However, the Dark Lord's power was extraordinarily strong. Chains surged forth endlessly, as if they would never run out. The group gradually felt the pressure mounting, and some were beginning to struggle.
At that moment, the young disciple suddenly felt the Qiankun Sword in his hand begin to stir. It seemed to crave a direct clash with the Dark Lord's power. Taking a deep breath to steady himself, the young disciple gathered all the spiritual power in his body into the Qiankun Sword.
As the young disciple's spiritual power flowed into it, dazzling runes began to shine across the Qiankun Sword's blade. As though they had come alive, the runes wandered over the sword, radiating powerful Purifying Power.
The young disciple let out a roar and swung the Qiankun Sword. A massive Purifying Light shot toward the Dark Lord like lightning. Wherever the light passed, the black chains scattered and vanished, as though the Purifying Power had utterly destroyed them.
The Dark Lord did not panic at the sight. The corners of his mouth lifted into a disdainful smile. Crossing his hands, he swiftly formed a black shield before himself. Like an impregnable city wall, it forcefully blocked the Purifying Light.
Just as everyone stood stunned, the White-Haired Immortal suddenly noticed a mysterious device behind the Dark Lord that was continuously absorbing the energy of the battle. He immediately shouted, "Everyone, be careful! There's a device behind him absorbing energy!"
Hearing this, everyone snapped out of their daze and quickly changed tactics. Some continued to keep the Dark Lord occupied and restrict his movements, while the young disciple led several others toward the mysterious device like arrows released from a bow.
The young disciple wielded the Qiankun Sword, its momentum unstoppable, every strike containing boundless power. Under his fierce assault,