I am the Thunder Emperor in the fight

Having passed the first trial in the mysterious realm of the night, the Night Falcon did not let its guard down.

Beyond the Shadow Abyss lies an even more eerie area.

It was a labyrinth made up of countless broken continents suspended in the void.

Each continent is less than a hundred feet in diameter, and they are separated by tens of feet.

Below lies an endless dark void, occasionally punctuated by a silent flash of pale white lightning that illuminates the ruins of ancient, dilapidated buildings on the continent.

The night falcon stepped onto the nearest continent, its feet feeling cold and hard.

He looked around and saw that on each continent stood stone tablets of various shapes.

Ancient runes were engraved on the stone tablet, faintly emitting a weak fluctuation.

Just as he was about to leap to the next continent, the stone tablets suddenly lit up!
hum!
Countless runic lights bloomed simultaneously, weaving together to form a massive net of light that enveloped the entire void labyrinth!

Within the net of light, illusory figures slowly emerged—dark warriors formed from dark energy!
Their faces were indistinct, they wore black armor and held black weapons, but without exception, they all exuded a terrifying aura of at least half a step into the Great Perfection realm!
Even more terrifying was that these dark-armored warriors did not attack in a scattered manner, but quickly formed a battle formation, like a well-trained army, and crushed towards the Night Falcon!

"This is... the second test?" Night Falcon's pupils contracted slightly.

Before they could think any further, the three dark soldiers at the forefront were already upon them!
The black-clad figure on the left wielded a long sword, unleashing a slash that tore through the void, carrying with it a domineering dark spiritual power.

The black-clad figure on the right formed hand seals, and countless dark arrows materialized out of thin air, shooting forth in a devastating barrage.

The black-clad figure in the center was the most enigmatic, his silhouette appearing and disappearing in an instant, each flash bringing him within several feet, his short sword aimed straight at the Night Falcon's throat!
The three worked together seamlessly, sealing off all his escape routes!
A sharp glint flashed in the Night Falcon's eyes, and instead of retreating, it advanced!

He rapidly flicked his fingers, and the Eternal Night Tentacle Gloves emitted a bright, eerie light, unleashing countless dark threads that collided violently with the rain of arrows!
At the same time, he shifted his body to the side, narrowly avoiding the long sword strike, and with his left hand, he pointed his fingers like a sword and delivered a Shadow Severing Finger strike that struck the strange black-clad man's short sword!

boom! boom! boom!
Three loud explosions erupted almost simultaneously!

The rain of arrows was shredded by the silk threads, the longsword grazed the hem of the night falcon's clothes and missed its target, and the eerie black-clad warrior was knocked back by a single finger!

However, after defeating the three black warriors, thirty more black warriors swarmed in!

The night falcon narrowed its eyes slightly, its expression grave.

Each of these black warriors is quite strong, and they cooperate with each other like an army. If this fight continues, he will surely be worn down to death!

"We can't fight them head-on!" His mind raced, and his gaze swept over the floating continents around him, when he suddenly noticed a detail.

Although there were many of those dark soldiers, they seemed to be bound by some kind of force, unable to stray too far from their continent!
"I see!"

A glint flashed in the Night Falcon's eyes, and without hesitation, it leaped into the air and sped toward the nearest uninhabited continent!
As expected, as soon as he left the original continent, the black warriors who were chasing him stopped in their tracks, their figures gradually dissipating as they returned to their respective continents.

The night falcon landed on a new continent, still catching its breath, when it saw the stone tablet on this continent also light up, and several black warriors condensed once again!

He had no time to rest and was fighting these black warriors again!
And so, the Night Falcon began its long and arduous island-hopping journey.

Upon landing on each continent, they would engage in fierce battles with the Black Warriors guarding that location.

After defeating each wave, one must immediately leap to the next continent, or else be surrounded and killed by the Black Warriors swarming in from all directions.

Ten continents!

Twenty yuan!
...

