I dominated the game from the start with cards.

The dark souls had just dissipated, leaving a faint, sweet, and metallic scent in the air. Before Ye Ling and the others could even catch their breath, the surrounding dark aura began to surge again, like boiling ink, rolling and spreading.

Ye Ling felt a chill run down his spine.

He knew the Blood Demon wouldn't let this opportunity pass. "Be careful!" Before Ye Ling could finish speaking, a dark figure flashed out from the depths of the cave, as fast as lightning.

The dark figure held a dagger that emitted a ghostly light and stabbed it towards Qingyue, who was closest to him.

Qingyue reacted quickly, barely managing to dodge to the side, but her sleeve was still torn by the dagger, revealing her fair arm with a bloody gash.

"Qingyue!" Shu Yao exclaimed in surprise. A shimmering green light flickered in her hand, and a soft glow enveloped Qingyue, rapidly healing her wounds. Upon seeing this, Ye Ling immediately pulled out a card from his pocket.

A faint light flickered on the card, and a small fire spirit appeared and disappeared.

This is the strongest attack card he can currently use, but after a series of battles, his power has not yet recovered, and the card's power has been greatly reduced.

He threw the card at the shadowy figure, and the fire spirit roared as it charged towards the opponent.

However, the shadowy figure smiled contemptuously, and with a flash, easily dodged the fire spirit's attack.

"Is that all you've got?" The shadowy figure's voice was hoarse and grating, like the scraping of metal, sending chills down one's spine. "Looks like you're nothing special after all."

Ye Ling gritted his teeth. He knew he was at a disadvantage, but he couldn't give up.

He quickly pulled another card from his pocket; it was a defensive card that could temporarily block attacks.

Seeing Ye Ling take out cards again, the shadowy figure's eyes flashed with mockery. "Just a death throes." He swung his dagger again, attacking Ye Ling.

Just at this critical moment, Elder Ling suddenly appeared in front of Ye Ling. He held a cane in his hand and gently tapped it, thus neutralizing the attack from the dark figure.

"Young man, don't be impulsive." Elder Ling's voice was calm and powerful, giving people a sense of security.

The dark figure was forced back a few steps, its gaze fixed coldly on Elder Ling.

"Old man, why are you meddling in other people's business?" Elder Ling ignored the shadowy figure's provocation and turned to Ye Ling, saying, "Child, you are not in a good state to fight right now. Step back and rest."

Although Ye Ling was unwilling, he knew that his current situation was indeed very bad.

He took a deep breath, nodded, and stepped back to Shu Yao and Qing Yue's side.

"Who are you?" Qingyue stared warily at the shadowy figure, her grip on her sword tight. The shadowy figure sneered, "I am Shadow, a follower of Lord Blood Demon."

The Blood Demon watched the battle from the sidelines. He slowly raised his hand, and an invisible pressure enveloped Ye Ling and the others. The surrounding air became thin, breathing became difficult, and their movements became even slower.

Shu Yao tried to alleviate the situation with her spiritual healing power, but the effect was minimal.

A cruel smile curled at the corner of Blood Demon's lips. "Now, the game has only just begun..." he said slowly. "Shadow, don't let them die too easily..."

The Blood Demon's crimson eyes gleamed with mockery as he slowly raised a hand, as if he controlled everything in the world. An invisible pressure emanated from him, enveloping Ye Ling and the others.

The surrounding air seemed to be sucked out, becoming thin, making it difficult to breathe, and my chest felt as if it were being pressed down by a boulder.

Their movements became sluggish, as if they were stuck in quagmire, and every step was extremely difficult.

Shu Yao's face was pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She gritted her teeth, and a faint green light flickered in her hand as she tried to alleviate the oppression with her spiritual healing power, but the power of the Blood Demon was too strong, and her efforts were like a drop in the ocean, with little effect.

Qingyue gripped the sword tightly in her hand, her body trembling slightly, but her eyes were firm, showing no sign of backing down.

Elder Ling's expression was solemn. He pounded the ground with his cane, and an invisible force surrounded him, resisting the pressure from the Blood Demon.

