Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

Above the void, Xing Luoyao, who had concealed her figure, took in everything. A slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth beneath her veil.

She gently raised her hand, playing with a jade pendant hanging from her waist, her beautiful eyes sparkling with interest.

It was as if this battle wasn't a life-or-death struggle, but rather a spectacular and magnificent show.

Just as everyone was lost in their own thoughts, the situation in the center of the battlefield changed dramatically once again.

Taking advantage of Xiao Yan's distraction while observing his surroundings, the demonic energy in Jiu Mo's palm surged.

It coalesced into a jet-black demonic blade, slashing fiercely towards Xiao Yan's back, and roared:

"Xiao Yan, prepare to die!"

Xiao Yan sensed a strong gust of wind coming from behind, his pupils contracted sharply, and he abruptly dodged to the side. The demonic blade grazed his shoulder.

It created a deep, bone-revealing wound, and blood instantly stained the black brocade robe.

At the same time, the Demon's Bone-Corroding Claws grew increasingly fierce, and dark green poisonous gas spread out.

The Right Envoy of the Shadow Guard was careless and his arm was cut by sharp claws. His skin turned black instantly, indicating that he had been poisoned!

The battle situation has become extremely precarious.

Linghu Chong, hiding in the branches of an ancient tree, narrowed his eyes and whispered:

"The time is almost here. But this battle has attracted too many people."

Di Yun gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, his fingertips turning white, his gaze fixed on the storage ring on Xiao Yan's hand, and said in a deep voice:

"Let's wait and see. If those people don't get involved, we'll make our move immediately!"

Deeper into the dense forest, the streak of light that had been rushing towards them had come to a halt.

Yuan Tiangang's figure vanished into the void, a flash of shrewdness appearing in his eyes.

Every movement within the venue was clearly visible.

Two celestial beings were discovered within the scene!

One of them was the very target of his trip: Dongfang Wen of the Dongfang family! He never expected to find him here!

The faint, almost imperceptible starlight power emanating from his body instantly aroused some doubt in his heart.

Because this aura was the same one he had sensed from Xing Luoyao during the previous battle with the Qingyun Sect.

He quietly concealed his aura, like a wisp of cloud, and silently drifted behind Xing Luoyao.

Above the void, Xing Luoyao casually stroked the jade pendant with her fingertips, her gaze fixed with interest on the battle below.

Completely unaware that a barely perceptible ripple was spreading in the void behind them.

Almost the instant Yuan Tiangang appeared, Xing Luoyao whirled around, her jade-like fingers flicking, and a short dagger shimmering with starlight appeared in her hand.

He stared warily into the empty space before him and asked in a deep voice, "Who?"

As Yuan Tiangang slowly revealed himself, Xing Luoyao could see his appearance clearly.

His tense nerves relaxed slightly; he sheathed the dagger, a faint smile appearing on his face.

"So you're a fellow Daoist from the Drizzle Pavilion. May I ask whether your presence here is to deal with the Dongfang family or for that Glazed Fruit?"

Yuan Tiangang's eyes remained calm and unwavering. Instead of answering directly, he calmly asked in return:

"Is Miss Luo Yao here to reclaim the Glazed Fruit that your esteemed institution auctioned off?"

Upon hearing this, Xing Luoyao couldn't help but chuckle softly. Her laughter was clear and melodious, carried through her veil with a touch of coquettishness.

"Fellow Daoist is joking."

"In business, the most important thing is integrity."

"Now that the Glass Fruit has been auctioned off, it belongs to someone else. How can we possibly take it back?"

"I just sensed the fighting activity in the city and, out of curiosity, came to check it out."

She paused, then turned to look at the fiercely contested battlefield below, her smile widening.

"If you wish to seize the Glazed Fruit, feel free to do so. Today, I will merely be an observer."

"I see."

Yuan Tiangang nodded slightly, a look of relief on his face, and cupped his hands in greeting.

"I misunderstood you, young lady."

"Speaking of which, I haven't had a chance to thank Miss Luo Yao in person for the black gold card she gave me last time. Today, I'll take this opportunity to express my gratitude to her."

"From now on, I hope we can only be friends, not enemies."

"You're too kind, fellow Daoist."

Xing Luoyao smiled faintly and returned the greeting.

"It is a great honor to befriend someone like you."

Yuan Tiangang's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked casually:

"Since we're friends, may I ask the name of the power behind you, young lady?"

"Judging from the young lady's demeanor and bearing, she is no ordinary person."

Upon hearing this, Xing Luoyao's eyes flashed with surprise, but she quickly smiled and spoke frankly:

"What's wrong with saying this? Anyway, we'll officially emerge in time and meet with heroes from all over the world."

"The power behind me is called—Star Pavilion."

She abruptly changed the subject, a sly glint in her beautiful eyes, and began to scrutinize Yuan Tiangang with interest:

"Now that I've given my name, how shall I address you, fellow Daoist?"

"Furthermore, judging from your aura, you don't seem to be a member of an assassin organization."

"Therefore, I don't believe that an assassin organization like the Drizzle Pavilion could produce someone like you."

"And what is the name of the power behind you, fellow Daoist?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of approval flashed in Yuan Tiangang's eyes.

Ye Junlin had already given instructions a few days ago that the Eternal Night Heaven was about to be officially born, and there was no need to deliberately hide it anymore.

He smiled calmly, straightened his posture slightly, and said in a solemn tone, word by word:

"Miss Luo Yao has keen insight."

"I am Yuan Tiangang, one of the Six Masters of Eternal Night Heaven, known as the 'Master of Calculation'."

"Eternal Night, Six Absolutes, Calculation Absolute..."

Xing Luoyao repeated it in a low voice, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.

He had never heard of this power before, then, as if remembering something, his smile widened.

"So that's how it is! What a magnificent Eternal Night Heaven, and what a master strategist Yuan Tiangang."

"To learn of your name today has made this trip worthwhile."

With a flick of her wrist, a jade pendant engraved with countless stars appeared out of thin air and was handed to Yuan Tiangang:

"This is a token from the Star Pavilion, please accept it, fellow Daoist."

"When the Eternal Night Heaven is born in the future, if needed, you can take this jade pendant to any black market or Linglong Merchant Guild in the Eastern Region, and you will be able to find our people."

Yuan Tiangang took the jade pendant. It felt slightly cool to the touch, and the power of stars flowed continuously on it, clearly indicating that it was no ordinary object.

He nodded slightly: "Thank you, young lady."

The two exchanged a smile, tacitly agreeing not to say anything more, and turned to look at the battlefield below.

At this moment, the battle in the dense forest had reached a fever pitch.

Blood continued to seep from the wound on Xiao Yan's shoulder, and the golden spiritual energy had dimmed somewhat.

The demon became more and more courageous in battle, his demonic blade wielding black energy that surged as he struck, each move aimed directly at vital points.

The poison on the right envoy of the Shadow Guard had spread from his arm to his elbow, and the movement of his silver spear was becoming increasingly slow.

The demon's bone-corroding claws pressed closer and closer, and the dark green poisonous gas almost enveloped his entire body.

The imperial court lost another Void Realm expert, and there are now less than five Grandmasters left, all of whom are injured and at their last gasp.

The Demonic Sect's forces also suffered heavy losses, with two of their four Void Realm cultivators killed and more than half of their Grandmasters lost, yet they remained fearless and undaunted.