198: Darkness is night

Shen Yi flew in front of Wu Changkong. Just as she was about to say something, there was no joy in Wu Changkong's eyes. His gaze shifted, sweeping toward Tang Wulin, who was surrounded by Naer, Xie Xie, and Xu Xiaoyan below.

At this moment, Tang Wulin's face was as pale as paper, and his breath was as weak as a candle flickering in the wind.

"Healing is your specialty, so I leave him to you." Wu Changkong turned back around, facing the massive mecha unit ahead.

"You, sigh..." Shen Yi sighed. "Do not harm innocent people..." Her voice was like a soft silk thread, yet it seemed so thin in this tense atmosphere.

At this moment, Zhang Zhenpeng looked at Shen Guyan, who was standing in front of him. Just as he was about to say something, he saw this kid actually throw his own canglang sword at Wu Changkong!

Under the sunlight, the canglang sword flashed with a biting cold light, like a silver bolt of lightning tearing through the sky.

Zhang Zhenpeng was shocked. *You brat, what are you doing? That is a Two-Word Battle Armor Master! A Spirit Saint combined with a Two-Word Battle Armor Master is almost comparable to an ordinary Titled Douluo!*

Shen Guyan's actions immediately caused an uproar in the arena. This unknown brat had actually challenged a Two-Word Battle Armor Master?

"You have some nerve!" Ever since just now, Wu Changkong had been very annoyed with this insolent youth. The other party actually wanted to challenge him with the cultivation of a Spirit Ancestor who hadn't even obtained a fourth spirit ring. Was his brain broken?

Seeing Shen Guyan rush up, how could Zhang Zhenpeng sit idly by and wait for death? One must know that Shen Guyan's actions just now could be said to be entirely for his and Zhou Hanyou's sake.

"The worst that can happen is death!" Zhang Zhenpeng gritted his teeth, disregarding life and death, and went all out. He rushed up closely behind Shen Guyan. His determined back left Long Huantian, who was beside him, stunned.

"Brother, don't go seeking death, that is a Two-Word Battle Armor Master!" Long Huantian complained inwardly, but he didn't dare to rush forward to stop them, so he could only worry from the side.

"Excellent!" Wu Changkong laughed in extreme anger. He didn't care about regulations, rules, or who was a Senior or a junior. In his perception, strength was the simplest way to communicate in this World! The Aura on his body rose sharply, like a surging giant wave, intending to completely destroy everything that stood in his way.

At the same time, Lan Fozi in the audience couldn't help but widen her eyes, watching all this unfold. Was she seeing this correctly? A brat who didn't even have a fourth spirit ring actually dared to challenge a Spirit Saint who possessed two-word battle armor? This was simply an absurd farce, yet it was happening right before her eyes.

However, this action, which seemed like seeking death to everyone else, was seen by Zhou Hanyou and Zhou Tianer as an ultimate challenge initiated by Shen Guyan against himself!

Back at the Youth Genius Competition, he was also a Spirit Ancestor who had not yet obtained his fourth spirit ring, yet he fought one against two and defeated two Spirit Emperors—and they were Spirit Emperors from Shrek and the Tang Sect!

This time, it was just replaced by a Spirit Saint with superior strength and experience!

Facing the rushing Shen Guyan and Zhang Zhenpeng, Wu Changkong held nothing back. The first thing to light up was his sixth spirit ring.

Using his strongest sixth Spirit Ability right from the start, the other party clearly carried out the creed of "a lion uses its full strength even when hunting a rabbit" to the end. Wu Changkong's eyes revealed coldness and determination, as if he wanted to completely obliterate all enemies before him.

Just then, Wu Changkong saw Shen Guyan use Teleportation to appear in front of the canglang sword. The distance between the two was no more than a few meters, and the eyes behind that mask suddenly flashed with red light—

The next moment, it was as if the entire World had been pressed by an invisible giant hand to turn on the switch of darkness, and the entire area of the Tianhai Alliance Grand Competition was plunged into darkness.

—Absolute darkness.

"Ah! What happened? Why can't I see anything?" Someone screamed in terror. The voice echoed in the darkness, full of fear and helplessness, like a small bird trapped in a cage.

"What on earth is going on? Is it a Domain-type Spirit Ability?" Another voice asked, trembling, filled with deep doubt and unease.

The entire competition venue immediately fell into a quagmire of panic. That state of being unable to see anything was truly terrifying; it was like an invisible hand tightly gripping people's throats. Even powerful Spirit Masters with excellent Mental Energy present could clearly feel that their mental perception had been weakened by more than eighty percent.

Wu Changkong was also among them. Among his peers, his Mental Energy was not the most outstanding. At this moment, he felt as if he were in a dark ocean, surrounded by endless silence and the unknown. He was secretly shocked; this darkness was by no means ordinary.

In Wu Changkong's perception, this was definitely not as simple as a Domain-type Spirit Ability, because he was currently releasing his own Domain. Even if the other party were the Spirit Ice Douluo Huo Yuhao from ten thousand years ago, given such a huge gap in cultivation, it would definitely be impossible to cancel out his Domain with a Domain-type Spirit Ability!

This darkness seemed to come from a deeper level of power, a mysterious power he had never encountered before.

However, even with his vision blocked, Wu Changkong still had a way to deal with it. The heavenly frost sword in his hand danced rapidly, the blade cutting through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound, as if forming an indestructible Sword Qi barrier on the surface of his body.

"Is this... a Law?"

At the same time, in Tang Wulin's spiritual space, an illusory light shadow suddenly raised its head, its voice filled with a hint of surprise. The light shadow was like ethereal smoke, yet it exuded a mysterious Aura.

"This shouldn't be. Even a Limit Douluo can only barely touch the power of Law; only a Divinity can fully control Law!" The voice seemed to come from the distant horizon, filled with deep doubt and shock.

"Could it be that the Douluo Continent has given birth to a Divinity again..." This final guess was like a giant boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples in Tang Wulin's spiritual space.

The entire competition venue, in this sudden darkness, fell into a state of unknown Chaos. Everyone was swept into an unprecedented storm, and the center of this storm was none other than the masked youth radiating mysterious red light—

Beyond the Northwest Sea, north of the Red River, lies Mount Zhangwei. There is a god, with a human face and a snake's body, red in color. Its eyes are straight, and when it closes its eyes, it becomes dark; when it opens its eyes, it becomes bright. It does not eat, sleep, or breathe, and it commands the wind and rain. It is Zhujiuyin, it is the Candle Dragon.

This was the first time Shen Guyan officially displayed the second ability of the Candle Dragon form to the outside World: Ming is Night!

Watching Wu Changkong in the sky continuously waving the heavenly frost sword as a defensive measure, the corners of Shen Guyan's mouth slowly curled into a cold sneer. In the state of Ming is Night, although he himself also closed his eyes and could not see, his mental perception was not hindered in the slightest—