Ye Ling felt as if her lungs were about to explode, and every breath was like being cut by a knife.

His body felt as heavy as if it were filled with lead, making it almost impossible for him to move. Looking at Shu Yao and Qing Yue's suffering, he felt utterly powerless.

Are they really going to die here? A cruel smile curled at the corner of Shadow's lips as he slowly raised the dagger in his hand and approached Ye Ling step by step.

“It’s over,” his hoarse voice cried out, like a call from hell, “Go to hell!”

Just as the shadow's dagger was about to pierce Ye Ling's chest, Ye Ling suddenly felt a new power awakening within him.

This power, like a sleeping dragon, awakens at this moment, surging and roaring within him.

He gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain in his body, and concentrated his energy to fuse this newfound power with the card in his hand.

The faint light on the card instantly became dazzling, and a powerful energy fluctuation emanated from the card.

Ye Ling hurled the card at the shadow, and a beam of light, like a sharp sword, pierced the darkness and struck the shadow hard.

The shadow let out a piercing scream as his body was blasted away by the bright light, crashing heavily against the cave wall. He struggled to his feet, but his body trembled uncontrollably.

Ye Ling was panting heavily; that attack had almost exhausted all his strength.

But he knew that was far from enough. He had to find a way to completely defeat the Blood Demon, or they would all be doomed.

After being repelled, Shadow did not launch another attack rashly. His cold gaze swept over Ye Ling and the others, a strange smile appearing on his lips.

He slowly raised his hands, muttering incantations, and the surrounding air began to distort and deform.

"Be careful!" Elder Ling suddenly warned, "He's going to create an illusion!" Before he finished speaking, the scenery around Ye Ling and the others began to change rapidly.

Countless shadowy figures emerged from the darkness, wielding daggers and with ferocious faces, like demons from hell, and pounced on Ye Ling and the others.

Ye Ling and the others were surrounded by countless shadows, unable to distinguish between the real and the fake.

Their defenses had a breach, and they could be pierced by the shadow's dagger at any moment... "This..."

Ye Ling's voice trembled slightly as he looked at the dense shadows around him, a deep despair welling up inside him... "Too many..." Countless shadows surged in like a tide, their sharp blades flashing coldly, dazzling the eye. Ye Ling and the others were trapped in the center of the illusion, like a lone boat tossed about in a storm, on the verge of capsizing at any moment.

They brandished their weapons, repelling one shadow after another, but more shadows, like maggots clinging to bones, kept emerging in an endless stream.

Qingyue clung tightly to Ye Ling, her body trembling slightly.

She looked up at Ye Ling, her eyes filled with dependence, and whispered, "Brother Ye Ling, I'm so scared."

Her hair gently brushed against Ye Ling's cheek, and Ye Ling could sense her fear.

Ye Ling gripped the card in his hand, forcing himself to calm down. He knew that fear would only make them more vulnerable. He looked around, trying to find a flaw in the illusion.

Shu Yao's face also turned pale, but the emerald green light in her hand shone even brighter as she continuously released healing power to heal everyone.

"Concentrate!" Ye Ling shouted. "Don't be fooled by illusions! They're just fake!"

His voice echoed in the cave, but it seemed to be swallowed up by some force, sounding weak and powerless.

The illusions of the shadows grew increasingly real, and even the air was thick with the stench of blood.

Ye Ling felt a wave of dizziness, his vision began to blur, and the cards in his hand felt heavy.

He recalled the helplessness he felt when facing the evil spirits, a sense of powerlessness that almost suffocated him.

He told himself he couldn't let his companions be in danger again. He silently prayed that the Spirit Elder would appear again to help them.

Just then, he felt a chilling killing intent coming from behind. He turned around abruptly and saw a shadowy figure silently approaching Shu Yao, a dagger gleaming in its hand.

"Shu Yao! Watch out!" Ye Ling shouted, throwing a card in his hand at the same time.

