I am the Thunder Emperor in the fight

Holding the cool, ancient secret realm token in his hand, Night Falcon felt a powerful spatial pull that was irresistible.

He and the other forty-nine figures transformed into streaks of light, like moths to a flame, and rushed toward the Gate of the Night God, which was a thousand feet high and flowed with chaotic dark lightning.

The moment I passed through the portal of light, there was no violent tearing or dizziness as I had imagined.

It was as if we had only passed through a thin curtain of water, and the scene before us had been completely transformed.

Mysterious night.

This is not an independent space or a broken continent in the usual sense, but a bizarre world that seems to have been forcibly blended and shaped by the most primordial darkness and chaos.

The sky is a perpetual dark gray, devoid of sun, moon, and stars, only twisted and writhing dark clouds that seem to be alive. Occasionally, eerie flashes of pale white or dark purple lightning silently streak across the sky, illuminating the bizarre and colorful earth below.

The air was heavy and viscous, containing a rich yet violent dark spiritual energy, mixed with fragments of negative emotions and an unchanging sense of desolation and death. If inhaled, it must be carefully refined, otherwise it can easily affect one's mind.

The land presented a morbid hue of interwoven dark red and deep black, with extremely distorted terrain.

There are towering black peaks that reach into the clouds, shaped like ferocious fangs, their bodies covered with dark red veins that pulsate like blood vessels. There are bottomless rift valleys that steam with corrosive black mist, and from the bottom of the valleys come faint, chilling gnawing sounds.

There are vast plains covered with twisting, writhing shadow plants that seem to have life, as well as broken landmasses and islands floating in mid-air, slowly moving, with crumbling walls and ruins on them, exuding an ancient and dilapidated aura.

Further away, the silhouettes of enormous, unimaginably large shadows could be vaguely seen, like mountains, giant beasts, or collapsed palaces, silently lurking in the thick, dark mist, emanating a chilling pressure.

The flow of time and spatial structure within the secret realm seem to differ from those in the outside world, creating a sense of uncertainty.

Night Falcon could feel that the secret realm token in his hand was slightly warm, forming some kind of connection with this world. It not only provided basic directional guidance, but also seemed to contain a weak layer of protection, which could slightly offset the erosion of negative energy in the environment.

Almost the instant all fifty people entered the secret realm, the tokens in their hands simultaneously lit up faintly, and above each person's head, a faint shadow mark formed by the secret realm appeared out of thin air.

The marks initially appeared as simple dark dots of light, but the night falcons could sense that these marks seemed to record their behavior in the secret realm.

Perhaps killing specific monsters, obtaining valuable resources, deciphering ancient ruins, or even defeating other competitors can all cause the mark to grow and change. This could very well affect the final ranking and rewards, or even the qualification to delve into the core of the secret realm.

Meanwhile, outside, above the Night Sacrifice Altar, the two Ancestors, Black Heaven and Black Earth, had not left.

Beneath their imposing figures, a massive light screen, tens of thousands of feet long and formed from pure dark spiritual energy, was slowly unfolding.

On the light screen, dozens of images of varying sizes were displayed, clearly showing the figures of fifty prodigies in the secret realm and their surrounding environment!
Through this Mirror of the Night God, all the high-ranking members and core members of the Black Sky Ancient Clan who were watching the ceremony could observe the movements within the secret realm in real time!

This serves not only as a means of monitoring and preventing uncontrollable accidents, but also as an evaluation of the performance of younger colleagues, and as an invisible form of encouragement and demonstration.

Every move everyone made in the secret realm was exposed to the highest levels of the clan and countless fellow clansmen!
"The Mirror of the Night God has been opened." The voice of the Black Abyss Ancestor resounded throughout the viewing area.

"Gentlemen, you may quietly observe our clan's heroes displaying their extraordinary abilities and vying for destiny in this ancient secret realm!"

Countless eyes immediately focused on the light screen, searching for the figure they were interested in, and murmurs arose.

The Night Mystic Realm is not only the most mysterious place of the Black Sky Ancient Clan, where there are many treasures and adventures, but more importantly, the original Dharma body 'Night God Ancient Body' possessed by the Black Sky Ancient Clan is located in the Night Mystic Realm.

The Night God Ancient Body is one of the five original Dharma bodies in the Great Thousand World. Although countless geniuses of the Black Sky Ancient Clan have failed to gain its recognition over tens of thousands of years, the Night God Ancient Body has always received a high level of attention from the Black Sky Ancient Clan.

Moreover, among the prodigies who entered the secret realm this time was Night Emperor, hailed as the strongest genius of the Black Heaven Ancient Clan in ten thousand years. Countless clansmen were curious whether Night Emperor could gain the recognition of the Night God Ancient Body…

Meanwhile, within the secret realm, the fifty prodigies quickly sprang into action after a brief period of adjustment.

No one wanted to appear weak or waste time in front of hundreds of thousands of people.

Most people chose to immediately rush towards the faint call from the depths of the secret realm, trying to seize the initiative.

However, some people are more cautious and first explore the surroundings to familiarize themselves with the environment, hunt some wandering Nightmares derived from the dark energy of the secret realm to obtain marks for growth, and collect any local resources that may exist.

Night Falcon did not venture too far, knowing full well that the place was fraught with danger and that his competitors were no ordinary men.

He first took a few breaths to adjust his own condition to its best, and then fully activated the perception of the Dark Ancestral Symbol to carefully explore the environment within a radius of dozens of miles.

His perception was deeper and clearer than others.

He could sense the monstrous, bone-spiky shadowy fish lurking in the underground currents, hear the eerie, soul-stirring whispers coming from the twisted forests in the distance, and judge where treasures might be hidden and where deadly traps might be.

