"Wait," said the man in white suddenly, his voice hoarse and weak, "It seems... something... is coming..."
The symbols on the altar were finally arranged in full, emitting dazzling light, like the rising sun, dispelling the darkness around it.
A powerful wave of energy spread from the center of the altar, and everyone felt a warm current surge throughout their bodies, and the original pain miraculously disappeared.
"We succeeded!" Luo Xiaoyu cheered excitedly, her voice as crisp as a silver bell, echoing in the valley.
Everyone cheered and hugged each other, and the joy was beyond words.
They feel like they are full of power in their bodies, as if they can control everything.
Blacksmith Zhao clenched his fists, felt unprecedented power, and laughed out loud with excitement.
Doctor Zhang was so excited that he burst into tears. He had never thought that he could participate in such a great thing.
Xiaohong rushed into the man in white excitedly, and tears soaked his clothes.
"We succeeded!" she said with a sob.
The man in white gently stroked Xiaohong's hair and kissed her forehead affectionately.
"Yes, we succeeded." His voice was low and magnetic, full of love.
Luo Xiaoyu celebrating with everyone, her face filled with the joy of victory.
Their relationship became stronger after this life-and-death test, as strong as steel.
Master Lingyin clasped his hands together and looked at everyone with a smile, "Congratulations, you have passed the test."
Just as everyone was immersed in joy, Grandma Lin suddenly spoke, "Children, the real test has only begun now." Her voice was low and mysterious, with a hint of undetectable warning.
Everyone looked at Grandma Lin in confusion, not understanding the meaning of her words.
"What...what does this mean?" Luo Xiaoyu asked in confusion.
Grandma Lin did not answer, but just glanced at everyone meaningfully, and then slowly walked towards the center of the altar.
"Wait, what are you going to do?" The man in white noticed a strange thing and hurried forward to stop him.
Grandma Lin stopped, turned around, showed a mysterious smile to everyone, and said, "I want to take you to a place..."
The symbols in the center of the altar burst out with a brilliant light, like millions of stars shining at the same time.
The light dissipated, and an ancient scroll slowly unfolded, recording the ultimate secret of the world - the power to change the world.
Everyone held their breath and focused, looking at the words on the scroll, their hearts filled with awe and excitement.
It turned out that all this was a test, and they passed the test and became the chosen ones of fate.
They gained the power of manipulating elements, can control wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and can move mountains and fill seas.
They have become heroes of the world and are admired and loved by everyone.
People built magnificent statues for them, engraved their names on monuments of history, and their stories were passed down from generation to generation.
With this power, they began to create a better future for the world.
They purified the polluted rivers and allowed the clear river water to flow again; they cured the sick land and revitalized the fertile land; they dispelled the haze that enveloped people's hearts and let the light of hope illuminate every corner.
They enjoy glory and happiness, and their names become symbols of hope and beauty.
However, just as everyone was immersed in joy, Luo Xiaoyu suddenly felt a palpitation. She looked up and looked into the distance. She saw a strange red light appearing in the sky, like a blood-colored ribbon, slowly floating in the air.
"What is that?" Luo Xiaoyu pointed to the red light in the sky, with a hint of uneasiness in her tone.
Everyone looked in the direction of Luo Xiaoyu's fingers, and their faces became solemn.
The red light became brighter and bigger, as if something terrible was approaching.
The air around it became dull, and an ominous premonition enveloped everyone's heart.
"Not good..." the man in white whispered, with a hint of unconcealed worry in his voice, "It seems... something... is coming..."
The joy on everyone's faces was instantly dispersed by the blood-red light that suddenly appeared in the sky, replaced by deep worries.
The red light was like a whip from hell, slowly twitching in the air. Every flashing seemed to hit the hearts of everyone, making their breathing heavy.
The originally fresh air around it seemed to be squeezed by an invisible force, becoming stagnant and suppressed, and the chirping of birds seemed sharp and harsh, making people feel restless.
