I am the Thunder Emperor in the fight

Above the highlands, darkness surged like a tide.

Hei Wufeng's spiritual power erupted first!

The reason he attacked the Night Falcon was because the Night Falcon's reputation soared during the exchange meeting between the two races, making him almost a background figure.

More importantly, if he hadn't exhausted the spiritual power of the Holy Maiden Tai Ling beforehand, how could the Night Falcon have defeated Ling Su Xin?

Therefore, despite his pride, Hei Wufeng did not deliberately target the Night Falcon for its fame, but he did keep this grudge in his heart.

Now that he's in the Night Mystic Realm, he naturally wants to get his revenge and prove himself!

Within Hei Wufeng's body was a domineering, sharp, and majestic dark power, like a dark sun suddenly rising in the night, instantly illuminating the entire high ground.

He released his full power without holding back, his cultivation at the half-step Great Perfection stage was completely unleashed, creating a clear suppression of his realm compared to Night Falcon's Upper Earthly Supreme Peak!
"Night Falcon, let me see just how much you're made of!"

Hei Wufeng let out a cold shout and his figure shot up!

He didn't use any fancy supernatural powers, but instead threw out the most direct and violent punch!
This punch embodies his purest understanding of the path of darkness. Power, speed, and will are combined into a black fist aura refined to the extreme, tearing through the air and striking the Night Falcon's face!
Night Falcon's eyes narrowed slightly, but he neither flinched nor dodged, and instead met the attack with a punch of his own!
boom!
Two dark spiritual energies collided violently in the center of the highlands!
The violent shockwave exploded in a ring, shattering the surrounding cracked black rocks into dust!
Night Falcon swayed slightly and took three steps back, while Black Blade remained motionless!
"Is that all the power you have?" A hint of disappointment flashed in Hei Wufeng's eyes.

"If you can't even withstand my physical strength, what makes you think you can fight me?"

He pressed his advantage relentlessly, unleashing a barrage of punches like a storm!

Each punch was imbued with the immense spiritual power of a half-step Great Perfection cultivator. The punches were fierce and domineering, continuous and powerful, like a thousand troops galloping past, aiming to completely crush the Night Falcon!
The night falcon no longer tries to catch the attack head-on.

His figure suddenly became elusive, like a weightless feather, swaying, flickering, and wandering in the violent wind of Hei Wufeng's punches.

Every punch from Hei Wufeng seemed to hit him, but at the last moment, most of the force was dissipated by layers of supple dark ripples, and less than 30% of it actually landed on him.

"All you can do is dodge?!" Hei Wufeng roared, his attacks becoming even more ferocious.

However, the night falcon remained unmoved.

As he moved about, he quietly laid out an invisible web of shadows, and the force of the punches he deflected did not completely dissipate.

Instead, it was drawn, transformed, and rewoven by his spiritual power, turning into countless dark threads that were indistinguishable to the naked eye, quietly wrapping and intertwining around Hei Wufeng's body.

When Hei Wufeng unleashed his thirty-seventh punch, Night Falcon finally moved!
He stopped dodging and instead stepped forward to meet the powerful fist force that was capable of shattering mountains!
"Shadow... Thousand Threads Kill!"

As he spoke in a deep voice, the dark threads that had been quietly woven around Hei Wufeng for a long time suddenly tightened!

Hei Wufeng froze!
He was horrified to discover that the key points of his limbs and the flow of spiritual energy were tightly bound and sealed by countless fine and tough dark threads!
Those threads had somehow seeped into his protective spiritual power, and some of them had even quietly entered his meridians!
"You!" Hei Wufeng's pupils shrank sharply; he had never seen such a bizarre fighting style before!
The night falcon gave him no chance to break free.

The instant Hei Wufeng froze, his true form had already approached like a ghost, his right hand's five fingers together like a knife, stabbing straight at Hei Wufeng!

"Dream on!" Hei Wufeng roared, exerting all his strength to circulate his spiritual power and forcefully sever half of the threads!

Just as the Night Falcon's palm strike was about to hit him, he managed to turn to the side and strike the Night Falcon's chest with his own palm!
boom!
Both of them were infected at the same time!

Hei Wufeng's palm strike sent the Night Falcon flying backward, tumbling several times in the air before regaining its footing, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of its mouth.

Although Hei Wufeng avoided vital points, he was grazed in the ribs by Night Falcon's palm strike, and a deep wound that exposed bone appeared, with black blood gushing out!

Even more terrifying was that the extremely pure dark spiritual power contained in the Night Falcon's Palm Blade was frantically eroding his body like a bone-deep infection!

The essence of that spiritual power was actually more profound and refined than his half-step Great Perfection spiritual power!
"What... what kind of spiritual power is this?!" Hei Wufeng's expression changed drastically as he frantically channeled his own spiritual power in an attempt to expel the invading force.

