: The Courage and Hope of a Last Stand
The deafening and terrifying roars of the Dark Creatures swept across the Ice Valley like a surging, furious tide. Every roar was like a heavy hammer, fiercely pounding against everyone's hearts and making their souls tremble. Yet, not a hint of retreat lingered in anyone's eyes. They knew all too well that retreating now meant certain death; only by making a last stand could they carve out a glimmer of survival and hope.
Enduring the exhaustion weighing down his entire body, Lin Yu summoned every last ounce of remaining Chaos Power within him. In an instant, chaotic sword qi coiled around the blade of the Demon-Suppressing Sword once more like a black dragon. Though the light of the sword qi was now far less blinding and majestic than at its peak, it radiated an unyielding, resolute will that grew fiercer through hardship. His gaze like lightning, he locked onto the Dark Creatures and shouted in a voice like a booming bell, "Fellow cultivators, we must never give up! For the peace and harmony of this world, to find the Ice-Heart Grass and save all living beings, today we shall stake our lives to fight this monster!" With those words, he shot forward like a black arrow piercing the void, the Demon-Suppressing Sword carrying the Chaos Power like a dragon bursting from the sea as it lunged fiercely at one of the Dark Creatures' mountain-thick legs.
Chapter 380