In the war between humans and demons, it's not unreasonable for me to absorb demonic energy, is

The rainbow's brilliance had not yet completely faded, and laughter still echoed in his ears, but Fan Tong felt a strange burning sensation in his chest.

He looked down and saw that the spirit pearl, which had been lying quietly in his arms, was now flickering with irregular light, sometimes as intense as fire, and sometimes as dim as a star.

The light flickered, like a restless heart pounding on everyone's nerves.

The smiles of those who were just immersed in joy instantly froze on their faces, replaced by astonishment and tension.

The relaxation on the purple-haired youth's face was replaced by vigilance. He quickly clenched his fists, and the power within his body began to surge.

The girl in white gripped Fan Tong's sleeve tightly, her clear eyes filled with worry.

The old man in black robes frowned, his deep gaze fixed on the spirit pearl, as if trying to see through its secrets.

Just as everyone held their breath, the light of the spirit pearl suddenly became extremely dazzling, and a powerful force erupted from it, causing the surrounding space to distort.

The once tranquil space, like a lake surface tossed with a boulder, began to ripple, which then turned into a whirlpool, mercilessly drawing everyone in.

The crowd gasped in alarm. Amidst the chaotic spatial turbulence, they desperately tried to steady themselves, but were tossed about mercilessly like fallen leaves in a storm.

The purple-haired youth roared and tried to break free of the restraints with his powerful punches, but he found that the spatial turbulence was like a quagmire, and the more he struggled, the harder it was to escape.

The red-haired boy nimbly leaped and dodged, trying to find a gap in the space, but found that no matter how he tried to avoid it, the turbulent currents still penetrated everywhere.

The gray-robed elder remained as steady as a mountain, his hands constantly forming hand seals, releasing intense energy fluctuations in an attempt to stabilize the space, but with little success.

Fan Tong held the Spirit Pearl tightly, feeling the restless power within it. He was extremely anxious; the Spirit Pearl was like a wild beast that had been awakened and was beyond his control.

He tried to soothe and guide it with his own strength, but found himself like a small boat standing in a storm, unable to be moved even slightly.

The distortion of space became increasingly severe, the surrounding scenery became blurred, and an intense sense of oppression enveloped everyone, with each person feeling the threat of death constantly approaching.

Just as Fan Tong was doing his best to resist the spatial turbulence, he heard a cry of surprise. It was the voice of a girl in white. Her slender body swayed in the turbulence, like a flower in a storm, about to fall.

Fan Tong was about to rush over to save her, but an even stronger force separated them. He only heard the word "Be careful" before he could see nothing more.

The next second, the white-clad girl's figure vanished before their eyes, swept into the depths of the spatial turbulence.

Impacted by the spatial turbulence, the girl in white was mercilessly flung far away.

Her figure became blurred in the chaos, but her cries echoed in Fan Tong's ears like a biting cold wind, tearing at his heart.

Fan Tong was extremely anxious. He reached out to try to grab her, but to no avail. He could only watch helplessly as her figure gradually disappeared into the chaos.

"Xiao Tong, be careful!" The white-clad girl's last cry echoed in the mysterious space, as if it were her final concern for Fan Tong.

Her voice pierced through the chaos, touching the depths of Fan Tong's soul, causing him a heart-wrenching pain.

He was burning with rage, but his body was firmly bound by the powerful turbulence, unable to move.

Just then, several beams of light suddenly appeared in the space, appearing and disappearing intermittently, making them elusive.

As the light and shadow appeared, a low hissing sound came from the air, as if it were the cry of some unknown creature.

These spatial creatures quickly revealed their forms; they had distorted shapes, and their skin shimmered with strange light, seemingly formed from condensed spatial energy.

The purple-haired youth was the first to react. He roared and turned his hands into fists, heading towards the spatial creatures.

The collision between fists and spatial creatures generated deafening sounds, and shockwaves of energy echoed through the space, as if the whole world was trembling.

The purple-haired youth's punches were incredibly powerful, but these spatial creatures were exceptionally cunning. They constantly changed their attack methods, sometimes flashing past as afterimages, and sometimes solidifying into physical forms to launch a fierce attack.

