The voice fell.
Buzz—!!!
With Fang Qingyu as the center, a darkness as thick as ink surged like a breached flood, instantly engulfing everything in sight!
The frenzied snowstorm vanished without a trace.
The undulating ice hills were swallowed by darkness.
Even those Dawn members who encircled the black-robed figures tightly were enveloped and concealed by the dense darkness in an instant.
One second, it was a tense confrontation; the next, it plunged into absolute silence and a pure abyss of ink.
"Damn, what kind of domain is this?"
A black-robed man screamed in disbelief.
The voice sounded dull and distorted in the viscous darkness, as if muffled by thick blankets.
A hint of panic spread like a plague among all the black-robed figures instantly.
Now, the black-robed figures started to panic somewhat.
When they came to hunt Fang Qingyu and the others.
They had not considered that there might be more people on Fang Qingyu's side.
