A sun rose right before his eyes. Yet, Yan Zhaoge could not feel any heat or warmth.
This was because the sun before him was shockingly black.
It was no longer a ray of light emitting amidst the boundless darkness. Instead, it was like infinite darkness had been birthed amidst the radiance.
Yan Zhaoge's heart jolted slightly. Gazing over, he saw that there was clearly a dim blue moonlight beside the great black sun.
The sun and moon stood side by side. The great sun was pitch black, yet the moonlight was also not as bright and clear as usual as it illuminated the heavens and the earth.
This full moon was pale and dim, emanating streaks of ice-blue radiance that caused a chill to arise within one's heart.
"Dim sun and cold moon?" Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge was slightly taken aback. Yet, he also felt emotional that this was indeed the case.
While the Dim Sun Cold Moon Ritual was a ritual that had only appeared after the Great Calamity, he had never come into contact with it before.
Still, seeing that great black sun and ice-blue full moon, connecting this with the martial legacies of the Dim Darkness Sect as well as the current situation, Yan Zhaoge immediately understood why the Dim Darkness Sect had expended so much effort in executing this ritual.
Those of the Dim Darkness Sect wanted to artificially create a dim sun and cold moon before borrowing the power of these reversed sun and moon to undergo a baptism.
The current number one expert of the Dim Darkness Sect was their Chief Zhou Haosheng, who was an old foe of the Chief of the Radiant Light Sect, Luo Zhiyuan.
Zhou Haosheng who was also a late Seeing Divinity Martial Saint had also been stuck at this level for a long time.
This time, he wanted to borrow the assistance of the Dim Sun Cold Moon Ritual to break through this bottleneck of many years, stepping into the Immortal Bridge stage of the seventh level of the Martial Saint realm.
As Yan Zhaoge pondered, he saw the dim sun and cold moon before him trembling slightly, the unique space of darkness he was in shaking as well.
"The Grand Xuan Dynasty has found the main altar of the Dim Darkness Sect by following the vines," Yan Zhaoge realised, "They came really quickly."
In the southeastern region of the Royal Reed Sea, the sky above the vast sea split apart as an incomparably massive black hole seemed to appear.
In the depths of the black hole, a massive cliff hovered within the air, atop which sat a majestic city.
The city and the cliff were shockingly all jet-black as they seemed to have merged as one with the surrounding darkness. The darkness was unceasingly extending into the surroundings, devouring even more light.
At this moment, the city and the cliff were connected by chain-like dark pillars of light and black smoke. The dark pillars of light and the black smoke stretched into the void, disappearing without a trace.
These pillars of light and black smoke undoubtedly originated from the various branch altars of the Dim Darkness Sect in the distance.
Dim pillars of light traversed the heavens and the earth, intermingling as they congregated at the Dim Darkness Sect's main altar, forming a massive spirit formation together with the branch altars that enveloped a corner of the Royal Reed Sea.
However, long before the dim pillars of light had lit up, the black smoke that similarly originated from the various branch altars had already congregated at the Dim Darkness Sect's main altar, causing it to be exposed.
As the void trembled, a sea of fire swept across the sky.
The might of the flames was even more terrifying than the attacks unleashed by the experts of the Grand Xuan Dynasty at the Dim Darkness Sect's branch altar in the Flourishing Peace Region.
The raging fire was not devoured by the black hole. Instead, it caused the black hole to distort and collapse. In the end, it was actually the fire that continued to devour and burn the dark void.
The light of the fire gradually dispersed the darkness, and even illuminated the pitch-black city and cliff.
Situated within the special space created by the Dim Sun Cold Moon Ritual, Yan Zhaoge could feel a majestic will appearing close to him, seemingly enveloping the heavens.
It was as if a pair of eyes had opened and were staring at the raging fire that was surrounding them.
The aura emitted by the other party was even stronger than that of the Grand Xuan Dynasty's Lord Protector Zheng earlier.
While they were all experts of the sixth level of the Martial Saint realm, there were still differences in strength between them. The aura of a veteran expert like the Chief of the Dim Darkness Sect, Zhou Haosheng, was even more obvious.
