I am the Thunder Emperor in the fight

As the beam of light dissipated, the Night Falcon reappeared in everyone's sight.

He stood in the void, his aura perfectly harmonious and flawless. Although he had just experienced a trial unknown to outsiders, he showed no signs of being disheveled.

On the contrary, he exuded an unprecedented clarity and determination, as if he had been reborn.

Outside the secret realm, the uproar on the main grandstand abruptly ceased.

Everyone was stunned.

Just now, the Night Falcon was enveloped by the pillar of light, clearly indicating that it had entered the third trial, disillusionment.

Based on past experience, this stage is often the most time-consuming and dangerous.

Because the Trial of Disillusionment directly targets the deepest fears and desires in a cultivator's heart, it is the ultimate test of one's will.

Countless brilliant talents once made great strides in the first two stages, only to fall into disillusionment and ultimately perish, body and soul.

But Night Falcon... how long has it been?
“Three…three quarters of an hour?” someone murmured incredulously.

"He passed the Trial of Annihilation in just 35 minutes?!"

"That's impossible! The previous generation's direct descendant was trapped in the illusion for seven whole days. Although he eventually passed, his will was damaged, and it took him three years of seclusion to recover!"

"What...what exactly did he go through?!"

……

Countless eyes were fixed on the figure in the light screen, some shocked, some confused, some incredulous, and some deeply curious.

But no one could give them the answer.

Because of the unique nature of the Trial of Illusion, it is a test that directly affects the very essence of the soul, and even with the supernatural powers of the Mirror of the Night God, it is impossible to glimpse its contents.

All they could see was the night falcon being swallowed by the beam of light, and then, three-quarters of an hour later, he emerged unharmed.

That's it.

As for what he saw in disillusionment, what he experienced, and how he passed through it at such an astonishing speed, everything remains a mystery.

Elder Heiming's hand trembled slightly as he stroked his beard. His eyes were filled with relief and pride, but also concealed a complex emotion that was hard to describe.

The Night Falcon's performance repeatedly exceeded his expectations and shattered his understanding.

How many secrets does this young man, who emerged from the Shadow Clan's orphanage, still hold?

A very soft, cold snort came from beneath Elder Yin Gu's black robe.

But this time, there was a clear hint of... apprehension in that cold snort.

The Black Abyss Ancestor slowly said, "The Trial of Illusion and Annihilation varies from person to person."

Some are trapped by love, some by hatred, and some by obsession.

To pass in three-quarters of an hour, either his willpower is far stronger than ordinary people, or... his heart is free of any worries.

He paused, his tone carrying a profound meaning: "Whichever it is, this boy is no ordinary person."

High in the void, the towering figure shrouded in pure darkness nodded slightly.

His thoughts quietly entered Black Earth's mind, carrying a hint of uncertainty, and he pondered.

"We cannot fathom the contents of the Trial of Annihilation, but to pass it at such a speed... this child's character is truly rare."

The Black Earth's thoughts responded: "It's a pity that we can't know what he went through in the disillusionment, otherwise we could have gotten a glimpse into his secrets."

However, that's not important. What's important is that he's already taken that step. Regardless of his true identity, all we can do now is watch this unfold and wait for the Night God Ancient Body to make its choice…”

When the topic turned to the Ancient Body of the Night God, the two clan leaders' breathing became heavy.

Their gazes pierced through the light barrier and landed on that figure, remaining fixed on it for a long time.

……

The night falcon stood in the void, slowly exhaling a breath of stale air.

Everything in the midst of disillusionment felt like a grand dream.

Those images, those sounds, those illusions that almost led him astray, have all vanished into thin air.

But he knew that those things had never truly disappeared; they were simply buried deep within his heart.

He looked up, gazing into the depths of the void.

There, a faint call emanated from, clearer than ever before.

That was the call of the ancient body of the Night God, the gateway to the land of inheritance.

Without hesitation, he took a step forward and sped off in the direction of the summons.

After navigating through turbulent voids and traversing fragmented continents, he finally came to a stop, and a breathtaking vista opened up before him.

It was a huge platform suspended in the endless void, paved with some kind of black jade, covered with dense ancient runes, exuding a vast and boundless aura.

In the center of the platform, a pillar of light reaching the sky can be vaguely seen, and at the end of the pillar, a majestic Dharma body seems to appear and disappear.

That is the true form of the Night God Ancient Body.

At the edge of the platform, a figure was already standing quietly.

The man was dressed in a simple, pure black robe, with long, ink-black hair that was casually draped over his shoulders.

His posture was as upright as a pine tree, with his hands behind his back, facing away from the night falcon, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Night Emperor!
The night falcon's pupils contracted slightly.

