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

However, the evil creatures did not retreat; more creatures poured out of the cracks, seemingly endless.

Murong Feng and Ye Yunjian fought side by side, cooperating with each other to engage in a fierce battle against the evil creatures.

Murong Feng wielded his sword like the wind, each strike bringing with it a powerful gust of wind, severing the demon's limbs.

Ye Yunjian shone like a star, wielding his sword like a dragon, his sword energy crisscrossing, and wherever he went, evil creatures were routed.

The evil creatures' attacks grew increasingly fierce, their hissing like the jarring clanging of metal, sending chills down one's spine.

Claws and fangs streaked through the air, leaving afterimages as if they were about to tear everything apart.

Although Murong Feng and Ye Yunjian fought back with all their might, they gradually found themselves overwhelmed and were nearly knocked down by the evil creature several times.

The air was thick with the stench of blood, mixed with the putrid smell unique to evil creatures, making it almost impossible to breathe.

The spirit girl hid behind Ye Yunjian, clutching his clothes tightly, her eyes filled with dependence.

Her body trembled slightly, but she still spoke firmly in a soft voice, "Brother Ye, you must be careful. We still have a long way to go." Ye Yunjian turned and glanced at her. This tender scene offered a moment of warmth amidst the tense battle, but it was fleeting, as they had to continue fighting.

Just then, an evil creature suddenly pounced from Ye Yunjian's side, moving so fast that it was impossible for anyone to react.

Ye Yunjian turned around quickly and slashed out with his sword, but only managed to sever one of the evil creature's claws.

The evil creature let out a shrill scream, as if it were angrily venting its pain.

Seeing this, Murong Feng immediately swung his sword to cooperate, unleashing a "Breaking Army Slash" that struck straight at the heart of the evil creature, finally killing the ferocious beast completely.

However, even more evil things poured out of the cracks, overwhelming everything like a tidal wave covering the entire altar.

Everyone felt as if their hearts had been struck by a heavy hammer, and an unprecedented pressure made it hard for them to breathe.

The injuries sustained by the Spirit Clan sage and Zi Yan's calm gaze made everyone realize that this battle was far from over.

“These evil creatures seem endless; we must find a way to stop them!” Zi Yan suddenly spoke, his voice deep and powerful.

He and Xuanfeng exchanged a glance, seemingly reaching some kind of tacit understanding.

Ye Yunjian's heart tightened. He gripped his longsword tightly, his eyes blazing, and said firmly, "We cannot back down. We must face this together!" Before he finished speaking, he and Murong Feng charged into the dense horde of evil creatures once more, determined to defeat them one by one.

Zi Yan and Elder Xuan Feng exchanged a glance, and in that exchange of glances, they had already reached a tacit understanding.

The two of them rose into the air at the same time, and powerful spiritual energy burst forth from their bodies, like two dazzling suns, illuminating this sacrificial site shrouded in darkness.

Zi Yan formed hand seals, and ancient and mysterious runes danced at his fingertips, emitting a strange light.

Elder Xuanfeng raised his cane above his head, and the mysterious patterns engraved on the cane lit up one by one, releasing a powerful energy.

"Reversing the universe, uniting heaven and earth!" Zi Yan shouted, thrusting his hands forward with a sudden burst of energy. Countless runes shot out like arrows, weaving together in the air to form a massive net of light that enveloped all the evil creatures around him.

Elder Xuanfeng slammed his cane hard on the ground, and a powerful energy wave spread out in all directions like a tsunami, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

The light net contracted, and energy waves raged. The evil creatures shrouded in it let out mournful howls, their bodies shattering like broken glass, vanishing into nothingness.

The air was filled with the smell of burning and a nauseating, fishy stench.

The once overwhelming evil creatures were swept away in an instant, leaving only remnants scattered in the wind.

As everyone watched the scene unfold, their long-suppressed emotions were instantly released, and cheers and applause rose and fell.

Murong Feng brandished his longsword, his face flushed with excitement. He shouted, "Great! These evil creatures have finally been driven back!" Xingluo also smiled, a smile she hadn't shown in a long time. She patted her chest, let out a long sigh, and said, "Senior Ziyan and Elder Xuanfeng are truly amazing! They managed to wipe out all these monsters in one fell swoop!" The spirit girl looked at Ye Yunjian, her eyes filled with admiration and joy. She grabbed Ye Yunjian's sleeve tightly and said excitedly, "Brother Ye, we won! We drove all these bad guys away!"

Ye Yunjian felt the restless power within his body gradually subside. He looked up at the crack in the sky, but still felt a vague unease in his heart.

The malevolent aura in the air, though somewhat diminished, was still chilling.

He always felt that things were not as simple as he had imagined.

Just as everyone was immersed in joy, a deep roar suddenly came from the crack, rolling in like muffled thunder, shaking the entire sacrificial site to the point of collapse.

The voice carried a chilling pressure that instantly silenced the crowd who were still cheering.

Everyone looked up at the crack and saw a huge black shadow slowly emerging from it. The shadow was as large as a small mountain, blotting out the sky and the light around the altar dimmed.

Everyone stared in horror at the enormous creature that was gradually revealing its hideous face, their hearts filled with helplessness and despair.

It was a gigantic, evil beast, its body covered in black scales, and its eyes, like two blood-red lanterns, emitted a chilling light.

Its mouth was full of sharp teeth, and the dripping saliva corroded the stone slabs on the altar, making a terrifying "sizzling" sound.

