Hungover, I crossed over to the psychic realm

On the seemingly cursed battlefield, the coalition team was engaged in a fierce battle with the Demon God. It was as if an invisible and icy hand had mercilessly dragged them into the endless abyss of darkness. The suffocating despair filled the air, as thick as a black fog, tightly coiling around everyone, making their breathing difficult and labored. Every coalition warrior was struggling hard. Their faces, smeared with sweat, dust, and blood, looked tired and bedraggled, yet their eyes still betrayed unyielding determination. However, under the near - invincible might of the Demon God, they could see no glimmer of hope for victory. It was like being adrift in a vast expanse of dark ocean, with no floating log to cling to, and they could only persevere with a tenuous belief in their hearts.

At this critical juncture, the main force of the coalition troops arrived like a surging and unstoppable tide. Roaring and rumbling, with an overwhelming momentum and unwavering resolve, they were like an irresistible iron - clad torrent. As if summoned by fate, they acutely sensed the abnormal situation here and rushed over without hesitation. A fierce fire burned in the heart of each warrior, eager to join the battle, rescue their comrades, and safeguard the dignity of the coalition and the peace of the cultivation world. The moment their figures emerged at the edge of the battlefield, it was like a ray of hope piercing through the dark night sky, illuminating this land filled with death and despair. It brought a glimmer of life and hope to the gloomy battlefield, reigniting the fighting spirit within the coalition warriors.

Seeing Lin Yu and others engaged in a life - and - death struggle with the Demon God, the tragic scene set everyone's blood boiling. The anger in their hearts was instantly ignited, and they immediately joined the battle without hesitation to support the coalition team. Like a group of timely reinforcements arriving at the battlefield, they instantly turned the tide of the battle, bringing a faint yet precious turn of events to the otherwise hopeless and deathly - still situation. Their arrival was like a powerful infusion of fresh blood into an almost dried - up river, bringing new vitality and hope to this battle, and rejuvenating the coalition with new life and strength.

With the addition of the main force of the coalition, the battlefield situation underwent a subtle yet crucial change. It was as if the balance was gradually tilting in favor of the coalition. The coalition members worked in unison, as if they had a telepathic connection. They coordinated tacitly with one another, and every glance and every gesture conveyed trust and determination. It was as if they were an integrated whole, and everyone knew their responsibilities and missions, striving for a common goal. They unleashed various powerful spells and magical treasures. In an instant, the battlefield was ablaze with bright lights, like a magnificent and breathtaking fireworks display, decorating this dark battlefield in a dreamy yet deadly manner.

Beams of spell lights flashed across the sky like lightning. Some transformed into raging infernos that seemed capable of incinerating all evil in the world. With searing heat and a destructive aura, they hurtled towards the Demon God. Wherever the flames passed, the air was distorted by the intense heat, making a hissing sound, as if space itself could not endure this high temperature. Some condensed into sharp ice blades that glistened with a cold sheen, as if they could cleave through space. They shot towards the Demon God at breakneck speed, leaving icy trails in the air, as if they could freeze the very air. Others converged into dazzling bolts of lightning. The thunder rumbled, carrying powerful electrical energy and wild power as it struck the Demon God. The deafening roar of the thunder was like the angry roar of heaven and earth, causing the entire battlefield to tremble.

Simultaneously, various magical treasures also shone brightly. Some magical treasures hovered in the air, casting a golden glow that empowered the coalition members. The glow was like warm sunlight, shining on the coalition warriors, making them feel a continuous stream of power surging into their bodies, and the fatigue dissipated instantly. Some magical treasures transformed into a light shield to fend off the Demon God's attacks for the coalition. The light shield was as solid as a boulder, emitting a soft yet resilient light, blocking the Demon God's attacks one by one with a clear clanging sound. Still others released a powerful suction force, attempting to hamper the Demon God's movements. The suction force was like an invisible whirlpool, making the Demon God's movements slow and arduous, as if it had become mired in a quagmire.

The lights of various spells and the glows of magical treasures intertwined, illuminating the entire dark battlefield, dispelling some of the originally gloomy and terrifying atmosphere, making the battlefield less oppressive and despairing. Although the Demon God was powerful, under the coalition's successive - attack tactics, it gradually began to struggle. The coalition members took turns to attack, launching wave after wave of assaults on the Demon God, giving it no chance to catch its breath. Like a fatigued and over - exerted giant, it started to show weaknesses. Its movements became sluggish. The attacks that were originally as swift as lightning now resembled those of a beast stuck in the mud, finding it difficult to move. Every raise of its hand and every attack seemed so ponderous and slow. The power of its attacks was also much diminished. The force that could easily shatter huge rocks now only created faint ripples when hitting the coalition's defenses, no longer posing a lethal threat to the coalition. The once - terrifying aura was gradually fading away, and the evil oppressive feeling that had enveloped the battlefield was slowly weakening, as if the Demon God's power was being gradually eroded by the coalition. Its former might was gone, leaving only a seemingly powerful but actually feeble shell.

Seeing this turn of events, Lin Yu was overjoyed. It was as if after wandering in the darkness for a long time, he finally saw the dawn. The warm and bright dawn gently shone on him, dispelling the gloom in his heart, filling his originally exhausted and nearly despairing heart with hope and strength once more. His eyes sparkled with excitement and elation, like stars twinkling in the night sky. The light in his eyes was filled with the longing for victory and the vision of the future. He once again unleashed the powerful skill that combined two top - tier cultivation techniques. This time, his eyes were filled with confidence and determination. His gaze was firm and sharp, as if it could penetrate all difficulties and obstacles and look straight towards the shore of victory.

He led the coalition members to launch a fierce attack on the Demon God, like a group of brave and fearless warriors launching a final charge. They shouted slogans that resounded through the sky. The slogans were filled with power and courage, with an indomitable momentum, bravely advancing towards the direction of victory. Under this round of attacks by the coalition, the Demon God was forced to retreat continuously. A large cloud of dust billowed up beneath its feet. Each step seemed so heavy and difficult, as if the ground beneath was trying to impede its retreat. More and more wounds appeared on its body, and the black blood kept flowing, pooling into puddles of black blood on the ground, emitting a pungent odor that made people nauseous, as if it were a symbol of the Demon God's decline. Its power was rapidly ebbing away, like a towering building on the verge of collapse, teetering and on the verge of crashing down at any moment. The once - arrogant might had completely vanished, leaving only a body at the end of its rope, making a last - ditch struggle under the coalition's attacks, emitting weak roars in an attempt to reclaim its long - lost glory and power.