Chapter 126

The night sky was pitch black, mirroring the looming threat about to unfold. Zhi Hao stood firm amidst the ruins of the Eastern Shadow’s base, his breaths heavy from the fierce battle. The wielder of the Dark Sword lay lifeless at his feet, yet the battlefield still bristled with tension. Suddenly, the ground began to tremble. This vibration wasn’t caused by marching troops but by something far greater—a force so immense it made the very air grow heavy.