The male protagonist of the book is poisonous

In the fierce battle against the surging black ghosts, we were gradually overwhelmed by fatigue and powerlessness. These black ghosts seemed to come from the abyss of endless darkness, and their number seemed endless. No sooner had we painstakingly eliminated one wave than a new one surged in like a black tide.

I could clearly feel my spiritual energy rapidly depleting from the constant casting of spells. Every attempt to cast a fire spell felt like digging for water in a dry desert, and the power of the flames grew weaker and weaker like a dying candle. Every burst of flame felt like an overdraft of my strength, and I could feel my body growing heavier and weaker from this excessive consumption.

Senior Brother Chu Feng's situation was equally distressing. Despite his normally formidable swordsmanship and his stubborn resistance, the constant bleeding from his wounds had turned his once rosy complexion pale. His sword-wielding arm seemed to be tugged by an invisible, immense force. Each swing felt like a weight against a crushing burden, and his movements became noticeably slower. Each swing of the sword felt like a final struggle against his fading strength, and the sword's trajectory through the air was no longer as smooth as before, but rather filled with stagnation.

Senior Sister Yun Yao was also in a predicament. Due to the excessive depletion of her spiritual energy, the light emanating from the ice sword in her hand had become extremely dim. The light that had once been as cold and dazzling as the polar ice was now reduced to a faint halo, like a dying candle flickering in the wind. The ice sword's freezing effect on the black ghosts was also much less effective. Where once a single swing of the ice sword could freeze ghosts, now even if it struck a ghost, it could only temporarily halt them, unable to freeze them completely as before.

The evil leader stood behind the black barrier, like a master of darkness. A smug smile gradually crept across his face as he watched us utterly utterly wrecked by the black ghosts' attacks. That smile, like a shadow in the darkness, shone with a sickening cruelty and mockery. He slowly raised his hands and began to chant a new incantation. The incantation was like a whisper from the depths of hell, each syllable brimming with unholy power. As the incantation rang out, the black ghosts seemed infused with new, sinister energy. Their bodies grew more solid, no longer as ethereal as before. Their already terrifying attack speed and power increased dramatically. Their fangs and claws flashed an even more dangerous cold light, and the red glow in their eyes intensified, as if burning with hatred and a desire to kill us.

"This isn't a solution," Senior Brother Chu Feng shouted, his voice tinged with fatigue. His voice seemed faint in the midst of the howling black ghosts, yet it remained resolute, like a ray of hope amidst the darkness.

I clenched my teeth tightly, a surge of resentment welling up within me. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck me, and I remembered a mysterious formation I'd seen in a dusty ancient tome. This formation was extremely special, requiring the three of us to work together, combining our spiritual energies in a unique and complex manner. Success would unleash a force powerful enough to shake the heavens and earth. However, this formation was a double-edged sword, carrying immense risks. Failure would likely backfire on us, causing unimaginable damage.

"Brother, sister, I have a solution." I shouted at the top of my lungs, then quickly explained the details of the formation to them. As I spoke, my voice trembled slightly with nervousness and excitement, and every word seemed to convey a final hope.

After hearing what I said, Senior Brother Chu Feng and Senior Sister Yun Yao exchanged a glance. In their gaze, I saw a hint of hesitation, but more of a firmness and resolve. Then, without hesitation, they nodded, a resolute nod that seemed to be a declaration of war against fate.

The three of us quickly took our positions, following the method described in the ancient texts. It was a triangular formation, with each corner representing a source of power. We began carefully channeling our spiritual energy. My fire spiritual energy flowed slowly from my body like a fiery red ribbon; Senior Brother Chu Feng's sword spiritual energy was a thread of silver light, radiating a sharp aura; Senior Sister Yun Yao's ice spiritual energy was like an icy blue ribbon, permeated with a biting chill. These three different colored spiritual energies flowed slowly between us, like three nimble snakes, intertwined yet independent. We concentrated on controlling the flow of spiritual energy, gradually converging according to the complex routes specified in the ancient texts.

However, this process was fraught with hardship and frustration. Since we had already expended considerable spiritual energy, the fluctuations during the gathering process became extremely volatile, like a small boat caught in a strong wind, threatened to capsize at any moment. Several times, my spiritual energy nearly spiraled out of control, a profoundly dangerous experience. I felt as if my body were being burned from the inside out, every inch of my skin exploding with excruciating pain, as if I were in purgatory. Senior Brother Chu Feng and Senior Sister Yun Yao's expressions also darkened. Beads of sweat covered their foreheads, dripping down their cheeks and onto the ground, a testament to the agony they were enduring.

"Hold steady!" Senior Brother Chu Feng shouted, his voice brimming with strength. Although his body was in immense pain, he endured it, striving to stabilize his spiritual energy output. He gripped the sword tightly, as if drawing strength from it. The lines on the hilt were deeply imprinted in his palm, and the veins on his arm bulged, revealing that he was struggling with all his might against the out-of-control spiritual energy.

Senior Sister Yun Yao also bit her lip, which had turned pale from the exertion. She concentrated on regulating her spiritual power, her eyes tightly closed, her brow slightly furrowed, as if engaged in a silent battle with an invisible enemy. Her body trembled slightly, revealing the immense pressure she was under, but she remained steadfast in controlling her spiritual power, preventing it from deviating even a little.

With the combined efforts of the three of us, the spiritual energy finally began to stabilize with great difficulty, slowly converging along the predetermined path. As if guided by an invisible hand, the three spiritual energy ribbons gradually merged into a vast spiritual energy ball. This spiritual energy ball radiated a multicolored light, imbued with a powerful and mysterious force.

