Ding——
The sound of swords clashing rang out in the room.
And the source of this sound was Chen Ming, who had just created a Single-Molecule Sword and raised it above his head to block the pitch-black sword held by the Black Mist arm protruding from the ceiling.
"Lurking in the shadows, and still thinking of ambushing me after coming out? What do you think I am? Blind?"
He glanced at the Black Mist arm.
"This Black Mist, you were the one who took Hu Yi last time, weren't you? I didn't think you'd dare to come looking for me again."
As Chen Ming spoke, he pondered the effects of this psychic's Spiritual Energy.
And from the Black Mist arm extending out of the relatively dim corner where the ceiling lights didn't completely illuminate, it's clear that this Black Mist thrives in shadows.
Which means...
As Chen Ming and the Black Mist arm crossed swords, locked in a stalemate.
The Stardust Level's entire lighting system suddenly activated at maximum power.
