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After defeating Yu Lian, the Night Falcon did not stop, but continued to fly deeper into the secret realm.

The cost of defeating the Demon Mother was far greater than it appeared on the surface.

He had more than ten wounds all over his body. The wound on his left shoulder, which had been corroded by dark death energy, still sent chills down his spine. Inside his chest, a chaotic death energy was surging wildly, trying to erode his internal organs.

Fortunately, the Dark Ancestral Symbol has been releasing its primal power to help suppress the injury, so it shouldn't be long before it fully recovers.

At the same time, the faint call from the depths of the secret realm became clearer and clearer. It was a resonance from the depths of the soul, as if something was calling to the Night Falcon and urging him on.

But as he passed through a strange area composed of countless black crystal clusters, the scene before him suddenly changed.

Ahead lay no longer the twisted terrain and pervasive dark fog, but a vast, eerily empty plain.

The plains are vast and boundless, the ground is as smooth as a mirror, and the whole surface is a deep dark purple, as if it were a huge piece of amethyst.

The strangest thing is that there is not a single energy fluctuation on this plain, no wind, no light, and even the air seems to be frozen.

Dead silence.

Absolute silence.

The night falcon paused, its dark eyes revealing an unprecedented seriousness.

His senses were completely ineffective on this plain. His mental probes, which could originally cover dozens of miles, were now like mud oxen sinking into the sea, disappearing without a trace as soon as they extended three zhang (approximately 10 meters) beyond his body.

"What...what kind of place is this?"

He tentatively took a step forward.

The moment the ball of the foot landed, something unexpected happened!

hum!
The entire dark purple plain suddenly lit up!

Countless ancient runes, so intricate they were almost supernatural, emerged from the depths of the earth like a colossal beast awakened from a slumber of ten thousand years, densely covering everything in sight!
These runes flowed with a dark purple light, intertwining and connecting with each other, forming a huge array that covered the sky and the earth in the blink of an eye!

Night Falcon's expression changed drastically, and he tried to retreat!

However, it was too late.

boom!
A purple beam of light, hundreds of feet in diameter, shot into the sky from beneath his feet!

The pillar of light contained the purest power of darkness, yet it also carried an indescribable ancient pressure, as if it were a judgment from an ancient dark king!

Night Falcon felt an irresistible force locking him firmly in place, fixing him in place and unable to move!
The beam of light lasted for three breaths before slowly dissipating.

The night falcon's face was filled with surprise and uncertainty, and cold sweat soaked its back.

If the beam of light hadn't merely locked onto him rather than attacked him, he would probably have been reduced to ashes by now.

"Is this... a test from the secret realm?" he murmured.

As if in response to his question, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the eternal dark gray sky above the plain.

From within the crevice, countless purple-gold runes cascaded down like a waterfall, weaving into lines of ancient text in the void.

"The path of the Night God is fraught with peril, with only one chance of survival."

Those who enter this formation must pass three tests.

First level: Shadow Abyss.

Only those who cross the abyss can move forward.

The loser is utterly destroyed, body and soul.

The words slowly dissipated, and at the end of the plain, the once smooth and mirror-like ground suddenly cracked open into an endless abyss!

The abyss was of unknown width and bottomless depth, with only endless darkness churning within it. The darkness was so dense and pure that it seemed capable of swallowing up everything in the world!
The Night Falcon felt a chill run down its spine.

The abyss felt more terrifying to him than any of his previous opponents.

That was a force that no human could withstand, but a terrifying test that originated from the secret realm itself and was passed down from ancient times!

He took a deep breath and slowly walked towards the edge of the abyss.

Looking down, there was a surging darkness below, seemingly alive.

In the darkness, countless twisted shadows could be vaguely seen struggling, howling, and frantically climbing upwards, only to be dragged back down by the deeper darkness time and time again.

What is that? Is it a loser trapped in the abyss? Or some kind of illusion condensed from a secret realm?
Night Falcon frowned slightly, then quickly regained his calm and composed expression.

Regardless, the ancient body of the Night God was right before his eyes; he had to go.

The next moment, he closed his eyes, immersing his mind in the Supreme Sea to communicate with the Dark Ancestral Symbol.

The Dark Ancestral Symbol trembled slightly, releasing a wisp of primordial power that merged with its own dark spiritual energy.

He opened his eyes, and within his pure black pupils, it seemed as if a deeper vortex was slowly swirling.

"The Way of Shadow originates from darkness; it uses darkness to overcome darkness, so what is there to fear?"

He took a step forward, traversing the air, his figure already suspended above the abyss! In an instant, the darkness below surged wildly like an enraged beast!
Countless jet-black tentacles shot out from the abyss, wrapping around the Night Falcon!

The tentacles were so fast and so numerous that they were practically overwhelming!
Night Falcon's eyes narrowed, and his ten fingers flicked rapidly. The Tentacle of Eternal Night glowed brightly, and countless dark threads shot out, colliding violently with the tentacles!

Puff puff puff!

