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Dark forces surged forth like a tidal wave, engulfing Fan Tong and the others.

The biting cold instantly seeped into their skin, as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

The wind howled, carrying sand and gravel that pelted them relentlessly, each grain like a sharp blade, slicing through their skin.

The dense darkness obscured their vision, so dark they couldn't see their own hands in front of their faces. Fear coiled around their hearts like a venomous snake, suffocating them.

The girl in white gripped Fan Tong's hand tightly, her knuckles turning white, and said tremblingly, "Fan Tong, I'm so scared..."

The figure of the black-robed wizard slowly emerged from the darkness, letting out a chilling laugh: "Insolent ants! You dare to challenge me?" His pale face looked particularly ferocious in the darkness, and the cold light in his eyes was like that of a demon from hell, sending shivers down one's spine.

Fan Tong roared, his eyes bloodshot, and charged at the black-robed wizard like a trapped beast.

"I will never let you succeed!" He brandished his weapon and slashed fiercely at the black-robed wizard.

However, an invisible barrier blocked his attack, and the powerful recoil forced him back several steps.

He staggered to regain his balance and launched another attack, again and again, but he could never break through the barrier.

The oppressive force of darkness grew stronger, and Fan Tong felt difficulty breathing, as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest.

He knew that if things continued like this, they would all die here.

He gritted his teeth, exerted all his strength, and concentrated all his power into his weapon, slashing fiercely at the barrier once more.

"Break it for me!"

With a loud "boom," the barrier trembled violently, but it still did not break.

Fan Tong collapsed to the ground, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

The black-robed wizard let out a sharp, piercing laugh: "Give up, you cannot defeat me!" He slowly raised his hand, and dark power condensed in his palm, forming a huge black sphere.

"Now, I'll show you the true power of darkness!"

“Fan Tong…” The purple-haired youth struggled to get up, but collapsed to the ground, his clothes stained with blood.

He groaned in pain, his eyes filled with despair...

The black sphere in the black-robed wizard's hand grew larger and larger, emanating a suffocating aura of darkness.

The purple-haired youth coughed painfully, blood flowing continuously from the corner of his mouth. He struggled to get up, but collapsed helplessly to the ground, watching death approach.

The girl in white gritted her teeth, trying to gather her spiritual power, but found that the surrounding dark power bound her tightly like a swamp, and she could not mobilize a single bit of spiritual power.

An oppressive and desperate atmosphere enveloped everyone, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on their hearts, making it hard to breathe.

At this critical moment, the white-clad girl's gaze fell upon Fan Tong.

His face was covered in blood and his clothes were tattered, yet he still stood tall with an indomitable flame burning in his eyes.

The flame, like a spark in the darkness, illuminated the girl's despairing heart.

She gripped Fan Tong's hand tightly and said with all her might, "Fan Tong, I believe in you!"

Fan Tong felt the warmth of the girl's palm and the unwavering conviction in her eyes.

A warm feeling welled up in my heart, dispelling the fear and despair within me.

He grasped the girl's hand in return, a determined smile playing on his lips.

The power of love transformed into boundless courage, surging within him at that moment.

He slowly stood up, his gaze sharp as he looked directly at the black-robed wizard, and said, word by word, "I will never give up!"

The black-robed wizard let out a contemptuous sneer: "A death throes! How laughable!" The black sphere in his hand shone brightly, about to unleash destructive power.

Just then, the white-robed old man, who had been silent all along, slowly raised his hands...

The old man in white had his hair and beard bristling, his palms twitching as he chanted incantations.

The obscure and difficult-to-understand incantations echoed in the air, stirring up waves of energy visible to the naked eye.

A dazzling white light burst forth from the old man's palm, piercing through the thick darkness like a sharp sword, heading straight for the black-robed wizard.

Where the white light passed, the darkness melted away like ice and snow, making a hissing sound.

Caught off guard, the black-robed wizard was struck in the chest by the white light and let out a shrill scream.

He staggered backward, black blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Now!" Fan Tong roared, seizing the fleeting opportunity. With a leap, his figure transformed into a blur, breaking through the crumbling barrier of darkness.

The weapon in his hand sliced ​​through the air with a sharp whistling sound, aiming straight for the black-robed wizard's throat.

Black-robed wizard

The ground trembled violently, and countless hideous and terrifying dark creatures surged out from underground, emitting chilling roars.

They bared their teeth and claws, surging towards Fan Tong like a tidal wave.

Despite the danger, Fan Tong remained calm and agile, dodging and weaving as he wielded his weapon, slaying the approaching dark creatures one by one.

The purple-haired youth and tribal warriors also joined the battle, and for a time the shouts of battle were deafening, swords clashed, and blood splattered.

The white-robed elder hovered in mid-air, waving his hands continuously, and streaks of white light fell like shooting stars, purifying large swathes of dark creatures.

On the battlefield, the forces of light and darkness clashed fiercely, producing a deafening roar.

Seizing an opening, Fan Tong closed in on the black-robed wizard again, his weapon radiating a fierce killing intent as he slashed down at the wizard's head.

The black-robed wizard said, "You want to kill me? Not so easy!"

With the disappearance of the black-robed wizard, the dark forces became even more violent, sweeping in like a flood bursting its banks.

Everyone felt immense pressure, and even breathing became difficult.

The number of dark creatures also increased exponentially, attacking the group relentlessly.

Fan Tong felt a surge of powerlessness, and the weapon in his hands grew heavier and heavier...

Suddenly, he felt his feet sink into the ground...