Ren Xiaoyao slammed the Dark Puppet heavily to the ground.
The immense force caused the surrounding ground to tremble.
The billowing dust, resembling a surging yellow smoke curtain, instantly enveloped the Dark Puppet completely.
At the same time, his hands transformed into a blur, rapidly forming hand seals at a dizzying pace.
Each agile movement left a trail of dazzling golden afterimages, outlining a complex and mysterious trajectory in the air, like an ancient Heavenly Tome.
The trajectory seemed to contain the Mysteries of the Universe and the Principle of heaven and earth, with mysterious runes appearing and disappearing.
In the blink of an eye, a golden Seal Formation radiating holy light slowly appeared around the Dark Puppet.
The Seal Formation is composed of layers upon layers of golden lines in various shapes.
The lines intertwine and weave, moving as if alive, exuding an ancient and timeless aura.
The Seal Formation shimmered with light, and the runes flowed endlessly like the brilliant stars of a summer night.
These runes are ancient and vigorous in form, each one as if it has been sculpted over countless years.
It exudes an ancient and powerful aura, as if it is slowly telling the story of the vicissitudes of time and the rise and fall of mysterious forces.
They intertwine and echo each other, constructing a series of tight and unbreakable light walls that tightly trap the Dark Puppet within its core.
It is like an indestructible cage built by the hands of the gods.
Above the barrier of light, golden light flowed like water, continuously reinforcing the power of the seal.
The Dark Puppet struggled frantically within the Seal Formation, like a wild beast trapped in a desperate situation.
His hands pounded against the sealing wall like a frenzied hammer.
The dull thuds struck like heavy hammer blows, hitting people's hearts.
Each powerful strike caused the Seal Formation's light to fluctuate violently.
The runes glowed like breathing, sometimes as bright as the sun, sometimes as dim as a candle flame.
It was as if they were engaged in a thrilling, life-or-death tug-of-war with the Dark Power within the Dark Puppet.
He stomped his feet on the ground with all his might, leaving deep footprints in the earth.
The surrounding stones, unable to withstand the weight, shattered and splintered into tiny fragments that flew everywhere.
However, the Seal Formation set up by Ren Xiaoyao was as solid as a rock, like a towering Primordial Divine Mountain.
All the struggles of the Dark Puppet were like an ant trying to shake a tree, futile and ineffective.
The runes within the Seal Formation continued to flash, emitting bursts of resonance like ancient bells.
They actively engaged in a fierce battle against the surging Dark Power within the Dark Puppet.
The runic light spilled out like mercury, transforming into golden chains.
These chains are both flexible and strong, carrying a sacred sense of mission.
They attempted to penetrate the dense, inky Black Demonic Qi surrounding the Dark Puppet and restrict his movements.
Suppress the Dark Power surging within him like a raging tsunami.
The Black Demonic Qi emanating from the Dark Puppet was like a surging, never-ending black tide.
It frantically pounded against the Golden Chains, attempting to break free of the seal that imprisoned it.
Where the demonic energy collided with the chains, bursts of light interwoven with black and gold erupted.
Within the light, countless vengeful spirits seemed to be wailing and struggling.
In the clash of these powerful forces, the Dark Puppet let out a series of mournful roars.
The sound was like the howl of a wounded Evil Wolves in despair, sending chills down one's spine.
The muscles in his face were contorted in extreme pain and rage, making his features almost completely displaced.
The resentment in his eyes grew even stronger, like two burning Black Flames.
He stared intently at Ren Xiaoyao outside the formation, as if he wanted to burn and melt him with his hateful gaze.
Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, mixed with dirt from his body.
It slid down his distorted cheeks, dripped onto the ground, and was instantly and mercilessly swallowed up by the surrounding Dark Power.
It's as if they never existed.
Ren Xiaoyao stood ramrod straight outside the Seal Formation, his expression cold and stern, his gaze piercing.
Its sharpness seemed to see through all illusions, and it remained constantly vigilant against the Dark Puppet's every move.
His hands remained in a mudra position throughout, like a resolute statue.
The spiritual energy within his body flowed like a surging river, continuously pouring into the Seal Formation.
It maintains the stability and majesty of the seal.
