As they delved deeper into the palace, they found it permeated with a mysterious and ancient aura. Suddenly, a surge of radiant fluctuations surrounded them, revealing riddles inscribed in arcane symbols. Mo Wenjie moved forward to examine them closely, using his profound knowledge of cultivation to begin deciphering their meanings.
However, at that moment, the ground trembled and many puppet guards surged out. The group immediately formed a defensive formation. Huang Ling'er used her spirit fire technique to distract some of the puppets, while Jiang Yurou attacked with ice spikes. Mo Wenjie focused on deciphering the runes, and as he continuously infused his spiritual energy, the runes gradually brightened.
"Almost there!" Mo Wenjie shouted. Just as the puppets were about to break through the defense, Mo Wenjie successfully solved the riddle and a portal appeared in front of him.
Mo Wenjie gripped Huang Ling'er's hand tightly, and together with Jiang Yurou, Xiao Yawen, and others, he charged towards the portal shimmering with mysterious light at lightning speed. Just as the puppets were about to close in on them in a critical moment, they successfully rushed into the portal.
The scene before their eyes abruptly changed, and the group found themselves in a strange space. It was filled with the rich scent of herbs and plants, with all sorts of rare medicinal herbs growing on the ground in diverse shapes and vibrant colors, as if they were the finest masterpieces of nature. Not far away, on the branches, hung clusters of crystal-clear waterlike fruits, emitting an intoxicatingly powerful spiritual energy.
However, despite the beautiful surroundings, Mo Wenjie and the others dare not take anything for granted. They knew that dangers might lurk beneath the seemingly peaceful appearance.
So, Mo Wenjie and Huang Ling'er, along with the others, all heightened their vigilance, their eyes scanning sharply around them, missing no sign of suspicious movement. They were fully focused on preparing for the upcoming unknown challenges.
Suddenly, a soft rustling sound came from the grass. Mo Wenjie's eyes narrowed, and he secretly condensed his spiritual energy. A tiny white rabbit hopped out, and everyone let out a sigh of relief. But then they noticed a huge vine trailing behind the rabbit, coiling towards them like a giant python.
Jiang Yurou was the first to act, launching several ice spikes towards the vine. However, the vine split and dodged the attack in an instant, speeding up its approach. Huang Ling'er formed hand seals, calling forth a large amount of spirit fire to encase the vine, trapping it from advancing. But then, the trees around them began to slowly move as well, their trunks opening wide to spit slimy goo.
Mo Wenjie leaped into the air, drawing several spirit symbols in the space. The symbols transformed into beams of golden light, piercing into the trunks of the trees. The trees trembled as if they had suffered a severe wound. At that moment, countless sharp spiky objects burst out from the ground. Xiao Yawen swung his sword in his hand and severed the approaching spikes.
Mo Wenjie realized that they should not linger in that place any longer. Glancing around, he saw a faint spiritual energy fluctuation on a cliff wall, presumably the location of the exit. He led the group while they were defending against various attacks, rushing towards the cliff wall.
Mo Wenjie realized that this place was not suitable to stay for long. Glancing around, he noticed a faint spiritual energy fluctuation on a cliff wall, which he believed to be the exit. With the group still resisting the continuous attacks from surrounding monsters, he slowly moved towards the direction of the cliff wall.
Guided by Mo Wenjie, the group was making their way forward with great difficulty. Their bodies were covered in wounds, their garments drenched in blood, but determination shone in their eyes. Mo Wenjie held his longsword and slayed approaching monsters one by one, clearing a path for the rest of the group.
Finally, they reached the cliff wall. Mo Wenjie carefully observed the spiritual energy fluctuations on the wall, searching for the location of the exit. Suddenly, he noticed a vulnerable spot. With a strong swing of his longsword, a blade of qi shot towards the cliff wall, creating a crack in it.
Seeing hope, the others rushed towards the crack. Mo Wenjie stood in front of the crack, guarding the safety of the group. As they one by one passed through the crack, he felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart.
After the last person passed through the crack, Mo Wenjie also turned and walked into the crack. He looked back at the monsters behind him, making a silent vow in his heart to become stronger to protect both himself and those around him.
After passing through the crack, Mo Wenjie found himself in a valley enveloped in mist and clouds. The valley was filled with ethereal mist, and there was an faint sound of celestial music in the air. Puzzled, he saw a magnificent pavilion ahead. As they approached, they noticed that the pavilion was inscribed with ancient cultivation formulas. Mo Wenjie tried to touch them, and the formulas automatically merged into his body, greatly enhancing his cultivation.
