Rebirth in Another World: The Ultimate Legend

The moment the rune array's light faded and the runes shattered, an overwhelming surge of joy welled up within Lin Yu and the others. This joy, like a warm current breaking through the ice in spring, instantly dispelled the gloom that had previously shrouded them in darkness. But they knew they were walking on the edge of a cliff; even a single step could mean they were still in grave danger. The mysterious old man, sensing the destruction of the rune array, seemed to have his lifeline ripped away. He let out a desperate and furious roar that echoed throughout the ancient hall, making everyone's eardrums ache. He seemed to age decades in an instant; his once straight back hunched over, and wrinkles crisscrossed his face like deep ravines. "No… my life's work…" His voice was filled with resentment, like a wounded beast driven mad, his eyes blazing with a frenzied killing intent as he stared intently at Lin Yu and the others, as if he wanted to devour them alive.

Lin Yu watched the old man warily, his eyes unblinking, like a cheetah eyeing its prey, knowing that the old man would make a final struggle. "Everyone be careful, he won't give up easily!" At this moment, his spiritual energy was almost completely exhausted, and he felt empty inside. Every time he mobilized his spiritual energy, it was like trying to draw water from the bottom of a dried-up well, extremely difficult, but he still forced himself to stay alert, preparing to deal with the old man's attack. He was secretly glad that the rune array had been destroyed, which was the old man's greatest reliance, but he was also worried about the old man's reckless counterattack. His mind raced as he thought of a countermeasure, his hands unconsciously clenching until his knuckles turned white.

Su Yao's face was deathly pale. The excruciating pain from the burning of her vital essence nearly made her faint, as if a thousand steel needles were stabbing wildly inside her. She swayed precariously, her legs weak, as if she would collapse to the ground at any moment. But she gritted her teeth and persevered, her pearly teeth almost digging into her lower lip, drawing blood. "I can still... fight..." She gripped the Ice Spirit Staff tightly, the icicles on it shimmering faintly, her eyes revealing unwavering determination, like a plum blossom stubbornly growing on the polar ice plains. Despite her extreme weakness, she was determined to face the final crisis with her companions, thinking, "Everyone is still holding on, how can I fall? I must hold on."

The Valley Master of Qingfeng Valley held a golden longsword, its blade trembling slightly, as if telling of his weariness and powerlessness. His righteous energy was dwindling, like a candle about to burn out. Yet his eyes remained resolute, like cold stars. "Even at the last moment, I will uphold justice!" He held the longsword horizontally before him, assuming a defensive stance, ready to meet the old man's attack at any moment, pondering how to deliver a fatal blow in this dire situation. He knew the situation was critical; every second of hesitation could lead to total annihilation. His eyes revealed determination as he gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, as if grasping at the last glimmer of hope.

The Ice Clan leader's legs buckled, and he nearly collapsed, as if his bones had been pulled out. He swayed several times before barely managing to steady himself. He used his ice staff to support himself, the staff making a crisp "crack" as it touched the ground, seemingly unable to bear the weight. "The Ice Clan's resilience is not to be underestimated..." His voice was weak, yet filled with pride, as if proclaiming the Ice Clan's indomitable spirit to the world. Looking at his companions, the Ice Clan leader was filled with emotion. Seeing that everyone had given their all, his eyes reddened. He knew that this battle had reached its final, crucial moment, a matter of life and death, victory or defeat hanging in the balance.

The mysterious old man slowly raised his head, his eyes flashing with an eerie light, like will-o'-the-wisps leaping in the darkness. The dark power within him began to surge uncontrollably, like a raging black tide threatening to devour everything. "Since I cannot complete my plan, then you will not leave alive either!" The old man's hands moved swiftly, forming hand seals with lightning speed. Dark power condensed into a massive black vortex above his head, emanating chilling roars that seemed to connect to an endless abyss of darkness, or as if the gates of hell had opened, and demons were howling.

Lin Yu stared at the massive black vortex, a chill running through him, as if a cold hand had gripped his heart. "This power... is even stronger than before!" He knew their current state; resisting this attack was nearly impossible, but he refused to give up, grasping at the last straw in a desperate situation. "Stick together, everyone! Let's think of something together!" Lin Yu shouted, his voice piercing through the chaotic energy fluctuations, attempting to gather their last strength. His eyes met those of his companions, conveying trust and encouragement.

Su Yao unleashed "Ice Spirit Protection - Symbiotic Barrier," forming an ice-blue barrier around everyone with her ice-elemental spiritual energy. The barrier appeared to be composed of countless crystalline ice shards, connecting with everyone's spiritual energy in an attempt to collectively resist the impending attack. Her hands trembled slightly, and beads of sweat covered her forehead like morning dew rolling on lotus leaves. She silently prayed that this final defense would work, softly chanting, "Gods, protect us, we must hold on..."

The Valley Master of Qingfeng Valley unleashed "Qingfeng Righteous Qi - Afterglow Protection," releasing the last of his righteous energy and merging it into the Ice Spirit Barrier to enhance its defense. The righteous energy, like golden threads, shimmered and twined between the ice shards. His face turned deathly pale; each release of righteous energy brought him weakness, as if his life force was slowly draining away, yet he did not hesitate. "This is our last hope!" the Valley Master of Qingfeng thought, his eyes revealing a resolute determination, like a warrior heading to battle.

The Ice Clan leader unleashed "Ice Abyss Spirit Essence - Ancestral Spirit's Blessing," attempting to awaken the slumbering power of the ancestral spirit within the Ice Abyss and provide a final protection for everyone. The illusory image of the Ice Abyss Ancestral Spirit reappeared, but it appeared extremely ethereal, like a phantom in the mist, as if it might vanish at any moment. The Ice Clan leader focused all his energy on channeling the ancestral spirit's power into the defense, silently chanting, "Ice Abyss Ancestral Spirit, protect us..."

The dark power within the black vortex surged towards them like a raging tide, violently colliding with the defenses formed by the Ice Spirit Barrier, the Righteous Qi, and the power of the Ice Abyss Ancestral Spirit. In an instant, light flashed and energy overflowed, as if fireworks and a volcanic eruption were happening simultaneously. The ancient temple trembled under the impact of this powerful force, stones falling from the walls like a rain of stones. At the eye of the storm, everyone gritted their teeth, fighting desperately, their eyes growing ever more resolute, refusing to bow to fate…