"Darkness Space? What a powerful divine ability."
Xia Ping clicked his tongue in admiration. He discovered that even with the bloodline divine ability of the Hell Golden Crow Eye, he could only barely make out a faint outline in the darkness. One could well imagine how everyone else would fare.
Ordinary people inside this Darkness Space would surely be reduced to complete blindness, left at the mercy of others.
And if Emperor Caesar were even stronger, his Hell Golden Crow Eye would be of no use at all. It would be as if he had fallen into darkness, unable to see anything.
Of course, if the Hell Golden Crow Eye continued to evolve, even Darkness Space would not be able to withstand its power.
These were mutually restraining powers, like water and fire. Whichever was stronger could suppress the other.
"Killing intent!"
Xia Ping narrowed his eyes. Deep within his pupils, he immediately saw a shadow silently closing in, dagger in hand, seemingly intending to approach him and pierce his heart.
For Emperor Caesar, who wielded the power of darkness, this Darkness Space was like a fish returning to water—like his own home. He could move about freely within it.
Whoosh!
At that instant, Emperor Caesar struck. Dagger in hand, he stabbed forward. The thrust was like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace to follow, vicious to the extreme.
A savage expression appeared on his face, as though he could already see the despairing sight of this damned human being stabbed to death by his dagger. But he was soon shocked.
What?!
Emperor Caesar discovered that Xia Ping suddenly threw a fist like a missile, smashing with perfect precision toward his left eye, carrying the force of over ten thousand tons.
With a thud, he felt his face