Elder Zhao’s eyes widened as the shadow-blade carved through the air, trailing a curtain of pitch-black mist. Driven by sheer instinct, he threw his entire life essence into his solar sword, forcing the dying artifact to detonate in a burst of blinding, desperate light.
BOOM!
The explosion of solar energy tore through the cliffside, sending boulders tumbling into the abyss below. When the blinding glare dissipated, Elder Zhao was on his knees, gasping for breath, his hair turned stark white and his golden robes charred to ash.
A few paces away, Li Chen stood unscathed. The shadow-wings on his back folded inward, absorbing the lingering heat of the explosion without leaving a single mark on his skin.
— A valiant attempt, — Li Chen said, stepping through the rising smoke. — But a burning spark cannot ignite the sea.
With a flick of his wrist, five tendrils of shadow shot from Li Chen’s fingers, piercing Elder Zhao’s chest, arms, and legs. The old man gasped, his body locking in place as his remaining vital essence and soul force were forcefully siphoned out. The crimson mist flowed along the tendrils, rushing straight into Li Chen’s palm. New chapters come out on g.com first.
Elder Zhao’s skin shriveled, his eyes dulled, and within moments, his body crumbled into gray dust, carried away by the mountain wind.
Deep inside Li Chen’s Dantian, the Dark Dan hummed with immense satisfaction. The soul energy of a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator settled into the core, solidifying his foundation and expanding his spiritual sea by twofold.
Li Chen turned his gaze back toward the mouth of the Black Wind Cave. Xiao Feng emerged from the gloom, trembling from head to toe, staring at the empty cliffside where thirty elite disciples and an elder had just been wiped from existence.
— M-Master... — Xiao Feng swallowed hard, dropping to his knees. — What... what are your orders?
Li Chen looked up at the horizon. Beyond the mountains lay the central continent—a realm dominated by ancient orthodox sects and imperial dynasties, all built upon the blood of the weak. Follow the newest chapters on NovelPing.
— Collect their storage rings and spiritual artifacts, — Li Chen commanded softly, dark Qi swirling gently around his fingers. — The Sun-Veil Sect will soon realize their hunting party has failed. Before they send their Grand Elders, we head for the Ghost Mist Forest.
A cold smile touched Li Chen's lips as his eyes glowed with an unholy crimson light.
— It is time the dark world learns of the Dark Dan's return.