the next Divine Selection War, much like Ji Luo had been in this one, and he had been almost certain to pass. But now he was dead, dealing a heavy blow to the Third Eryu. Worse, Night Moor had died under Di Xia's name.
Though everyone knew the truth—that it had been Night Moor who fought, not Di Xia—the Third Eryu couldn't openly use Di Xia again.
Di Xia would have to change his name from now on.
Just then, the void twisted. A figure completely shrouded in a black robe emerged not far away.
There were countless figures like that throughout the universe, but the moment this one appeared, even Young Yin Divine Venerable felt a chill.
It looked like a black robe, but it wasn't one. It was a World of Nothingness that continually vanished and reformed.
This was someone who had stepped out of the World of Nothingness, yet was also cloaked in it.
Only a pair of eyes showed—bright, lively, and deep as the starry sky. Three black lines overlapped to form a star-shaped pattern. He was Black Wushen.
"Oh? You actually came. Looks like my guess was right. It really is time for a Divine Command." Xu Jin spoke. Within the Dark Clouds, an eyeball turned, making for a bizarre sight.
Black Wushen's voice was low and powerful. "Humanity has reached its peak. A Divine Command is only fitting."
"So the Divine Command is really happening?" Arrow God spoke for the first time, looking toward Xi Zu.
Xi Zu faced the others. "Everyone, on behalf of the True God, I hereby formally announce that the Divine Command is beginning. I ask you all to give it