"ARGH!!"
The grotesque creatures, their forms unable to withstand the celestial power, dissolved into wisps of black smoke, their screams of agony echoing through the chaotic expanse.
Dongfang Hao and the elders, their eyes widening in disbelief, watched as the woman single-handedly decimated the Shadow Demon horde. Her movements were a blur of grace and power, her swordsmanship a mesmerizing dance of death.
Before they could comprehend the sudden turn of events, two more figures materialized beside the woman, their presence radiating an aura of immense power.
Yun Ting wielded a massive warhammer, its head forged from the heart of a collapsing star. With each swing of his hammer, the ground trembled, and Shadow Demons were sent flying, their forms crumpling under the devastating blows.
