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Liang Tian and the masters of the Hidden Sect stood firm like rocks in a raging storm, exerting all their strength to maintain the formation, fiercely resisting the frenzied counterattack of the Evil Artifact. At that moment, the Evil Artifact resembled a ferocious beast driven into a corner, unleashing an evil power that surged like a black torrent, carrying a destructive momentum that relentlessly battered against the formation they had set up.
Sweat had already beaded on Liang Tian's forehead, large droplets sliding down his cheeks and soaking his clothes. Yet his gaze remained resolute as he fixed his eyes on the Evil Artifact, his teeth clenched tightly together. He understood all too well that if the formation were to be breached and the Evil Artifact escaped, the consequences would be unimaginable. Thus, he poured forth all his magical energy, striving to stabilize the formation with his powerful spiritual force.
The expressions of the other Hidden Sect masters were equally grave; they recognized the urgency of the situation and began to unleash their most powerful techniques. The leader of Ling Xiao Sect wielded a whisk that danced like a phantom, each swing releasing golden runes that merged into the formation like shooting stars, reinforcing its defenses. The runes shimmered with brilliant light, colliding with the black torrent of the Evil Artifact and erupting in thunderous roars.
With a command from the Master of Wan Jian Sect, the Sword Cultivators aligned themselves and pointed their swords toward the sky. In an instant, countless sword energies shot upward and intertwined to form a massive sword of light. This sword surged with fierce momentum as it slashed toward the black torrent in an attempt to sever it. Where the sword energy met the evil force, sparks flew and light flickered.
However, the power of the Evil Artifact was beyond imagination. Despite everyone's best efforts, that black torrent seemed inexhaustible, continuously battering against the formation. The brilliance of the runes on the formation gradually dimmed under this overwhelming assault, and signs of instability began to appear in what was once a solid defense.
"This is bad; this Evil Artifact is stronger than we anticipated! Everyone, push harder!" Liang Tian shouted loudly while exerting every ounce of his spiritual energy into the formation.
"Mr. Liang, rest assured! We will not back down!" responded the leader of Ling Xiao Sect as he channeled all his spiritual power to its limit, causing even more runes to burst forth from his whisk with increased density and brilliance.
The Master of Wan Jian Sect led his Sword Cultivators in executing an even more powerful sword formation, where sword energies crisscrossed like a tightly woven net aimed directly at the black torrent.
Outside the valley, Xiao Zhan watched as flashes of light erupted within and felt a chilling wave of power pulsating through the air. Anxiety gripped him as he tightly gripped his long knife, wishing he could rush into the valley to fight alongside Liang Tian and others. But he knew his duty was to guard the valley's perimeter against any incursions from the Dark Alliance that might disrupt Liang Tian's group.
Beside him, Chen Xue clenched her hands so tightly that her nails nearly dug into her palms. Her gaze was fixed on Liang Tian, filled with worry and concern. She silently prayed for Liang Tian and everyone else to triumph over the Evil Artifact and successfully complete their ritual.
Liang Tian knew they had reached a critical moment between life and death. If they could not hold steady against this assault on their formation, not only would their previous efforts be in vain, but darkness would engulf the entire world. Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to draw upon every last bit of spiritual energy within him, preparing for one final desperate struggle… The outcome of this arduous confrontation hung in suspense: would Liang Tian and his companions succeed in repelling the counterattack of the Evil Artifact?
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