At the critical moment, while his body could still move, Ye Tian swung up his fist and smashed it fiercely into the demonic beast.
With a bang, Ye Tian's fist sank directly into the beast's chest. Then he spread his five fingers and clenched them with all his strength. The demon core exploded in an instant, turning even the beast's body into a heap of mangled flesh.
The black shadow gathered into a mass in the air and let out an enraged shriek. Blood-colored fangs vaguely emerged, and a decayed aura instantly spread through the air. Ye Tian could not help drawing in a deep breath and holding it, but his body began to stiffen.
Seeing this, the black shadow charged at him in an instant. Ye Tian now faced a predicament of nine deaths and one life. He desperately mobilized the golden blood within his body, intending to drag the enemy down with him, but in the next moment, his body was no longer stiff, and the black shadow vanished.
Seeing that, Ye Tian turned and left. The black shadow was far more sinister than any demonic beast he had ever encountered, and it seemed particularly interested in him. The other demonic beasts could not see it at all.
Yet Ye Tian's steps abruptly halted in the next moment, because everything before him had changed. Looking up, he found that the sunlight had vanished from the sky, leaving only dark-red specks. It was as if the sun had been swallowed whole in an instant.
He released his divine sense, but it was of no use. There was only a terrifying silence, as though all living things had disappeared from the surroundings. He could even hear his own violently pounding heartbeat.
Ye Tian had never encountered such a situation before.