The card transformed into a golden light, striking the shadow's arm. The shadow let out a muffled groan, and the dagger fell to the ground.

Still shaken, Shu Yao glanced gratefully at Ye Ling and continued to unleash her healing power.

Ye Ling's gaze was fixed on the shadowy figure; he knew this was only a temporary respite.

There were too many Shadows; they couldn't go on like this forever. The Shadow clutched its injured arm, glaring venomously at Ye Ling.

He let out a sharp whistle, and the surrounding shadows surged in even more frantically.

Ye Ling and the others were once again caught in a fierce battle. Just then, Ye Ling sensed a powerful aura approaching. He looked up and saw a tall figure slowly emerging from the darkness.

The figure exuded a suffocating sense of oppression; it was the Blood Demon.

Blood Demon's crimson eyes swept over Ye Ling and the others, a cruel smile appearing on his lips.

“It seems you’re having a lot of fun,” he said slowly, “but the game is over now.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful force swept towards Ye Ling and the others...

"No..." Ye Ling gritted his teeth, clutching the last card tightly in his hand... The Blood Demon's pressure was like a mountain collapsing, and Ye Ling could hardly breathe.

He recalled the helplessness he felt when he first faced the demon, and the chilling fear crept up his spine once more.

If Elder Ling hadn't appeared in time that time, he probably would have already lost his life.

Now, facing an even more powerful Blood Demon, how should he deal with it? He cannot back down; Shu Yao and Qing Yue are behind him, and he must protect them! Ye Ling silently prayed in his heart, "Elder Ling, if you can hear me, please grant me strength once more!"

The shadows multiplied, like a black tide, constantly assaulting Ye Ling's defensive lines. Cards flew out of Ye Ling's hand one after another, transforming into various supernatural creatures to fight against the shadows.

Fireballs, ice spikes, and vines intertwined, illuminating the dark cave. However, even with Ye Ling's utmost efforts, he could not withstand this endless army of shadows.

Exhaustion washed over Ye Ling like a tidal wave, her breathing became rapid, and her hand holding the card began to tremble. Shu Yao's face grew increasingly pale, but the emerald green light in her hand never went out.

She bit her lip lightly, fine beads of sweat forming on her forehead. Healing spiritual energy flowed continuously to Ye Ling and Qing Yue, repairing their wounds. Qing Yue gripped Ye Ling's sleeve tightly, her eyes filled with fear, but she still struggled to wield her short sword, repelling the approaching shadows.

Just then, taking advantage of the distraction caused by the illusions and attacks, a shadowy figure silently circled around to Shu Yao's back.

The dagger in his hand gleamed with a chilling light, like the forked tongue of a venomous snake, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment. This shadowy figure was none other than Blood Demon's trusted confidant, renowned for his treachery and cunning.

He knew that Shu Yao was the core healer of the team, and that if he eliminated her, Ye Ling and the others would lose their ability to continue fighting. Ye Ling sensed something was amiss and turned around abruptly, only to see a blurry black shadow flash past behind Shu Yao.

His heart sank, and an ominous premonition surged within him. He wanted to warn Shu Yao, but the surrounding shadows surged up as if possessed, encircling him and preventing him from getting away.

He could only watch helplessly as the dark figure drew closer and closer to Shu Yao, the dagger in its hand raised high... Blood Demon stood at a distance, coldly observing all of this.

A cruel smile played on his lips, as if he had already foreseen the hopeless end for Ye Ling and the others.

He didn't rush to strike, wanting to savor the sight of his prey struggling in fear. He enjoyed the feeling of being in control, as if he were the master of the world.

The shadowy dagger drew closer and closer to Shu Yao. Just as the dagger was about to pierce her, Ye Ling roared, "No!" At the same time, he threw out his last card. He knew that the power of this card was not enough to fight against the Blood Demon, but he had to do something, even if it was just to fight for a sliver of hope... The card spun in the air, emitting a dazzling light, and transformed into a huge shield that blocked Shu Yao's path.

"Too late..." Blood Demon uttered two words contemptuously, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes.