In a valley in the Far West, the Chaos Demon Flood Dragon exuded a thick, evil aura, resembling a mobile black fortress. Its blood-red, vertical pupils were locked onto Su Yao and her companions. As its massive body snaked through the valley, the rocks beneath it cracked and shattered, emitting dull, heavy thuds. Su Yao gripped the Chaos Spirit Sword tightly; the runes on the blade flickered, resonating with the Chaos Spirit Orb as she sought a glimmer of hope amidst the oppressive atmosphere. Lin Yu stood beside her, his hands moving rapidly to weave seals, his body wreathed in roaring Spirit Flames, ready to strike at any moment. Zhao Ya hid behind the Pavilion Master, watching the battle with nervous intensity, clutching a scroll of inscribed runes as she desperately searched for a countermeasure within the cryptic characters.
The Chaos Demon Flood Dragon launched the first attack. It lashed out with its thick, heavy tail, whipping up a gale that slammed toward the group like a wall of black shadow. Seeing this, Su Yao let out a sharp cry. She channeled the power of the Chaos Spirit Orb, infusing it into the Chaos Spirit Sword to unleash the "Chaos Phantom Sword." In an instant, a multitude of sword shadows shimmered like stars, colliding with the flood dragon’s tail with a deafening metallic clang as sparks flew in every direction. The creature’s strength was overwhelming; although Su Yao blocked the blow, the sheer force of the impact sent her stumbling backward, a trai…
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