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Chapter 78: I Became a Walking Clock (Please Subscribe)

According to the analysis, Heiguang has a peculiar name - Mingguang.

At this moment.

Under the illumination of Mingguang, the walls, ceiling, and furniture in the bedroom were tainted with a dim and cold color, giving off a creepy atmosphere.

Cheng Han looked around and muttered, "What kind of underworld filter is this?!"

However.

Although the colors made people uncomfortable.

Their uses were beyond imagination.

Cheng Han realized the extraordinary power and sighed, "I used to think that light represents the law of daylight, and without light at night, the True Flame Imprint would be greatly restricted.

"Now it seems that my understanding was completely wrong!"

For example - Light Transference.

This skill highly relies on ambient light. It can hardly be used at night, but can function normally during the day. The strongest transmission distance is reached at noon.

Another example - Radiant Leap.

At night, it can only rely on one's own power to teleport, but during the day, it can travel several times farther by utilizing ambient light.

At this moment.

Cheng Han had a thought.

The black light sphere floating in the bedroom suddenly underwent a strange change, with half of it turning white while the other half remained black.

The core light threads in his spiritual sea, which formed the True Flame Imprint, transformed into a dumbbell shape, with one end white and the other end black. The light cluster also changed into black and white.

Cheng Han had a sudden realization, "So light never truly disappears, it just transforms into mysterious Mingguang. The changes between day and night are actually the conversion between light and Mingguang.

"This completely confirms my earlier speculation that light and darkness, day and night in this world are two sides of the same existence."

This is great news.

In the past, his combat power was greatly reduced at night, but now that he has mastered Mingguang, the True Flame Imprint no longer has any weaknesses, and he can fully unleash his strength at night.

While Cheng Han was happy, he also felt puzzled, "By extracting Mingguang from the Divine Soul Stone, it shows that the Divine Gods do not control the law of night, but the law of Mingguang.

"Thinking deeper, since day and night are originally one, why couldn't the Divine Gods grasp the law of light corresponding to daytime? This is really strange."

After pondering for a long time, he gradually had an idea, "The three Divine Gods and the super god battles in ancient times most likely hide unimaginable secrets."

Cheng Han smacked his lips, "It seems like I really need to study archaeology."

After experiencing the Ghost Eye incident, he planned to search for some ancient books, but he had not taken any action. Now he felt that he couldn't delay it any longer.

He made up his mind, "I'll go to the school library tomorrow."

"Snap!"

Cheng Han snapped his fingers.

In the next moment.

He exploded into a mass of black light.

In the hallway.

The flames in the fireplace suddenly dimmed.

The black cat next to it was startled, and its fur stood on end as it jumped up like a spring.

"Meow!"

It let out a sharp cry.

This cat encountered something strange!

At this moment.

A mass of black light flashed.

Cheng Han appeared out of thin air.

He glanced at the fireplace and summarized a rule, "Mingguang can suppress normal light, which is why the flames in the fireplace turned out like this."

The black cat turned its head to look at its owner, then looked at the fireplace, finally realizing that all of this was done by its owner.

No.

It was a big disaster!

The black cat raised its head and protested vehemently, "Meow! Meow! Meow!"

You scared me!

Do you know that scaring a cat can scare it to death?

Cheng Han knew he was at fault and quickly appeased it, "Sheriff, what do you want for breakfast?"

The black cat squatted in front of the fireplace, leaving him its back.

The cat didn't want to talk.

The cat just wanted to be left alone.

Cheng Han blinked and took out his trump card, "Sheriff, do you want a massage?"

"Meow!"

The black cat jumped up again.

This time, it wasn't out of fear.

It was out of joy.

Cheng Han smiled.

There was nothing he couldn't handle when it came to dealing with his own sheriff.

If there was, then it would take two tries.

*

6:33 AM.

Cheng Han suddenly felt a sensation in his spiritual sea.

Inside, the half-black and half-white True Flame Imprint, the white light sphere became noticeably brighter, while the black part faded a lot.

He couldn't help but be stunned, "Is it dawn?"

Cheng Han pushed open the window and glanced outside.

Sure enough.

The sky was turning slightly white.

The night was being dispelled.

In extraordinary terms, the power of light was barely surpassing Mingguang.

This was the boundary point between night and day.

