Outbreak of Fierce Battle, Opportunity to Defeat the Enemy

Finally, on a night shrouded in dark clouds, the mysterious people launched their attack. Lightning flashed and thunder roared across the sky, the wind howling as if heralding the prelude to this impending fierce battle. The mysterious people surged into the Lingxi Tribe from all directions like phantoms, the black Long Swords in their hands glinting with an eerie light, instantly engaging in a fierce clash with the Lingxi Tribe's warriors.

The Lingxi Tribe's defenses served their purpose to some extent; many mysterious people triggered spiritual energy traps and were sent reeling by powerful spiritual energy impacts. However, the sheer number and formidable strength of the mysterious people allowed them to quickly breach the outer defenses and engage in close-quarters combat with the tribal warriors. For a time, shouts of battle and the sounds of spell collisions intertwined, plunging the entire tribe into a sea of fire.

Chen Siyu and Chen Ruixuan also quickly joined the fray. Chen Siyu's Five-Colored Ribbon danced in her hands, radiating light and weaving through the enemy ranks like a nimble dragon, repelling the mysterious people wherever it went. Chen Ruixuan, armed with a slingshot, condensed projectiles imbued with Chaos Power and accurately fired them at the mysterious people's vital points. Each projectile carried immense force, exploding in a dazzling burst of light upon impact and forcing the mysterious people to retreat repeatedly.

Inspired by the siblings, the Lingxi Tribe's warriors' morale soared, and they fought bravely. They commanded Kirin beasts, engaging in a desperate struggle against the mysterious people. The Kirin beasts let out roars, attacking the enemy with their sharp horns and claws, causing considerable trouble for the mysterious people.

Yet, the mysterious people seemed unfazed by these casualties, their objective clear as they continuously pressed towards the Altar at the heart of the tribe. The black-robed man stood at the rear, directing the mysterious people, his eyes gleaming with a mad light. "Quicken your pace, begin the ritual! Pay no mind to these ants!"

Chen Siyu keenly sensed the mysterious people's intentions. She called out to Chen Ruixuan, "Younger brother, we can't let them reach the Altar! Let's stop them!" The siblings immediately changed direction, charging towards the Altar.

On the path leading to the Altar, the mysterious people had laid down heavy defenses. Several stronger mysterious people held black staffs, chanting incantations, and waves of dark spells surged towards Chen Siyu and Chen Ruixuan. Chen Siyu swiftly deployed her Five-Colored Ribbon, forming a sturdy barrier to withstand the onslaught of dark spells. Chen Ruixuan, seizing the opportunity, circled behind the mysterious people and launched a surprise attack with his slingshot.

Just as both sides reached a stalemate, Chen Ruixuan noticed that as the mysterious people cast their spells, the runes on their staffs would flash with an unusual light. A spark of inspiration struck him, and he shouted to Chen Siyu, "Sister, attack the runes on their staffs! They might be their weakness!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Siyu immediately directed the Five-Colored Ribbon, concentrating its power to entwine around the mysterious people's staffs. The ribbon accurately wrapped around a staff and, with a forceful tug, snatched it away from one of the mysterious people. Deprived of his staff, the mysterious person's spell power was greatly diminished, and the Lingxi Tribe's warriors seized the chance to repel him.

Seeing this, the other mysterious people intensified their protection of their staffs. But Chen Siyu and Chen Ruixuan had found a way to break through the enemy's defenses. They coordinated closely with the Lingxi Tribe's warriors, constantly seeking opportunities to attack the mysterious people's staffs. Amidst the fierce battle, the mysterious people's defenses gradually began to show cracks... Meanwhile, near the Altar, the black-robed man was preparing to initiate a wicked ritual. In his hand, he held a Crystal Ball radiating a dense aura of darkness, and he chanted incantations. A greater crisis was about to descend