The young disciple took the lead, pushing the immortal art he had newly comprehended to its limit. He transformed into a brilliant streak of light and shot toward the Cold Nether Kunpeng flock like a meteor. Sword qi crisscrossed from the sword in his hand, every strike containing boundless power. Wherever it passed, the Cold Nether Kunpeng's dark-blue flames were scattered, melting away as quickly as snow under sunlight.
Seeing this, his companions seized the opportunity and launched even fiercer attacks. The righteous figures of the Mortal Realm summoned their magic treasures, and for a moment, their lights reflected one another like blooming flowers, dazzling and magnificent. Meanwhile, the Mysterious Immortal used his exquisite spells to continually disrupt the Kunpengs' formation, plunging them into chaos.
The Cold Nether Kunpeng sensed the threat and gathered together, forming a massive icy-blue vortex in an attempt to drag everyone inside. Seeing this, the young disciple once again activated his mysterious power and laid down a powerful spiritual barrier outside the vortex. At the same time, he directed his companions to attack the vortex's weak points from different directions.
After a fierce battle, the vortex was gradually shattered, and the Cold Nether Kunpeng began to panic. Seizing the moment, the young disciple led everyone in launching their final strike. Powerful force surged toward the Kunpeng like a flood. In the end, the Cold Nether Kunpeng were driven back and vanished beyond the horizon. The Immortal and Mortal Realms had survived another crisis. Though everyone was exhausted, they looked upon the peaceful world before them with pride in what they had protected. They firmly believed that no matter how many challenges lay ahead, they could safeguard the Immortal and Mortal Realms.
However, driving back the Cold Nether Kunpeng had brought only a brief peace. The