Night Falcon quickly analyzed the situation and, based on the token's guidance, decided to first explore the suspected ruins in the southeast direction.

Ruins often signify both opportunity and challenge, making them a great place to quickly enhance one's mark and gather intelligence.

With a flicker, he transformed into a dark streak of light that almost blended into his surroundings, skimming along the undulating, strange ground and disappearing without a trace.

His exquisite movements and thorough concealment drew silent approval from some of the higher-ups watching him through the external light screen. "This young man is calm, perceptive, decisive, and adept at hiding; he's a promising talent," an elder in charge of the Martial Arts Hall said, stroking his beard.

"Hmph, it's just that his perception comes from some fortuitous encounters. The real test is yet to come," a powerful figure under Elder Yin Gu said coldly.

The Night Falcon moved extremely fast and perfectly avoided several areas of energy turbulence and lurking Nightmare nests that it sensed.

He quickly approached the area.

It was a valley located between two strange black mountains, filled with a light gray mist. Within the mist, fragments of broken, extremely ancient stone pillars and altars could be vaguely seen.

The runes inscribed on it were already incomplete, but they still emitted a faint, ancient fluctuation that shared the same origin as the current Black Sky Ancient Clan rune system.

In the center of the valley, there seemed to be a spring that had long since dried up. Beside the spring, there grew three strange little grasses that were entirely black, but whose leaves had dark golden veins, exuding an alluring, pure, dark aura.

Dark Vein Golden Pattern Grass, a rare and precious medicine for tempering the body and condensing the soul!
However, just as the night falcon quietly approached the edge of the valley, preparing to explore further, a cold, sinister, and malicious aura, like a leech, suddenly locked onto him from the side and behind!

The night falcon stopped abruptly, its pure black eyes instantly turning towards the source of the aura.

About a hundred feet away, on a jagged black rock, a figure appeared out of nowhere.

The man was tall and thin, wearing a black robe embroidered with pale skulls and twisted poisonous insect patterns, and a bone mask with only his eyes showing, carved with a tormented ghost face.

He is one of the representatives under Elder Yin Gu who entered the secret realm this time. He is quite strong and has always been hostile to Night Falcon.

Bone Yama's eyes, peering through the holes in his mask, were like two flickering will-o'-the-wisps, fixed intently on the Night Falcon, making no attempt to conceal his murderous intent and greed.

His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if bones were grinding together: "Night Falcon? What a coincidence, I didn't expect to run into Elder Black Nether's most prized hound as soon as I came in."

It seems even fate intends for me to collect some interest first, and incidentally... steal your opportunity!

His gaze swept over the three dark-veined golden-patterned grasses in the valley, and his will-o'-the-wisps of greed intensified.

Clearly, he had also discovered the spiritual herbs here and intended to monopolize them, while the appearance of the night falcon was seen by him as an obstacle and... prey!
Outside, the screen switched to a scene of Night Falcon confronting Bone Yama.

"Oh? So Bone Yama has his eye on the Night Falcon?"

"The two represent the Black Netherworld lineage and the Yin Bone lineage respectively, and they have a long-standing feud. This is going to be a good show!"

"Bone Yama cultivates the 'Ten Thousand Poisons Corroding Bone Technique,' a vicious and insidious poison technique. He also possesses several malevolent sacred artifacts bestowed by Elder Yin Bone, and has been a Supreme Earthly Being for many years. He ranks seventh on the clan's list of prodigies. Although Night Falcon is strong, encountering such an opponent so soon after entering the clan will likely cause him considerable trouble."

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"Let's see how the Night Falcon responds. If it retreats, it will inevitably fall into a disadvantageous position. If it fights, it will exhaust itself too early, which will be detrimental to the later stages."

Those from the Black Nether Elders' faction looked worried, while those from the Yin Bone Elders' faction looked on with anticipation.

The Black Abyss Ancestor and other high-ranking officials remained calm and observed the situation.

In the secret realm, Night Falcon remained calm despite facing Bone Yama's undisguised hostility and murderous intent.

He slowly turned around, his pure black eyes meeting the two points of will-o'-the-wisp, his voice indifferent: "Bone Yama? A rat in the gutter, daring to make a racket."

Want the spirit herb? Come and get it if you can, but I'm afraid you won't have the life to do so.

Before he finished speaking, the Night Falcon's aura suddenly changed, and he unleashed his cultivation as a Supreme Earthly Sovereign without reservation!
The pure and vast dark spiritual energy surged, faintly carrying a star-like glow, instantly forcing the invading sinister aura back several feet!

At the same time, on his right hand, the Tentacle of Eternal Night glowed with an eerie light, poised to strike.

Since conflict is inevitable, let's use swift and decisive measures to deter the villains and set the stage for our journey to the secret realm!
Bone Yama sensed the Night Falcon's far more powerful aura than anticipated. The ghostly fire in his eyes shrank slightly, but was quickly replaced by a deeper ruthlessness.

"A Supreme Earthly Sovereign? It seems the Dark Origin Star Marrow really gave you the audacity! However, today I'll show you that cultivation level doesn't mean everything! Die!"

He let out a sharp cry and his figure shot up like a ghost.

The fingernails on both hands instantly turned pitch black and long, carrying a foul-smelling poisonous wind that transformed into countless ghostly claw phantoms, enveloping the vital points around the Night Falcon's body!

Where the claw-like wind passed, even the air hissed and corroded!

Battle is imminent!
A cold glint flashed in the Night Falcon's eyes. Instead of retreating, it advanced and took the initiative to meet the attack!
The first direct conflict in the Night Mystery Realm broke out shortly after entering!

The outbreak of this battle was clearly presented to all the high-ranking members of the Black Sky Ancient Clan through the Mirror of Night… (End of Chapter)