The Terrifying Descent of the Dark Power
The dark power surging from the depths of the ruins was like a massive prehistoric beast, opening its bloody maw as if to devour all light in the world. The black aura it radiated was as thick as ink, spreading rapidly and shrouding the entire ruin space in a dead and desolate darkness. In the darkness, vague, distorted shapes could be seen writhing, like demons from hell struggling to break free of their bonds.
Xuanxing and the others felt the terrifying oppressive weight of this dark power. It was a chill that penetrated deep into their bones, like thousands of cold steel needles piercing their bodies, nearly freezing their blood. Their spiritual power seemed insignificant before this dark power. The crystals that originally shone with multicolored light were now eroded by the dark aura, their brilliance dimming like stars on the verge of extinction.
Chapter 197