Both sides held their breath and watched the battle between the two. The Shadow Clan was exceedingly confident in their own successor, and every Shadow Clan member across from them looked down their noses at the Human Race.
In the clash just now, Ye Lin had already lost to their successor. Now, Ye Lin was merely struggling to hold on.
Our successor had been invincible for far too long. Now that he had finally encountered a prodigy barely worth looking at, he merely wished to toy with him for a while.
Of course, that was only what the Shadow Clan members thought to themselves.
"Ye Lin, let me show you what spear techniques are. Let me show you what a demon god is. The ancestor of my Shadow Clan was an ancient demon from the primordial age. Today, I shall let you witness the might of an ancient demon."
"With my blood, my flesh, and my soul; with heaven and earth as the guide, the essence of sun and moon as support, and in the name of the Shadow Clan's successor, I beseech my ancestor to aid me."
Gale stood between heaven and earth as a streak of violet-black aura split across the skies. Clusters of violet-black clouds gathered at breakneck speed overhead, while the land for a hundred miles in every direction was swallowed by violet-black energy.
A terrifying black tornado slowly took shape, reaching down to the earth and soaring up into the sky a million meters high.
Deep within the clouds overhead, a vast vortex slowly formed. From within it surged waves of incomparably terrifying aura.
That aura was supremely yin, supremely wicked, supremely evil—enough to chill anyone to the bone.
"Retreat! Quickly, retreat a thousand miles!"
Within the Human Race camp, the Spirit Transformation True Persons