But he discovered that, like snow melting in boiling water, his spiritual power was being gradually assimilated and devoured by the other party!
A smile appeared on the corner of Night Falcon's mouth, and dark spiritual energy surged around him once again. Although his aura was slightly unstable, his fighting spirit increased rather than decreased.

He didn't give Hei Wufeng a chance to catch his breath. Taking advantage of the moment when the other party was busy suppressing the invading power in his body, he pounced again!

This time, his offensive was no longer a hit-and-run tactic, but a fierce frontal assault like a storm!

"Shadow Chop!"

"Shadow Piercing Heart Strike!"

"Shadow Slash Combo!"

He wielded a variety of refined and ruthless shadow magic techniques with ease, each move aimed at Hei Wufeng's vital points!

He abandoned the shortcut and chose the most direct and violent method: to confront Hei Wufeng head-on!

Boom boom boom boom!

On the high ground, two figures clashed wildly, the roar of their colliding dark spiritual energy like rolling thunder!

Although Hei Wufeng was at a higher level, the invading spiritual energy within his body diverted a large amount of his attention, preventing him from unleashing his full strength.

Although the Night Falcon's cultivation level was slightly lower, his spiritual power was pure, his moves were ruthless, and his fighting will was as tough as steel, making him stronger the more he fought!

The two fought from the high ground to the lowlands, and from the lowlands to the cliffs. Wherever they went, rocks crumbled and the earth cracked!
Fifty moves!
One hundred moves!

Two hundred moves!
When the battle had progressed to three hundred moves, the two stopped almost simultaneously, standing a hundred feet apart, panting heavily.

Hei Wufeng's eyes burned with fighting spirit, and he no longer showed the slightest contempt.

The brief exchange had already made him realize that this Night Falcon, who was not from the direct lineage, was no opponent he could easily crush.

He slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers loosely clenched, and the spiritual energy around him suddenly collapsed inward, as if gathering all the darkness of the entire world into his palm.

"Night Falcon, your ability to get this far truly exceeds my expectations," Hei Wufeng's voice was low and solemn.

"But if you can't handle this next move, you're not qualified to move forward."

As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of pitch-black spiritual light suddenly burst forth from his palm!

The light was as deep as a black hole, yet it was clearly visible, as if it had condensed all the darkness in the world into a single point.

Within the spiritual light, a miniature, dark throne phantom emanating endless pressure could be vaguely seen!
"The Dark Emperor's World-Suppressing Technique, the Throne Stands on the Abyss!"

Hei Wufeng unleashed a palm strike!
The ball of dark spiritual light exploded, transforming into a dark throne hundreds of feet tall, formed entirely from the most condensed dark spiritual energy!
On the throne, countless ancient shadow runes flowed, exuding supreme majesty that suppressed eternity and ruled over all darkness!

It hovered in the void, slowly rotating. With each rotation, it drew in the dark power of heaven and earth, which gathered wildly and crushed down on the Night Falcon!

"The Dark Emperor's World-Suppressing Technique, Hei Wufeng actually mastered it?" "For a high-level Earthly Sovereign to force a half-step Great Perfection cultivator to such a state, this Night Falcon is truly formidable!"

"Yes, we originally thought Hei Wufeng had the victory in his grasp, but we didn't expect the two to be locked in such a stalemate..."

……

Outside the secret realm, many members of the Black Sky Ancient Clan, upon seeing the battle unfolding on the light screen, began to whisper amongst themselves, their faces filled with surprise.

Dark Emperor Hei Wufeng is the clan's top genius. Apart from those five monsters, he is almost unmatched among the younger generation.

Although Night Falcon is a strong dark horse, many people believe that its strength is obviously inferior to Black Wufeng's, especially since the latter has now broken through to the half-step Great Perfection.

But to everyone's surprise, the Night Falcon actually gained a slight advantage in this competition, a sight that even the high-ranking members of the ancient clans couldn't help but admire...

"What a magnificent throne perched on the abyss!"

At this moment, inside the secret realm, upon seeing this, the Night Falcon's eyes flashed with a sharp light. Instead of retreating, it advanced, taking a step forward!
He rapidly formed hand seals in front of his chest, and dark spiritual energy surged forth from his body as if boiling, condensing into an enormous, pitch-black rune above his head!

The runes slowly rotated, with countless tiny shadow vortexes flowing across them, each vortex seemingly capable of devouring everything!
"Shadow Mastery, Devouring the Abyss and Heaven!"

The runes suddenly expanded, transforming into a black vortex with a diameter of a hundred feet!

The center of the vortex was incredibly deep, as if connected to a bottomless abyss, radiating a terrifying devouring power!

