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The demonic entity stepped into the maze step by step. The deep passages seemed like the throat of a giant beast, swallowing its massive form. The tension in the air was almost tangible, suffocating everyone. Li Xuan and the others hid behind carefully arranged cover, their hearts pounding like deafening drums. When the demonic entity fully entered the maze and arrived at the battlefield they had planned, it stopped. Its scarlet eyes scanned the surroundings, seemingly sensing something unusual. A flash of doubt crossed its eyes, replaced by an even more intense aura of ferocity. "It seems to have discovered something..." Lin Yu whispered, nervously watching the demonic entity's every move. Li Xuan shook his head slightly, signaling Lin Yu to remain calm. "Proceed according to plan." His deep voice echoed in the narrow space. Lin Yu took a deep breath, gripped his longsword tightly, and launched a feint attack as planned. He moved nimbly, his sword flashing like a rainbow, aiming straight for the demonic entity's face. As expected, the Ghost Fiend fell for the trap, letting out a deafening roar as its black aura surged, meeting Lin Yu's attack head-on. Just then, Mu Yang silently approached the Ghost Fiend from the side. He gripped a sharp dagger, aiming at the Ghost Fiend's weak point, preparing to deliver a fatal blow. However, the Ghost Fiend seemed to sense something, suddenly turning and unleashing a fierce palm strike aimed directly at Mu Yang. "Be careful!" Seeing this, Elder Zhou immediately used a skill from behind, a golden light enveloping Mu Yang, forming a protective barrier. The Ghost Fiend's attack was blocked by the golden light, producing a muffled sound. Disrupted by Elder Zhou's skill, the Ghost Fiend was momentarily flustered. But it quickly adjusted, chanting incantations, its black aura surging, a powerful energy wave emanating from its body. It suddenly unleashed a palm strike, a black wave of light sweeping out, simultaneously knocking Mu Yang and Lin Yu back. The two crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out blood. The demon let out a triumphant roar, its crimson eyes filled with contempt. It believed victory was assured, unaware that this was precisely Li Xuan's plan. Li Xuan had been quietly observing the battle, waiting for the perfect moment. Seeing the demon reveal an opening, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and he charged towards it with lightning speed. The demon smiled contemptuously at Li Xuan's approach. It didn't take this seemingly frail young man seriously, merely casually swinging a palm strike, intending to send him flying. Li Xuan's figure abruptly stopped before the demon… Li Xuan's figure stopped abruptly before the demon, not because he was stopped by the demon's attack, but because he deliberately halted. A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips, and a gleaming dagger appeared out of thin air in his hand. This dagger was no ordinary weapon; it was the only relic left after his sect was destroyed—the Soul-Devouring Blade.

The Ghost Fiend sneered, its palm strike carrying a chilling killing intent, aimed directly at Li Xuan's face. It thought this strike would crush Li Xuan into dust, but unexpectedly, Li Xuan advanced instead of retreating, his figure flashing like a ghost, actually dodging this fatal blow. "A mere trick," the Ghost Fiend sneered, its black energy surging again, condensing into a gigantic black claw, reaching for Li Xuan. Li Xuan's eyes narrowed, the Soul-Devouring Blade drawing a silver-white arc, precisely piercing the center of the black claw. A crisp "clang" rang out, the black claw actually being blocked by the Soul-Devouring Blade. A hint of surprise flashed in the Ghost Fiend's eyes; it hadn't expected Li Xuan to be able to block its attack. It roared, increasing its power output, the black energy on the claw becoming even denser, as if it wanted to devour Li Xuan. Li Xuan gritted his teeth, resisting the attack of the black claw. He felt a powerful force pressing down on him, as if to crush him. His body began to tremble, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. "Li Xuan!" Mu Yang and Lin Yu cried out anxiously upon seeing this. They wanted to rush forward to help, but were stopped by Elder Zhou. "Don't be impulsive, now is not the time," Elder Zhou said in a deep voice. He knew Li Xuan's plan, and rushing forward now would only disrupt Li Xuan's rhythm. Li Xuan was hit by the Ghost Fiend's attack, his body crashing heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He felt as if all the bones in his body had shattered, the intense pain making it almost impossible for him to breathe. But he knew he couldn't back down; he had to persevere. He struggled to his feet, his eyes filled with an indomitable will. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and gripped the Soul-Devouring Blade tightly once more. "Again!" Li Xuan roared, charging at the Ghost Fiend again. Enraged by Li Xuan's tenacity, the Ghost Fiend let out a deafening roar, its black energy surging again, condensing into countless black light blades that shot towards Li Xuan. Li Xuan nimbly dodged the attacks of the black light blades, while searching for the Ghost Fiend's weakness. He discovered that while the Ghost Fiend's spells were powerful, they had a brief pause after being cast consecutively. "Now!" Li Xuan thought to himself. He took a deep breath, concentrating all his strength into the Soul-Devouring Blade, and thrust it towards the Ghost Fiend's chest. "You..." The Ghost Fiend looked at the Soul-Devouring Blade so close at hand, a flicker of terror in its eyes. The Soul-Devouring Blade, with a whooshing sound, pierced the Ghost Fiend's chest. The Ghost Fiend let out a shrill scream, its massive body trembling violently. It stared in disbelief at the Soul-Devouring Blade piercing its chest, its eyes filled with terror and resentment. At this critical moment, Li Xuan's mental perception suddenly erupted. A scene flashed through his mind: the Ghost Fiend's magical power fluctuations had