Caught off guard, Shadow Daoist gave a muffled grunt. His eyes burned fiercely, as though thousands upon thousands of steel needles had pierced them.
The "Sun" rose abruptly, with overwhelming force.
Boundless light tore through the darkness with ease. Hollow-Skin Evils and Eerie Shadow Wraiths alike turned to ash beneath its radiance. In an instant, the Great Sun Dharma Wheel rose to its zenith, like the blazing noon sun, shedding billions of rays until the entire Ghost Market shone as brightly as day.
Brilliant and resplendent, its light illuminated the myriad worlds; blazing in its might, it subdued demons and burned away corruption.
The moment Shadow Daoist's vision recovered, he beheld this terrifying sight.
Though called a "market," the Ghost Market was actually a small grotto-heaven realm, vast enough to span over a thousand li.
Yet now, every inch of land and every corner within sight lay bathed in boundless radiance. Pavilions, towers, cities, and buildings melted like snow and evaporated like mist.
The Ghost Market he had painstakingly managed for centuries vanished in the blink of an eye, becoming a roiling sea of golden light.
Chu Mo stood beneath the Great Sun, clothed in skyglow, like a divine being.
"You-!"
Shadow Daoist's handsome, jade-like face twisted hideously. His crimson eyes fixed on Chu Mo. "You destroyed my foundation... I'll annihilate your body and soul and condemn you to eternal perdition!"
His voice was shrill and piercing. Ignoring the damage the radiance inflicted on him, he formed a Dharma Seal before his chest.
Buzzz-!
The Ghost Market's space suddenly shuddered. Beneath the sea of light, deep within the earth, boundless darkness erupted.
This was no ordinary darkness, but the gathered shadows he had stripped from countless cultivators who had traded here over the centuries.
Shadows thick as slurry surged upward,