The dark throne that was pressing down began to tremble violently as it was swallowed by the vortex. The shadow runes on its surface kept shattering and turning into wisps of black smoke that were sucked into the vortex!
"You want to devour my throne? Dream on!" Hei Wufeng roared, pressing his hands down sharply!
The dark throne trembled violently, no longer passively suppressed, but instead crashing down on its own!

It crashed into the vortex with earth-shattering force!

Rumble!
A deafening explosion erupted!

The vortex and the throne clashed fiercely, devouring and annihilating each other!
A violent dark shockwave swept in all directions, flattening all the protruding rocks around the highlands, and even distorting space itself, creating countless fine black cracks!
The stalemate lasted for a full five breaths!
boom!
The vortex and the throne exploded simultaneously!
"They actually accepted it..." Upon seeing this, Hei Wufeng's expression changed, his voice became hoarse, and a complex light flashed in his eyes.

"I admit, you are qualified to compete with me."

He slowly straightened up, and his spiritual energy circulated in an unprecedented way, showing signs of burning!
That's a sign that the strongest attack is unleashed at the cost of burning one's life force!

"This next move is my strongest divine power. If you can withstand it, I, Hei Wufeng... concede!"

He formed an extremely ancient and complex hand seal with his hands.

With each step of the hand seal completed, his aura weakened, but the power gathering in the void behind him surged at an alarming rate!

That was a complete, towering Shadow Emperor Dharma Image, thousands of feet tall!

Unlike the fleeting phantoms that had formed hastily on the martial arts stage before, this time the Dharma form was solid and tangible, draped in a dark gold imperial robe and wearing a twelve-tassel crown. Its face was as majestic as a deity, and its eyes were closed, as if a sleeping dark emperor was awakening!
"The Dark Emperor's World-Suppressing Technique, the Emperor Descends Upon the Mortal World!"

Hei Wufeng bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood into the Dharma Image!

The Shadow Emperor's Dharma Image suddenly opened its eyes!

Those eyes had no whites, only pure, endless darkness, as if the abyss itself was gazing upon the world!

It slowly raised its right hand and pressed it down towards the night falcon!
This palm strike enveloped heaven and earth!

The night falcon felt as if it had become a drop in the ocean, an ant in the sky, insignificant, humble, and powerless to resist!
He took a deep breath, his ten fingers flicked rapidly, and the Eternal Night Tentacle Gloves shone with a dark light. At the same time, he also drew out all the dark source power of the Dark Ancestral Symbol!

"Touch of Eternal Night, a Thousand Threads Converge!"

"Dark King-Slaying Spear!"

Hiss!

Countless strands of dark ancestral rune essence, finer than a hair, shot out from his ten fingers!

These dark threads did not travel in straight lines, but intertwined and coiled in the air, instantly weaving into a huge, pitch-black spear!

The Dark Spear seemed to flow with pure Dark Ancestral Symbol power, and at the tip of the spear, tiny dark vortexes condensed, radiating terrifying cutting and devouring power!
The Emperor's massive palm crashed down!
The spear of darkness, defying the heavens!

The moment the two collided!

No sound.

It was as if all sound had been lost in the world.

Only a blinding, all-consuming darkness suddenly expanded and spread from the point of impact!
The darkness lasted for a full three breaths.

After three breaths, it slowly dissipated.

The high ground is gone, leaving only a huge pit with a diameter of thousands of feet and a bottomless depth.

At the edge of the giant pit, Night Falcon knelt on one knee, his breath weak, yet he still kept his back straight, stubbornly holding on and not falling.

At the other end of the giant pit, Hei Wufeng lay face up on the broken rocks, his eyes staring at the dark gray sky, his gaze filled with confusion and complexity.

He tried to move his fingers, but found that all his spiritual energy was exhausted, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

a long time.

Hei Wufeng coughed up blood, his hoarse voice ringing out: "You... won."

Night Falcon raised its head, looked at Black Blade in the distance, wiped the blood from the corner of its mouth, and nodded slightly without saying a word.

Hei Wufeng struggled to sit up, gave the Night Falcon a deep look, his eyes no longer showing any contempt or resentment, but only extremely complex shock and recognition.

He raised his hand and tossed his secret realm token to the Night Falcon—a sign of the loser's approval.

"I accept defeat wholeheartedly in this battle." Hei Wufeng slowly stood up, his body swaying, yet he still maintained the last pride of the Dark Emperor.

"Night Falcon... Remember, those in the top five are stronger than me. If you want to go further, you need even greater strength."

After saying that, he turned around and staggered away into the darkness in the distance, leaving the Black Sky Ancient Clan members outside the secret realm in shock.

The Dark Emperor has actually been defeated… (End of Chapter)