Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, believing the ghost demons' threat had been resolved, something unexpected happened. The runes on the ground suddenly began to flicker again, and this time their light was far stronger than before.
Everyone's attention was drawn to the sudden change. They stared nervously at the runes, not knowing what would happen next. At that moment, an extremely dense Black Mist suddenly surged from the runic formation. Like billowing smoke, it swiftly spread through the area.
Within the Black Mist, a massive figure could vaguely be seen swaying. As the mist churned, the figure gradually became clearer. In the end, a demon shadow radiating an eerie light slowly emerged from the fog.
The appearance of this demon shadow made everyone gasp, because its strength was clearly far beyond that of the previous Ghost Demon King. The demon shadow let out a low laugh, a sound seemingly rising from hell itself and sending chills down their spines.
"You foolish fools, did you think destroying those insignificant lackeys meant you could rest easy?" The demon shadow's voice echoed beside their ears, carrying mockery and disdain. "You are far too naive!"
With that, the demon shadow casually waved a hand. The Black Mist seemed to be granted life as it rapidly gathered into countless black demonic arrows that shot toward everyone like rain.
Seeing this, everyone unleashed various spells to evade and counterattack. For a moment, countless lights intertwined in the air and collided with the demonic arrows in booming explosions.
However, the demon shadow was simply too powerful. It easily dodged everyone's attacks while continuously releasing various Evil Arts to disrupt their movements.
The young disciple tightly gripped the Divine Bell in his hand as if it were the last straw keeping him alive. The Divine