The black tide surged like a torrent.
Black smoke covered everything, obscuring all sight and divine thought, so that no one could detect the approaching shadow.
Upon closer inspection:
The black light on the shadow's surface, astonishingly akin to a layer of oil, parted the rolling black tide smoothly and effortlessly, truly moving like a fish in water.
In the black light was a blurry figure of a Golden Core Cultivator, indistinguishable in gender, age, height, or physique.
He carefully controlled the distance, using the black tide to hide his presence, quietly approaching each Golden Core Cultivator, seemingly discerning something.
"Not this one, nor this one..."
Suddenly:
"Swish!"
A hand shot out from the black tide, surrounded by ink-dyed black light, smashing towards the shadow moving through the black tide.
"Is it you?!"
The shadow instantly locked eyes with the hand, and in a split second, returned the strike with another palm.
"Boom!"
