In the darkness, Chen Cong streaked past like a meteor, seemingly swallowed by the black hole, and vanished without a trace in an instant.
But the Netherworld Dark Night Demon Dragon knew he had not been swallowed.
The dragon's eyes widened in astonishment. Its enormous head swung back and forth beneath the night sky, trying to catch sight of the vanished figure.
Yet in that profound darkness, it was like a helpless giant beast. Despite its keen senses, it could find no trace of that tiny human.
"Heh, heh. Did you think your black hole soul skill could pin me down?"
Chen Cong's voice suddenly rang out beside the Netherworld Dark Night Demon Dragon's ear, carrying a hint of mockery and provocation.
Among the Chen Clan's combat footwork techniques, very few had comprehended the upper two steps, Sword Shadow Spirit-Nurturing Form and Sword Escape Technique. The Middle Three Steps remained the ones truly used in high-level combat.
Moon-Covering Returning Snow, which served to reposition its user in close combat, had encountered no shortage of abilities with close-range attraction and repulsion. Thus, after a thousand years of transmission, it had long since resolved the problem of breaking free of such interference.
The Netherworld Dark Night Demon Dragon whipped its head around, only to see a fierce sword light flare behind its left flank, like a meteor streaking across the night sky.
"Netherworld Claw Strike!"
The Netherworld Dark Night Demon Dragon abruptly thrust out its razor-sharp claws, raking viciously at Chen Cong.
A cold, eerie light flickered at their tips, as though they could tear through anything.
At the same time, Chen Cong's figure flashed, dissolving into an afterimage as he vanished from the spot. The demon dragon's claw strike hit nothing.
The next instant, he appeared behind the Dark Night Demon