The male protagonist of the book is poisonous

The evil leader's eyes burned with rage, the murderous intent in them like tangible arrows, eager to pierce us. He launched the attack, his hands tightly gripping the black wand emitting an evil aura, and he uttered a series of obscure and sinister incantations. The incantation sounded like a curse emanating from the depths of hell, and each syllable seemed to freeze the air with a layer of frost. Then, with a fierce wave of his wand, a beam of black magic, like a roaring prehistoric beast, shot towards us at lightning speed. The destructive power contained in this beam was beyond imagination. As it hurtled, space ripped apart like fragile paper, emitting a chilling hiss. Everything around him was distorted by this evil force, as if the end of the world was approaching.

Senior Brother Chu Feng has been fighting alongside us, his calm and composed gaze like the depths of a lake, unperturbed. The moment the black magic beam struck, he reacted with incredible speed, like a nimble cat, dodging with incredible agility. His movements were so swift that they barely left a trace, each subtle movement imbued with power and precision. At the same time, he swung the sword, radiating the light of justice, without hesitation. As if sensing its master's resolve, the sword instantly unleashed a brilliant burst of sword energy. This energy, like the first ray of light breaking through the darkness at dawn, carried Senior Brother Chu Feng's righteous power and struck back at the evil cultivator leader. The sword energy and the black magic beam clashed violently in mid-air, erupting in a breathtaking collision of energy. The energy surged like a surging tsunami, spreading wildly in all directions with overwhelming force, shaking the air and causing a humming sound like countless angry wasps frantically dancing around one's ears, causing pain in one's eardrums.

Senior Sister Yun Yao knew the situation was dire and there was no room for slackness. She took a deep breath, quickly adjusting her composure. Her hands, like dancing butterflies, formed seals with swift and precise precision. Her fingers formed complex and mysterious gestures in the air, each movement weaving a powerful spiritual shield. Simultaneously, she chanted a mantra, the incantation flowing from her mouth like a trickle, each syllable imbued with resolute spiritual power. As the incantation flowed, a blue spiritual shield slowly rose around the three of us. This shield, like a vast, solid blue dome, emanated a soft yet resilient glow, temporarily repelling the waves of attacks from the evil cultivators. The attacks struck the shield like rain on solid glass, sending up dazzling, multicolored sparks of spiritual energy that flickered for a moment before gradually dissipating.

"We must be careful, they are outnumbered," Senior Sister Yun Yao said solemnly, her eyes like a sharp eagle's, warily scanning the surrounding evil cultivators who were eyeing them with eagerness. Although her voice was calm, it revealed a subtle nervousness.

I tightly gripped the faintly glowing dagger in my hand, its blade gleaming with an icy cold light in the dim light. Though it looked insignificant, I knew in this life-or-death moment, it was like a deadly snake lurking in the shadows, poised to strike a fatal blow at any moment. I focused my full attention, staring intently at the evil cultivators before me, like a seasoned hunter searching for a flaw in his prey. My heartbeat involuntarily quickened, its thumping rhythm like a battle drum, beating within my chest, infusing me with the strength to forge ahead.

Seeing that we weren't easily defeated by their initial assault, the evil cultivators quickly began to shift formation. Their movements were perfectly synchronized, like a well-trained army of darkness. In a blink of an eye, they formed a tight circle, trapping us in its center. Then, they simultaneously launched an even more ferocious assault from different directions. Streams of black magic and evil spiritual energy poured down upon us like a torrential downpour. As if imbued with demonic life, these magical and spiritual energies lunged at us with bared fangs and claws. The thick, evil aura they emanated drowned us like a dark tide, leaving us feeling as if we were trapped in an endless abyss of darkness, barely able to breathe.

Seeing this, Senior Brother Chu Feng shouted without hesitation: "We can't just sit there and wait to die, rush out!" His voice was like a huge bell, echoing throughout the entire warehouse. The voice was full of firm belief and fearless courage, as if it could dispel the darkness around them.

He led the charge, charging bravely in one direction. His sword, wielding it, danced like a silver dragon through the air, its movements impenetrable. Each swing of the sword accurately parried the incoming attack. As the sword collided with the evil forces, a resounding, crisp metallic clash echoed through the air like a stirring battle melody. Senior Sister Yunyao and I followed Senior Brother Chufeng without hesitation, unleashing our own spiritual powers and magic to engage in a thrilling, life-or-death struggle against the evil cultivators.

I threw myself into the battle, my eyes fixed on the enemy before me, daring not to lose focus for even a moment. Amidst the intense chaos of the battle, I suddenly spotted a flaw in one of the evil cultivators' defenses. His movements were slightly slow, a subtle hint of panic in his eyes, leaving a gap in his defense. I keenly seized this opportunity, silently spurring myself forward, and like a cannonball, I lunged towards him. My steps were so swift they practically left a trail of shadows on the ground, and in an instant, I had crossed the distance between us. Without hesitation, I raised my dagger, channeling all my strength into a single thrust, stabbing him hard in the vitals. The evil cultivator's eyes widened in horror, and he tried to dodge, but it was too late. The dagger pierced his body unhindered. A stream of blood gushed out, and the evil cultivator let out a shrill scream, his body slowly collapsing like a puddle of mud.

"Well done!" Senior Brother Chu Feng shouted, his voice full of praise and encouragement. This voice was like warm sunshine, dispelling the slightest fear in my heart and making me more determined to fight.