He was well aware that Dark Puppet was an important henchman of the Dark Forces.
They must possess many unpredictable and mysterious methods; the slightest carelessness could allow them to escape.
This could trigger even greater disasters, plunging countless lives into misery.
Just as Ren Xiaoyao was fully focused on maintaining the seal, the eerie aura in the sky grew even stronger.
Like a giant beast lurking in the darkness, it is slowly approaching.
The already dim sky was now rapidly enveloped by a strange black mist.
The mist seemed to have a life of its own, churning and twisting wildly in the sky.
Faint, mournful cries of ghosts and wolves could be heard from within the mist.
It's as if countless wronged souls are recounting their tragic experiences, sending chills down one's spine.
The temperature in the valley seemed to be instantly lowered by an invisible hand, and the chill was biting.
It was as if I had instantly fallen from the warmth of the human world into a frigid ice cellar.
Ren Xiaoyao felt a chill run down his spine; he could clearly sense the destructive power contained within this aura.
That power was far greater than any enemy he had encountered before.
Like a supervolcano about to erupt, it could bring catastrophic destruction at any moment.
"It seems the real trouble is about to begin..." Ren Xiaoyao muttered to himself.
His voice was deep and firm, and his eyes revealed a hint of solemnity, like the calm before a storm.
He knew full well that once this unknown and powerful force descended, it would bring an unprecedented crisis.
The fate of the entire world may hang by a thread.
But he was not afraid at all, gripping the Golden Light Sword tightly in his hand, the blade shining even brighter.
It was as if responding to its owner's unwavering determination.
The runes on the Light Sword flickered and danced, as if accumulating even greater power.
Prepare for the approaching storm.
At this moment, the sealed Dark Puppet seemed to keenly sense the powerful force in the sky.
A strange smile, as if from a ghost, appeared on his face, which had been filled with despair.
He burst into maniacal laughter within the Seal Formation, his laughter sharp and piercing, like the hooting of an owl.
Filled with madness and anticipation. " Ren Xiaoyao, you think you can trap me? Soon, you will pay a terrible price for your actions! The power of darkness is about to descend, and the whole world will tremble and fall into darkness!"
The laughter echoed through the valley, like a demon's Curse, sending chills down one's spine.
Ren Xiaoyao glanced coldly at the Dark Puppet, his eyes filled with disdain and determination.
He said with unwavering resolve, "No matter what comes, I will not let you Dark Forces succeed. Today, you cannot escape, and I will eradicate all the remaining Dark Forces to restore peace and order to the world!"
The voice was firm and powerful, like the resounding tolling of a great bell, echoing through the valley.
Its momentum was overwhelming, in no way inferior to the unknown and powerful force that was about to descend.
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a deafening roar echoed through the sky.
The sound was like the prelude to the collapse of heaven and earth, so loud that it made people's eardrums ache and their souls tremble.
A black beam of light, like a meteorite from outer space, descended from the sky with World-Ending Aura.
It shot straight towards the valley.
Wherever the beam of light passed, the air was instantly compressed and distorted, emitting a sharp whistling sound.
It was as if space itself was being torn apart by this force.
Upon seeing this, Ren Xiaoyao's expression hardened, and he gripped the Light Sword tightly with both hands, the tip of the sword pointing diagonally at the ground.
Be on high alert; an even more thrilling and life-or-death battle is about to begin.
The black beam of light crashed into the valley.
A powerful Energy Impact erupted instantly, whipping up a hurricane that blotted out the sky.
The wind howled like countless roaring beasts, and sand and stones flew all around.
The entire valley instantly descended into Primordial Chaos.
The trees in the valley were as fragile as delicate straws in the face of this impact.
They were all uprooted and tossed into the air like kites with broken strings.
Then, under the violent force of the gale, the trees were mercilessly torn to pieces.
Wood chips scattered and flew everywhere like Hidden Weapon.
The ground trembled violently, and cracks spread rapidly like a spider web beneath our feet.
The Bottomless Ravines stretched out in all directions at an astonishing speed.
It was as if an invisible giant hand had ripped a hideous gash into the earth, from which darkness poured out.
At the center of that black pillar of light, a figure slowly emerged.
