Like all the other attacks, Su Chen and Gu Qingluo’s incredibly powerful fireball didn’t seem to do anything to the Desolate Beast. However, Su Chen disregarded what he saw and continued to attack the Desolate Beast along with the rest of his disciples.

Even though none of the disciples' attacks seemed to have any effect on the balloon-like creature, Su Chen insisted on resolutely forging onwards.

The battle seemed like it would drag on forever, and its high intensity put a tremendous strain on the disciples. If it wasn’t for Su Chen’s peerless reputation, they would have long since started to doubt whether their actions were having any effect.

But as they continued to barrage the Desolate Beast with their attacks, it finally showed signs of slowing down.

It wasn’t very fast in the first place, which made its change even more dramatic and obvious. Even the wind that flowed out from the hole in its body was beginning to die down.

“It’s growing weaker. It’s growing weaker!” someone cried out when they noticed the change.

Light had finally appeared at the other end of the tunnel.

The Sect Master was right!

Everyone’s excitement redoubled, and their desire to fight was rekindled.

The streaks of sword light flying through...