The atmosphere in the Lingxu Market grew increasingly tense, like the calm before the storm. Lin Yang and the various forces raced against time to perfect their defenses; however, the extraterrestrial demons moved faster than they had anticipated.

In the pitch-black night, dark clouds rolled and surged like ink, completely obscuring the moonlight and stars. Suddenly, streaks of black lightning tore through the clouds, accompanied by deafening roars, and extraterrestrial demonic figures surged out of the darkness like a tide. Their forms were ethereal, like twisted black shadows, exuding a nauseating aura of darkness; wherever they passed, space itself seemed to be corroded and distorted.

The joint defense team was the first to detect the disturbance. The patrol team had barely sounded their whistles when a sharp sound echoed through the silent night. Immediately afterward, countless blurry black shadows were reflected in the spirit mirror, rapidly approaching. "Shadow attacks!" the patrolman shouted, his voice filled with tension and vigilance. The alarm instantly blared throughout the entire Spirit Ruins Market, like the horn of death, announcing the impending crisis.

In an instant, the Spirit Ruins Market was ablaze with lights, and members of various factions swiftly took their battle positions. Defensive arrays shone brightly, forming multicolored light curtains that heavily protected the Spirit Ruins Market. Runes flickered on the light curtains, releasing powerful spiritual energy fluctuations that countered the dark aura of the extraterrestrial demons. Alchemists quickly distributed prepared pills to the combatants. The warriors took the pills, and a powerful surge of strength welled up within them, their eyes filled with unwavering determination.

The extraterrestrial demons, fearless and relentless, charged madly towards the defensive array. They extended their jet-black claws, grabbing at the light barrier with a hissing sound, like a fierce clash between darkness and light. The light barrier trembled violently, its glow flickering as if it might shatter at any moment. Some of the demons spewed black flames, flames carrying a strange power, attempting to burn away the array. For a moment, the defensive array endured immense pressure, the air thick with the acrid smell of burning and the aura of darkness.

Lin Yang stood atop the tower of the Linghe Chamber of Commerce headquarters, his expression grave as he watched the battlefield. He wore a black, close-fitting outfit, its hem fluttering in the wind. His sword gleamed, its blade covered in mysterious runes that shimmered brightly as he channeled his spiritual energy into it. A powerful aura emanated from him, spreading out like a tangible force, giving off a steady yet oppressive feeling. "Activate all defensive magic treasures! Don't panic!" Lin Yang shouted, his voice booming through the night sky, injecting a much-needed boost of confidence into the panicked crowd.

The members of the Spirit Harmony Merchant Guild responded swiftly, manipulating various defensive magical artifacts. The Spirit Whistle emitted piercing sound waves, which transformed into invisible blades that vibrated in the air, interfering with the movements of the demonic shadows and causing some of them to falter. The Spirit Mirror fired beams of spiritual energy, which streaked across the night sky like meteors. Upon striking the demonic shadows, these beams briefly broke their concealment, instantly exposing them and making them targets.

Other forces also joined the battle, employing various methods. The sword cultivators of the Spirit Sword Sect flew on their swords, forming a sword formation in the air. Clad in white sword robes, their garments fluttering, their swords gleaming coldly. The sword formation shifted unpredictably, streaks of sword energy shooting towards the demonic shadows like rainbows. The sword energy crisscrossed, weaving a vast sword net in the air, causing the demonic shadows to vanish wherever it went. The Myriad Treasures Pavilion unleashed various powerful magical treasures, including a pagoda radiating multicolored light that released a powerful suction force, drawing in any approaching demonic shadows; and a cauldron that spewed forth flames, the flames carrying high temperatures and purifying power, incinerating the dark energy.

However, the extraterrestrial demons were numerous and formidable. Some of these gigantic demons possessed strength reaching the Void Refinement stage, and their attacks caused the defensive array to teeter on the brink of collapse. These Void Refinement stage demons were surrounded by dense dark auras, and black spears materialized in their hands, which they fiercely thrust at the defensive array. Each attack caused cracks to appear in the array's light barrier, which would quickly heal, but the pressure on the array was increasing.

Lin Yang knew he had to devise a countermeasure as soon as possible, otherwise, once the magic array was broken, the Spirit Ruins Market would be doomed. He quickly observed the battlefield situation and keenly noticed that the demonic attacks seemed to follow a certain pattern; before each large-scale attack, there would be a surge of dark energy. This dark energy was like the calm before a storm, seemingly peaceful, but in reality, it concealed deadly intent.

Lin Yang immediately used a special communication artifact to relay his discovery to the various factions: "Beware of the surge of dark aura before the demonic shadow attacks; strengthen your defenses at that moment!" Simultaneously, he circulated his spiritual energy, concentrating it in his feet, and leaped down from the tower like a black lightning bolt, preparing to personally intervene and deliver a heavy blow to the demonic shadow to stabilize the battle. At this moment, the Spirit Ruins Market had become a battlefield engulfed in flames of war. The struggle for survival had only just begun, and Lin Yang and the members of the various factions would fight with all their might for the survival of the Spirit Ruins Market in this brutal battle.