Liu Ziru's move sent a jolt of fear through everyone's hearts.
On the arena, a shroud of dark energy enveloped everything; those with cultivation below the Divine Emperor Realm couldn't sense anything inside at all.
At the same time.
The Divine Emperor Realm Intermediate Stage cultivator caught in it looked grave, eyes focused and wary.
Everywhere he looked, there was nothing but darkness.
Even when he unleashed the power of his soul to sense his surroundings—
the range he could perceive was pitifully limited.
At that moment—
right in front of him—
a dragon's roar echoed in his ears!
The man's face changed; the source of the sound was behind his back!
He whirled around, hastily raising a barrier of spiritual energy like a towering wall in defense.
But just as he guarded his back—
a shadow slipped in silently.
It appeared at his other side.
Then, a bright silver dagger gleaming with cold, murderous light plunged straight into his back!
The man's expression froze.
