Just as the young disciple breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to return to the sect to tend to his injured fellow disciples, dark clouds suddenly gathered overhead, plunging everything into blackness, as though darkness had swallowed the entire world. A sinister, icy wind howled past, carrying a chilling cold that made everyone's hair stand on end.
At that moment, a deep, terrifying voice echoed through the sky as if it had come from hell. "Mere immortal disciple, you ruined my plans!" The voice was as thunderous as rolling lightning, making the young disciple's ears buzz.
The young disciple looked up in shock and saw a gigantic figure slowly emerge from the dark clouds. Dense Demonic Energy radiated from its body like a raging black flame. When he looked closely, he discovered that the Demon Lord himself had appeared!
The Demon Lord's arrival made the entire scene tense beyond measure. His face was shrouded in Demonic Energy, concealing his true appearance, but the sinister aura around him revealed his terror and evil. With a wave of his hand, countless Demon Soldiers and Demon Generals poured from the void like locusts, instantly surrounding the sect from all sides.
The young disciple's heart tightened. He knew he was facing an unprecedentedly powerful foe. Yet he did not retreat. Instead, he gripped the new divine artifact in his hand, stood firmly before the sect members, and confronted the Demon Lord without fear.
Seeing this, the Demon Lord sneered and launched the first attack. He chanted under his breath, and a beam of black demonic light shot forth like lightning, heading straight for the young disciple. It moved with incredible speed, like a meteor in the night, carrying the power to destroy heaven and earth.
The young disciple did not dare be careless.