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Li Ming and Master Han fought side by side, pushing back some of the shadows, but the enemy's numbers remained overwhelming, and their assault grew increasingly fierce. Master Han sensed that Li Ming's Spiritual Energy was depleting rapidly; he cast a worried glance at him but continued to fight with all his might.
The battle was exceptionally intense. Li Ming felt his resolve strengthening, and his Spiritual Energy surged within him. Taking a deep breath, he concentrated his Spiritual Energy into his fists, clenching them tightly before launching a powerful strike.
"Spiritual Energy enveloped, fists like blades," Li Ming murmured to himself, feeling the immense power coursing through his fists. He charged toward one of the shadows, striking out like thunder directly at its chest.
The shadow dodged swiftly, but Li Ming's speed was remarkable; his fist finally connected with the shadow's shoulder. The shadow staggered back a few steps but quickly regained its footing, a sinister smile creeping across its face.
"Is that all you've got?" the shadow sneered coldly, then suddenly unleashed multiple streams of red energy that shot toward Li Ming.
Feeling an overwhelming pressure, Li Ming quickly channeled his Spiritual Energy to defend against the onslaught of red energy. However, the attack was too powerful; the red energy pierced through his defenses like sharp blades, striking him squarely in the chest.
A wave of excruciating pain washed over him as he was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground. His chest throbbed painfully, and he coughed up blood, yet he stubbornly rose to his feet, defiance shining in his eyes.
"How dare you oppose our demon clan with such weak power?" the shadow mocked, a glimmer of disdain flashing in its eyes.
Gritting his teeth against the pain, Li Ming wrapped his Spiritual Energy around his fists once more, clenching them tightly and preparing to strike again. He knew he could not retreat; he had to give everything he had to fight these foes.
"You demons should crawl back to your hell!" Li Ming roared as he unleashed another thunderous punch toward the shadow.
The shadow evaded effortlessly, still wearing a mocking grin. They seemed unconcerned by Li Ming's attacks, casually dodging before launching another barrage of red energy toward him.
Li Ming felt a wave of weakness wash over him; his Spiritual Energy was draining rapidly. Yet he refused to back down and fought with all his strength. The red energy struck him again, sending him flying once more.
"You think someone like you can stand against us demons?" the shadow laughed derisively, its tone dripping with sarcasm and contempt. "You're nothing but an insignificant ant; why don't you just get lost?"
Li Ming felt a sharp pain in his chest, yet he still managed to stand up, his eyes shining with an indomitable spirit. He knew he could not back down; he had to persevere.
"I... will never retreat!" Li Ming whispered, clenching his fists once more. Spiritual Energy enveloped his hands as he swung them forward, striking directly at his opponent.
The shadowy figure sneered, easily dodging Li Ming's attack. It then unleashed a surge of red fighting spirit, aimed straight at Li Ming's body. He felt a wave of agony, but he remained steadfast, refusing to fall.
"You are not worthy to oppose our Demon Clan," the shadow said coldly before launching a powerful palm strike toward Li Ming's chest.
Li Ming sensed a tremendous force coming at him, and he was sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground. The pain in his chest was unbearable, and he coughed up blood again, but he gritted his teeth and struggled to rise.
He felt his Spiritual Energy rapidly depleting; his fists could no longer strike with the same power as before. He realized that his stamina was nearing its limit, and if he didn't find a way out soon, it would be difficult to continue. Yet, facing these Demon Clan Assassins, he knew he could not retreat.
Just as Li Ming was caught in a fierce battle and his Spiritual Energy was running low, Master Han suddenly erupted with an astonishing fighting spirit. A golden light shone beside him like a massive shield, enveloping both him and Li Ming.
"Enough!" Master Han shouted loudly, his voice filled with authority and strength.
With Master Han's furious shout, a powerful wave rippled through the surroundings as if the air itself was saturated with golden light. The members of the Demon Clan felt this overwhelming power and were momentarily stunned before they charged toward Master Han.
However, just as the Demon Clan rushed at Master Han, a flash of golden light appeared, creating an ethereal barrier that surrounded them. Their bodies were instantly immobilized, as if controlled by some mysterious force.
