A Fantasy Love Story Across the Warring States Period

The black energy beam, like a raging black torrent, swept towards Huanmo and the others with overwhelming force. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to ignite, emitting a "sizzling" sound. A bottomless ravine instantly appeared in the ground, and the surrounding trees were instantly reduced to ashes by the high temperature, scattering into the air.

Huanmo felt an unprecedented sense of crisis wash over him, as if his heart were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand. He knew that if they took this attack head-on, they would all be annihilated. "Quick, concentrate your power and defend!" he shouted hoarsely, unleashing the full power of his divine artifact to form a shield of light in front of him. However, before this powerful beam of black energy, the shield appeared so flimsy, its light flickering erratically, seemingly on the verge of shattering at any moment.

Without hesitation, Yi Chen plunged the broken spear into the ground to stabilize himself, simultaneously channeling the last of his spiritual energy into the weapon. A faint blue light erupted from the spear, attempting to counter the black energy beam. But he knew it was futile; their situation was precarious. "What kind of monster is this? How can it possess such terrifying power!" he thought inwardly, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, yet his eyes still shone with an indomitable will.

The woman in white trembled as she wrapped the ribbons around herself and her companion, attempting to use their power to strengthen their defenses. Her face was ashen, and her lips trembled slightly with fear, but she gritted her teeth, suppressing her terror. "We can't die here..." she murmured to herself, tears welling in her eyes but refusing to fall.

The mysterious figure frowned, his hands rapidly forming hand seals as he chanted incantations. Golden runes flew from his hands, merging into the illusory ink's protective shield, attempting to reinforce it. He knew they had no way out; they could only fight with all their might. "This shadow's power is beyond imagination. We must find an opportunity to counterattack before the shield shatters." His eyes revealed a hint of anxiety, but even more so, unwavering determination. For his companions, for passing these trials, he would not give up easily.

The black energy beam slammed into the shield of light, unleashing a deafening roar that seemed to tremble the entire space. Under the powerful impact, the shield of light developed fine cracks, threatening to shatter completely at any moment. Huanmo and the others felt an immense pressure bearing down on them, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on them, making it almost impossible to breathe.

"Hold on, everyone! We can do it!" Huanmo gritted his teeth, doing everything he could to maintain the shield. His arms trembled slightly from the immense pressure, and his legs began to weaken, but he still held on tightly.

Just as the shield was about to shatter, the mysterious figure's eyes suddenly lit up. He noticed that when the black shadow was emitting energy beams, the strange patterns under its feet were flashing with unusually intense light, and there seemed to be a tiny flaw in its chest, with relatively weak energy fluctuations. "Phantom Ink, attack the flaw in its chest! I'll stabilize the shield!" the mysterious figure shouted, while increasing the spiritual power he poured into the shield.

Huanmo was overjoyed and immediately focused his mind, guiding the power of the divine artifact to condense the light into a sharp lightsaber, which he shot towards the shadowy figure's chest. Yichen also saw an opportunity; he drew his broken spear and hurled it with all his might towards the shadowy figure. The broken spear transformed into a blue streak of light, closely following the lightsaber.

The woman in white condensed the power of the ribbon into a white blade, which also flew towards the shadowy figure's chest. The three attacks struck the shadowy figure's vulnerable chest almost simultaneously, causing him to let out a painful roar as the energy beam instantly ceased. With the pressure drastically reduced, the radiant shield temporarily stabilized.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Huanmo and the others launched another attack. Huanmo guided the divine artifact to unleash a series of light attacks, while Yichen quickly picked up the broken spear and charged towards the shadowy figure again, continuously swinging the spear to attack its leg joints. The woman in white danced with her ribbons, which transformed into streaks of white light, attacking the shadowy figure's eyes in an attempt to disrupt its movements. The mysterious figure rapidly changed hand seals, and golden runes flew from his hands, concentrating their attacks on the shadowy figure's vulnerable chest.

Under the combined attack of the group, a huge wound appeared on the shadowy figure's chest, from which black blood flowed. The shadowy figure roared in anger, its body began to tremble violently, and the surrounding black mist became even more chaotic. However, the shadowy figure did not fall. It seemed to be thoroughly enraged, and the black scales all over its body began to shimmer with an eerie light, as an even more powerful force gathered within its body.

"Oh no, it's about to launch an even stronger attack!" Huanmo exclaimed in alarm. Everyone immediately stopped attacking and quickly sought cover.

The dark figure opened its maw, and a thicker beam of black energy shot towards the group. This time, the energy beam was faster and more powerful; wherever it passed, space seemed to be torn apart, revealing black cracks.