Cheng Han had a strange expression on his face: "The newly completed True Flame Seal now has the function of a 'Celestial Clock'? So, have I become a walking clock?"

Interesting!

He looked up at the sky, as if he had realized something: "The power of the Dark Light is probably extremely sensitive. Even if I become a Xuan Shi in the future, I should avoid revealing it in front of others."

Another thought crossed his mind.

The residual imprint in his spiritual sea quickly faded from black to white.

Caution is of utmost importance!

Cheng Han left his house and walked on the street, noticing that there were noticeably fewer pedestrians than usual.

This was naturally the aftermath of last night's events.

He walked for a while and saw two patrols with several spirit hounds trudging through the snow.

Whether it was the patrols or the spirit hounds, they all had a tired look in their eyes.

Cheng Han calculated for a moment and shook his head slightly: "Patrolling all night is too tiring. It seems that the job of an official worker is not as good as it seems."

He pondered for a moment and activated the imprint of his spirit.

One after another, extremely obscure messages flashed through the void like lightning.

Wang, there are orders!

The moment to disperse the Sky Knights has come!

Soon enough, there was movement in the city.

"Caw! Caw!"

A series of harsh cries came over.

Black dots rose from the woods and flew in groups towards the distance.

These were the Night Owl flock.

Although they were nocturnal birds, they occasionally moved during the day.

According to the script, Cheng Han would have arranged for most of the flock to quietly leave Qinglin City in the next few days.

A perfect performance requires a perfect finale.

This was also a signal to the authorities - the mysterious person has left.

But the tension in the city was too high, so he decisively decided to bring forward the finale and hold it in broad daylight for everyone to see.

Cheng Han stood in place, watching the Night Owl flock fly away, and softly said a farewell phrase: "The mountains are high and the rivers are long, goodbye to the rivers and lakes!"

He withdrew his gaze and walked briskly.

In the distance.

On a street.

Six patrol officers stood silently in the snow, watching a flock of Night Owls fly out of the city.

Before long.

The flock disappeared from sight.

The team leader of this patrol let out a sigh of relief and smiled, "They've left."

To be honest, ever since he learned that there was a mysterious strong person behind the Night Owl flock, he always felt a psychological pressure whenever he saw them.

And last night, the terrifying pillar of light that illuminated the sky had pushed his pressure to its peak.

It turned out that the mysterious person was so powerful that even the esteemed Xuan Shi had to resort to such powerful means.

The team members began to echo.

"Yes!"

"They're finally gone."

The tired faces became relaxed.

"Woof! Woof!"

The spirit hounds wagged their tails happily.

Due to the magnitude of the incident, Qinglin High School was inevitably affected.

A police line was set up at the school gate.

There was also a long queue.

Any teachers or students entering or leaving the school had to undergo a check.

This was not difficult to understand.

From the perspective of the authorities, the dark cult infiltrating the city could be considered as a group of strong individuals. Who knows if they had secretly done anything.

Before Cheng Han reached the gate, he suddenly heard a shout.

"You, kid! I didn't call you, why are you coming over?"

The speaker was a middle-aged patrol officer.

His face was also full of fatigue, obviously busy all night and still had to continue working. His mood was quite bad.

The one being scolded was a junior high school girl. When she heard the shout, she immediately froze in place, her face filled with fear.

The middle-aged patrol officer saw that she didn't move and sternly shouted, "Are you deaf? Hurry back!"

Cheng Han frowned and shouted loudly, "Mr. Patrol Officer!"

The middle-aged patrol officer turned his head and looked at him, his tone very impolite, "This is none of your business. Go to the back and line up."

"Bang!"

Cheng Han decisively kicked the snow.

His figure immediately turned into a gust of wind, gliding across the snow, and in the blink of an eye, he stood in front of the patrol officer, nearly twenty meters away.

This move was executed with an indescribable sense of fluidity.

It was the eighth move of the Jiuyuan Strong Body Technique, the Ascending Magpie Stance.

The middle-aged patrol officer's pupils contracted as he watched.

A master!

Cheng Han's voice became firm, "I am the head prefect of Qinglin High School. Any conflicts that occur in this area are related to me!"

He looked at the girl again and said gently, "Don't be afraid, no one can bully you in Qinglin High School."

End of Chapter 4.

(This chapter is complete.)