However, upon seeing his men stabbed by me, the evil leader flew into a rage. His face flushed crimson, as if ignited by rage, his eyes threatening to burst into flames of fury. He raised his wand high in both hands, and it seemed to grow even more sinister in his fury. He began to chant an ancient, sinister spell, a spell that seemed to emanate from the ancient Dark Ages, imbued with the power of darkness, corruption, and destruction. Each syllable sounded like a demonic roar from the depths of hell, a sound that chilled the very blood. As the spell rang out, dark clouds suddenly filled the sky, shrouding the once clear sky in darkness. The clouds, like an army of darkness summoned by the devil, piled up layer upon layer, growing thicker and lower, as if plunging the entire world into endless darkness. A massive black lightning flashed and danced within the clouds, like an enraged black dragon tumbling madly through the clouds. The power it held seemed capable of destroying the entire world, a terrifying sight.

"Oh no! He's about to unleash his ultimate!" Senior Sister Yun Yao screamed, her voice filled with worry and fear. Her face turned pale, her eyes fixed on the black lightning in the sky, and her hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

Upon witnessing this scene, we involuntarily paused our actions, our gaze fixed intently on the evil leader. The black lightning struck us headlong, its speed almost impassable, reaching us in the blink of an eye. The immense force distorted the surrounding space beyond recognition, bending and distorting light within the warped space, as if the entire world had been drawn into a vast vortex.

Senior Brother Chu Feng, fully aware of the impact of this blow, acted decisively, plunging his sword deeply into the ground without hesitation. The moment the sword pierced the ground, it trembled violently, as if the very earth itself felt the overwhelming force and groaned in pain. His hands formed seals swiftly and expertly, his fingers dancing through the air at breakneck speed, like a master creating a masterpiece. He attempted to withstand the powerful attack with his own spiritual power and skill. His eyes revealed unwavering determination, showing no sign of retreat, like a towering mountain, unshakable. Senior Sister Yun Yao, too, poured her entire spiritual power into her shield without reservation. She closed her eyes tightly, her brow furrowed, and she concentrated with complete concentration, channeling her spiritual power into the shield like a surging river.

I stood behind them, my heart filled with fear, but I knew I couldn't retreat now. I gritted my teeth, mustered all my courage, and channeled my remaining spiritual energy toward the shield. Though feeble, it merged with the shield's powerful spiritual power like a trickle merging into a river, hoping to contribute a small amount to its defensive strength.

Black lightning struck the shield, unleashing a deafening roar. It was like a thousand thunderclaps exploding simultaneously in our ears. The entire warehouse shook violently, as if it would collapse at any moment. The impact caused our bodies to tremble slightly, and cracks instantly appeared in the shield. These cracks spread rapidly across the shield like spider webs, becoming more numerous and larger, as if the shield would shatter completely in the next moment.

"We can't hold on any longer!" Senior Sister Yun Yao cried desperately, her voice filled with helplessness and despair. Her body trembled slightly from the excessive force, and sweat continued to drip from her forehead.

Just as the shield was about to shatter, a streak of white light suddenly pierced from afar. Like dazzling sunlight piercing through thick layers of dark clouds, it hurtled straight toward the black lightning. Bright and pure, imbued with the power of hope, it charged toward the dark forces with unstoppable momentum. The moment the light and lightning intersected, they locked in a stalemate. The white light and black lightning formed a stark and intense contrast in the air, like a thrilling duel between light and darkness.

"Who is it?" the evil leader asked in surprise, a hint of doubt and uneasiness in his voice. The confidence and arrogance in his eyes faded somewhat, replaced by a wariness of an unknown force.

We also looked toward the source of the light and saw a man in white flying toward us. He was handsome, emanating a powerful aura of strength and justice. But he was not Senior Brother Chu Feng; he was a mysterious figure we had never seen before. His appearance was like a star of hope in the darkness, bringing us a new turn of events.

"Who is this?" I was full of doubts, but at the same time, a new hope surged in my heart.

The mysterious man quickly flew close to us. He looked at us with a hint of concern in his eyes, then turned around to face the evil leader. A new battle was about to begin.

At this critical moment, the mysterious man in white slowly landed in front of us. The evil leader, with a wary look on his face, shouted again, "Who is this?"

The man in white didn't respond immediately, but instead calmly scanned his surroundings. The powerful aura of justice he exuded was like a tangible wave, constantly impacting the surrounding evil atmosphere.

After a moment, the man in white slowly spoke, his voice like a clear stream flowing through the valley: "My name is Luo Chen. I was passing by here and saw that the evil spirit was spreading here, so I came to help."

Senior Brother Chu Feng clasped his fists slightly to express his gratitude: "Thank you, Brother Luo, for your help. Otherwise, we would have been unable to resist today."

Luo Chen waved his hand gently: "Don't be polite, evil cultivators have committed many evil deeds, and everyone has the right to punish them."

Senior Sister Yunyao also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Brother Luo, this evil cultivator leader is very powerful. That move just now almost wiped out our entire army."

Luo Chen looked at the dark clouds in the sky that had not yet dissipated, and the magic wand in the hands of the evil cultivator leader that was emitting an evil light. His eyes became more determined: "No problem, today I will fight alongside you and wipe out these evil cultivators in one fell swoop."

Upon hearing Luo Chen's words, the evil cultivator leader laughed arrogantly: "Hmph, you ignorant brat, dare to speak so arrogantly? Today is the day you die!"

After saying that, the evil leader raised his wand again, ready to launch a new round of attacks. A more intense battle was about to begin.