The figure was surrounded by a thick black mist, which twisted and swirled like a group of agile black snakes.
It exudes an aura that chills you to the bone.
As the fog gradually thinned, a tall and mysterious figure slowly became clear before everyone's eyes.
He wore a wide black robe embroidered with dark red runes.
The runes shimmered with an eerie light, as if fresh blood were flowing and surging within them.
His face was cold and stern, and his eyes were like two deep, boundless Black Hole.
It exudes endless darkness and oppression, as if it can instantly suck in a person's soul, crushing and obliterating it.
Upon seeing this, the Dark Puppet's eyes blazed with even greater ecstasy.
He was screaming wildly within the Seal Formation, his voice becoming shrill and piercing due to excessive excitement.
With a hint of hysterical madness, he cried out, "My lord! You've finally come! Save me! Kill this despicable Ren Xiaoyao! Make him pay for his stupidity!"
The voice echoed through the valley, filled with hatred for Ren Xiaoyao and anticipation for the Mysterious Expert.
The Mysterious Being seemed oblivious to the Dark Puppet's cries, instead casting its deep, Black Hole -like gaze directly at Ren Xiaoyao.
He spoke slowly, his voice low and hoarse, as if it came from the deepest part of the Nine Nether Hell.
With an endless chill and gloom, he said, "So you're Ren Xiaoyao, the one who has repeatedly thwarted the plans of my Dark Forces? Interesting. However, today is your death day. You will pay the price for your resistance with your life."
His words were filled with undeniable confidence and intense killing intent; each word was like a cold dagger aimed at Ren Xiaoyao.
Ren Xiaoyao met the oppressive gaze without fear, his Golden Light Sword shining brightly.
The Dazzling Light, like the rising sun, instantly illuminated the surrounding darkness, which was as thick as ink.
He stood tall and declared loudly, " The Dark Forces are wreaking havoc on the world, causing immense suffering and death. I will not stand idly by. Today, both you and the Dark Forces behind you that attempt to overthrow the world will face the judgment of justice and the punishment of the light!"
The voice was firm and powerful, like rolling thunder, echoing continuously through the valley.
Its imposing presence was in no way inferior to the mysterious and powerful enemy before them.
The Mysterious Being gave a cold snort, its voice deep and icy, like an icicle breaking in the cold night.
He slowly raised his hands, the movement seemingly slow, yet carrying an unstoppable air of authority.
The surrounding Dark Power, like servants summoned by a call, rapidly converged on his hands.
A huge Black Energy Ball gradually condensed between his hands.
The energy sphere crackled with electric arcs, constantly emitting a "buzzing" sound.
The sound was like countless vengeful spirits struggling and wailing in agony, as if gathering terrifying power capable of destroying the world.
As the energy sphere grew larger, the surrounding space seemed to be kneaded and manipulated by an invisible giant hand.
It begins to distort and deform, and light undergoes strange refractions around it, creating a series of dazzling light and shadow effects.
It was as if the rules of reality had become ineffective in the face of this force.
Ren Xiaoyao knew that the power of this attack was enough to change the world, so he dared not be careless in the slightest.
He took a deep breath, his breathing steady and powerful, mobilizing all the spiritual and mysterious power within his body.
In an instant, the Golden Phantom behind him reappeared, tall and mighty, radiating a divine light.
It was as if an ancient war god had descended.
The Golden Phantom raised its longsword high, moving in sync with Ren Xiaoyao, their powers merging and resonating with each other.
This created an even stronger combined force, making the golden light around Ren Xiaoyao even more dazzling.
Like a dazzling sun, its radiant light illuminated the entire dark valley.
The Mysterious Being suddenly hurled the Black Energy Ball towards Ren Xiaoyao, its action decisive and ruthless.
The energy ball resembled a black meteor, trailing a long tail of black smoke and accompanied by a piercing whistling sound.
It streaked across the sky with lightning speed.
Wherever it passed, the air was instantly ignited, leaving behind a long, Black Flames.
It was as if a black scar had been burned into the sky.
Ren Xiaoyao shouted loudly, his voice booming like a bell, echoing throughout the valley.
The Light Sword in his hand drew a dazzling, rainbow-like arc.
A Sword Qi containing powerful Law of Light surged forth.
The Sword Qi was like a golden dragon, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, carrying sacred majesty and Infinite Power.
It hurtled toward the Black Energy Ball.
The Sword Qi and the Black Energy Ball collided violently in mid-air, and in an instant, a loud bang shook the entire valley.
It was as if the very foundations of the earth were shaking under this force.
A powerful energy surge spread outwards like a surging tide.
Wherever it went, everything was ruthlessly destroyed.
The light was so bright it was blinding, and the powerful airflow was like a raging tornado.
It swept up everything in the surrounding mountains, rocks, trees, and so on, turning them into dust.
Everything in the valley was reduced to dust by this force.
In this fierce exchange, Ren Xiaoyao felt an unprecedented and immense pressure.
The Dark Power contained within the Black Energy Ball surged like a black tsunami, wave after wave.
It kept assaulting his Sword Qi defenses.
That Dark Power seemed to have Infinite Power, carrying the momentum to destroy everything.
They were trying to completely break down Ren Xiaoyao's defenses.
He gritted his teeth, his facial muscles tensed, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
He increased the output of his spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy within his body surged wildly like a flood bursting its banks.
The Golden Phantom behind them grew increasingly solid, its light growing ever stronger, as it joined Ren Xiaoyao in their efforts to resist the invasion of the Dark Power.
The Mysterious Being stood at a distance, its feet firmly planted on the ground.
His eyes were as cold as a frozen pool as he watched the battlefield, his hands constantly changing into complex Method Formula.
The power is continuously supplied to the Black Energy Ball, ensuring that the Dark Power always have the upper hand.
As the battle continued, cracks gradually appeared in Ren Xiaoyao's Sword Qi.
Like a sturdy city wall beginning to crumble under heavy artillery fire.
The Black Energy Ball began to break through the defenses and slowly approached.
Ren Xiaoyao's heart tightened, keenly sensing that the crucial moment had arrived.
He stomped his foot hard, and the ground beneath his feet instantly cracked, with cracks spreading outwards from him.
He shot towards the Black Energy Ball with unstoppable momentum, like an arrow released from a bow.
He raised his Light Sword high, channeling all his conviction and power, and slashed fiercely at the energy sphere.
"Boom!" Another earth-shattering roar erupted, a sound that seemed to shatter the entire world.
Under Ren Xiaoyao's full-force attack, the energy ball finally couldn't withstand it and exploded with a bang.
The powerful Energy Impact was like a small nuclear bomb exploding, blasting Ren Xiaoyao away.
He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, tracing a long arc in the air.
It crashed heavily to the ground, kicking up a huge cloud of dust.
Ren Xiaoyao lay on the ground, his face as pale as paper, a trickle of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.
His clothes were tattered and torn, as if he had undergone a cruel baptism.
Upon seeing this, the Mysterious Being curled its lips into a cold, mocking smile, a smile filled with disdain and sarcasm.
He walked towards Ren Xiaoyao step by step, his steps steady and slow.
With each step, the ground trembled, leaving a deep footprint.
It was as if every step he took trampled the dignity of the earth.
His figure appeared even taller and more terrifying in the darkness, like the Death God emerging from the depths of hell.
It slowly descended before Ren Xiaoyao, carrying an endless aura of death.
Ren Xiaoyao struggled to his feet, his body swaying as if he might collapse again at any moment.
Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, trickling down his chin and dripping onto the ground, staining a patch of earth red.
His clothes were tattered and fluttered in the wind, revealing his Dao Wound skin.
But his gaze remained as firm as iron, his hand gripping the Light Sword tightly.
Although the Light Sword's light had dimmed somewhat, it still exuded an indomitable spirit.
He gazed at the approaching Mysterious Being, a burning indomitable fighting spirit within him.
He knew that this battle was far from over, and that he bore the heavy responsibility of protecting the world.
We must not give up easily.
The Mysterious Expert steadily approached, his dark aura growing increasingly intense.
It was like solidified ink surging and spreading wildly in the air.
Wherever it passed, space rippled like a shattered mirror.
The reality became blurred under the erosion of this Dark Power.
Although Ren Xiaoyao managed to stand up, the violent collision with the Black Energy Ball had just occurred.
It caused him excruciating pain in his internal organs, as if they were being pierced by countless steel needles.
The circulation of spiritual energy within the body was also in complete disarray, and the meridians were like blocked river channels.
The spiritual energy could not flow smoothly, and every breath aggravated the wound, bringing excruciating pain.
It felt as if millions of ants were gnawing at his body.
The Mysterious Expert extended a hand, palm facing upwards, the movement elegant yet carrying a deadly threat.
Dark Power rapidly coalesced into a sharp black spear in his palm.
Runes shimmered on the spear, as if they were written in blood.
It exudes a chilling aura, as if telling a story of endless slaughter and destruction.
With a swift and lightning-fast swing of his arm, the spear shot towards Ren Xiaoyao like a black lightning bolt.
The speed was so fast that Ren Xiaoyao barely had time to react, leaving only a black afterimage in his vision.
At the critical moment, Ren Xiaoyao mustered his last breath and mobilized the last bit of power within his body.
He dodged the spear's frontal attack with a swift movement.
However, the spear grazed past him, the force of the wind it generated was like an extremely sharp blade.
A long gash was cut open on his shoulder, and blood gushed out instantly.
His clothes were stained red like a crimson stream, and a faint smell of blood wafted in the wind.
Ren Xiaoyao knew that the situation was extremely critical, and the Mysterious Expert before him was far stronger than he had imagined.
It was like an insurmountable mountain blocking our way.
Continuing to fight head-on would be like throwing an egg against a rock, leading only to certain death.
His gaze swept quickly around, his eyes revealing a mixture of anxiety and determination.
They were trying to find a chance to escape.
The Mysterious Expert seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and let out a cold laugh, his voice chilling to the bone.
"Trying to escape? You won't get away today! Any struggle you make before me is futile."
After saying that, he quickly formed hand seals with smooth, flowing movements, as if he had practiced countless times.
The surrounding Dark Power instantly transformed into countless black chains.
These chains, like nimble black pythons, coiled around Ren Xiaoyao from all directions.
It moved with incredible speed, enveloping him in the blink of an eye.
Ren Xiaoyao brandished his Golden Light Sword, its blade gleaming faintly, severing the approaching chains one by one.
The blade clashed with the chain, sending sparks flying that flickered in the darkness.
Like fleeting stars.
But the chains kept coming, growing ever more numerous, seemingly endless.
The space surrounding him grew increasingly cramped. Ren Xiaoyao's arms ached terribly from continuously wielding the Light Sword; each block and slash felt like dragging a thousand-pound weight, and his speed gradually slowed. Sweat soaked through his clothes, mixing with blood and dripping down the hem.
As he defended himself, he inwardly groaned, knowing that at this rate, he would eventually be bound by the dense chains. Just then, as he was focused on parrying the attack from above, a chain suddenly attacked from below, tightly wrapping around his ankle. Ren Xiaoyao instantly lost his balance and lurched forward. He hurriedly used his Light Sword to brace himself, preventing a direct fall to the ground, but in doing so, he lost most of his defensive capabilities.
Seeing this, the Mysterious Expert's eyes flashed with mockery. He changed his hand Method Formula, and the chains, as if driven by some powerful will, danced even more wildly, attacking Ren Xiaoyao from all sorts of tricky angles. Ren Xiaoyao gritted his teeth, enduring the pain and exhaustion in his body, and used his Light Sword as the center to create a series of sword shadows in front of him, barely managing to resist the surging chains.
However, the Mysterious Expert had no intention of giving him a chance to breathe. He chanted incantations, and Dark Power condensed once more. Dark clouds rolled across the sky, with black lightning flashing and dancing within them, producing deafening roars. Then, beams of black light shot down from the clouds, their target being Ren Xiaoyao, who was bound by chains.
Ren Xiaoyao sensed the deadly threat, looked up at the sky, but his eyes showed no fear, only determination. He knew he had to do something, or he would surely die today. He took a deep breath, ignoring the increasing wounds on his body, and forcibly circulated the chaotic spiritual energy within his body, trying to reactivate the Golden Phantom behind him.