The battlefield on the ground had cleared of dust, leaving nothing but a calm black sphere at the center. All life, all matter, had nearly been obliterated by the force of their powers.
Within the black sphere, Nightmare Demon Lu Xiaotian, dragging Ji Shaoran's body, slowly moved to the very center. They both seemed to be in a semi-floating state, yet it felt as though there was still something beneath their feet.
When Lu Xiaotian brought Ji Shaoran to the center, the black sphere continued to shrink. The darkness had been completely replaced by Netherflame, its deadly power slowly beginning to spread within this narrow space.
Ji Shaoran's limbs had been broken, shattered by Lu Xiaotian. Without the ability of Ultra Regeneration, he was unable to retaliate, now at Lu Xiaotian's mercy.
The black sphere had shrunk to a mere two to three-meter diameter. Ji Shaoran, rigidly floating in mid-air, could now sense the peril of the Dark Flame from such close proximity.
