The black-robed man seemed to have burst out of the sky from ancient times, with an unparalleled sense of existence. His figure became more and more blurred in the moonlight, like an untouchable darkness that swallowed up all the light. His face is obscured by the brim of his hat, and no one can peek into his deep eyes, but his upright posture and arrogant temperament reveal his extraordinary identity and origin.

Mu Yu and Li Haoya, two people who are already famous in the world, have an unprecedented fear of this black-robed man at this moment. They never thought that the seemingly ordinary black-robed man in front of them would actually be the legendary Emperor Jun's inheritance god. And in this temple full of mystery and solemnity, he actually exerted the power of inheritance to the extreme, and the vast and boundless power from ancient times made them feel pressured.

The aura around the black-robed man was like an abyss in the night, deep and mysterious. What flowed through his body was not an ordinary power, but the power of Dijun's inheritance, an ancient and powerful power that seemed to destroy all resistance invisibly. Each of his movements carries a peculiar rhythm, as if telling an ancient story, and this story is full of tragedy and glory.

In the depths of the Temple of Emperor Jun, his figure was like a huge shadow, enveloping the entire space. There was a cold glint in his eyes, a steadfastness and determination that came from an ancient tradition. His fingers slid lightly across the void, as if playing a high, mysterious music. As he moved, powerful waves poured out of him, striking the surrounding stone walls with a deafening echo.

Mu Yu and Li Haoya watched all this, their hearts full of shock and awe. They could feel the tremendous power emanating from the black-robed man, a power that they couldn't match. They knew in their hearts that this black-robed man was the real inheritor and the true inheritor of Emperor Jun. And they can only feel their own insignificance and powerlessness in the face of this force.

The figure of the black-robed man became taller and taller in the moonlight, and his presence seemed to have become the center of this world. His movements grew faster and more complex, as if he were performing a grand ceremony. As the ritual progressed, his aura continued to climb, eventually reaching an unimaginable height.

At this moment, Mu Yu and Li Haoya really understood how powerful the black-robed man in front of them was. They had challenged various inheritors countless times, and had gone through countless hardships to get to where they are today, but in front of this black-robed man, they realized how insignificant their strength was.

The black-robed man suddenly stopped his movements, and his figure looked more and more lonely in the moonlight. He raised his head and looked at the starry sky in the distance, as if searching for something. As he moved, a powerful momentum poured out of him and spread out in all directions. This momentum was like a storm in the night, sweeping through the entire Dijun Temple, making Mu Yu and Li Haoya feel suffocated.

At that moment, they understood that this black-robed man had surpassed their imagination. He is not only as simple as Dijun's inheritance god, but also an existence that transcends the inheritance.

Li Haoya no longer dared to hide his clumsiness, and the rod-like weapon in his hand began to show amazing power. His eyes were firm, and he quietly sent the fishing line into the void, and in an instant, the dragon-like lines crossed the space, and a planet seemed to be pulled and slowly smashed in the direction of the black-robed man.

The planet was like a dim sun, drifting in the void, giving people a heavy feeling. It moved silently, like an irresistible force, and the black-robed man clearly felt its oppression. However, the black-robed man did not panic, he raised his hand gently, and the approaching planet suddenly seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, changing its orbit in an instant, avoiding direct impact.

Seeing this, a trace of surprise flashed in Li Haoya's eyes, but the fishing rod in his hand did not stop, but waved it more violently. The fishing line in the void was like a swimming dragon, tumbling and leaping, constantly pulling the planet and attacking the black-robed man. The black-robed man remained calm, and he manipulated the planets in space in a wonderful way, causing them to weave an impregnable barrier in the air and defuse Li Haoya's attacks one by one.

Mu Yu's hands swept across the air, instantly condensing a golden beam of light, like a rising sun that had just jumped out of the sea, with scorching power, shooting straight at the black-robed man opposite. The black-robed man stood not far away, his dark figure looking strange and mysterious in the sunlight. In the face of Mu Yu's attack, he was not afraid, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer.

With a wave of the black-robed man's hand, a black mist floated out of his sleeve, instantly forming a thick shadow barrier, blocking Mu Yu's power of the sun. The golden beam of light slammed into the barrier, vibrating violently, but it couldn't break through the thick darkness.

The black-robed man sneered, waved his hands again, and the shadow barrier instantly expanded, pressing towards Mu Yu in turn. Mu Yu only felt a strong pressure coming towards him, and his body seemed to be swallowed by endless darkness. He was terrified in his heart, but he could not resist the power of darkness. Like a storm in the night, that force blew madly towards him, pushing him into the endless abyss.

And at this critical moment, Mu Yu's white robe fluttered in the wind, like the afterglow of the setting sun, holding on in the dark, unwilling to give in. He took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and with all the strength of his body, threw another punch at the darkness.

On the other side, Yang Cake walked around the back of the black-robed man.

Suddenly, Yang Cake's figure froze, as if attracted by an invisible force.

Behind her, a huge phantom gradually emerged, it was a mighty and domineering glutton. Its eyes were deep and hot, as if it could shoot flames. Its body was large and strong, and every piece of scale armor shone with terrifying power.

Yang Bao shouted, and the gluttonous phantom suddenly pounced on the black-robed man behind her. The attack of that punch was like a landslide and tsunami, with the power of destroying the world and the earth, and smashed violently into the black-robed man. However, despite the fierce attack, the black-robed man stood steady and firm in place like a majestic mountain.

Every attack left a mark on the black-robed man, but it couldn't shake him in the slightest. He looked at Yang Cake coldly, his eyes full of banter and contempt. Yang Cake's face became more and more pale, and her body trembled, but she didn't give up.