Shen Luo and the other two quickly sneaked up to the royal palace. They found its main gates half-open, leaving a gap wide enough for one person to pass through.
Along the way, the once heavily guarded castle had been utterly deserted inside and out. The guards who should have been everywhere had vanished without a trace, while an indescribably deep darkness filled every corner, creating an unfathomable and eerie feeling.
"Cousin, be careful. There is something strange inside the palace," Nie Caizhu said in a low voice, staring into the pitch-black palace gates.
"Cai Zhu, did you discover something?" Shen Luo asked through voice transmission, his gaze sharpening.
"No. I just feel uneasy about the darkness inside the palace," Nie Caizhu said after a moment of silence.
Shen Luo nodded slightly. He knew that, with the Kunlun Mirror, Nie Caizhu's sensitivity toward darkness far surpassed that of ordinary cultivators...
He did not dare be careless and immediately sent a thread of Divine Sense inside to investigate.
Yet the instant his Divine Sense entered the palace, the darkness within pounced like a ferocious beast and swallowed that thread of Divine Sense in a single bite.
Shen Luo's face paled slightly, but he recovered at once.
"There really is a problem," he said coldly.
At that moment, the darkness within the palace suddenly became several times denser and surged outward. Dozens of enormous tentacles of darkness shot forth. With only a slight sweep, explosions immediately rang out through the air as dozens of pale blasts of wind swept toward them.
Then, somehow, those black tentacles crossed a distance of more than thirty meters in an instant, appearing before Shen Luo and the others before crashing down like lightning.
Shen Luo's expression changed drastically. Not daring to worry about exposing their whereabouts,