Mao Wenjie summoned partners to hold a meeting first. The atmosphere in the conference room was serious but lively, and everyone expressed their opinions freely. Qin Xiao Di, who was good at collecting intelligence, presented Mao Wenjie's first call for partners to hold a meeting. The atmosphere in the conference room was serious but lively, and everyone expressed their opinions freely.
A comprehensive report, which lists a series of bizarre events and the movements of individuals suspected of having special abilities in recent days in the city. "Based on my investigation, these events seem unrelated, but there is likely an evil cultivator organization behind the scenes," Qin Xiaodie said seriously.
After everyone reviewed the materials, Zhao Hu, who was physically strong but thoughtful, spoke up: "Regardless of who they are, we need to first find their lair. I suggest we split into several groups and investigate according to the clues Xiao Di has provided."
Mo Wenjie nodded in agreement, "Let's do it like that, but everyone must be careful. Since this organization dares to act so brazenly, they must have something to rely on. If you find danger, don't try to be brave, and immediately contact others."
Subsequently, the group of people split into three groups and set out. When Mo Wenjie and his team arrived at an immortal boundary, they could sense a powerful and evil aura permeating the area. Just as they were about to sneak in, a shadow darted past, accompanied by an eerie laugh reverberating in the air, as if taunting their arrival.
Mo Wenjie's gaze sharpened, and he whispered, "It seems we've been discovered. Everyone, be ready for battle." The team members around him drew their weapons and began channeling their Qi throughout their bodies. Mo Wenjie formed hand seals, and a beam of spiritual light illuminated the path ahead as he chased after the direction where the shadow had vanished.
As they entered the paradise, the surrounding area was filled with mist, making visibility extremely low. Suddenly, screams echoed from all directions as countless black little ghosts rushed towards them from all sides. The team members immediately used spells to resist, causing sparks to fly. Mo Wenjie roared loudly and waved his long sword, unleashing a sword energy that instantly killed a group of little ghosts.
However, as the number of little ghosts kept increasing, they began to struggle. At that moment, Mo Wenjie noticed a faint figure hidden among the little ghosts, controlling them. He took the opportunity to dash towards the figure as fast as lightning, and the other team members followed suit.
As Mo Wenjie cautiously inched closer to the mysterious figure, the closer he got, the clearer he could see their true face—they were a person dressed in a long black robe! The person was enveloped in the robe from head to toe, as if trying to completely isolate themselves from the outside world. What was most unsettling was the eerie mask on their face.
As Mo Wenjie approached the mysterious figure cautiously, he saw that the mask presented a dark grey tone, with intricate symbols and patterns carved onto it. It was impossible to decipher the meaning behind them. Under the mask, only eyes that emitted a faint, cold glimmer were visible, which looked like evil ghosts emerging from the depths of hell.
At this moment, the black-robed man suddenly erupted into a piercing cackle: "Hahahahaha... You guys who are out of your league, do you really think you can stop us? You are too naive! It's too late already!" Without finishing his sentence, he suddenly raised both arms and in an instant, a powerful dark force gushed out from his hands.
With the emergence of this force, countless small ghosts with fierce faces surged towards Mo Wenjie and the others like a tidal wave. They bared their teeth and claws, emitting terrifying screams from time to time, as if determined to tear their enemies apart in one fell swoop.
Faced with such a terrifying scene, Mo Wenjie couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath, but he showed no sign of retreat. He gripped his weapon tightly, his teeth clenched and grinding, silently vowing to himself: No matter what, he must break through the terrible situation in front of him! Even if it cost him dearly, he would never let the evil forces succeed.
Mo Wenjie's Qi surged wildly within him. He shouted, " everyone gather together and form a Qi shield!" The team members quickly closed ranks, and various colors of light converged to form a huge shield. The black-robed man's ghosts kept attacking the shield, emitting sharp screeching sounds. Mo Wenjie's gaze was resolute. He took out a magic-breaking talisman from his storage ring, which was an ancient treasure he had obtained by chance.
Mo Wenjie bit his tongue and spat blood on the talisman. The paper instantly ignited and shot towards the black-robed man as a golden light. The black-robed man was terrified, quickly dodging away, but most of the little ghosts behind him were eliminated by the golden light.
Seizing the opportunity, Mo Wenjie led his team forward. He swung his longsword and drove it straight at the black-robed man. The black-robed man, caught off guard, could only block with his arms. The sword tip cut through his arm, splattering black blood. The black-robed man roared in anger and began to swell and twist in shape. Suddenly, he tore open his black robe, revealing a grotesque body covered in runes. He mumbled under his breath as the space around him began to warp and deform, generating a massive suction force.
Mo Wenjie and the others stood firmly with serious expressions, fully aware of the immense pressure and danger they faced. Yet, when their eyes met, a sense of determination and resolution shone through.
As Mo Wenjie roared in anger: "Let's strike together!" The group's minds were in sync, and they simultaneously activated the techniques within their bodies. A burst of light flashed, and various true energies surged like a tidal wave, intertwining and merging into a dazzling energy stream.