Fifty dollars!
As time passed, the Night Falcon was covered in blood, its wounds continued to increase, and its spiritual energy was nearing its limit.

Several times, he was nearly hit in a vital spot by the Black Warrior, narrowly escaping only thanks to his instinctive reactions and the slight amplification from the Ancestral Symbol.

When the seventy-third continent was left behind, he was pale and his spiritual energy was almost completely depleted.

“How much… is left…” he murmured, his gaze sweeping forward.

Then, he froze. Not far ahead, there was an exceptionally large continent, several times the size of the other continents.

After that continent, there were no other floating landmasses.

Only a single pillar of light, reaching to the heavens, descended from the depths of the void; that was the gateway to the third level!

"The last piece!" Hope ignited in the Night Falcon's eyes. He gritted his teeth, mustered his strength, and leaped toward the massive continent.

However, the moment he landed, his expression changed drastically.

There are no stone tablets on this continent.

Only one figure stood silently in the center of the continent.

It was a middle-aged man dressed in ancient black armor, with a resolute face, closed eyes, and an extremely terrifying aura emanating from him.

That was a terrifying aura that far surpassed the half-step Great Perfection, and even exceeded the ordinary Supreme Great Perfection!
Unlike the previous Black Knights, this person is a Black General!
Black General slowly opened his eyes and looked at Night Falcon.

"Your ability and willpower to get this far are commendable." His voice was deep and authoritative, carrying an indescribable sense of vicissitude.

"But this level is different from the previous ones. You don't need to kill all the Black Knights, you just need to... defeat me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward!
boom!
The terrifying pressure came crashing down as if it were a tangible force!

Night Falcon felt as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on its shoulders, making it almost impossible to breathe!
His spiritual energy surged wildly within him, attempting to resist the oppressive force.

A hint of approval flashed in the black general's eyes: "Not bad, but that's not enough."

He raised his hand and struck out with a palm!
This palm strike, though seemingly slow, appeared to have sealed off all escape routes in the world!
Wherever the palm wind passed, space twisted and shattered, and dark spiritual energy condensed into a gigantic hand that blotted out the sky, pressing down on the Night Falcon!

The night falcon's pupils constricted slightly!

The power of this palm strike was far more terrifying than the full-force attack of Youlian's Dark Demon Body!
Thinking of this, a cold glint flashed in the Night Falcon's eyes.

He frantically squeezed out all the remaining spiritual power in his body, and then mobilized a wisp of primordial power from the Dark Ancestral Symbol, injecting it all into the Touch of Eternal Night!

"A thousand threads, a myriad of blades!"

Countless dark threads shot out from his ten fingers, intertwining, coiling, and compressing in the air, instantly condensing into tens of thousands of tiny dark blades!

These blades, like locusts swarming across the land, swept towards the giant dark hand!

Boom boom boom boom!

The sound of continuous, dense explosions echoed!

Each blade explosion is equivalent to a full-force strike from a near-perfect master!
Tens of thousands of blades exploded at the same time, their power terrifying enough to destroy the heavens and the earth!

The black-clad general's figure swayed slightly, his protective spiritual energy trembled violently, and he was forced back three steps!
"Good!" Genuine approval finally appeared in his eyes.

"You are the first person in thousands of years to force me back three steps with only a half-step Great Perfection realm!"

"I never expected that such a prodigy would emerge from the Black Sky Ancient Clan."

As he spoke, the black-clad general stood in the shattered void, giving Lin Langtian a deep look, a faint smile seemingly curving his lips.

"However, this skill is not enough to successfully pass the second level!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Black General took a deep breath, his aura surged again, and he formed an ancient hand seal with his hands, clearly preparing to unleash an even stronger attack!
At this moment, the Night Falcon was pale, its spiritual power completely depleted, and the long battle had made it seem as if it could barely stand.

He gazed at the deadly attack unleashed by the black-clad general before him, a slight ripple appearing in his usually calm eyes, before he murmured something.

"It seems there's no need to hide my strength anymore..." (End of Chapter)