Chapter 429: Eternal Night Descends

After a brief bewilderment, the Other Shore camp erupted with shouts and roars even more fanatical than before, almost tearing the starry sky!

Countless Other Shore Beings, excited, knelt on the ground, bowing and worshipping the center of the Eternal Night as if greeting their sole deity!

Meanwhile, on this side of Nine Heavens Ten Lands, as well as the beings of other worlds such as Xuanhuang and Honghuang, at this moment, the vast majority suddenly changed expression!

What they felt was not only visual Darkness, but also a Tiandao‑level… suppression and… repulsion!

It seemed as if this Eternal Night realm was actively, mercilessly negating every law and existence except Darkness!

A Great Terror born of a life instinct, as if confronting a natural predator… and a great despair that sees no trace of light or hope… like a cold tide, instantly drowning many hearts!

Even Xu Tianhuang, Shen Wuyue and the like, at this moment their pupils contracted, their auras instinctively surged, resisting that invisible oppression.

The smile on Xuanhuang's face vanished completely, replaced by a solemn hue, and the dust‑brush in his hand moved without wind.

Ning Wushuang's gaze was as sharp as a sword, the shattered Dao Rhythm swirling before him, continuously erasing the encroaching Eternal Night aura.

Geshu Wenyue then lunged forward a step, the blade intent around him like a hedgehog pricked, instantly flaring!

In his eyes, mysterious blade patterns emerged, staring intently at the center of the Eternal Night, as if probing something fiercely.

After several breaths, the solemn expression on his face not only failed to ease but grew deeper, finally turning into an incredulous… low sigh.

"Unfathomable…"

He slowly uttered the four words; though his voice was light, it reached clearly into the ears of nearby Feng Caichen, Ao Tianyin and others.

If even the far‑sighted, rapidly advancing Geshu Wenyue can give such an appraisal, the terror of Ye Junlin is evident!

In the center of the endless Eternal Night, the absolute Darkness that devours all light began to slowly… flow and coalesce.

Finally, it transformed into a slender, upright, simple plain‑white robe‑clad… vague Dark Shadow.

Ye Junlin!

He floated silently directly above the summit of Tongtian Peak, his face still shrouded by the pure night‑colored halo, indistinct.

Only a pair of double‑pupil, abyss‑like eyes, looking through the Eternal Night, gazed down upon the ant‑like beings below, without joy or sorrow, only absolute… Indifference.

As if he himself were the embodiment of this Eternal Night law, a king destined to bring an end to the Zhutian…

His arrival caused the once deafening, tumultuous observation zone to fall into a strange, oppressive… Dead Silence.

Only the Other Shore Beings' heavy, fanatical breaths, and the sand‑like rustle emitted as the Eternal Night eroded the Void, echoed within the Dead Silence.

Everyone's heart rose to their throats, their gazes fixed on that white‑robed Dark Shadow, awaiting his opponent's appearance.

Will he… come?

In this suffocating wait—

Swish.

There was no Eternal Night prelude, no grand fanfare, not even a spatial ripple that drew many eyes.

Just off the front of the Nine Heavens Ten Lands camp, the previously empty Void rippled like a water surface lightly touched, forming a barely perceptible wave.

The next instant.

A figure had already… stood there.

Wearing a simple ancient black robe, tall and well‑proportioned, his black hair partially bound by a plain wooden pin, the rest draped over his shoulders.

His face was youthful, features sturdy, eyes deep and calm, as if containing the mysteries of the entire starry sky.

Ye Wuque!

His appearance was so natural, as if he had always belonged there, as if he had stood there since antiquity.

Without deliberately exuding intimidation, without triggering earth‑shaking phenomena, yet the moment he appeared, he seemed to become the… absolute center of this starry sky, this Divine Mountain, this battlefield!

Countless gazes, as if drawn by an invisible magnet, instantly shifted from Ye Junlin to him!

That feeling did not stem from external imposing aura, but from an internal, battle‑hardened, Tiandao‑enlightened… invincible aura!

It was the kind of absolute confidence that, no matter the foe or the dire circumstance, one believes oneself unbeaten and one's Dao invincible…

"Ye Demon God!

"It's Lord Ye! He really came!"

"Ye Wuque!"

After a brief stunned silence, the Nine Heavens Ten Lands camp erupted with earth‑shaking cheers and shouts!

The wave of sound rose like a tide, instantly diluting much of the oppression and despair brought by the Eternal Night!

Ao Tianyin, Jian Wushuang, Tun Qiangu and other Nine Heavens fiends all sparked scorching light in their eyes, fists clenched.

Geshu Wenyue and Feng Caichen, almost simultaneously, exhaled slightly, then their gazes sharpened, staring intently at Ye Wuque.

Shi Litian, upon seeing Ye Wuque, had his pupils contract to needle points, the scar on his chest seemed to flare with pain again, resentment and murderous intent nearly bursting forth!

Gui Qianmo let out a chattering eerie laugh, Xue Jianchen's blood‑red eyes blazed with sword light, and the phantom of the King of Darkness's wall behind Ming Jiuhuang quivered slightly.

Xu Tianhuang's gaze was complex, Shen Wuyue's beautiful eyes flashed an odd hue then vanished, Xuanhuang and Ning Wushuang wore solemn expressions, scrutinizing this legendary Five‑Extremes realm monster.

Above the summit, at the Eternal Night's center, Ye Junlin's double‑pupil, abyss‑like eyes slowly turned, landing on the Black Robe Figure ahead.

Silence persisted for several breaths.