Alan fell to the ground, regenerating his right arm and the tip of his tail. His fall was cushioned by the shadows, which had expanded to cover the black sand. He didn't particularly need it, but it seemed his shadow had different plans.
It was acting independently, and while its actions didn't negatively impact Alan, they weren't of help either. Alan was merely confused as to what his shadow was doing. Nevertheless, it did listen when he personally commanded it... Other than that, it liked to do whatever it thought would help in the fight.
Alan stared at Shi Lam in the skies. He was thinking about how to harm Shi Lam; he didn't want to land a major blow, just a scratch would be fine.
However, Shi Lam was unbelievable. He already knew it, but witnessing the gap between him and a Divine being was something else.
Nothing he would do would work, not his seven-star techniques, even the state of Enlightenment wouldn't do anything. Even in that powerful form...
