Divine Seal: The Shadow Legion, I am the Shadow Lord.

As if guided by divine inspiration, Yunxuan almost instinctively reached out and gently placed his palm on the surface of the transparent stone.

Just as Yunxuan's palm was completely pressed against the stone, a strange change occurred!

A pure and dazzling golden light suddenly burst forth from Yun Xuan's chest, coating the entire Shadow Temple with a layer of sacred golden radiance!

This golden light did not come from an external force, but originated from Yunxuan himself!

As golden light emerged, ten crystal-clear stones appeared out of thin air, forming a ring around Yunxuan's body.

But the next second, the crystal closest to Yunxuan changed first.

It changed from its original transparency to gold at a speed visible to the naked eye, like crystal being infused with sunlight.

It instantly turned completely golden, radiating dazzling light!

This seems to be a signal.

Then, the second, the third, and so on, all the way to the fifth crystal responded in succession, and were successively rendered into the same dazzling gold!

The five golden crystals, like five miniature suns, surrounded Yunxuan, radiating a warm and luminous aura.

However, just as the fifth crystal turned completely golden.

Another completely opposite force awakened within Yunxuan's body.

A dark, shadowy light, seemingly capable of swallowing all light, also spread out!

This dark light was extremely domineering, and it instantly pounced on the sixth transparent crystal.

The crystal was quickly stained a pure black, like the deepest obsidian.

The dark light continued to spread until the tenth crystal turned into the same deep black.

Five metals, five hidden things!

The ten crystals are divided into two parts: one half is an intense golden light, and the other half is a pure black shadow.

The two attributes are completely opposite, but at this moment they surround Yunxuan in a subtle and balanced manner.

The interplay of light and shadow creates an incredibly strange and breathtaking scene.

Yunxuan was bathed in this torrent of light and darkness, as if he had become the intersection and container of these two forces.

At that moment, a strange change occurred on the nine stone platforms arranged in a ring.

"Click...click..."

A series of faint cracking sounds rang out.

Cracks appeared on the nine petrified masks, then spread out like a spider web.

"Bang!", "Bang!"...

The stone shell shattered completely and peeled away, revealing the true mask inside!

Each one seemed to come alive, trembling slightly, exuding a chilling aura of shadow.

But this "awakening" lasted only a brief moment.

Then, they all transformed into nine dark streaks of light and vanished from their original spot with a "whoosh," as if they had never existed.

But at this moment, Yunxuan's entire mind was drawn to the ten crystals in front of him that symbolized the power of light and shadow.

Meanwhile, hundreds of miles away in Brightmoon City, inside the Knights' Hall.

A young girl, dressed in light armor and with a lithe figure, was sitting alone in the room, wiping her knight's longsword.

She had striking long pink hair, neatly combed into a sleek ponytail that hung down her back.

The girl looked to be about sixteen years old, and her figure was already quite graceful and attractive.

The light armor outlines smooth yet powerful lines, possessing both the gentleness of a young girl and the heroic spirit of a knight.

Just as she was about to sheath her longsword, she suddenly noticed a strangely shaped mask on the table.

The mask had a rather strange design, with an overall dark blue color and a material that was neither gold nor jade, but rather had a dark, lustery sheen.

His forehead had sharp protrusions, like demon horns, and his wide-open mouth revealed menacing, sharp teeth.

What's most unsettling are those eerie green eyes, which seem to be staring intently at you from any angle.

The mask exuded an eerie feeling, but the girl could sense a powerful force emanating from it.

But this power seems to be the complete opposite of the knight's power of light.

The girl's name was Li Xin, and she was the prized disciple of Nalan Shu, the master of the Knights' Branch Hall of Haoyue City.

A sixteen-year-old has already become a third-tier retribution knight.

She stared at the strange mask that had appeared out of nowhere, her beautiful eyes filled with astonishment and confusion.

"What...what is this thing? How did it suddenly appear in my room?" She subconsciously looked around.

Both the door and the window were closed at the moment, so how did this mask appear?

At first, she thought it was a prank by one of her fellow knights.

But then I thought, let alone who could place this thing next to her without her noticing.

The powerful aura emanating from this mask alone is something that cannot be taken lightly.

What puzzled her even more was that, in her opinion, the mask itself should have leaned more towards a darker aspect.

However, as we all know, light and darkness are two completely mutually exclusive forces.

She was a light-attribute retribution knight, but deep down she did not have an instinctive aversion or disgust towards this dark power.

On the contrary, the mask seemed to possess some kind of eerie magic, as if it could see through people's hearts.

It subtly stirred her inner desire for power!

Li Xin shook her head vigorously, trying to dispel the sudden temptation.

She gripped the knight's sword tightly, the light-attribute spiritual power flowing through her body, bringing a familiar sense of security.

"I should tell Uncle Nalan about this; it's too strange," Li Xin muttered to herself.

At this moment, she was more puzzled as to where this mysterious blue mask came from.

And why was she chosen?

At this moment, Li Xin was not the only one chosen by the Ghost Mask.

The rooftop of a branch hall of the Assassin's Temple.

Under the night sky, a girl with long, light purple hair sat alone, the evening breeze brushing against her delicate face.

She looked down indifferently at the city lights and the bustling crowds below, as if it were all irrelevant to her.

Suddenly, the air in front of her rippled silently, and a mask, entirely purple, shaped like a scorpion, and exuding an eerie aura, quietly appeared.

If Yunxuan were here, he would definitely recognize her as the girl he had met once before, Sheng Cai'er.

Saint Cai'er's pupils contracted sharply, and a sharp glint flashed in her eyes as she stared at the suddenly appearing ghostly mask.

Inside the Warrior's Temple, Wang Yuanyuan, a tall girl with wild power, had just finished training, and sweat slid down her wheat-colored skin.

She was panting heavily when she slammed her heavy shield to the ground with a thud.

Just then, a mask that was entirely green with menacing fang patterns along its edges, exuding a savage and violent aura, appeared before her.

The Temple of Souls, next to the Summoning Beast Garden.

Chen Ying'er, a girl dressed in a pink dress, was idly teasing a small crystal rabbit summon.

Then a mask, entirely blood red and shaped like a hideous ghost face with sharp, serrated edges, appeared.

The ghostly mask was almost nose-to-nose with the crystal rabbit in her arms.

Chen Ying'er was startled by the sudden appearance of this thing, and the crystal rabbit in her arms also vanished instantly.

She stared wide-eyed at the strange mask, a hint of curiosity flashing in her eyes.

Inside the Moon Demon Clan's palace in the heart of the Demon City.

As the princess of the Moon Demon Clan, Yueye was currently in her magnificent palace, her body radiating a noble yet icy power of moonlight.

She was stunningly beautiful, with a cool and aloof demeanor like the moon. Suddenly, a ghostly mask, entirely purple with a long, thin face, two horns on its head, and resembling a hungry ghost, appeared before her.

Moonlight's long eyelashes trembled slightly. As a princess of the Moon Demon Clan, she had naturally seen many rare and precious treasures.

But this was truly the first time she had ever seen something so magical.

Meanwhile, in different locations, among different races, and even among different factions...

Nine ghostly masks, each with a different shape, color, and aura, appeared before the nine people as if they had crossed the boundaries of space.

These masks seem to possess their own independent will, and are conducting a mysterious "selection" that spans the continent.