Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, dark clouds suddenly blanketed the sky, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring. Bolts of black lightning struck down, forming enormous black holes in the ground. A swarm of grotesque demons crawled out of them and lunged at the group with bared fangs and claws. The Mysterious Immortal's face suddenly changed, and he cried out, "Oh no! These are Abyssal Demons! The resentment of the Demonic Shadow Giant Beast must have drawn them here!" At his words, the Little Disciple and the others tensed and immediately threw themselves back into the fierce battle.
These demons were grotesque and hideous, and their attacks were exceptionally strange, impossible to guard against. Their sharp claws in particular could easily pierce everyone's spell shields, causing the Little Disciple and the others no small amount of trouble.
Faced with such formidable enemies, the Little Disciple did not panic. He calmly observed the demons' every move, trying to find their weakness. After careful observation, he finally discovered a crucial detail—there was a glowing core where each demon's heart should have been.
"Listen to me! Focus all fire on their cores!" the Little Disciple shouted. Hearing this, everyone gathered their spiritual power and sent it surging toward the demons' cores like a raging torrent.
However, the demons had clearly sensed the Little Disciple's intentions. They began a frenzied counterattack, trying to stop everyone's assault. For a time, shouts of battle, furious roars, and explosions intertwined across the battlefield, deafening everyone.
Although the demons resisted with extraordinary tenacity, the Little Disciple and the others did not retreat. They gritted their teeth and continuously poured out their spiritual power, engaging the demons in a desperate fight to the death.
After a grueling battle, the Little Disciple and the others finally wiped out