I am the Thunder Emperor in the fight

On the main stands, before the high-ranking officials' conversation had even finished, the battle between Night Falcon and Bone Yama on the light screen had already fully erupted.

This conflict, which some elders considered 'potentially going to be difficult,' progressed so quickly and ended so decisively that it far exceeded the expectations of most people.

On the screen of light, Bone Yama's ghostly aura surged, his ten fingers like hooks, each claw strike carrying a potent poison capable of corroding spiritual energy, his attacks fierce and vicious.

However, the night falcon's figure was like a true phantom, drifting erratically amidst the swarms of poisonous claws and ghostly energy, as if it were not being attacked, but rather strolling leisurely.

The next moment, something unexpected happened.

Instead of retreating, the Night Falcon advanced, actually meeting Bone Yama's most ferocious Ten Thousand Poison Heart-Devouring Claw head-on, crashing straight into his arms!
Bone Yama was both surprised and delighted. He was surprised that the other party was so arrogant, but delighted that his claw had landed solidly on the other party's chest, which would surely cause the poison to enter his lungs and greatly reduce his fighting strength!
However, his smile froze on his face before it could fully bloom.

That claw, powerful enough to corrode gold and iron, struck the night falcon's chest as if it had struck a resilient, bottomless dark swamp.

The force was gradually dissipated, and the toxins disappeared without a trace, like a mud ox sinking into the sea!
"Shadow...devour."

The Night Falcon's indifferent voice rang out, and the darkness that had been coiled around his chest suddenly erupted with a terrifying suction force, not only swallowing up Bone Yama's poisonous power, but also firmly adhering to his entire arm!

Bone Yama was horrified and tried to retreat, but it was too late.

Night Falcon raised his right hand, and his five fingers, covered with the Touch of Eternal Night, casually tapped the top of Bone Yama's head, the movement as calm as picking a ripe fruit.

"You!" Bone Yama's pupils shrank suddenly, fear seeping into his spine like ice water.

He was not given any chance to struggle.

The dark spiritual power in the Night Falcon's palm surged forth, and a shadow of extreme condensation tremor poured into it from the top of his head, instantly shattering the protective ghost energy and poison power around Bone Yama, and even shattering his soul into pieces!
Bone Yama trembled violently, his eyes rolled back, and dark red blood seeped from his seven orifices. He collapsed to the ground like a piece of rotten wood, without making a sound.

He is not dead, but his combat power has been completely crippled. His journey in the secret realm has come to an end.

From the start of the fight to his defeat, it took no more than ten breaths.

Decisive and swift, clean and efficient.

After a brief silence in front of the light screen, gasps of amazement surged forth like a tide.

"This...this is it?"

"Bone Yama didn't even have time to unleash his most powerful poison technique?!"

"What kind of defensive mechanism is that? It can actually absorb attacks directly?"

"The two are at similar levels, and Bone Yama has been famous for a long time, yet he was so...crushed by Night Falcon?"

From beneath Elder Yin Gu's black robes came a very soft and deep snort, but he ultimately did not utter a single word.

The limp, mud-like Bone Yama on the screen was like a silent slap in the face, making all the previous comments that Night Falcon would have to go through some trouble seem particularly ridiculous.

Elder Heiming stroked his beard and chuckled. His voice was not loud, but it reached the ears of the surrounding elders: "This boy's understanding of the Way of Shadow has reached a state of perfection. Although Bone Yama is not weak, he did not lose unjustly."

An elder who was usually neutral and in charge of managing the clan's armory nodded slightly and rarely spoke up, praising: "Decisive, swift, and without any hesitation."

This young man not only possesses solid cultivation, but his combat intelligence is also superb. He may go even further in the secret realm than I anticipated.”

Even the withered elder in charge of the Secret Scripture Pavilion pondered for a moment before changing his tune, saying, "Judging from this battle alone, this boy does indeed have the potential to compete for the top ranks."

Aside from the top five, he and Hei Wufeng are undoubtedly in the strongest tier. As for whether they can shake those others…” He paused, not continuing, but the disdain in his tone had largely dissipated.

Elder Mo Yuan stroked his beard without speaking, but a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

When he bestowed the Dark Origin Star Essence upon this Night Falcon, he sensed that this boy possessed extraordinary potential, and today's battle has proven his judgment correct.

