The moment his foot stepped into the Demon Cave, an aura of darkness rushed at him, as if the entire world had been swallowed by it. Before he could adapt to the darkness, a gigantic Guardian Beast suddenly lunged at him like something charging out of hell, pouncing with thunderous force.
The Guardian Beast was as massive as a mountain. Its eyes burned like blazing flames, glinting with savage light as they fixed on the little disciple. From its gaping, bloodthirsty maw protruded rows of sharp fangs that flashed coldly, as though they could tear through steel with ease, sending chills down one's spine.
Faced with such a ferocious Guardian Beast, the little disciple showed no fear. His figure moved with ghostlike agility, weaving freely through its attacks and narrowly evading every fatal strike at the last possible moment.
The Guardian Beast's power was extraordinary. Every attack carried the force of mountains collapsing and seas overturning, with enough momentum to destroy heaven and earth. The ground trembled violently beneath its assaults, as if the entire world were about to be torn apart by its strength. Yet the little disciple was not intimidated by this terrifying power. Instead, fighting spirit blazed within him.
He calmly watched the Guardian Beast's every movement, overlooking no detail. At last, during a gap between its attacks, he spotted a flaw.
The little disciple seized the opportunity in an instant and swung the divine artifact in his hand without hesitation. In a flash, a sharp beam of light streaked through the air like lightning, carrying boundless force as it slashed straight at the Guardian Beast.
The Guardian Beast clearly had not expected the little disciple to launch such a fierce attack so suddenly. Caught off guard, it let out a miserable roar that seemed to make