Silk threads and tentacles intertwine, entwine, and tear! For every tentacle severed, more tentacles surge forth from the abyss!
They are endless, as if they can never be killed!

The night falcon gritted its teeth, manipulating its silken threads to fend off the tentacles while rapidly leaping forward!
He must cross this abyss before his spiritual power is exhausted!
Breathe!
Ten breaths!

Thirty breaths!
The abyss was ten thousand feet wide, and he had only managed to cross a third of it!

His spiritual energy had been depleted by more than half, and the number of those dark threads began to decrease. Several tentacles had broken through the defenses and almost dragged him into the abyss!

"If this continues... we're doomed!" Night Falcon's mind raced, searching for a way out.

Suddenly, a thought struck him.

These tentacles... do not seem to have appeared out of thin air, but rather originated from the surging darkness in the abyss.

And for some reason, the essence of that darkness was roughly equal in origin to the dark spiritual power within his body and the power of the dark ancestral symbol!
"Since their origins are similar... then they are not enemies, but..."

A glint flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly dispelled all his defenses, even actively gathering his protective spiritual energy into his body!
With no further obstruction, the tentacles frantically wrapped around his limbs and torso, dragging him downwards!

At the critical moment, the Night Falcon suddenly activated the Dark Ancestral Symbol deep within the Supreme Sea!
The ancestral symbol trembled violently, releasing a vast, ancient, and extremely pure aura of dark origin!
This aura spread out from him and swept in all directions!
The tentacles that were wrapped around him suddenly froze.

The next moment, they slowly loosened, and even... trembled slightly, as if they were paying homage to a king!
A sharp glint flashed in the Night Falcon's eyes, and its deep voice echoed through the abyss: "I inherit the origin of the Ancestral Symbol, and am also a member of the Dark Ones! We are both of the Dark Ones, why should we fight each other? Disperse!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the churning darkness of the abyss actually began to subside!
The tentacles stopped attacking and instead coalesced at the feet of the night falcon into a straight, dark path leading to the other side!
Without the slightest hesitation, the Night Falcon strode forward along the path formed by darkness!
Even the widest abyss has an end.

As he stepped onto the solid ground on the opposite bank, the boundless abyss behind him slowly closed in and eventually disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

First hurdle passed.

The night falcon was panting heavily, its entire body soaked in sweat mixed with blood.

As he expected, this test was actually a test of the strength of the dark origin. If one only possessed ordinary dark spiritual power, one would obviously have to turn back before facing this test.

The Night Falcon possesses a Dark Ancestral Symbol, and the quality of its dark spiritual power is almost identical to that of the origin, which explains why the darkness of the abyss avoids it so much.

Thinking of this, the Night Falcon's eyes burned with an even more intense light.

Two more checkpoints lie ahead.

He was determined to obtain the Night God Ancient Body!

……

Outside the secret realm, the main stands were already completely silent.

The scene of the Night Falcon crossing the Shadow Abyss was clearly presented to everyone through the Mirror of Night.

When the boundless abyss appeared, countless people gasped; when the tentacles swept in like a tidal wave, countless people held their breath.

When the night falcon was entangled by tentacles and about to be dragged into the abyss, some people even cried out in alarm!

When the Night Falcon used the power of the Ancestral Symbol to subdue the tentacles and turn the abyss into a thoroughfare, the entire viewing area fell into a deathly silence.

a long time.

"What...what kind of power is that?!"

"Why would those abyssal tentacles submit to him?!"

What...is he hiding?!

……

Exclamations rose and fell as everyone stared intently at the blood-soaked yet upright figure on the light screen.

The Black Abyss Ancestor slowly stood up, his aged face showing unprecedented solemnity and shock.

He murmured, "Darkness submits... All darkness pays homage... This is... This is..."

It should be noted that even among the current Black Heaven Ancient Clan, not even Black Heaven and Black Earth could achieve such a level. It's not that they lack strength; as Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereigns, they have already stood at the pinnacle of the Great Thousand Worlds.

Instead, after thousands of years of reproduction, the dark bloodline within them has greatly diminished compared to that of their ancient ancestors, thus making it impossible for them to subdue the darkness.

But to their surprise, the night falcon from that branch was capable of such a feat…

High in the void of the black sky, the majestic figure shrouded in pure darkness leaned slightly forward.

His thoughts, imbued with an unprecedented solemnity, entered the heart of the Black Earth.

"The origin of the Dark Ancestral Symbol... that thing within him is definitely not simple; it's... the true aura of the Dark Ancestral Symbol... its power of darkness is already infinitely close to the level of all the ancestors..."

Hei Di frowned slightly, his response also carrying a hint of shock and coldness: "Dark Ancestral Symbol? It seems this boy really has some connection with that Martial Ancestor Lin Dong in the Martial Realm? Hei Tian, ​​should we take action to stop this secret realm trial? After all, the Night God Ancient Body is of great importance and must not be lost."

In Kuroji's view, the Night Falcon's identity was becoming increasingly suspicious... (End of Chapter)