At that moment, the evil leader sensed our intentions. His smug smile vanished in an instant, replaced by a look of nervous alertness. He released his control over the black ghosts, and as if receiving some sort of command, they instantly ceased their attacks and lunged towards us, attempting to disrupt our formation as quickly as possible. Their claws and fangs bared, and a chilling roar emanated from their mouths. The sound echoed through the silent building like a death knell.

"Don't be distracted!" I shouted loudly. As if in sync, the three of us closed our eyes at the same time, concentrating all our attention on the formation. We knew that if we were distracted at this moment, not only would all our previous efforts be wasted, but we might also suffer a catastrophic disaster.

The black ghosts pounced upon us, their fangs and claws like sharp blades, slashing wounds across our bodies. The excruciating pain from those wounds felt like a thousand needles piercing our bodies simultaneously, but we gritted our teeth, enduring the pain and clinging to our spiritual power, preventing the formation from being affected in the slightest. Blood slowly flowed from our wounds, staining our clothes red, but our eyes remained filled with determination and resolve.

Finally, the spiritual energy converged. A dazzlingly powerful, multicolored light shot up from between the three of us, like the breaking light of dawn, instantly illuminating the entire gloomy building. The power within it seemed like a mysterious force from the depths of the universe, powerful and pure. The black ghosts that had descended upon us were instantly purified by the light. They let out shrill cries, their bodies gradually dissipating in the glow, like dark shadows dispelled by sunlight, ultimately vanishing without a trace.

The evil leader's expression changed dramatically upon seeing this scene. His original elation and nervousness vanished, replaced by deep surprise and unconcealed nervousness. His eyes widened slightly, and his mouth dropped open unconsciously, as if he had witnessed something incredible.

The three of us opened our eyes and felt the surging power within us. This force surged through us like a mighty river, filling us with strength and confidence. This formation not only successfully integrated our spiritual energy but also elevated our power to unprecedented heights. It was as if we had gone from being weaklings on the brink of despair to powerful beings possessing the power to destroy heaven and earth.

"Now, it's our turn to fight back!" Senior Brother Chu Feng shouted passionately. His voice was like a mighty bell, echoing through the building, full of strength and determination.

We charged at the evil leader, our momentum unstoppable like a surging tide. I thrust my hands forward, chanting a spell, and a flame many times more powerful than before roared toward the evil leader. Like a roaring dragon, the flames lunged at the evil leader with bared fangs and claws. Wherever the flames passed, the air distorted with scorch, and the ground was scorched black, as if the very earth itself trembled under the flames' might.

Senior Brother Chu Feng's sword flashed with a dazzling light, a radiance like the sun's radiance, making it impossible to look directly at it. His swordsmanship became even sharper, each thrust carrying a devastating aura. His body, like the agility of a cheetah, swiftly moved as he charged towards the evil leader, each movement imbued with power and skill. The sword traced silver trails through the air, like banners of victory, foreshadowing our impending victory.

Senior Sister Yun Yao's ice sword glowed with a powerful radiance, a light like the polar aurora, brilliant yet chilling. She swung the ice sword, sending streams of frigid spiritual energy blasting towards the evil leader like icy arrows. The arrows radiated a biting chill as they flew, freezing the surrounding air into white frost. When the arrows struck the ground around the evil leader, it instantly froze, forming sheets of icy blue ice crystals, as if weaving a frigid cage for the evil leader.

The evil leader hurriedly reinforced his black barrier, chanting an incantation and rapidly forming hand seals. The black barrier's glow deepened, resembling a thick wall of darkness. However, under our powerful attack, the barrier, like fragile glass, quickly cracked. These cracks spread rapidly like black spiderwebs, signaling the barrier's imminent shattering.

He summoned more black ghosts to resist us, but they seemed insignificant before our current strength, like ants facing a giant. As soon as they appeared, they were instantly destroyed by our attacks. Flames reduced them to ash, ice arrows froze them into ice, and long swords chopped them into pieces. They didn't even stand a chance of reaching us.

Our attacks came in waves, like surging ocean waves crashing against the shore. The evil leader began to retreat, his body pierced by our attacks multiple times. Black blood flowed from his wounds. It dripped onto the ground, making a sizzling sound, as if corroding the ground.

"You think you can defeat me like this?" the evil leader roared. His voice was filled with rage, yet also revealed a hint of panic. His eyes were filled with resentment and unwillingness, but he also knew that he was powerless to turn the tide. His body swayed under our attacks, like a candle in the wind, ready to go out at any moment.

We didn't answer him, simply continued our attack. We knew this was our only chance. If we didn't seize this opportunity to defeat him completely, once he recovered, we would have no chance of winning. Our eyes were filled with determination, and we didn't relax our attacks even a little.

Under our fierce attack, the evil leader's defenses were finally broken. His black barrier shattered into countless black fragments, which fell through the air like black snowflakes and vanished. He himself was struck by our attack, flying backwards and slamming heavily into the wall. The sound of the impact echoed throughout the building, like the death knell of his defeat.

We walked up to him, and Senior Brother Chu Feng pointed his sword at his throat: "Your conspiracy ends here." Senior Brother Chu Feng's voice was cold and firm, like the cold wind in winter.

The evil leader looked at us, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness, but he knew he no longer had the strength to resist. His body leaned weakly against the wall, like a shell with its soul sucked out.

We have finally triumphed in this life-or-death battle, but we also know that this world still holds many unknown dangers. Our victory is only temporary, and the road ahead is still filled with challenges. But at this moment, we are immersed in the joy of victory, savoring this hard-earned victory.