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The ancestral land of the Black Heaven Ancient Clan, the core of the forbidden domain.

This is a region that transcends the ordinary concept of time and space, eternally shrouded in an absolute darkness that is deeper and more ancient than the outside world, as if it can settle time itself.

There were no sun, moon, or stars, only the occasional streak of dark purple light, like the trajectory of fate, and the faint glow emanating from the earth, originating from the source of darkness.

Today, this ancient and silent forbidden zone is filled with unprecedented noise and solemnity.

The Night Sacrifice Ceremony, the most sacred and solemn event of the Black Sky Ancient Clan held once every few decades, is about to take place here.

Its purpose is to worship the ancestral spirit of night, communicate with the source of darkness, and pray for the prosperity of the tribe.

It is also the gateway to the "Night Mystic Realm," the highest place of inheritance within the clan.

The site of the grand ceremony is an ancient altar whose magnificence cannot be described in words.

The altar was entirely forged from a treasure called "Eternal Night Black Crystal," standing tens of thousands of feet tall. Its base was as broad as a plain, tapering upwards in layers, with a total of 9,999 steps. Each step was engraved with extremely intricate dark divine patterns, flowing with the vicissitudes of time and the majesty of the ancient race.

At the top of the altar, instead of a platform, lies a twisted and swirling vortex that seems to connect to the dark side of the universe—the entrance to the Night Mystic Realm.

At this moment, the vast open space below the altar, comparable to a continent, had already gathered a dense, countless crowd.

Those qualified to be here in person are at least core members, outstanding disciples, and meritorious individuals from various branches of the Black Sky Ancient Clan.

They stood in strict order and in their positions, completely silent, with only the flickering excitement and awe in their eyes revealing their inner turmoil.

The air was filled with pure, impenetrable dark spiritual energy, and there was also an ancient, vast, sacred, and boundless pressure emanating from the altar itself, making everyone's hearts heavy and preventing them from having the slightest thought of desecration.

Night Falcon, dressed in the highest-ranking formal attire of the Shadow Palace, stood with the other forty-nine young prodigies who had qualified for the secret realm in a special area closest to the altar.

He could clearly sense the powerful aura emanating from his peers around him, the lowest of whom were at the early stage of the Upper Earthly Sovereign realm, and some of them were even more obscure and profound, making him secretly tremble.

His gaze involuntarily fell upon the few particularly eye-catching figures standing at the very front.

These are the monsters that Elder Black Nether mentioned, ranked among the top five!

The fifth place goes to "Shadow Killer" Mo Ying.

He seemed not to be standing there, but rather in a solitary shadow, his figure indistinct and vague. Though clearly in front of you, he gave the illusion that he might vanish into nothingness at any moment.

He wore a plain black bodysuit without any decoration, and a black mask that covered half of his mouth and nose, revealing only a pair of emotionless eyes, as cold as ice.

His presence is faint and almost imperceptible, but when you try to probe him, you will feel a cold, stinging sensation, as if you were being stared at by a venomous snake.

He perfectly concealed his cultivation level of the Great Perfection of the Earthly Sovereign, with only a hint of extreme sharpness occasionally revealed in the blink of his eyes, which was chilling.

Fourth place: Yu Lian, the "Demon Mother".

Her presence was the complete opposite of Mo Ying's. She hovered three feet above the ground, wearing a pale white dress embroidered with blood-red spider lilies, barefoot with tiny silver bells tied to her ankles, yet she remained silent.

Her face was shrouded in a thin layer of grayish-white mist, making it difficult to see clearly. Only her empty eyes, which seemed to be able to suck in one's soul, were clearly visible.

A faint, mournful wail and a chilling aura of death swirled around him, and even the ground beneath his feet was covered in fine frost.

She remained silent and motionless, yet she seemed to be the core of the yin energy in the entire area, causing even light to dim when it approached her.

The powerful aura of a Supreme Earthly Being at the Great Perfection was sinister and eerie.

Third place: "Dark Star" Chen Mie. He was exceptionally tall and muscular, nearly ten feet tall, with bulging muscles that made his specially made black outfit look taut.

His skin was a dark bronze color, with faint, flowing starlight-like specks.

He stood with his arms crossed, his wild, long black hair moving without wind, and his eyes seemed to conjure up images of exploding stars and sinking into darkness.

His aura was the most outward, violent, domineering, and destructive, like a humanoid beast. Just by standing there, the surrounding space was slightly distorted, as if it could not withstand his dark power containing the weight of stars.

The overwhelming pressure of the Earthly Supreme Great Perfection was undisguised, carrying a tyrannical and aggressive nature.

Second place goes to Yue Wushuang, the "Heavenly Yin Woman".

She stood alone in a cool shadow, as if isolated from the surrounding noise.

She wore a long, silver dress as white as moonlight, the hem adorned with deep blue gemstones like the night sky. Her figure was slender and graceful, her temperament aloof and unparalleled, like a fairy from the moon palace descended to the darkness.

Her face was veiled by a thin veil, only revealing her perfect features and a pair of clear yet cold eyes that seemed to see through people's hearts and freeze their souls. There was no strong aura emanating from her, but an invisible aura that froze everything and eroded the mind was naturally present. If you got close to her, you would feel your spiritual energy flow become sluggish and your soul become cold.

Her beauty carried a deadly danger and nobility; her cultivation at the Great Perfection of the Earthly Sovereign was deeply hidden, making her even more unpredictable.

And at the very front, standing alone above the rest, even subtly ahead of the other four, was the legendary number one.

