The Life and Death Arena moved forward, undulating.
At the same time, the Ancient Demon Palm Print formed by Zhuo Ming's "Grand Expansion Demon Hand" also arrived.
The two faced each other mid-air.
At this moment, black descended, and the entire Li City turned into an endless night. Of course, everyone present was a Martial Cultivator, top-level martial cultivators, and even in the endless night they could see clearly, each one staring closely at the small space, eyes shining brighter than the stars in the night sky.
"This... This... This is impossible..." At the same time, seeing two masses of blackness about to collide, Zhuo Ming, transformed into an Ancient Demon, was supposed to have no sense, yet at this moment, inexplicably, he felt a sense of danger.
And this sense of danger had just appeared.
Suddenly.
Boom!!!
The endless black undulations, like the roar of a primordial beast from ancient times, reverberated with absolute ripples of black, undulating forth.
