The little fire snakes, their bodies ablaze with raging flames, sped towards the countless vines surging forward like streaks of red lightning.

The two collided with a deafening roar, and in an instant, flames shot into the sky, like a blazing sun suddenly bursting forth, illuminating the surroundings in a fiery red.

The violent impact and the crackling sound of the vines burning filled the air, sending chills down one's spine.

The vines that had been attacking fiercely and aggressively seemed to sense the strong threat from the little fire snake at this moment. Their attack momentum slowed down significantly, as if they were somewhat afraid of the scorching power of the flames.

Just then, Qing Jie, who was standing behind, swiftly formed hand seals with his hands as if they were phantoms.

As he moved, streaks of crimson light continuously emanated from his hands, rippling outwards like waves.

These crimson lights intertwined and merged, eventually coalescing into a thick and sturdy shield that stood firmly in front of everyone.

Meanwhile, Ling Xueyan was not idle either. She moved her hands lightly, and each movement brought out a dazzling purifying power.

These purifying forces shot towards the vines like sharp arrows. Any vines struck by them seemed to have their life essence drained away, quickly becoming dry and withered until they completely lost their vitality.

The golden skull, which had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up: "Don't let your guard down, there's something even more powerful to come!"

However, before he could finish speaking, a muffled rumble resounded, and the ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked open without warning.

Immediately afterwards, countless ghostly black shadows surged out of the crack like a tidal wave, baring their fangs and claws as they pounced on the crowd.

"This is never going to end!"

Upon seeing this, Qin Feng's eyes widened in anger. He roared and, without hesitation, plunged into the shadows, sword in hand.

His movements were as swift as the wind, and the longsword in his hand transformed into countless sharp sword shadows, flickering uncertainly in the darkness.

Wherever the sword light flashed, the dark figures would scream and vanish into nothingness.

Qing Jie, Ling Xueyan, and the golden skeleton did not hesitate at all and immediately unleashed various powerful spells and supernatural abilities.

In an instant, dazzling magical light and powerful divine energy intertwined, crashing towards the dense black shadows like torrents.

Despite the exceptional strength of Qin Feng and his companions, who easily eliminated numerous shadowy figures, Qin Feng and his group still managed to defeat them.

Strangely, these shadowy figures not only did not decrease in number but increased, seemingly endless, surging in continuously and threatening to completely engulf them.

"This is fucking weird!" Qin Feng couldn't help but curse, secretly pondering how to deal with it.

Suddenly, the Five Elements Divine Sword he was holding in his hand burst forth with dazzling light, like a blazing sun hanging in the sky.

"break!"

As Qin Feng roared, he swung his divine sword with all his might, slashing fiercely forward.

In an instant, a dazzling and enormous blade of light roared out, hurtling straight toward the densest part of the shadows with overwhelming force.

A deafening roar followed, and amidst the interplay of light and shadow, countless dark figures vanished like smoke.

However, just as a large number of these shadowy figures were being wiped out, a sudden change occurred!

Suddenly, an extremely powerful suction force erupted from beneath the ground, as if an invisible giant hand was tightly gripping Qin Feng and the others.

Because the incident happened so suddenly, Qin Feng and the others had no time to react before being mercilessly dragged downwards by the powerful suction.

"Not good!" Qin Feng's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly tried to use his skills to stabilize himself, but unfortunately, the suction force was too strong, and no matter how hard he tried, it was all in vain.

In the blink of an eye, the figures of the group disappeared.

After an unknown amount of time, when Qin Feng and the others finally stopped falling, they found themselves in a mysterious and unfamiliar space.

Strange runes flickered around the space, emitting a faint yet unsettling light.

As the group, still reeling from the shock, surveyed their surroundings, the golden skull suddenly screamed in terror, as if it had witnessed something utterly horrifying: "This...this is..."

"This...this is actually the Death Domain!"

The golden skull trembled uncontrollably, as if it had seen something extremely terrifying, and uttered those words with difficulty in a voice filled with fear.

Upon hearing the golden skull's words, Qin Feng was slightly taken aback, a look of confusion appearing on his face.

He composed himself, then asked with a face full of curiosity, "What is the Death Domain? It made you lose your composure!"

The golden skull's voice revealed deep fear and awe: "This Death Realm is a legendary forbidden zone where life is utterly extinguished!"

"Once you step into this place, it means that all life will be gradually and mercilessly devoured."

"Not only that, but you will also be constantly and relentlessly attacked by the resentment from the depths of death."

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng's expression instantly turned serious, his brows furrowing tightly like two tightly closed city gates.

He took a deep breath, calmed himself, and began to carefully sense and examine his own physical condition.

A moment later, just as the golden skull had said, he clearly sensed that the life force within his body was being slowly devoured by a strange and mysterious power.

Suddenly, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, so heavy that it was almost impossible to breathe.

A chilling cold surged from all directions, like a pack of hungry wolves, baring their fangs and claws as they pounced on Qin Feng.

This chill was not ordinary cold; it carried a sinister chill that penetrated to the very soul, sending shivers down one's spine.

Qin Feng frowned deeply, and the veins on his forehead bulged slightly, as if he were under tremendous pressure.

He exerted all his strength to mobilize the vast, ocean-like divine power within his body, attempting to resist the surging chill and the continuous loss of his own life force.

Ling Xueyan, standing to the side, also had a solemn expression. Her beautiful face was covered with a layer of frost, but her eyes still shone with a firm light.

She swiftly reached into the storage ring at her waist, her movements practiced and efficient.

With a flash of light, a bead radiating a warm glow appeared in her hand.

This bead is about the size of a thumb, and its entire surface is round and smooth, as if it were carved from mutton fat jade.

Its light is soft and warm, like a ray of sunshine in winter, bringing endless hope and comfort.

The moment the bead appeared, the icy chill in the surroundings seemed to ease slightly, no longer as oppressive as before.