The battlefield was tense as Wang Li faced off against the towering demon lord, his expression grim but determined. Each blow Wang Li launched was infused with the power of his Yin-Yang techniques, and he was executing them with a precision that pushed him to his limits. But even so, the demon lord's strength was overwhelming, his dark presence vibrating with raw malice and ancient power. Just as Wang Li prepared to launch another attack, he heard hurried footsteps approaching from behind.
Out of the dust and rubble stepped Xia Qingwu, her serene face laced with worry but steeled with determination. Following her were Song Jingyan, Xia Bingling, Wang Xiangyi, and Liu Xue, each one casting anxious glances at the demon lord as they gathered around Wang Li. Even Jiu Lan, whose usual confident demeanor was softened with concern, clutched her weapon with a fierce determination.