He had long known that the Night Emperor would be the first to arrive here, but when he actually faced this legendary figure known as the "Chosen One of the Night Gods," he still felt an invisible pressure.

The pressure wasn't deliberately released, nor was there any fluctuation of spiritual energy. The person simply stood there quietly, as if he were the center of the entire void, the master of this dark world.

His aura blended perfectly with the surrounding environment, as if he himself were a part of this world, or even... more ancient and more profound than this world.

Night Falcon took a deep breath, steadied himself, and walked forward step by step.

The footsteps were exceptionally clear in the silent void. When he was less than ten feet away from the Night Emperor, the figure who had always had his back to him finally slowly turned around.

Eyes facing each other.

This was the first time the Night Falcon had seen the Night Emperor's face so clearly at such close range.

It was a kind of beauty that words could not describe; his facial features were as if sculpted by a god, and every line was perfectly proportioned.

But what's truly terrifying are those eyes.

The jet-black pupils, like two bottomless black holes, slowly rotated, as if they could devour all light, all sound, and all existence.

But when you gaze into those eyes, you are irresistibly drawn in, as if you can see the endless mysteries they contain—the sedimentation of time, the origin of darkness.

The Night Emperor's gaze also fell on the Night Falcon.

This glance was unlike any other look he had ever received before.

There was no contempt, no curiosity, no scrutiny in that gaze, only a pure, emotionless observation.

It's as if you're looking at an object, a landscape, or an entity that is completely equal to yourself.

a long time.

The Night Emperor spoke.

His voice was deep and clear, like jade striking each other or spring water babbling, carrying an indescribable charm that slowly echoed in the void.

"Night Falcon, I never thought it would come to this. It was you."

This was the first time he had ever properly looked at this name that had never been in his sight before.

It was also the first time he had ever spoken that name aloud.

Night Falcon remained unmoved, calmly meeting his gaze, and said indifferently, "Likewise, Night Emperor."

There was no more conversation between them.

But in the midst of this silence, an invisible aura had already quietly formed between the two of them.

It was neither a confrontation nor hostility, but rather a kind of... mutual resonance between top-tier beings, a calm before an impending, inevitable collision.

In the center of the platform, the beam of light flickered slightly, as if urging something on.

The final inheritance of the Night God's Ancient Body is right before our eyes.

And the only ones who can stand here are the two of them.

Ye Tianzi gave Ye Jun a deep look, and a very subtle fluctuation seemed to flash in his black, hole-like eyes.

The fluctuation was fleeting, so fast that it seemed like an illusion.

But the night falcon caught it.

That's recognition.

It's also... the will to fight.

Night Emperor withdrew his gaze, turned around, and slowly walked towards the pillar of light in the center of the platform.

His steps were unhurried, each step seemingly measuring the scale of heaven and earth.

"You've earned your place here." His voice drifted from afar, still calm, yet carrying an unprecedented solemnity.

"But the Night God Ancient Body can only be obtained by one person."

"There will eventually be a battle between us."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure merged into the pillar of light and disappeared.

The Night Falcon stood alone on the platform, watching the gradually disappearing figure, a cold smile slowly curving its lips.

"Just to my liking."

He took a deep breath, strode forward, and walked towards the pillar of light.

The beam of light engulfed him.

On the platform, only the ancient runes remained, silently shimmering, witnessing the upcoming ultimate showdown that would determine the ownership of the Night God's ancient body.

……

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

When the scene of Night Falcon and Night Emperor confronting each other on that platform was clearly displayed through the Mirror of Night, everyone held their breath.

The Night Emperor finally looked at people properly.

This legendary figure, who had never taken anyone seriously since his appearance, truly looked at another person for the first time.

And that person was a night falcon.

"The Night Emperor...has he approved of him?" someone murmured, their tone filled with disbelief.

"For the Night Emperor to say 'You are qualified'... Has this Night Falcon grown to such an extent?!"

Elder Heiming's hand, which was stroking his beard, trembled slightly, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

He never imagined that this young man under his command, who had emerged from the orphans of the Shadow Clan, would one day stand on the same level as someone like the Night Emperor.

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

"The final inheritance of the Night God Ancient Body will be decided between the two of them." His voice slowly spread throughout the entire viewing area.

"No matter the outcome, this will be the most brilliant chapter in the history of my Black Sky Ancient Clan."

The Black Sky and Black Earth, suspended high in the void, also leaned forward slightly, their gazes piercing through the light curtain and landing on the two figures that were gradually disappearing into the pillars of light.

At this moment, the entire Black Sky Ancient Clan held their breath and waited.

We await the upcoming showdown of titans… (End of Chapter)