Yet this seemingly lasting peace, like the calm before a storm, proved so fleeting that it caught everyone completely off guard. At the site where the castle had collapsed, a bottomless black hole abruptly appeared, like a passage leading to hell. Deep, guttural roars echoed from within, like the howls of evil ghosts from the underworld, sending chills down everyone's spine.
Before anyone could recover from their shock, a group of translucent wraiths drifted out of the black hole like ghosts. Their forms flickered as though they had no substance, and wherever they passed, the once-lush vegetation instantly withered and lost all signs of life.
Faced with such a bizarre scene, the little disciple and the others did not dare let their guard down. They quickly regrouped, braced themselves, and prepared for this sudden vicious battle.
These wraiths were clearly no ordinary evil spirits. Ordinary spiritual energy attacks had almost no effect on them. Worse still, they seemed capable of invading people's consciousness; once they entered, their victims would fall into endless terror and pain.
Knowing how formidable these wraiths were, the little disciple immediately shouted, "Everyone, do not panic! Seal your minds tight and do not let these wraiths invade our consciousness!" Hearing this, everyone steadied their minds and did their utmost to resist the wraiths' erosion.
At the same time, a passage he had once read in an ancient book flashed through the little disciple's mind. He remembered an ancient immortal technique that might be able to restrain these unusual wraiths. Without hesitation, he led everyone in casting it together.
In an instant, dazzling golden rays shot toward the wraiths like sharp arrows. The rays contained immense spiritual energy, and when they collided with the wraiths, thunderous booms rang out. Amid the blazing light, the wraiths let out