"Demon God Nine Transformations! You actually dare covet it? It seems your wings have grown stronger in the years we've been apart-you even dare trample over me!"
The Night King laughed in fury.
The Night King knew that Ye Tianming, his rebellious disciple, could not have suddenly returned because he had seen the error of his ways and wished to repent or rejoin his tutelage.
But he had never imagined that Ye Tianming had come for the Demon God Nine Transformations in his possession.
With matters having reached this point, he had no desire to waste words on his rebellious disciple. He invoked his Spirit Creature, the Dream-Eating Heavenly Demon, and purple-black spirit essence enveloped the great hall.
The instant he activated his art, a murky power of nightmares shrouded the entire Traveling Palace. Swirling like smoke that refused to disperse, it was a dreamscape domain lodged deep within the hearts of sentient beings.
It began to break through the boundary between reality and illusion, descending into the mortal world.
The Black-Clad Cultivator beside Ye Tianming immediately sensed danger and tried to dodge, only to find that the smoke flowed like water, seeping through every gap and enveloping him in an instant.
Ye Tianming was submerged from head to toe as well, completely trapped within it, unable to escape.
"Entering-Dream Great Art!" the Night King shouted in a low voice, his figure beginning to blur.
His silhouette began to disperse like smoke, yet his body swelled rapidly, transforming into a colossal creature more than a hundred zhang tall, with an upper body like a monstrous specter and a lower body like a dragon or serpent.
He stood within the Palace, filling most of the space. Black and white interwove across his body as light and shadow flowed, and even his