The black sheepskin scroll emitted a black light. The aura was of the same origin as the black shadow, but it was purer. It directly enveloped the entire black shadow.
The black Shadow's body trembled violently, but it did not struggle. Perhaps it had already known the result when it chose to return.
"You are the incarnation of the hundred nights journey scroll. You are still not returning to your position!" Xu Ying sneered. The black shadow trembled even more violently, and the black lines around it began to collapse.
Li Tian looked on coldly and shot out a few fireballs, lighting up most of the space. The dazzling light of the fire shone on his face. He did not say anything and looked a little cold at the moment.
Under the light of the fire, the Shadow's face could be seen, but its expression could not be seen.
After all, it was just a shadow, similar to the faceless man. The meaning of its existence was to return to the goatskin scroll.