become slightly disordered—a brief pause in its power after casting a series of powerful spells. This fleeting flaw, imperceptible to ordinary people, was a fatal opportunity for Li Xuan, who possessed keen mental perception. "Now!" Li Xuan roared inwardly, simultaneously sending a signal only his team could understand—his left thumb and forefinger crossed rapidly twice. Mu Yang, Lin Yu, and Old Zhou, lying in ambush, were already poised to strike. Seeing Li Xuan's signal, the three launched their strongest attacks almost simultaneously. Mu Yang drew his family heirloom sword, its blade flashing like a rainbow, thrusting straight at the Ghost Fiend's back; Lin Yu clenched his fists, his knuckles ablaze, and slammed them into the Ghost Fiend's abdomen; Old Zhou chanted an incantation, summoning a massive bolt of lightning that struck the Ghost Fiend's head. The Ghost Fiend was caught completely off guard. It had thought victory was assured, but Li Xuan had unexpectedly detected its weakness and set such a meticulously crafted trap. The three attacks struck the Ghost Fiend almost simultaneously, causing it to roar in pain, its massive body swaying precariously. Taking advantage of the Ghost Fiend's disarray, Li Xuan unhesitatingly unleashed his ultimate move—the Soul-Devouring Slash. A dazzling light erupted from the Soul-Devouring Blade, a sharp sword aura slicing through the air, striking the Ghost Fiend's vitals. "Ah—" The Ghost Fiend let out a heart-wrenching scream, its body contorting violently, black mist emanating from it before finally dissipating into a wisp of smoke. Li Xuan and the others watched the Ghost Fiend vanish, letting out a long sigh of relief. This arduous battle was finally over; they had won! Sister Wu rushed forward to tend to Li Xuan's wounds. Li Xuan's face was somewhat pale, but he wore a relaxed smile: "We succeeded." Old Zhou walked to Li Xuan's side, patted his shoulder, and said approvingly, "Well done, kid. Your mental perception really helped a lot." Lin Yu also excitedly walked over, putting his arm around Li Xuan's shoulder and exclaiming, "Brother, you're amazing! I'm truly impressed!" Li Xuan smiled; he knew this victory was hard-won. Without the cooperation of his teammates and his keen mental perception, they would likely have struggled to defeat the Ghost Fiend. Although he had defeated Gui Sha, Li Xuan felt no relief. He knew this was just the beginning. Many more challenges awaited them, and they didn't know what challenges they would face next. The truth behind their sect's destruction remained shrouded in mystery. "Let's go," Li Xuan said, raising his head and looking ahead with unwavering determination. "We still have a long way to go." Mu Yang walked to Li Xuan's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "No matter what challenges lie ahead, we will face them together." Li Xuan nodded, and then, together with his teammates, headed towards the next challenge. Suddenly, Li Xuan felt a chill run down his spine. He turned around abruptly, only to see an empty corridor... A hoarse voice came from the darkness: "You think this is the end?" Gui Sha's massive body trembled violently. Mu Yang's sword light, like a silver lightning bolt, pierced Gui Sha's back precisely, the sword energy raging within Gui Sha's body. Lin Yu's fists, wreathed in raging flames, slammed into Gui Sha's abdomen like two meteorites, the searing pain causing Gui Sha to roar deafeningly. Old Zhou's lightning, like a roaring dragon, descended from the sky, striking Gui Sha's head with devastating force, sparks flying and enveloping Gui Sha in a blinding white light. In the instant Gui Sha was stunned by these three powerful attacks, Li Xuan moved. Seizing this fleeting opportunity, his Soul-Devouring Blade erupted with a blinding crimson light, a chilling energy wave sweeping outwards. He flashed, appearing before Gui Sha like a ghost, the Soul-Devouring Blade piercing through the air, plunging into Gui Sha's chest, right into his heart! "Ah—" Gui Sha let out a shrill, desperate scream, his massive body crashing to the ground, the earth trembling. Black mist surged wildly from its wound, shrinking rapidly like a punctured balloon, eventually turning into a wisp of smoke and completely dissipating into the air.

Silence, deathly silence.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene before them. This powerful boss, who had caused them so much suffering and nearly wiped them out, had been defeated just like that. Sister Wu was the first to react, rushing forward to treat Li Xuan's wounds. Li Xuan's face was pale, but his eyes were unusually bright, a victorious smile playing on his lips: "We...we did it." Old Zhou walked to Li Xuan's side, patting him heavily on the shoulder, his eyes full of praise: "Good lad, your mental perception ability was truly the key to turning the tide! This time, it's all thanks to you!" Lin Yu excitedly ran over, grabbing Li Xuan's shoulder and saying excitedly, "Brother, you're amazing! This operation was simply divine! I, Lin Yu, admire you for life!" Li Xuan smiled and shook his head. He knew this victory was the result of teamwork, the result of everyone's all-out effort. "Without everyone's cooperation, I couldn't have done it." After a brief moment of joy, Li Xuan's expression gradually turned serious. He knew this was just the beginning. Within the infinite flow of space, countless challenges await them, and even more powerful enemies lurk in the shadows. The truth behind the destruction of his sect remains shrouded in mystery, waiting for him to uncover it. "Let's go," Li Xuan took a deep breath, his gaze fixed resolutely ahead. "We still have a long way to go." The group continued along the corridor, the walls casting long, eerie shadows. The joy of victory gradually faded, replaced by a strange sense of oppression. Suddenly, Li Xuan felt a chill run from his feet to his head. He abruptly stopped, a strong sense of unease washing over him. The surrounding air seemed to freeze, an eerie silence enveloping them. "Hush..." a hoarse voice came from the darkness, "The game has only just begun..."