The man in white frowned, and his deep eyes flashed with solemnity that he had never seen before. His low voice seemed to have a tremor, breaking the suffocating silence.
"It seems... something... is coming..."
Uneasiness spread like a plague, and everyone quickly sat together and began to discuss countermeasures.
Blacksmith Zhao clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on his thick hands burst out, as if he was ready to face a fierce battle at any time; Luo Xiaoyu looked anxious, and her eyes full of exploration were also full of confusion at this moment, constantly scanning everyone's faces, as if she wanted to find the answer; Grandma Lin's kind face was full of worries, she folded her hands and prayed silently; Doctor Zhang pushed the glasses on his nose, and there was also a hint of unconcealable anxiety in his calm eyes.
"Instead of waiting for death, why not go and see what it is!" Wang Liehuo suddenly stood up, his honest face was full of determination at this moment, "I'll go and see it now, so I'll prepare early!"
"Don't be reckless!" Elder Chen leaned on a crutch, with a hint of majesty in his old voice. He stroked his beard and frowned. "The origin of this red light is unknown. If you go rashly, you may encounter danger!"
"Are you just waiting here for a while?!" Wang Liehuo obviously disagreed with Elder Chen's point of view. His dark face was full of impatientness, "We should take the initiative, rather than sit here and wait for death!"
The two of them had their own opinions and no one was willing to give in. The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Some people agree with Wang Liehun's view and believe that they should take the initiative to find out the situation; while others support Elder Chen's statement, thinking that they should act cautiously to avoid falling into the trap.
The scene was once chaotic, and everyone argued endlessly, and no one was willing to give in.
At this moment, Xiaohong slowly stood up, took a deep breath, and glanced at everyone with a calm gaze, "Everyone, listen to me." Her voice was not loud, but it was full of strength, and instantly suppressed the voice of argument.
Her bright eyes were filled with a brilliance of reason at this moment, "We should not waste our time in arguments. The most important thing now is to calm down, brainstorm, and find the best solution."
"Well..." Luo Xiaoyu looked at Xiaohong and nodded thoughtfully. She suddenly felt that the uneasiness in her heart seemed to have decreased a little. She understood that now was not the time to argue.
"Perhaps, we should..." Master Lingyin spoke slowly, with a hint of undetectable worry in his compassionate eyes.
The feeling of fatigue came like a tide, and the fierce debate consumed a lot of people's energy.
Wang Liewo sat dejectedly on the ground, the heavy breathing sound was particularly clear in the quiet air.
He grabbed his hair irritably, annoyed his impulse.
Elder Chen also leaned on his crutch, his turbid eyes full of fatigue.
Everyone was silent, thinking of the dangers they had experienced before, and the shadow of fear once again enveloped their hearts.
That battle with monsters is still their lingering nightmare.
The smell of blood, the sense of fear, the sense of despair...
All kinds of negative emotions were intertwined, which made them breathless.
The man in white looked at Xiaohong, and the worries between her eyebrows were like a deep mark, making his heart squeezed.
He wanted to share the pressure for her, but at this moment, he was helpless and could only stand by her side silently and give her silent support.
A strong sense of guilt surged into his heart. He clenched his fists, his nails embedded in his palms deeply, but he could not feel any pain.
Zhao Blacksmith, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke, and his low voice seemed particularly abrupt in the silence, "I... I have an idea." Everyone looked at him in surprise. This man who was not good at speaking on his usual face was now a little decisive.
"What's your thought?" Wang Liehuang asked anxiously, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.
Zhao Blacksmith took a deep breath, "I heard my grandfather talk about an ancient formation that can detect the source of strange things..." He paused, with a hint of hesitation in his tone, "But... this formation has been lost for many years, and I only know a little bit..."
Everyone looked at each other. Although this method sounded incredible, at this moment, they had no choice.
"Try it," Xiaohong said firmly, "It's better than sitting there and waiting for death."
