The moment the black silhouette appeared.
The Dark Army, which had been slowly retreating, suddenly fell silent, as if time had stopped at that very moment.
The next moment.
As if a myriad of demon armies had beheld their true god.
Amid the surging black tides, not only the vast number of Dark Beings but also the supremely majestic Dark King perched atop the black fog all knelt down uniformly before the humanoid black shadow.
"Whoo..."
"Whoo..."
Their movements were unified, like a surging black sea.
One must know, the number of Dark Beings was vast and boundless, akin to dark clouds covering the sun, incomparable even to a sea of locusts by a ten-thousandth.
It was an incredibly spectacular sight, causing hearts to tremble.
At that moment, they seemed to have fallen into a frenzy, with dense murmurs interwoven together, slowly merging into a deep and mysterious melody, like ancient scriptures being chanted slowly.
The chanting was omnipresent, elusive to comprehend.