Chapter 414 Core Crisis
Chapter 414 Core Crisis
Under the full-force attack of Yun Yao and Chu Mochen, the core of the Phantom Demon finally fell into an unprecedented crisis. The huge black sphere was originally like a bottomless dark vortex, continuously releasing evil aura, but now the runes on the surface began to flicker, as if the power inside was struggling in disorder. Each of those runes was like a curse from hell, twisting and winding, but at this moment it was like a candle in the wind, the light became dimmer, and only a faint light was left trembling on the surface of the sphere.
The demons guarding the core also clearly sensed this fatal crisis. They no longer launched attacks in a calm and orderly manner as before, but fell into panic. The originally neat and uniform encirclement collapsed in an instant. The demons were like headless flies, shuttling and surging around the core in disorder, making sharp and piercing whistles, as if they were sending desperate wails to the core that was about to collapse.
The elders keenly caught this excellent opportunity. They had sharp eyes and did not hesitate to use their best skills. The elder with snow-white hair and a dignified face took the lead. He quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered something. With a low command, a blazing fire storm appeared out of thin air. This fire storm was not an ordinary fire, but was condensed from pure spiritual power. The flame was a strange blue color, and the temperature in the center was extremely high. Wherever it went, the space was burned and ripples appeared. The fire storm was like a roaring dragon, sweeping towards the core of the Phantom Demon with its fangs and claws, and instantly swallowed up several demon shadows along the way. The demon shadows screamed miserably under the high temperature and turned into ashes in an instant.
Then, another elder with a thin figure and cold eyes was not to be outdone. He changed the spells in his hands, and in an instant, countless sharp ice storms condensed around him. These ice peaks were more than one person tall, like transparent sharp blades, emitting a piercing chill, and each ice peak contained a powerful spiritual power fluctuation. The elder waved his long sleeves, and the ice storm rushed to the core like a surging tide, echoing with the fire storm. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be frozen. Once the demons touched the ice peaks, their bodies would be instantly frozen, and then turned into nothingness under the burning of the flames.
There was also an elder who was good at controlling the power of thunder. He was surrounded by flashing lightning, like the god of thunder. He shouted loudly and released a violent thunder force in his hand. The thunder was like a winding purple dragon, carrying the momentum of destroying the world. After drawing a dazzling arc in the sky, it fiercely struck the core of the shadow demon. Wherever the thunder passed, the space was torn into black cracks, and there was a crackling sound, which was deafening.
Under the continuous impact of the elders' powerful spells, shocking cracks began to appear on the core surface of the Shadow Demon. These cracks were as fine as hair at first, and then quickly spread and expanded, like a broken spider web, covering the entire surface of the sphere. In each crack, there was a surging evil aura that continued to leak out like a flood. The aura was as black as ink and carried a rotten smell. Wherever it went, flowers and plants withered instantly, and the ground was corroded into deep pits. The surrounding space was distorted, as if it had fallen into a chaotic time and space vortex.
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen knew that this was the critical moment to destroy the core. They dared not slack off and took the opportunity to increase the intensity of their attacks. Yun Yao stood in the back, concentrating on casting auxiliary spells. Her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, but her eyes were firm. She quickly formed seals with her hands, and rays of spiritual power flowed out from her fingertips. These rays of light were like smart elves, quickly blending into the attacks of everyone. After each ray of light was integrated, the fire storm burned more fiercely, the power of the ice storm also increased suddenly, and the power of thunder was even more brilliant. At the same time, Yun Yao kept an eye on the changes on the battlefield. Her keen perception was like an invisible net, covering the entire battlefield. Once she found that a demon shadow was trying to break through the defense line, or the elders' spells had weaknesses, she would issue a warning in time to provide support for everyone.
Chu Mochen held a long sword in his hand, and the sword shone brightly. The light was like a dazzling galaxy, covering him completely. He stood tall, like a god of war descending to earth, carrying endless sword energy, and rushed to the core again like a silver lightning. At this moment, he had only one belief in his heart, that is, to destroy this evil core that brought a huge crisis to the sect. In the process of charging, he cleverly avoided the crazy counterattack of the demon shadows, and used his agile body to shuttle freely among the demon shadows. Every time he swung the sword, it was accompanied by a sharp sword energy. The sword energy was like a rainbow. Wherever it went, the demon shadows avoided it. Those demon shadows that could not dodge were instantly chopped into pieces by the sword energy, turning into wisps of black smoke and dissipating in the air.
However, although the core of the Phantom Demon was in danger, it still struggled desperately. As the cracks on the surface of the core increased, it seemed to sense the approach of death and began to frantically extract the surrounding dark spiritual power in an attempt to repair its own damage. For a time, a powerful dark spiritual power vortex was formed with the core as the center. The surrounding demon shadows were pulled by this suction force and flew towards the core involuntarily, blending into it and becoming nutrients for the core to repair. This made the core's defense suddenly increase in a short period of time. The elders' spells and Yun Yao and Chu Mochen's attacks were slightly blocked when they touched this shield formed by the fusion of dark spiritual power and demon shadows, and the light became a little dim.
But Yun Yao, Chu Mochen and the others did not retreat because of this. They looked at each other with firm eyes, and saw the unyielding and determination in each other's eyes. They increased their spiritual power output, and Yun Yao's spiritual power was continuously injected into the attacks of the crowd. Her face became paler and her body began to tremble slightly. It was obvious that her spiritual power was over-consumed, but she bit her lower lip tightly, resisting the fatigue and continued to persist. Chu Mochen was the same. His clothes were already soaked with sweat, and the wounds on his body were torn again under the violent movement. The blood stained his clothes red, but he didn't care at all. The long sword in his hand swung more violently, and the sword energy crisscrossed like a tight sword net, tightly covering the core.
Under the concerted attack of everyone, the core of the Phantom Demon finally couldn't bear the heavy burden. Although the dark spiritual shield temporarily blocked some of the attacks, it began to crack under the continuous burning, freezing and lightning of the elders' powerful spells, as well as the storm-like attacks of Yun Yao and Chu Mochen, and then shattered. Without the protection of the shield, the core was completely exposed to the attacks of everyone. It trembled wildly, and the runes on the surface flashed more and more rapidly, as if it was making its last dying struggle.
Upon seeing this, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen's eyes flashed with determination, and they simultaneously circulated their spiritual power, injecting this powerful spiritual power that gathered each other's beliefs and strength into the attack without reservation.
For a moment, the fire storm became more violent, the ice storm became more fierce, the power of thunder reached an unprecedented intensity, and Chu Mochen's sword energy was like a materialized blade, carrying the momentum of creating the world, merging with the attacks of everyone, forming a powerful force that could destroy the world, surging towards the core like a raging tsunami.
The core was shaky under the impact of this powerful force, as if it could collapse completely at any time. The evil aura emanating from the depths of the core also gradually dissipated under the suppression of this force, as if foreshadowing that this crisis was about to usher in a final turning point.
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