Within My Sect, All Realms Unite-Chapter 68: A demon

As the fight continued, the boy kept adapting at a terrifying pace, his movements becoming sharper and harder to predict with every exchange. What was once chaotic had now started to take shape, as if he was learning their limits while pushing them further.

The pressure built up steadily as the formation began to loosen, and one of the disciples was suddenly caught completely off guard. The boy appeared directly in front of him, his hand already descending with lethal intent, leaving no time to react properly.

At that exact moment, Tianhe moved without hesitation, his aura erupting violently as a draconic presence surged outward from his body. With a burst of his Dragon Rage, he forcefully froze the boy in place, locking him inside a layer of condensed Pressure.

For a brief second, everything came to a halt as the attack was stopped completely, giving everyone a chance to breathe again. "Move!" Tianhe shouted, his voice strained as he held the technique together through sheer force.

But the moment did not last long, as cracks began forming. The Pressure shattered within seconds as demonic energy surged outward, breaking the restraint as if it had never truly held.

The pressure inside the cavern did not rise all at once, instead it crept in slowly as the boy began changing the way he fought. At first it was subtle, but the ground itself started reacting along with his movements.

Thin tendrils that had retreated earlier began slipping out again, not wildly but in controlled strands that stayed close to him. They coiled and hovered like extensions of his body, moving with intent rather than instinct.

The next time he moved, the difference became immediately obvious to everyone watching the battlefield closely. A tendril snapped from behind and pulled his body forward unnaturally fast, as if dragging him through space instead of letting him move.

Han Leu intercepted with his sword, but before the clash could settle, another tendril lashed out sharply from the side. The angle was sudden and precise, forcing him to shift his stance mid-exchange just to avoid getting caught.

The boy did not stop there as more tendrils began rising from the ground and embedding themselves into nearby surfaces. Some wrapped into the walls while others stretched across the floor, forming a loose but controlled web.

Every step now carried risk as the battlefield itself started working against them, limiting their movement in subtle but effective ways. Chu Yue fired again, her arrow slicing through multiple tendrils, but even that created new problems instead of solving anything.

The severed ends snapped back violently instead of falling, striking the ground and forcing others to reposition quickly. Xiaoshan stepped forward to break the space, but the moment his foot landed, a tendril wrapped tightly around his ankle.

He reacted instantly and tore it apart with brute force, but that small delay was enough to create an opening. The boy appeared above him immediately, bringing his attack down without hesitation or wasted movement.

Xiaoshan raised his halberd just in time as the impact forced him deeper into the ground, his footing shaking under pressure. Before he could recover, another tendril shot forward toward his exposed side with sharp intent.

Tianhe intercepted that strike from the side and knocked it away before it could land, but even he did not chase forward this time. They were no longer just fighting the boy, they were fighting the entire terrain around them.

The cavern walls began reacting more aggressively as tendrils embedded into rock and pulled chunks loose without warning. Debris started falling unevenly, forcing constant movement as the battlefield became unstable and harder to control.

Lin Xiaotian stepped back slightly as his gaze sharpened, observing how the tendrils were no longer random but structured. They shaped movement, blocked paths, and slowly forced everyone into predictable positions without them realizing it.

The boy moved again, but this time he did not aim for a direct strike or obvious attack. A tendril snapped across the ground, forcing two disciples to jump apart and break formation instinctively.

The moment that gap appeared, he slipped through it instantly and targeted the weakest one without hesitation. Han Leu blocked again, but even his expression had changed slightly under the growing pressure.

This was no longer about speed or strength alone; it had turned into complete control over the battlefield itself. Behind them, more tendrils spread quietly, embedding into every surface as the cavern slowly became something else entirely.

The ground, the walls, and even the space between them started feeling like it belonged to him completely. And the worst part was that he was not rushing at all, he was taking his time and learning everything.

But suddenly.

Just as the boy leapt forward again, everyone suddenly dispersed at once, breaking formation without any signal as if acting on pure instinct and in the next instant, attacks came from every direction simultaneously, talismans igniting, weapons clashing, and techniques erupting without any clear pattern.

For the first time, the boy was caught slightly off guard as the chaotic barrage disrupted his rhythm and forced him to react instead of control. That brief opening was enough, and Lin Xiaotian’s voice cut through sharply as he gave the command without hesitation. "Elder Han, now."

The moment those words fell, a terrifying demonic aura erupted within the cavern, rising far beyond what the boy had shown until now. It spread instantly, thick and suffocating, pressing down on everything as if the space itself was collapsing inward under immense pressure.

The entire cavern trembled under that surge as breathing became heavier, and even maintaining one’s stance started requiring effort under that overwhelming force. The tendrils paused briefly, reacting instinctively as if something far more dominant had entered the space.

Before the boy could fully respond, something moved behind him and wrapped around his body with unnatural precision and strength. The restraint was sudden and absolute, locking him in place as he struggled instinctively against it for a brief moment.

Then the struggle slowed as a strange shift passed through his body, and something began entering him steadily without resistance or rejection. The energy did not clash with him, instead it flowed smoothly as if it had finally found something compatible to merge with.

His aura surged violently, but this time it did not flicker or destabilize like before, instead it expanded outward in a more complete and overwhelming form. The pressure around him grew heavier as his presence sharpened, filling the cavern with a suffocating intensity.

His body straightened slightly as if adjusting to the sudden increase in power, and the earlier instability seemed to fade away almost completely. The chaotic fluctuations settled into something more refined, something far more dangerous than before.

A slow smile formed on his face as his eyes lifted, not with confusion or resistance but with a strange sense of realization. It was not pain or struggle that showed in his expression, but something closer to satisfaction as if he had gained something.

He wasn’t being restrained but was being nourished.