The entire inner court, at this moment, seemed to be transformed and expanded by the [Iron Curtain], turning directly into a vast and boundless pitch-black wilderness!
That faint lightning, occupying merely a three-inch space, appeared so insignificant as to be hardly worth mentioning...
The world is vast, the lightning is small.
Eternal night envelops.
Nalan Xuance, with his robe sleeves fluttering, extended his palm and slowly rotated it, aiming his palm at the ground.
The world tilts, the Iron Curtain closes.
The three-inch light domain supported by "Time Dao" was thus completely swallowed by the [Iron Curtain].
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...
At the Crown Prince Mansion, a pitch-black large sphere like a big bowl was overturned.
The entire inner court was enveloped within this big bowl—
A tattered, shattered Shadow, dragging the dim Thunder Spear, slowly stepped out of the inner court mansion doors, sat against the wall, feeling neither fatigue nor pain.