"This..." Elder Xuanfeng stared at the giant beast before him, his expression frozen, and his hand, which had been gripping his cane tightly, trembled slightly.

Zi Yan narrowed his eyes, staring intently at the giant beast, and remained silent.

“Be careful, they…” Ye Yunjian’s words came to an abrupt halt.

Ye Yunjian's words came to an abrupt halt. The appearance of the giant beast was too sudden, and the oppressive feeling surged like a tidal wave, almost overwhelming everyone.

Its massive body filled the entire crack, its black scales reflecting a cold, eerie luster in the dim light, like a demon crawling out of hell.

A foul, nauseating stench filled the air, almost making people faint.

The behemoth's eyes, like two enormous blood-red lanterns, gleamed with a bloodthirsty light, greedily scanning the crowd on the altar.

His heavy breaths, hot and scorching, seemed to burn everything around him to ashes.

Every time it moved, the ground trembled violently, and pebbles from the altar tumbled down.

Everyone stared nervously at the enormous creature. The air seemed to freeze, eerily silent, save for the beast's heavy breathing and the occasional sound of rocks rolling down, which only added to the tense atmosphere.

Fear spread like a plague, and some people even began to tremble.

Ye Yunjian took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, and took a step forward.

He gripped the sword tightly, the blade emitting a slight hum, as if responding to its master's resolve.

At this moment, his expression was serious and firm, demonstrating his responsibility as a leader.

However, while pondering how to deal with the behemoth, Ye Yunjian experienced a fierce internal conflict.

On one hand, he wanted to rush in and attack directly to eliminate the threat as quickly as possible; but on the other hand, he was worried that doing so would put everyone in danger, since the beast's strength far exceeded their expectations.

His expression kept changing, and his inner struggle was clearly visible on his face. Sometimes he would furrow his brows, and sometimes he would clench his teeth.

Those around him sensed his hesitation, and the atmosphere became even more tense.

Just then, a figure suddenly rushed out from the crowd...

A petite figure suddenly rushed out, breaking the stagnant atmosphere.

She's a Spirit Clan girl!

She rushed towards the giant beast without hesitation, her light and graceful figure contrasting sharply with its enormous size.

Everyone stared in astonishment, thinking she had been frightened into a stupor and was about to do something foolish.

However, she was not as reckless as everyone thought. The moment she approached the giant beast, she quickly pulled out a bunch of herbs that emitted a strange fragrance from her bosom.

The herbs were lush and green, with a faint light flowing across their leaves, emitting a refreshing fragrance that was completely different from the stench emanating from the giant beast.

As the fragrance wafted out, a hint of confusion flashed in the beast's originally fierce, blood-red eyes, and its massive body paused slightly, its movements becoming sluggish.

The originally deafening breathing became weaker, as if they had entered a brief state of trance.

A strange fragrance filled the air, mingling with the stench of the giant beast, creating an eerie balance.

This sudden change stunned everyone. They had never seen such a strange scene before. The actions of the spirit girl undoubtedly brought them an unexpected turning point, and the tense atmosphere eased.

Murong Feng's mouth dropped open, his jaw almost dropping. He exclaimed, "This... how is this possible?"

However, the behemoth was, after all, a ferocious beast with immense power, and after a brief moment of confusion, it quickly regained its senses.

Enrage reignited in its blood-red eyes, and it let out a deafening roar filled with boundless fury. Its massive claws swung fiercely, slamming down towards the spirit girl.

A foul stench swept over us, as if the air itself had been torn apart.

"Watch out!" Xingluo exclaimed. She reacted quickly, almost instinctively rushing forward and pushing the spirit girl away.

The spirit girl staggered a few steps and fell to the ground, while Xingluo was unable to dodge in time and was grazed by the giant beast's claws.

A sharp pain shot through her instantly; she felt as if her shoulder had been slashed by a sharp blade, burning intensely.

His body fell backward uncontrollably, crashing heavily to the ground. His face was as pale as paper, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Blood seeped from her wound, staining her dark robes red, a shocking sight.

The crowd gasped and rushed forward to check on the situation, their expressions filled with worry.

Xuanfeng was extremely anxious. He quickly knelt down to check Xingluo's injuries, his brows furrowed and his expression grave.

The Spirit Clan physician quickly stepped forward to examine Xingluo's wounds and took out medicinal powder to stop the bleeding.

The atmosphere, which had eased slightly because of the Spirit Clan girl's actions, was now once again enveloped in tension and worry.

Ye Yunjian's gaze swept over the fallen Xingluo, and the anger in his chest erupted like a volcano. He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

He looked at the behemoth, his eyes sharp as a drawn sword, filled with undisguised killing intent.

He turned abruptly, took a step toward the giant beast, and uttered two words as he parted his lips slightly.

"You beast!" Ye Yunjian roared, his figure shooting towards the giant beast like an arrow released from a bow.

He quickly formed hand seals, and his spiritual power surged out like a flood bursting its banks.

The Xuanhuo Sect's most powerful technique—the Heaven-Burning Blazing Flame Technique!

Raging flames surrounded him, enveloping his entire being, making him appear like a war god reborn from the ashes.

A massive pillar of flame, carrying the power to incinerate everything, burst forth from Ye Yunjian's hand, soaring into the sky and illuminating the entire dim altar.

The pillar of flame, carrying a scorching heat and emitting a deafening howl, tore through the air and slammed heavily into the beast's chest.