The Judgment of Shadows

Chapter 45: The Judgment of Shadows

 Han Feng glided silently through the shadows of the dense forest, his body cloaked in the Art of the Celestial Veil. His heart was pounding, but his expression remained impassive. He knew that the elders of the sect were in pursuit of him, and a single misstep could mean his death. The moon faintly illuminated the mountainous landscape as he moved, each step meticulously calculated to avoid detection. The Celestial Diagram scroll was hidden in his chest, emanating a strange heat that pulsed with his breath. The Hunt Begins Above the trees, an elder hovered in the air. His eyes shone like torches as they scanned the darkness in search of the fugitive. — Han Feng, I know you're nearby. Surrender and I can guarantee a quick death! — The elder's voice resonated like thunder throughout the valley. Han Feng held his breath. The strength of that man was at a level he couldn't face directly. But fleeing wouldn't be enough. He needed a plan. The Test of the Celestial Diagram The heat of the scroll increased, and he felt a current of energy flow through his body. His Dual Chaos Larva stirred, absorbing this strange force. Suddenly, images flooded his mind: mystical symbols and a flow of energy spreading across the land, concealing his presence. He understood. — The Celestial Diagram is not just a map... it is a key to controlling the flow of Qi in the world. Focusing, he followed the directions that the images in his mind indicated. His feet touched an ancient fissure in the mountain, and as soon as he entered, his presence completely vanished. The Wrath of the Elders The elder who was pursuing him frowned, unable to sense his target. — How is this possible?! Other elders arrived, their expressions grim. — Has he disappeared? — one of them asked. — No. He found a method to mask his presence. But no one can hide forever. The elder raised his hand and a symbol shone in his palm. — Activate the tracking barrier. No traitor of the sect will escape alive! The Trial of Destiny Inside the fissure, Han Feng found an ancestral room. Runes covered the walls, radiating a faint blue light. In the center, a jade altar emitted an energy that pulsed in harmony with his own Qi. As he approached, a voice echoed in his mind. — Chosen of the Celestial Diagram... you have finally arrived. Han Feng clenched his fists. He didn't know if this was a test or a trap, but he couldn't back down now. Continua...