"Okay!" Wang Hunter was the first to agree.
"I agree too." Elder Chen nodded, and a glimmer of hope flashed across his old face.
So everyone decided to try this method.
Blacksmith Zhao tried hard to recall the formation that his grandfather once told, and drew complex patterns on the ground...
"Wait," he suddenly stopped, frowned, "Is there still missing something..."
Everyone divided the work and arranged the formation.
According to the patterns in memory, Zhao blacksmith carved complex patterns on the ground. His rough fingers were extremely agile, as if he was performing a sacred ceremony.
Wang Liehu and Liehu were responsible for carrying the stones and placing them in specific positions. The two cooperated tacitly and soaked their clothes with sweat, but they didn't bother to wipe them.
Luo Xiaoyu and Grandma Lin were responsible for collecting herbs. They carefully selected the types they needed, for fear of getting a little mistake.
Doctor Zhang was guiding him, and his calm voice was like a magic needle for stabilizing the sea, which made everyone feel much more at ease.
Elder Chen and Master Lingyin chanted mantras aside, and the low voice echoed in the air, as if communicating with the heaven and earth.
Xiaohong and the man in white stood in the center of the formation. They held hands, and the man in white gently stroked the back of Xiaohong's hands, giving her silent support.
As the last stone fell, Zhao Blacksmith took a deep breath and threw the talisman in his hand into the air.
The talisman burned in the air, turned into a golden light, and merged into the formation.
The formation suddenly lit up, emitting dazzling light, and a beam of light soared into the sky, shooting straight towards the direction where the blood-red light appeared.
"Success!" Luo Xiaoyu jumped up excitedly. She hugged Grandma Lin, and her eyes were filled with tears.
"That's great!" Wang Liehuo also waved his fists excitedly, and he felt that he was full of strength.
Everyone cheered and felt that they were one step closer to the truth, and the hope in their hearts was rekindled.
However, this excitement did not last long.
The strangeness detected by the formation seemed to be hidden in a huge force.
This force is like a sleeping giant beast, exuding a heart-wrenching pressure.
Everyone felt a suffocation, as if they were strangled by an invisible big hand.
The shadow of fear once again enveloped their hearts, and they realized that what they were about to face might be unprecedented challenges.
"This...what is this..." Zhao Blacksmith's voice trembled. He had never felt such a powerful force, which was beyond his cognition.
The man in white held Xiaohong's hand tightly, and he felt that Xiaohong's hand was cold
"What should we do..." Xiaohong's voice trembled, and for the first time she felt so helpless.
A strong wind whistled past, blowing away the dust on the ground and the hope of everyone.
They looked at the pillar of light, their hearts filled with fear and anxiety.
Elder Chen trembled his lips and murmured to himself, "Is the prophecy... true..."
Elder Chen's words were like a thunderclap, exploding in everyone's ears.
prophecy?
What prophecy?
Everyone looked at each other, fear spreading in everyone's eyes.
The powerful force, like an invisible giant beast, made them breathless.
Zhao Blacksmith held the hammer in his hand tightly, his palms were covered with sweat. He felt unprecedented fear. This power had exceeded his cognition, as if it came from the abyss of hell.
Xiaohong held the hand of the man in white tightly, her fingertips were cold, and her heart was beating violently, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.
"We must be careful." The man in white said in a deep voice, his eyes firmly, and his tone was unquestionable majesty.
He protected Xiaohong behind him and walked towards the strange place first.
Everyone followed closely, walking carefully every step, as if there was a deep abyss under their feet.
The air around became solemn, the wind whistled, and the shadows of the trees swayed, as if countless pairs of eyes were peeking at them in the dark.
Suddenly, several black shadows appeared in front of them. They were wearing black clothes and covered in their faces, appearing silently in front of everyone like ghosts.
The leader was tall, with a pair of cold eyes and a hideous smile on the corner of his mouth.
It's the black evil!
