Caught off guard by this sudden turn of events, the young disciple was clearly at a loss as he watched the new enemy charge in menacingly.
Yet at that critical moment of life and death, a white figure shot over like lightning and stood in front of the young disciple.
Taking a closer look, they saw that the white figure was none other than the White-haired Old Man!
With a muffled bang, the White-haired Old Man was struck viciously by the new enemy. His body flew backward like a kite with its string cut, crashing heavily to the ground.
A mouthful of blood burst from the White-haired Old Man's lips, splattering across the ground and forming a horrifying pool of crimson.
At the sight, the young disciple was overcome with grief and rage. His eyes widened as he glared fixedly at the new enemy, the fury in his gaze seeming ready to ignite.
"Damn it!" the young disciple roared. In that instant, all the power in his body erupted like a volcano, and the aura around him turned violently berserk.
Along with his roar, the seal that had once seemed unbreakable suddenly shattered with a thunderous crash. A power so formidable that it made hearts tremble surged out of the seal like a ferocious beast set free, roaring as it emerged.
This power was the sealed Forbidden Power. Yet after it was fully released, everyone was astonished to find that it was not as evil as they had imagined. Instead, it radiated a pure and sacred aura.
Like a spring breeze brushing across one's face, the power gently swept over the new enemy's body. Wherever it passed, the evil aura around him melted away as swiftly as ice and snow beneath the sun.
In the blink of an eye, the