"What... what kind of power is this?" one of the Demon Clan Assassins asked in terror, fear evident in their eyes.
Master Han looked coldly at them, a glint of icy light in his gaze. "You minions of the Demon Clan dare to act recklessly here? Today you will witness true power!"
Li Ming gazed at the golden light radiating from Master Han's side, filled with shock and awe. He understood that Master Han's strength far exceeded his imagination; this power brought him a sense of reassurance.
Master Han walked slowly towards the imprisoned Demon Clan Assassins, a golden light shimmering beside him, resembling an invincible war god. The members of the Demon Clan felt the overwhelming pressure and were filled with fear and despair.
"Master Han, why did they attack us?" Li Ming asked, confusion swirling in his mind.
Master Han smiled slightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "These minions of the Demon Clan are clearly here for the 'Chaos Pearl' in your possession. They know the power of this pearl and want to seize it to enhance their own strength."
Li Ming nodded, anger and determination swelling within him. "I will never let them succeed!"
Master Han nodded in agreement before turning to the Demon Clan Assassins. "Now, you have two choices: either leave here obediently or... die!"
The Demon Clan Assassins trembled under Master Han's pressure. They understood that this man before them was powerful beyond their ability to confront.
"We will never surrender!" one of the Demon Clan Assassins shouted angrily, suddenly launching an attack with a powerful burst of red energy aimed directly at Master Han.
Master Han snorted coldly, raising his hand to block the attack. The golden light acted like a shield, effortlessly deflecting the opponent's strike. He then countered with a swift palm strike, sending golden light slicing through the air toward the assassin's chest.
The Demon Clan Assassin was hit and sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground. He coughed up a large amount of blood, his eyes filled with fear and despair.
"You minions of the Demon Clan will undoubtedly die today!" Master Han said coldly, launching another assault as golden light surged like a storm.
Li Ming felt a surge of excitement; he knew that Master Han's strength far surpassed that of these Demon Clan Assassins. Even though he could no longer fight, he felt a sense of reassurance.
Master Han's attacks were swift and fierce; the Demon Clan Assassins were unable to withstand them. One by one, they fell, and the air around them became thick with the scent of blood.
Finally, as the last Demon Clan Assassin was defeated, silence returned to the surroundings.
Li Ming felt utterly exhausted after the battle, his legs giving way beneath him as he collapsed heavily to the ground. A sharp pain throbbed in his chest, and his Spiritual Energy was completely depleted, leaving him without the strength to even stand. Master Han quickly rushed to Li Ming's side, helping him up and allowing him to lean against him.
"Li Ming, how are you?" Master Han asked with concern, a flicker of worry crossing his eyes.
"I'm... I'm fine, just too tired," Li Ming replied weakly, his breath unsteady.
Master Han nodded and began to channel his own Spiritual Energy, sending a warm force into Li Ming's body. "Rest for a moment and recover your strength."
Closing his eyes, Li Ming followed Master Han's guidance and began to meditate. He felt his Spiritual Energy slowly replenishing, and his body gradually regaining some strength.
After a while, Li Ming opened his eyes and weakly asked, "Master Han, why did those Demon Clan Assassins want to seize the Chaos Pearl?"
Master Han pondered for a moment before responding slowly, "The power of the Chaos Pearl is immensely strong. It can absorb and transform various negative energies, enhancing the abilities of its wielder. The Demon Clan thrives on negative energy to strengthen themselves; for them, the Chaos Pearl is an invaluable treasure."
Li Ming nodded, filled with confusion. "Then why are they so intent on Earth?"
Master Han sighed lightly and explained, "The Demon Clan has always been interested in the Spiritual Energy resources on Earth. They seek to invade and plunder to enhance their own power. The Chaos Pearl is not just a means of strengthening their abilities; it is also a crucial tool for controlling and dominating Earth."
Li Ming felt a shock run through him; he had never imagined that the pearl he had obtained by chance could wield such influence. "So they won't let me go easily, will they?"
Master Han nodded, a hint of concern flashing in his gaze. "Yes, Li Ming. You are now their target; they will not let you slip away easily."
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