The Immortal Spirit Path had already become a complete mess.
Several thousand Dark Cultists stood far away, not daring to approach for fear of being caught in the rolling Black Energy.
Immortal Zhilan and her junior sister were in the heart of the Black Energy, attacking the burly Three-Headed Fierce Demon from front and back. Around them, one hundred and ninety immortal soldiers had formed a battle formation, occasionally unleashing streams of light.
The Three-Headed Fierce Demon darted about chaotically, constantly evading the attacks from the immortal soldiers' battle formation. It already looked thoroughly bedraggled.
Immortal Zhilan and her junior sister were not doing much better.
The two of them had to force the demon to reveal itself within the Black Energy and become a target for the immortal soldiers' battle formation, while also coordinating with the formation's attacks to avoid being struck by friendly fire.
The Black Energy seemed to contain endless resentment and rage.
Immortal Zhilan and her junior sister had already begun to be affected by that resentment.
To them, however, that was not the most troublesome matter.
The most troublesome thing was the powerful ball of light that had appeared for the second time.
That was the culprit behind the immortal soldiers' numbers dropping from two hundred and eighty to one hundred and ninety!
Immortal Zhilan was clearly a Second-Rank True Immortal, with her junior sister assisting at her side, yet she was still restrained at every turn because she had to use every trick at her disposal to pin this demon here.
Otherwise, once the demon found an opportunity to escape some distance away, they would no longer dare pursue it.
Just moments ago, Immortal Zhilan had thought this demon had gone mad. During their earlier fierce battle, a squad of immortal soldiers had carelessly