Possessed by my father, I was reborn and became the supreme ruler.

The surroundings were deathly silent, and everyone was almost filled with despair. He approached Ye Yunjian step by step, each step feeling like a blow to their hearts, making them feel a suffocating sense of oppression.

"What do you want to do?" Lin Yao stood in front of Ye Yunjian, staring warily at the old man in black robes.

A cold glint flashed in the old man's eyes as he sneered, "What am I doing? Of course, I'm sending you all to your deaths!"

He slowly raised his right hand, and a powerful dark force began to gather in his palm. The surrounding air became increasingly oppressive, like the calm before a storm.

"None of you... will escape!" The black-robed old man's chilling voice echoed in the air, like the pronouncement of death.

The old man in black robes drew a strange rune in the air with his withered fingers. The black light spread rapidly like ink, instantly enveloping everyone.

A huge black barrier rose from the ground, like an overturned giant bowl, trapping them inside.

Inside the barrier, the air was stagnant, and a chilling aura clung to everyone like a bone-deep infection.

Breathing became difficult, as if an invisible hand was choking them.

An immense pressure surged from all directions, making it hard for everyone to breathe. Their bodies felt as if they were being crushed by a massive boulder, almost bursting open.

Despair spread through the crowd, rapidly like a plague.

Lin Yao gritted her teeth, her hand seals shifting, and a dazzling cyan sword light shot out, piercing straight at the black-robed old man.

At the same time, Fairy Qingyu's robes fluttered, and with a gentle wave of her hand, countless crystal-clear ice spikes poured down like a torrential rain.

Sword light and ice spikes mingled, and dazzling spells struck the dark barrier, yet they could not dispel the suffocating oppression.

The old man in black robes gave a sinister smile, his figure flashing like a ghost as he easily dodged the attacks from Lin Yao and Fairy Qingyu.

With a backhand flick, a powerful black aura swept out, sending Lin Yao and Fairy Qingyu flying.

They fell heavily to the ground, blood gushing from their mouths.

Just as the old man in black robes was about to press his advantage, two figures suddenly attacked from the side.

Nie Hanshan swung his giant axe down with the force to split mountains and cleave the earth, while Gu Ling drew a gleaming dagger and thrust it straight at the black-robed old man's back.

The old man in black robes groaned as he endured the attacks from Nie Hanshan and Gu Ling.

His body swayed slightly, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth, but he quickly regained his balance.

A sinister glint flashed in his eyes, and he sneered, "Overestimating yourself!"

The old man in black robes quickly formed hand seals, and an even more powerful dark force surged within him.

He suddenly looked up, his eyes shooting out two black beams of light that aimed directly at Nie Hanshan and Gu Ling.

The two of them immediately felt a powerful force binding them, rendering them unable to move.

"It's over..." The black-robed elder's chilling voice echoed within the barrier, "Die!" He slowly raised his right hand, a ball of black energy gathering in his palm, radiating a terrifying aura of destruction...

"Stop!" A weak but firm voice came from the ground.

Ye Yunjian struggled, his vision blurred, and all he could hear were the roars of his comrades fighting to the death and the clanging of weapons.

He felt waves of tearing pain, as if his internal organs had shifted, and a metallic taste rose in his throat.

He saw Lin Yao's slender figure like a fluttering butterfly, the cyan sword light dancing in her hand like streaks of lightning piercing the darkness.

Nie Hanshan's imposing figure was as majestic as a mountain, and he swung his giant axe, creating gusts of wind.

Gu Ling, like a nimble cheetah, circled around the old man in black robes, waiting for the right moment to launch a fatal attack.

They were all fighting for him, risking their lives for him.

A warm feeling welled up in Ye Yunjian's heart. He clenched his fists, wanting to stand up and fight alongside them.

"Don't move!" Lin Yao glanced back at Ye Yunjian's movements during the fierce fight. She understood Ye Yunjian's current condition and knew that forcing him to move would only worsen his injuries.

Ye Yunjian's gaze met Lin Yao's, and he understood the meaning in her eyes, his heart filled with emotion.

In this life-or-death moment, their emotional exchange was like a ray of sunshine in winter, warm and steadfast.

Suddenly, Ye Yunjian felt a powerful force surging from the fused bead within his body. This force quickly flowed throughout his body, repairing his damaged meridians.

He felt his body brimming with power, as if he had been reborn.

He suddenly stood up, his eyes gleaming.

He extended his right hand, a dazzling white light condensing in his palm, and uttered a low shout: "Heavenly Gang Sword Technique!"

A dazzling sword light shot into the sky, like a silver river piercing the night sky, heading straight for the old man in black robes.

The old man in black robes changed his expression drastically. He hadn't expected Ye Yunjian to be able to unleash such powerful strength.

He tried to dodge in a panic, but the sword light was too fast for him to avoid.

The sword light struck him hard in the chest, sending him flying. He crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out blood.

"Ye Yunjian!" Lin Yao and the others exclaimed in surprise. They hadn't expected Ye Yunjian to be so powerful, severely injuring the black-robed elder with a single strike.

Ye Yunjian stood proudly, exuding a powerful aura, like a god descending to earth.

He slowly walked towards the old man in black robes, preparing to defeat him completely.

Just then, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the sky, from which a thick dark aura surged out, as if it came from the depths of hell.

Upon seeing this, a glint of madness flashed in the old man's eyes, and he shouted hoarsely, "They're here! They're here!"

The sword light poured down like a silver river, striking the black-robed old man's chest with a fierce blow.

The old man screamed, spitting out blood, and flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground.

Before Ye Yunjian could deliver the finishing blow, a sudden change occurred!

A huge gash appeared to tear open the sky, as if ripped open by an invisible giant claw, and thick darkness poured out like ink, instantly swallowing the bright moonlight.

A nauseating stench filled the air, accompanied by piercing roars, as countless bizarre, dark creatures swarmed out of the crack.

Some of them resemble giant bats, their wingspan obscuring the sky; others are shaped like spiders, their barbed claws gleaming coldly; still others are humanoid, yet their faces are ferocious, emanating a chilling aura of death.

"They're here! They're here!" The old man in black robes struggled to his feet, a maniacal smile on his face, as if he had seen Ye Yunjian's doom.

Dark creatures surged forth like a tide, unleashing deafening roars that shook the very earth.

They bared their teeth and claws, their eyes gleaming with a bloodthirsty light, as if they wanted to devour everything in their path.

Lin Yao and the others' expressions changed drastically, and they all drew their weapons, ready for battle.