The spiraling sigils on the rock flickered, their glow faltering as cracks began to spread across its surface. The oppressive gravity wavered, giving Tang Yue a sliver of hope. But then, the voice returned, colder and more resolute than ever.
"Foolish. You think two can overpower me? You are nothing but a shadow against eternity!"
From the depths of the unending hole, a massive wave of darkness surged upward, devouring the flames in an instant. The black void pressed forward, consuming everything in its path. If Tang Yue did not act in the next second, she would without a question be completely devoured.
"No!" she roared as another clone emerged and then another one. The clone-creating technique was absolute madness. It was the combination of two freak bloodlines she had absorbed right from this very forbidden lands. However, she was also paying a price for it.