The two clan leaders, Black Sky and Black Earth, who were suspended in the void, did not speak again, but their gazes did not leave the light screen where the Night Falcon was located. That momentary pause was itself an attitude.

Amidst the accolades from the outside world, Night Falcon remained calm within the secret realm, as if he had merely performed a trivial task. Having broken through to the Upper Earthly Sovereign realm, he and Bone Yama were now on equal footing. In the past, Night Falcon had easily overcome opponents of higher levels, and now, facing a powerhouse of equal strength, victory was naturally assured.

Night Falcon remained expressionless as he bent down to pick up the secret realm token that Bone Yama had dropped. Some of the energy from the mark automatically flowed to his token, causing the shadow mark above his head to brighten slightly.

He then casually collected a few useful items scattered on Bone Yama's body, and naturally also took the three "Dark Vein Golden Pattern Grasses" into his possession.

Throughout the entire process, he didn't glance at Bone Yama even once, as if he didn't even consider him a threat. This caused an undisguised fear and horror to flash deep within the latter's resentful eyes.

The Night Falcon's strength was far beyond his expectations!
Sheathing his sword, he finished his task and dusted off his clothes.

After a brief moment of adjustment, he transformed into a dark streak of light once more and quietly sped deeper into the secret realm.
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The deeper you venture into this mysterious realm at night, the more eerie and unpredictable it becomes.

The night falcon traveled alone through a "dark forest" composed of countless upside-down black stalagmites. The surroundings were almost deathly silent, with only occasional muffled echoes from the far distance, whether beastly roars or bursts of energy, it was hard to tell.

He had been exploring alone for about three hours, hunting down several wandering Nightmares along the way. His mark had become more solidified, and he had also found a very old Nether Orchid in a hidden crevice and added it to his collection.

He did not rush to pursue the call of the core of the secret realm, nor did he get too entangled with other competitors.

Having experienced the battle with Bone Yama, his style has become increasingly calm and experienced, like a true shadow hunter, patient, silent, and waiting for the right moment to strike.

However, this solitary journey did not last long.

As he passed through the dark forest and stepped onto a wide, open highland covered with cracked black rocks, a familiar and powerful aura, like an invisible mountain, loomed across the void before him.

The night falcon paused, its pure black eyes narrowing slightly.

In the center of the high ground, a figure stood with his back to him, surrounded by a dark spiritual power as deep as night, his robes fluttering slightly in the still air.

The man slowly turned around.

His face was cold and stern, his eyes sharp as knives, and his brows held an ingrained pride and fighting spirit.

Black without a blade.

The former "Dark Emperor" was defeated by the Holy Maiden of Tai Ling, but he also made a breakthrough after the defeat. Now his aura is more refined and profound than it was during the exchange meeting, and he has faintly touched the edge of the Great Perfection of the Earthly Sovereign.

He looked at the night falcon, but did not act immediately, nor did he exchange any further pleasantries.

He spoke softly, his voice like a cold spring striking a stone.

"Defeating that trash Bone Yama is nothing special. I'm waiting for you here, just to confirm one thing with my own eyes."

The night falcon stood still, met his gaze, and calmly asked, "What is it?"

A fierce fighting spirit suddenly ignited in Hei Wufeng's eyes.

"When you defeated the Holy Maiden Tai Ling that day, did you take advantage of the wear and tear, or... did you truly possess strength comparable to hers?"

He paused, speaking slowly and deliberately.

"Now, prove it to me yourself."

As soon as the words were spoken, dark spiritual energy surged like a raging torrent above the high ground.

It's on the verge!
Meanwhile, outside the secret realm, countless gazes in front of the light screen were once again focused on this place.

Compared to Bone Yama, Dark Emperor Hei Wufeng's reputation was clearly much more prominent within the Black Heaven Ancient Clan. When Night Emperor and others rarely appeared for the past five days, Dark Emperor Hei Wufeng was practically the face of the Black Heaven Ancient Clan.

Although Night Falcon was a dark horse that rose rapidly, its strength was evident after defeating Bone Yama.

The clash between the two immediately attracted a lot of attention… (End of Chapter)