Dozens of Black Shadows surged forward.
Gu Shen clutched the Truth Ruler tightly, staring intently at the pitch-dark world before him. The strength of the Truth Ruler depended on the host's spiritual power, and whether his currently deployed domain could withstand such a level of impact... remained unknown.
These shadows that had landed seemed to possess a mass heavier than that of ordinary people... When they started running, the ground trembled, mud splashed, and Gu Shen, leaning against the stone wall, felt distinct vibrations.
He watched the silver line nervously.
Could it hold?
With a "hum"!
It was no longer a silent slicing, but a faint booming sounded the moment dozens of shadows surged into the domain of the silver line, and Gu Shen felt a sharp increase in the spiritual power being drained from his mind, the pain at the back of his head as if a steel chisel had been deeply embedded.
The tightly-stretched silver line then snapped.
