The human and Ten Thousand Clans players within the city lashed out, hurling various kinds of magic and True Qi attacks into the darkness like a tidal wave.
However, the darkness simply ignored these attacks, so much so that not even the seventh-tier Demon Cannons could stir a ripple within it...
It was as if they were in two separate worlds, not interfering with each other.
The darkness effortlessly poured into the city. Yi Zheng held his breath and concentrated, staring intently at the darkness, and this time he saw clearly. When the darkness enveloped a player, wisps of black air separated from the darkness and burrowed into the player's body through the eyes, mouth, nose, ears, and other orifices.
Afterward, that player would stand motionless as if their soul had been extracted.
Another player, after standing for a while, suddenly became violent, his eyes bloodshot as he swung his sword, attacking his comrades nearby...
