Threads of faint golden electrical arcs leapt.
Su Ziyu's figure transformed into a streak of lightning, crashing head-on into the creature that resembled a mass of black cloud. At the moment of collision, an invisible airwave erupted between them, and a shockwave swept everything away in the hall.
"Seed... Seed..."
"Host... Host body..."
The black cloud morphed into a demon's head with two horns, its body remained a swirling cloud, but from the cloud extended two solid-like hands. The pitch-black demon claws grasped the Dragon-Hunting Spear in Su Ziyu's hands, with a frenzied look of extreme excitement in its crimson pupils. The Void Nightmare suddenly vanished from reality, then reappeared behind Su Ziyu in an instant, its hands transformed into black blades stabbing towards his heart.
