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

The surrounding air seemed to freeze, oppressively suffocating, and a sense of despair spread like a tide. Just at this critical moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from the crowd.

Zi Ling, a girl who had previously remained unknown, suddenly displayed astonishing courage.

She formed hand seals and chanted incantations. A dazzling purple light burst forth from her body, transforming into a giant purple butterfly that rushed straight towards the black-robed elder.

As the butterfly's wings flapped, they created strange energy fluctuations that disrupted the black sphere's attack rhythm.

The old man in black robes was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting anyone to make a move at this time, especially a seemingly insignificant little girl.

His cold gaze turned to Zi Ling, a cruel sneer appearing on his lips: "You overconfident little insect, how dare you be so presumptuous in front of me!" The black sphere in his hand shone brightly, and an even more powerful black energy wave, like a roaring dragon, rushed straight towards Zi Ling.

Zi Ling's expression changed drastically. She knew she was no match for the old man in black robes, but she showed no intention of backing down.

She gritted her teeth and poured all her spiritual power into the purple butterfly, trying to withstand this fatal blow.

The purple butterfly shone brightly, colliding violently with the black energy wave.

boom!

With a loud bang, the cave was filled with light and energy surged.

The purple butterfly, impacted by the black energy wave, let out mournful cries and eventually turned into specks of starlight, dissipating into the air.

Zi Ling's delicate body trembled, and she spat out a mouthful of blood, flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

Ye Yunjian's eyes widened in fury as he roared, "Zi Ling!" He struggled to break through the energy wave's barrier, trying to catch Zi Ling, but he felt a soft hand tightly gripping his arm...

Fairy Qingyu gripped Ye Yunjian's arm tightly, her fingertips icy cold and trembling like fallen leaves in the wind.

Her beautiful eyes shone with worry and dependence, as if a drowning person were grasping at the last straw.

Ye Yunjian sensed her frail and helpless appearance, and a strong urge to protect her welled up in his heart.

He grasped her slender wrist with his other hand, feeling a delicate touch in his palm. A warm current spread along her arm, dispelling the chill from Fairy Qingyu's body.

Their eyes met, and a subtle, ambiguous atmosphere filled the air.

Just then, an unprecedentedly powerful force surged from Ye Yunjian's dantian, like a sleeping dragon awakening, churning within his body.

He felt his meridians swell, and his spiritual energy surged like a rushing river.

He roared to the sky, and the long sword in his hand emitted a clear sword sound. A dazzling golden light shot into the sky, like lightning piercing the night sky.

"Heavenly Gang Sword Technique - Breaking the Void!" Ye Yunjian shouted, his long sword transforming into a golden streak of light, slashing at the black sphere in the black-robed old man's hand with lightning speed.

With a crisp "crack!", a crack appeared on the surface of the black sphere, and the originally violent energy fluctuations instantly became disordered, like a flood whose source had been cut off, and quickly subsided.

The old man in black robes paled in shock as he realized with horror that his connection with the black sphere had been severed!

"How is this possible!" The old man in black robes stared wide-eyed in disbelief. The black sphere in his hand dimmed, like a lifeless stone, and fell limply to the ground.

Upon seeing this, everyone cheered and jumped for joy, and the previous atmosphere of despair vanished.

"Good! Ye Yunjian, well done!" Elder Xuanfeng shouted excitedly, and he quickly called to the others: "Now, let's all attack together and finish off this old devil!"

Lin Yao, Nie Hanshan, Gu Ling, and the others also roused their spirits. They unleashed their full spiritual power and used their unique skills to pounce on the black-robed elder like tigers descending a mountain.

The old man in black robes was struck by the group's attacks, coughed up blood, and staggered to the ground.

However, there was no fear in his eyes, but rather a strange smile, as if everything was under his control.

He said in a hoarse voice, "You think you've won? Foolish..."

The old man in black robes lay on the ground, but a strange smile curled at the corner of his mouth, as if everything was under his control.

"You think you've won just like that? Foolish..." His hoarse voice, tinged with sarcasm, echoed in everyone's ears.

Before he finished speaking, the space behind him suddenly distorted, rippling like a stone thrown into water.

A tall figure slowly emerged from the distorted space. He was draped in a black cloak, obscuring his face, but exuded a chilling aura of evil.

The air seemed to freeze, and a strong sense of oppression enveloped everyone's hearts. Everyone's expression instantly became vigilant, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

This sudden turn of events set off alarm bells in everyone's hearts. That figure was none other than the Shadow Demon.

Without uttering a single word, the Shadow Fiend appeared and charged straight at the group.

He moved with incredible speed, appearing like a ghost in an instant, and threw a punch at Nie Hanshan, who was closest to him.

"boom!"

A loud bang, like a thunderclap, rang in everyone's ears.

Nie Hanshan was the first to be hit and quickly raised his arms to block.

However, the Shadow Demon's power was beyond imagination. Nie Hanshan felt an overwhelming force strike him, his arms went numb instantly, and he was blasted away, crashing heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"Brother Nie!" Lin Yao exclaimed and rushed forward to check on Nie Hanshan's injuries.

Shadow Fiend's attacks are simple and brutal, yet incredibly powerful, each punch carrying an overwhelming force.

He charged through the crowd like a tiger descending a mountain, causing everyone to scramble to avoid him, resulting in utter chaos.

While dodging the Shadow Demon's attack, Gu Ling staggered backward in a panic, his back slamming heavily against a jagged boulder.

Sharp stones pierced his clothes and tore his skin, sending a sharp pain through his entire body.

He groaned, feeling a sudden darkness before his eyes, as warm liquid streamed down his forehead, blurring his vision.

"Gu Ling!" Lin Yao exclaimed, watching helplessly as Gu Ling fell, his blood staining the gray-brown rocks, a shocking sight.

The heavy stench of blood filled the air, mingling with the smell of dust, making one feel nauseous.

Ye Yunjian's heart sank; Gu Ling's injury made him even angrier.

His eyes were bloodshot, and the longsword in his hand hummed, its sword energy like a rainbow, pointing straight at the Shadow Demon.

Seeing this, Ling Xuzi immediately joined the battle.

The two worked in perfect harmony, their figures intertwined, their swords flashing like two bolts of lightning, enveloping the Shadow Demon.

Together they set up a "Heavenly Net Formation," with golden runes intertwining in the air to form an impenetrable energy barrier, trapping the Shadow Demon within.

The Shadow Demon charged left and right through the formation, but was unable to break through the energy barrier.