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Meng Yang's frown deepened, yet his expression remained unreadable.

As he fixed his gaze on the Northwind Sanctum's Bulwark of Stone and Sky, his cold glare was unexpectedly repelled by black lightning for the first time, casting a shadow over his features.

"Unexpectedly, you've mastered the sinister and enigmatic shadow arts. I wondered how someone in the late period of Imperial Grace