The surrounding crowd watched the fierce battle with bated breath, their hearts pounding as if a boulder was pressing down on them.

The purple-haired youth gradually fell into a disadvantageous position. His fists were covered in sweat, his facial muscles were tense, and each attack seemed to lack strength.

The attacks from the space creatures grew increasingly fierce. As if sensing the purple-haired youth's exhaustion, they swarmed him, forcing him into a desperate situation.

At this critical moment, the gray-robed elder's eyes... However, these efforts seemed to be just a drop in the ocean; the spatial turbulence continued to rage, and everyone was mercilessly swept into it.

Fan Tong was tossed about by the turbulent current, but his gaze remained fixed on the shimmering spirit pearl.

A thought suddenly occurred to him: there seemed to be some mysterious connection between this spirit pearl and the creatures in the space.

Just then, a spatial creature suddenly extended its sharp claws from the void, heading straight for Fan Tong. A resolute glint flashed in Fan Tong's eyes. He gripped the Spirit Pearl tightly and roared, "Come on, I'm not afraid of you!"

With Fan Tong's roar, the light of the Spirit Pearl suddenly became even more intense, like the sun rising abruptly. The light drew a dazzling trajectory in the chaos, dispelling all darkness.

Fan Tong's roar was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, causing the spatial turbulence to pause.

He gripped the spirit pearl tightly, feeling the intense heat surge into his body, and a sense of control he had never felt before rose within him.

He suddenly aimed the spirit pearl at the lunging spatial creature, and a blinding light burst forth instantly, piercing the creature's body like a sharp sword.

The creature in the space let out a sharp screech, its body began to tremble violently, and its distorted form gradually became static.

It struggled, trying to break free from Fan Tong's control, but the light of the spirit pearl clung to it like a leech, firmly binding it.

Fan Tong felt a subtle connection forming between himself and this spatial creature; he could clearly sense its fear and struggle.

"It's afraid of light!" Fan Tong suddenly realized, and he shouted excitedly, his voice echoing through the chaotic space, "Attack its weakness, use light!"

Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this, but then they realized what was happening and began to transform their power into light-attribute attacks.

The purple-haired youth brandished his fists, the wind from his punches carrying specks of starlight, which hurtled towards the spatial creatures like shooting stars; the black-robed elder clasped his hands together, and beams of light shot from his fingertips, piercing the darkness like sharp swords.

The red-haired boy nimbly dodged, occasionally throwing out light-attribute talismans that exploded into dazzling bursts of light.

Under the combined attack of the group, the space creatures were forced to retreat step by step, and their originally fierce offensive became fragmented.

They let out painful roars, their twisted bodies gradually disintegrating, turning into wisps of black smoke that dissipated into the air.

Seeing that the counterattack had worked, everyone felt extremely happy, and the previous tension and depression were swept away.

They attacked even more fiercely, and the space creatures were constantly being eliminated, making the chaotic space seem to stabilize somewhat.

Taking advantage of the situation, Fan Tong used the power of the Spirit Pearl to control several spatial creatures in succession, using them as the vanguard of the attack, and utterly defeated the remaining spatial creatures.

Just as he was about to control the last one, a familiar figure suddenly appeared before his eyes—it was the white-clad girl who had been swept into the turbulent current.

She was enveloped in a soft light and slowly floated towards Fan Tong.

Fan Tong disregarded everything else and rushed forward to embrace the girl in white. Feeling the familiar warmth emanating from her body, his anxious heart finally settled down.

The girl in white nestled in Fan Tong's arms, her eyes filled with dependence and deep affection.

Her slender arms wrapped tightly around Fan Tong's waist, as if she wanted to completely merge herself into his body.

The purple-haired youth and the others smiled with relief when they saw that they had been reunited after so long.

They all stopped their attacks and looked at the couple with gentle eyes, filling the space with a warm atmosphere.

However, just as everyone relaxed their guard, the spirit pearl in Fan Tong's arms suddenly vibrated violently, and a powerful force suddenly erupted, enveloping everyone.

The surrounding space was like boiling water, churning violently, and a strong sense of oppression enveloped everyone.

"Watch out!" the purple-haired youth exclaimed, but before he could finish speaking, everything went dark.

"boom!"