Even if this pair of eyes was not staring at him, Yan Zhaoge still felt his entire body turn numb.
Silently circulating the Peerless Heavenly Scripture, Yan Zhaoge seemed to have let go of the void, turning into nothingness as he merged with those dim streams of light amidst space, virtually becoming indistinguishable from one another.
The attention of the Chief of the Dim Darkness Sect, Zhou Haosheng, was currently placed on the outside world.
Because the enemy that he was about to face was even stronger than him!
The terrifying boundless sea of flames parted to the two sides, numerous figures appearing in an orderly formation as they stood together amidst space.
At the centre of the formation, numerous experts guarded a dragon carriage, waving a dragon flag, raising a circular fan and holding a yellow umbrella as a five-coloured canopy enveloped the area.
Atop the carriage sat a person who wore a black dragon robe and a flat Heavenly Crown, his gaze dignified. It was precisely the current King of the Grand Xuan Dynasty, the third King of the Xuan Dynasty, King Xuanmu.
Beside King Xuanmu, there was shockingly another person seated alongside him, his aura even more powerful than King Xuanmu's.
While this person appeared to be in his twenties from the outside, his gaze was heavy and aged.
While he was seated alongside King Xuanmu, the feeling he gave off seemed to be that of an even higher level as one could not help but admire him.
Swivelling his head to look at this person, King Xuanmu said slowly, "Please lend me a hand, senior apprentice-uncle."
The other party did not speak, just raising a hand and pointing towards the Dim Darkness Sect's main altar. A sword-light that resembled water was emitted, resembling a long river as it swept over towards that black cliff and city.
In the surroundings of the Dim Darkness Sect's main altar, streams of dim light circulated, forming a massive formation which manifested boundless darkness.
Where the darkness passed, the blazing fire was instantly halted, even being devoured by the darkness instead.
However, wherever that sword-light that resembled water passed, all colour seemed to turn pale and powerless, as if faced with the erosion of the long river of time, all of it declining towards decay and decay.
Light and darkness seemed to have lost all meaning at this moment as all things seemed to have become mere symbols before time.
Within the Dim Darkness Sect's main altar, an expressionless white-clothed old man watched this scene. Above his head, a great black sun and a blue full moon hung high, dim light descending, illuminating his body.
Black light lit up on the white-clothed old man's body, dense black incantations suddenly surfacing on the surface of his white robe.
He simultaneously pushed forward with both palms, boundless darkness enveloping the Dim Darkness Sect's main altar, isolating all light.
The world seemed to no longer have light as everything returned to the primordial darkness of the universe.
That sword-light that resembled water was also isolated by the darkness at this moment.
However, the sword-light zigzagged, coiling around the darkness as it began unceasingly wearing down the defensive power of the Dim Darkness Sect's guardian grand formation, the Primordial Wilderness Formation.
Now, King Xuanmu made use of this chance to attack as well, commanding the Grand Xuan Dynasty experts under him to attack the Primordial Wilderness Formation.
All-encompassing blazing fire swept over once more, aided by the sword-light that resembled water, dispersing the layers of darkness.
Within the Dim Darkness Sect's main altar, the white robe of Chief Zhou Haosheng was already filled with incantations, causing it to turn completely black.
The darkness that resembled the descent of eternal night unceasingly resisted the attacks from the outside world. Still, it currently seemed to be struggling to advance.
Zhou Haosheng was not looking at King Xuanmu now, instead gazing at that person who had a young appearance but an aged gaze.
"Seventh level of the Martial Saint realm, early Immortal Bridge stage!" Zhou Haosheng paused with each word.
That person seated beside King Xuanmu now suddenly stood up, spiritual light flickering above his head as he descended from the dragon carriage.
He strode forward, arriving above the Dim Darkness Sect's main altar before stomping downwards.
Light circulated beneath his feet as the sword-light that resembled water appeared once more, flowing downwards like a waterfall as it descended towards the Dim Darkness Sect's main altar. (To be continued.)
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