When the righteous figures of the Mortal Realm and the people of the Immortal Realm saw this, they naturally refused to be outdone. They closed in from all directions and launched a fierce assault on the Demon Lord. For a time, all manner of magical treasures and spells rained down upon him, yet the Demon Lord displayed strength beyond imagination.
The Demon Lord's lips curled into a disdainful smile. With a wave of both hands, strange black Demonic Energy surged forth like spilled ink. It seemed alive, twisting and circling through the air as it devoured everyone's attacks. Worse still, it ravaged the crowd like venomous snakes. One person after another was struck by the Demonic Energy and fell wounded to the ground.
Faced with such bizarre demonic arts, everyone's expressions turned grim. Not only were their attacks unable to harm the Demon Lord, but their companions were constantly being injured instead. They had fallen into an unprecedented predicament.
Just as everyone began to despair, something unexpected happened. The little disciple suddenly sensed a new change in the mysterious power within him. This power seemed to be resonating with the Demon Lord's Demonic Energy. His heart stirred, and he quickly calmed himself to carefully comprehend the changes in that power.
After much agonizing thought, the little disciple finally understood a higher-level method of using the mysterious power. His eyes snapped open, and he let out a shout. The aura around his entire body surged explosively. At the same time, his hands formed seals as he unleashed an entirely new immortal art.
This immortal art merged with everyone's power, forming an incomparably powerful torrent that surged straight toward the Demon Lord like raging waves. The Demon Lord's expression changed slightly. He wanted to use another demonic art to resist the force,