The torrent of energy, with its power to annihilate the heavens and the earth, collided head-on with the powerful suction. A thunderous explosion echoed through the heavens, causing the entire space to tremble. The suction was torn apart by such a terrifying attack, shattering into countless fragments that dissipated into the air.
At the same time, the black-robed man was struck heavily and his figure trembled violently. He vomited a mouthful of blood and the black mist that had previously enveloped him thinned down, revealing his twisted and hideous face in pain.
However, the black-robed man did not stop there. After a chilling cold laugh, he endured the pain and his body began to rapidly mistify. In an instant, he turned into a rolling black cloud of smoke and sped away in the distance.
Watching the silhouette of the black-robed man disappear into the horizon, Mo Wenjie and the others finally let out a sigh of relief. They all collapsed to the ground, gasping heavily for breath. Although the intense battle was brief, it had exhausted all their strength.
Mo Wenjie wiped away the sweat on his forehead, secretly thanking himself. If it weren't for their unity and the display of their respective strengths, they might have perished here today. He turned to look at his companions, who all looked pale, but their eyes showed determination and resilience.
"Everyone alright?" Mo Wenjie asked with concern.
"No harm done, just a bit exhausted," the others replied in unison.
"That's good." Mo Wenjie nodded. "Thanks to everyone, we were able to escape this time. However, that black-robed man's strength is incredibly powerful. We must work to improve our own abilities as soon as possible, or else we may not be so lucky the next time we encounter him."
Everyone nodded in agreement. They all understood that in this world filled with danger and challenges, the only way to survive is by continuously enhancing their strength.
"All right, everyone, take a rest for now. Once we've recovered our strength, we'll continue on our way," Mo Wenjie said.
After a glance at each other, everyone nodded in understanding. Then they all began to take action. Some found a relatively flat and clean stone nearby and sat down carefully; others sat directly on the ground, legs crossed, adjusting their posture to recover their energy as quickly as possible.
At this moment, Mo Wenjie did not rush to rest like the others. He stood upright, with his gaze sharp as a hawk's, scanning every corner of the surrounding area. His fists were clenched tightly, his muscles taut, as if ready to face any potential enemy that might appear at any moment. A gentle breeze blew past, ruffling his robes slightly, but it did not disrupt his intense focus.
Mo Wenjie felt that things were not as simple as they seemed; the black-robed man's escape was too suspicious. Suddenly, his gaze sharpened, and he noticed a faint glimmer of light in the distance. Mo Wenjie walked slowly towards the light, and the other team members hurried to follow him as well.
As they got closer, they discovered an ancient stone door with intricate cultivation arrays carved on it. Just as they were pondering this, the door slowly opened, releasing a powerful and pure spiritual energy. Mo Wenjie thought that this might be an opportunity.
They entered the stone door, which led to a treasure trove filled with various treasured weapons and secret manuals. Just as they were overjoyed, the stone door slammed shut. Following that, numerous puppet guards emerged around them. It was revealed that this was a trap set by the black-robed man to lure them in.
Mo Wenjie calmed down and commanded his teammates to form a defensive circle. He carefully observed the patterns of the puppet guards' movements and discovered their weakness lay in the core crystal at their heads.
Mo Wenjie was the first to launch an attack, shattering the crystal of a puppet. The other teammates saw this and formed a defensive circle. Mo Wenjie, with lightning speed, rushed towards one of the puppet guards. His sword shone with cold light as he swung it fiercely, colliding with the crystal on the puppet's body. With a crisp crack, the crystal shattered into countless fragments that scattered everywhere. The puppet instantly lost its momentum and fell to the ground with a thud.
This strike was like igniting the fuse of battle. Upon seeing this, the morale of the rest of the team soared, and they all unleashed their ultimate techniques in a fierce attack on the puppets. In an instant, sparks flew and colors danced across the battlefield, weaving together into a dazzling yet terrifying display of skills.
However, these puppets were not to be underestimated; although their movements were somewhat rigid, they possessed immense strength and solid defenses. Each attack required the full effort of the team members to inflict significant damage. They exchanged blows without yielding, and the battle was exceptionally fierce.
In this grueling battle, the team gradually discovered the puppets' weaknesses and coordinated their attacks seamlessly. Some were tasked with distracting the puppets' attention, while others struck with lethal precision; some used spells to weaken the puppets' defenses, and others relied on close-range combat techniques to break through their barriers.
Minute by minute passed, and sweat soaked through their clothes, but their eyes remained as steadfast as ever. Finally, through their united efforts, the last puppet was knocked down and reduced to a pile of parts and ruins.
At this moment, the previously closed stone door slowly opened, and a bright ray of light shone in through the crack. Mo Wenjie took a deep breath and led his exhausted but excited teammates through the door, leaving the place filled with danger and challenges behind.
Despite their success in defeating the current enemy, Mo Wenjie was well aware that the road ahead was still long and rugged, with even more unknown challenges awaiting their confrontation and overcoming.
