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

Fairy Qingyu then formed a sword with her fingers, and a clear, blue spiritual energy transformed into a gentle stream, slowly repairing the disordered energy within Nie Hanshan's body. A trace of color gradually returned to Nie Hanshan's pale face. He looked at the two women gratefully, a warm feeling welling up in his heart.

Despite the surrounding danger, this act of concern added a touch of warmth.

The timid Gu Ling surprisingly displayed amazing observational skills.

He squinted, carefully examining the intricate runes on the door. His finger trembled as he pointed to one that shimmered with a dark red light, and he stammered, "This...this rune...it seems...it seems a little different..."

Upon hearing this, Mo Chen immediately stepped forward to observe carefully.

His brows furrowed, his eyes gleaming, and he muttered to himself, "Just as I thought, this is a hidden key to the formation!" He quickly adjusted his method of breaking the formation, his fingertips circulating spiritual energy, which transformed into complex runes and precisely struck the portal.

As the last rune fell, the light on the portal suddenly dimmed, and the suffocating pressure dissipated.

"It's done!" Everyone cheered upon seeing this, their faces beaming with excitement.

Ye Yunjian's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he gripped his long sword tightly, preparing to lead everyone through the portal.

Just as everyone was about to step through the door, a sudden change occurred!

Suddenly, the portal burst forth with a blinding light, engulfing everyone inside.

Amidst the intense light, the space was vaguely distorted, and the scenery shifted, as a powerful suction force pulled everyone in.

"Hold on tight!" Ye Yunjian shouted, gripping Lin Yao's hand tightly. He felt a strong sense of weightlessness, and everything went white before his eyes...

The bright light faded, and the anticipated crisis did not materialize.

Ye Yunjian found himself in a white, misty space, where he could not see his own hand in front of his face.

A heavy wave of moisture hit us, bringing a chilling and damp atmosphere that sent shivers down our spines.

The ground was slippery and muddy, making a "crunching" sound as you stepped on it, which made you feel uneasy.

"What's going on?" Nie Hanshan's rough voice echoed in the thick fog, but the direction was unclear.

"What kind of place is this?!"

"Everyone be careful!" Ye Yunjian warned, his long sword humming as he warily looked around.

Lin Yao gripped Ye Yunjian's hand tightly; her fingertips were icy cold.

Suddenly, a chilling roar echoed from the thick fog, followed by pairs of scarlet eyes that flickered like will-o'-the-wisps.

"What is that!" Gu Ling exclaimed, her voice trembling.

The fog churned, and a monster resembling a giant wolf leaped out of the thick fog, its sharp claws gleaming coldly, heading straight for Gu Ling.

Gu Ling couldn't dodge in time and was struck in the chest by the giant wolf's claw, letting out a scream as she flew backward.

"Gu Ling!" Nie Hanshan roared, swinging his giant axe at the giant wolf.

The giant axe whistled through the air as it struck the giant wolf, but it was as if it had hit thin air, causing no damage whatsoever.

The giant wolf let out a sharp howl, and its figure flashed and disappeared into the thick fog.

More monsters emerged from the thick fog, each with a different shape and a ferocious, terrifying appearance.

The group was surrounded and engaged in a fierce battle.

Ye Yunjian brandished his longsword, its light flashing, and forced back a monster that was lunging at Lin Yao.

He was puzzled; these monsters didn't seem to be physical entities, making his attacks ineffective.

"These monsters...something's not right!" Ye Yunjian's deep voice echoed through the thick fog. "They..."

Before he could finish speaking, another monster pounced on him. He swung his sword to defend himself, but it felt as if the sword was passing through the air without any obstruction.

"What's going on..." Ye Yunjian swung his longsword again, his sword energy crisscrossing, splitting a monster that resembled a giant python in two.

However, the monster that had been split open did not dissipate; instead, it twisted and rolled like mist, quickly reformed, and pounced on him again.

A serious expression appeared on his face. These monsters were not physical entities, and ordinary attacks were ineffective against them.

"These monsters... are they some kind of illusion?" Ye Yunjian said in a deep voice, his gaze sweeping over the monsters that kept appearing around him, a sense of unease rising in his heart.

Seeing this situation, everyone was filled with worry.

Nie Hanshan wielded his giant axe, which could repel the monsters, but it could not truly harm them.

Gu Ling hid behind Nie Hanshan, her face pale and trembling.

A sense of oppression enveloped everyone, and the chilling atmosphere permeating the thick fog added to the fear.

"Don't panic, everyone!" Fairy Qingyu's clear voice rang out in the thick fog. Holding a jade flute, she gently closed her eyes and began to play a melodious tune.

As the whistle sounded, the monsters seemed to be affected; their originally ferocious attacks became sluggish, and their scarlet eyes began to flicker erratically.

Seeing that things were turning around, hope shone in everyone's eyes.

However, this hope did not last long.

The monsters quickly adapted to the interference of the sound waves and became ferocious again, attacking even more frantically.

Fairy Qingyu's face was pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, clearly indicating that maintaining this sonic attack was very taxing on her.

The tense atmosphere escalated again, and everyone was once again plunged into a fierce battle.

While fending off the monster's attacks, Ye Yunjian anxiously pondered a countermeasure.

Suddenly, he felt a strong sense of crisis and turned around sharply, only to see a huge claw emerge from the thick fog, lunging straight at Lin Yao...

"Lin Yao!" Ye Yunjian shouted, his figure flashing as he stood in front of Lin Yao...

The sharp claws, carrying a foul stench, viciously clawed at Lin Yao.

Ye Yunjian blocked her way in a flash, the longsword clashing with the sharp claws, producing a piercing metallic scraping sound.

He groaned, and a tremendous force struck him, splitting his tiger's mouth and causing blood to drip down the hilt of the sword.

Lin Yao cried out in surprise and fell to the ground. Her arm was cut by flying pebbles, and blood seeped out.

"Lin Yao!" Ye Yunjian quickly turned around and helped her up.

Lin Yao's face was pale, her eyes were filled with terror, and she felt a sharp pain from the wound on her arm.

She looked up at Ye Yunjian, her eyes full of dependence, her weak and helpless appearance arousing a strong protective instinct in Ye Yunjian.

He scooped her up in his arms, and the soft, warm touch sent a shiver down his spine.

"It's alright, I'm here." Ye Yunjian's deep voice rang in Lin Yao's ear, carrying a hint of barely perceptible tenderness.

Lin Yao nodded gently, buried her head in his chest, and listened to his strong heartbeat, her fear gradually dissipating.

The monsters around them continued to roar and lunge at the group.

Nie Hanshan, Gu Ling, and the others struggled to hold on, and all of them were injured.

Fairy Qingyu's flute playing grew weaker and weaker, and her face became increasingly pale.

"This can't go on!" Elder Xuanfeng's expression was solemn as he made hand seals and chanted incantations.

A powerful surge of spiritual energy emanated from him, causing the surrounding air to distort.