"It's really a place to search for something without any effort!" Heisha smiled sinisterly, his voice was like a poisonous snake spitting a letter, which was creepy.
"I can consider giving you a happy gift!"
"Don't think about it!" The man in white shouted sternly, and he pushed Xiaohong behind him, stood up, and blocked everyone.
He knew that a fierce battle was inevitable.
The two sides fought together in an instant, with swords and swords, and shouts of killing shocking the sky.
Heisha and his men have great martial arts skills, and their moves are fatal.
Everyone resisted hard, but gradually fell into a disadvantage.
Heishe's eyes were flashing with a greedy light. He stared at Xiaohong tightly, as if a hungry wolf was staring at the prey.
"Ah!" A scream cut through the night sky...
The screams came from Li Hunter.
Heisha hit his chest with a palm, and Liehuo flew out like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood.
"Brother Li!" Luo Xiaoyu exclaimed, trying to rush over, but was pulled tightly by Grandma Lin.
"Don't go, it's too dangerous!" Grandma Lin's voice trembled.
Liehun's injury made everyone's morale even worse.
The attack of Heisha became more and more fierce, and the move was fatal. Everyone was exhausted and had a lot of money on their bodies.
While dodging the attack, Doctor Zhang also had to take care of the injured Lieun Lie, which seemed overwhelmed.
Elder Chen and Blacksmith Zhao barely resisted the enemy's attack, but their physical strength was almost overdrawn.
Master Lingyin recited Buddhist scriptures and tried to use Buddhism to suppress the black evil, but it seemed that the effect was very little.
Xiaohong hid behind the man in white, looking at her injured companion, feeling very sad.
Hope seems to be getting less and less.
Are they really going to die here?
At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out.
It's Luo Xiaoyu!
She is usually timid and weak, but now she looks like an angry little lion. She waved the dagger in her hand and rushed towards Heisha's subordinates. Her movements were sharp and her moves were cruel, and she didn't look like a weak woman at all.
The enemies were obviously shocked by Luo Xiaoyu's sudden outbreak and were at a loss for a moment.
Luo Xiaoyu's dagger slashed through the throat of a man in black, and blood gushed out.
The man in black screamed and fell to the ground.
Luo Xiaoyu's actions were like a bolt of lightning, cutting through the darkness and igniting everyone's hope.
They cheered up again,
"Kill!" Zhao Blacksmith roared, waved his hammer and rushed towards the enemy.
Elder Chen followed closely behind, dancing with the whisk in his hand, like a spirit snake, wrapping around the neck of a man in black.
A flash of light flashed in the white-clothed man's eyes and he whispered: "It's now!"
The man in white was as shaped as lightning, as fast as a ghost. The cold light of the long sword in his hand suddenly appeared, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, approaching Heisha's subordinates.
Screams came one after another, and the men in black fell to the ground one after another, and the blood stained the ground red.
They either covered their broken arms or held their pierced chests, moaning in pain, and how could they have the arrogant arrogance just now?
The man in white used a set of sword techniques, flowing in the clouds and water, with a fierce murderous aura, and each sword accurately stabbed the enemy's vital points.
Seeing this, everyone's morale was greatly boosted, and a flame of hope ignited in their hearts.
"Kill!" Zhao Blacksmith roared angrily, waving a huge hammer, like the god of war coming to the world. Every time he swung, he had a thunderous momentum, smashing the bones and tendons of the man in black.
Elder Chen was not willing to be outdone. The whisk in his hand was not airtight, like countless poisonous snakes, wrapping around the hands and feet of the men in black, making them unable to move.
Luo Xiaoyu was possessed by the god of killing. The dagger was flashing coldly, and every time she waved it, she would take away a life. She was no longer the weak and timid girl, but a female warrior born for revenge.
Seeing that Heisha was suffering heavy casualties, he did not expect that this group of seemingly weak humans would burst out with such powerful combat power.
Chapter completed!