The sky's whiteness had already stopped shining on the dark world due to the influence that it radiated. Still, the high-pitched noises echoed by the fiendish puppets only highlighted that situation. Noah seemed in the process of taking control of Heaven and Earth's home. He had singlehandedly become a tumor that expanded among that powerful material.
Noah's assets were unique. Heaven and Earth couldn't replicate them even with the help of privileged cultivators who had vast experience in the inscription field. Their incredible features came from his very existence, so no one could hope to match them. Of course, that didn't apply to him.
The dark world could replicate everything. It could take any shape, element, or meaning as long as Noah had enough power and understanding. After the breakthrough, he had finally become able to show its true might, which went far beyond the blueprints that he had created in the past.
