The Yang Energy Nail affixed to the shadow of the Dark Law King began to quiver, then intensified its tremors, and finally shot out, forming a pillar of Yang Energy that reached into the sky.
Subsequently, the surrounding air, which had been icy cold, was filled with a mighty Yin Qi Spiritual Power.
The Dark Law King was back!
In his eyes, there was a mix of surprise and fury—three parts astonishment for seeing both King Shuanglin and King Wumeng heavily injured, and seven parts rage because his own shadow had just been pinned by the Yang Soul Nail, as if he had been nailed to a pillar of shame.
"Dark Law King, you're back!" King Shuanglin said, his voice hoarse.
He tried his best to feign normalcy, not wanting to appear as disheveled as King Wumeng currently sprawled on the ground. However, his rasp did nothing to hide his weakness.