Night Emperor!
He turned his back to the crowd, facing the magnificent and boundless altar of eternal night.

He stood tall and straight, wearing a simple, unadorned black robe, his long, ink-black hair casually draped over his shoulders.

Even from behind, he gives the illusion of being a pillar supporting the sky and the earth, as if he were at the center of the entire dark world.

He emanated no spiritual energy fluctuations and had no imposing aura; he seemed like just an ordinary person.

However, this very ordinariness, when contrasted with the overwhelming auras of the surrounding geniuses, appears all the more eerie and terrifying!
When your gaze falls upon him, you are involuntarily drawn in, yet you also feel a tremor and awe stemming from your very life instincts, as if you are gazing into the abyss itself, or looking up at the source of darkness.

Even light falling within three feet of him would be silently extinguished, and sound would be swallowed up invisibly.

He stood there, seemingly independent of time and space, impervious to all laws and fleeing from all evil.

Even with its eyes focused and a trace of the Dark Ancestral Symbol's perception activated, the Night Falcon could only vaguely sense that beneath that seemingly ordinary figure lay a terrifying power, as immeasurable and incomprehensible as a sleeping ancient beast!
That level of power has indeed far exceeded the scope of the Great Perfection of Earthly Sovereign, and has faintly touched the threshold of another supreme realm, Heavenly Sovereign!

Although it's just a touch, the fundamental difference is like heaven and earth!
The Night Emperor... truly lives up to his name!
Night Falcon was also surprised; this person's strength far exceeded all his previous estimates!
No wonder Elder Black Nether gave such a solemn warning.

Just as all the prodigies and spectators stood silently waiting, the eternally dark sky above the altar suddenly underwent a dramatic change!
Rumble!
As if an invisible giant hand had torn the sky apart, two imposing figures, whose magnificence was indescribable and whose true forms could not be directly seen, slowly descended from the endless, high, dark void!

On the left was a figure, entirely black, as if formed from the purest darkness. Its form was blurry, yet it exuded an unparalleled majesty that could devour all things, end everything, and rule the eternal night. It was none other than Hei Tian, ​​one of the two patriarchs of the Hei Tian Ancient Clan!
On the right was a figure similar to Hei Tian, ​​emanating a vast divine might that suppressed eternity and ruled over darkness. This was another clan leader, Hei Di!

The true forms of two Saint-level Heavenly Sovereigns have descended!

The sheer pressure emanating from it was enough to freeze the entire forbidden area, making time seem to stand still!
Night Falcon was no stranger to the two Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereigns, Black Heaven and Black Earth. However, as an avatar, he naturally did not want to attract their attention, so he did his best to conceal his aura and disguise himself as a member of the Black Heaven Ancient Clan.

The countless clansmen below, including those geniuses at the Great Perfection of Earthly Sovereign, were all greatly shaken, feeling as insignificant as dust. They all bowed their heads, not daring to look directly at each other.

"Night Festival, Begin!"

A voice, imbued with the dual sounds of Tao, vast and ancient, seemingly emanating from the very end of the long river of time, resounded throughout heaven and earth, directly imprinting itself upon the depths of the soul of every living being.

Following the clan leader's decree, the dark divine runes on the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps of the Eternal Night Altar lit up one by one, starting from the bottom!

The dim light spread upwards like a tide, and each divine rune that lit up was accompanied by a sacrificial prayer that seemed to come from ancient times. The dark origin of the entire forbidden domain resonated and boiled!
The grand, sacred, desolate, and majestic sacrificial music played silently; it was the chanting of the ancient people, a hymn to darkness.

At the top of the altar, the distorted vortex began to spin faster, and bizarre and fantastical scenes could be vaguely seen inside.

Sometimes it resembles an inverted galaxy, sometimes it's like a gaping abyss, emanating a clearer, more alluring, yet also more dangerous aura of mystery.

The blurry figures of the two ancestors, Black Heaven and Black Earth, each stretched out a giant hand that covered the sky and cast mysterious and unfathomable ancient hand seals at the vortex at the top of the altar.

"The Gate of Night God... Open!"

boom!
The entire Dark Forbidden Zone seemed to tremble!
The vortex at the top of the altar suddenly expanded, transforming into a massive gate of light thousands of feet high, with chaotic dark lightning flowing along its edges!

Beyond the portal lies a deep, boundless dark world, brimming with unknowns and opportunities.

The Mysterious Night Realm is officially open!
The ultimate trial path to the Night God Ancient Body has been laid out before the fifty most outstanding geniuses of the Black Sky Ancient Clan!
Night Falcon took a deep breath, and in his pure black eyes, the flames of fighting spirit and determination burned fiercely.

He looked at the gate of light, then glanced at the five mountain-like figures in front of him.

The real competition has only just begun!
"Those who wish to enter the secret realm, carry your orders and proceed!" The solemn voice of the Black Abyss Ancestor, who presided over the ceremony, resounded throughout the entire venue.

Fifty black tokens, with an ancient design and exuding the same aura as the Light Gate, automatically flew towards Night Falcon and the other fifty prodigies.

Night Falcon gripped the token, feeling the spatial pull emanating from it, and stood up without hesitation.

Together with the other prodigies, they transformed into fifty streams of light, each a different color but containing powerful dark energy, and shot towards the Gate of the Night God, which connected the unknown and opportunities!

The grand night ceremony reached its climax.

A bloody yet glorious battle that will determine the future of the Black Heaven Ancient Clan and potentially even influence the entire world is about to unfold in the mysterious Night Realm! (End of Chapter)