Lin Yao supported Gu Ling as they fought their way back, finally finding a relatively safe corner. She took out a bottle of healing pills from her bosom, carefully fed them to Gu Ling, and circulated her spiritual energy to heal him.

She lowered her head, her eyes focused and gentle, and wisps of hair fell across her forehead, casting a shadow on Gu Ling's pale face.

Looking at her, Gu Ling felt a warm current well up in her heart, and her gratitude was beyond words.

In the midst of this tense battle, this scene seemed especially heartwarming.

Seeing his companion injured, Nie Hanshan was filled with rage. He roared to the sky, his eyes turned bloodshot, his muscles bulged, and a violent power surged from his body.

"Blazing flames engulf the heavens!" he roared, slamming his fists into the ground.

In an instant, the earth trembled violently, and fiery red cracks spread out like a spider web. scorching magma gushed out from the ground, turning into towering waves of fire that engulfed the surrounding puppets.

The puppets let out mournful howls amidst the flames, their metallic bodies rapidly melting into pools of molten iron.

Even Mo Yu was stunned by this powerful force. He groaned, a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he staggered backward.

This sudden turn of events lifted everyone's spirits, and a glimmer of hope ignited in their eyes.

Seeing Mo Yu injured and the puppet army in complete disarray, Ye Yunjian shouted, "Now!" He charged towards the center of the formation first, followed closely by Lin Yao, Fairy Qingyu, Zi Ling, and others. Everyone was filled with the joy of impending success.

However, just as everyone was about to touch the bead at the center of the formation, the bead suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and a powerful force surged out from it, like an invisible giant hand, firmly imprisoning everyone in place.

Ye Yunjian felt an immense pressure surging in from all directions, making it almost impossible for him to breathe and rendering him unable to move.

He was startled and looked up at the bead, which emitted an eerie light, as if mocking their overestimation of their abilities.

"What happened..." Ye Yunjian asked with difficulty, his voice hoarse.

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Trapped by the power of pearls, break free and forge a new path.

The dazzling light made it almost impossible for Ye Yunjian to open his eyes, and the immense pressure pressed down on him like a mountain, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He struggled desperately, but was like an insect frozen in amber, unable to move.

The spiritual energy within his body surged wildly, attempting to break through this invisible constraint, but it was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, unable to stir up even a ripple. Instead, he was shaken by a powerful backlash, causing excruciating pain in his internal organs.

A mouthful of metallic sweetness rose in his throat, but he forced himself not to spit it out, clenching his teeth, his eyes filled with anger and resentment.

Lin Yao was in no better condition. Her face was pale, large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, and she bit her lower lip so hard that it almost bled.

She tried to circulate her inner energy, but found that her spiritual power was frozen and could not be mobilized at all.

"What's going on?" Nie Hanshan's voice was hoarse and weak. His burly body seemed so small in the face of this powerful force, as if he would be crushed at any moment.

"What exactly is this bead?"

Gu Ling was already terrified, her face pale, her whole body trembling, her lips quivering but unable to utter a word.

He closed his eyes tightly, as if that would allow him to escape this terrible reality.

Fairy Qingyu frowned, her eyes filled with solemnity.

She tried to use her divine sense to investigate the bead, but found that her divine sense was as if it had been swallowed up and disappeared without a trace.

Even Zi Ling, who is usually fearless, showed a look of fear at this moment.

She clung tightly to Fairy Qingyu's sleeve, as if grasping at the last straw.

"Don't be afraid," Fairy Qingyu said, trying to sound calm, though she herself was filled with unease.

This force was far too powerful, far exceeding their comprehension.

Ye Yunjian endured the excruciating pain and tried to mobilize his spiritual power again, but it was still to no avail.

A wave of despair washed over him, and he felt a sense of powerlessness. Were they really going to perish here?

Just then, he felt a faint warm current slowly rising from the depths of his dantian; that was…

The power of the protective talisman that Dao Xuan Zhenren left in his body!

Ye Yunjian was overjoyed, as if he had grasped a lifeline.

He concentrated, guiding the warm current to slowly flow throughout his body.

"What...what is this?" Lin Yao asked in surprise, sensing the strange aura emanating from Ye Yunjian.

Ye Yunjian did not answer. He closed his eyes tightly and focused all his energy on activating the power of the protective talisman...

Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, looked at everyone, and said, word by word, "Prepare... to break through!"

Time, like congealed blood, flowed slowly in the oppressive atmosphere.

The pressure on everyone was increasing, as if they were in the deep sea, and every breath became extremely difficult.

The air seemed to be compressed into a tangible form, squeezing their lungs and causing sharp, piercing pain.

Their faces were as pale as paper, their lips had lost all color, and their bodies seemed to be tightly bound by invisible chains, making it difficult for them to move even an inch.

The feeling of suffocation was like an invisible ghost, tightly gripping their throats, making them feel their life slipping away bit by bit.

Fairy Qingyu stared intently at the bead that emitted an eerie light, her eyes gleaming.

She continuously circulated the spiritual energy within her body, trying to find the source of this power.

Finally, she detected a pattern in the fluctuations of power, which seemed to rise and fall like the tides, repeating endlessly.

She immediately told Ye Yunjian about her discovery, but her voice was weak: "Fellow Daoist Ye, I have discovered that the power of this bead follows a pattern. Every once in a while, the power will weaken. That may be the best time for us to break through!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Yunjian

The group exchanged glances and nodded in agreement.

They began to regulate their breathing, waiting for the best opportunity.

The air seemed to freeze, eerily quiet, with only their heavy breathing echoing in the space.

As the light from the bead dimmed, Ye Yunjian roared, "Now!"

He made the first move, his spiritual power erupting like a volcano, and his powerful sword energy condensed into a dazzling pillar of light that shot straight toward the bead.

Lin Yao, Nie Hanshan, Gu Ling, Qingyu Fairy, and Zi Ling also launched their attacks simultaneously. Multicolored spiritual light converged into a powerful torrent, crashing heavily onto the bead.

With a loud bang, the entire space trembled violently.

However, the bead remained as firm as an unbreakable rock, instead reflecting everyone's strength back at it.

Once again, everyone was thrown back by a powerful recoil, spitting blood as their bodies crashed heavily to the ground.

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