However, happiness often comes with danger. The sky suddenly darkened as a massive demonic bird swooped down. Its wings flapping caused a fierce wind to howl. Mo Wenjie bellowed, unleashing a burst of spiritual energy throughout his body. He and the others stood together to face the demonic bird. Huang Ling'er threw her spirit flame ring, encircling the bird's claws; Jiang Yurou condensed ice shields to block the bird's charge; Xiao Yawen snuck up from behind to launch surprise attacks.
Mo Wenjie took advantage of the opportunity and unleashed his most powerful sword technique, a brilliant sword beam directly targeting the demonic bird's vital spot. The demonic bird let out a mournful cry before collapsing and dissolving into nothingness. After this encounter, the group gained much treasure.
Mo Wenjie stood quietly, his gaze slowly sweeping over each of his companions beside him. The familiar and resolute faces made his resolve grow even stronger in his heart.
He knew that the path ahead was filled with endless unknowns and challenges, but this did not shake his determination to forge ahead. Because he believed that as long as they stood united, supported one another, they would certainly overcome all difficulties and dangers, and explore the mysterious places hidden in the corners of the world.
On these unknown grounds, there may be countless precious treasures waiting for them to unearth; perhaps there still exist superhuman powers that, once obtained, could transform them completely. However, Mo Wenjie knew clearly that gaining power was not easy and would necessarily come with heavy difficulties and tests. Nevertheless, he had no intention of backing down, resolutely leading his companions on this adventure filled with danger and miracles.
Mo Wenjie harbored a grand aspiration—that one day, when his wings were full and mature, even the mightiest foes of the world would be no match for him. With his knowledge and insights, he would stand up to safeguard this land, ensuring its tranquility and harmony. For this purpose, even if the path ahead was thick with thorns and riddled with turbulence, he would never give up!
After a brief rest, the group continued their exploration. Not far ahead, they encountered a wide river stretching across their path. The river shone with a mysterious blue luster, exuding a hint of coldness. Mo Wenjie picked up a stone and threw it into the river, where it was instantly frozen into an ice block and sank to the bottom.
As the group was at a loss, some lotus-shaped platforms suddenly appeared on the river surface, slowly moving towards the opposite bank. Mo Wenjie decided to take a risk and stepped onto one of the platforms first. The others followed suit. As they reached the middle of the river, a group of fish-shaped demons suddenly emerged from the water, breathing ice cones out of their mouths. The group rushed to defend themselves. Mo Wenjie quickly formed hand seals, creating a layer of spiritual energy shield around them. Huang Ling'er's flames grew more intense, melting some of the ice cones.
After much effort, they reached the other bank. In front of them was a cave entrance. The opening was aglow with an odd light, seemingly beckoning them inside.
Mo Wenjie took a deep breath and led the way into the cave. The walls inside were adorned with ancient battle scenes, as if telling a long-forgotten history. As they watched, the ground beneath them suddenly caved in, dropping them into an even deeper cave. Fortunately, the bottom of the cave was covered with soft dry grass, and none of them were injured.
Mo Wenjie stood up, gripping his fist, ready to face the upcoming unknown challenges.
Mo Wenjie took a deep breath, his eyes resolute as he stared ahead. He knew that the challenges ahead were full of uncertainty, but he was fully prepared. His fist clenched tighter, as if infusing him with more strength.
Suddenly, a fierce gale howled past, making his clothes flap noisily. Mo Wenjie's eyes became even sharper, sensing a powerful pressure bearing down upon him. He knew this was the beginning of the challenge.
Without hesitation, Mo Wenjie stepped forward to meet the unknown challenge. In his heart, there was not the slightest trace of retreat or fear. Instead, there was a firm belief and courage. He believed that he could overcome any difficulty and welcome the arrival of victory.
As soon as Mo Wenjie took his first step, countless green eyes glowed brightly in the darkness around him, resembling ghostly flames. A pack of demonic beasts that resembled wolves roared and lunged at them. Mo Wenjie swiftly dodged the direct attack, unsheathing his sword with a chilling glint. As he slashed at one of the demons, Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yurou, and Xiao Yawen also acted quickly, using their respective skills.
However, the number of demons was great and growing. Mo Wenjie's brow furrowed as he suddenly remembered an array he had learned in the pavilion earlier. He loudly commanded the group to change their positions, forming a simple containment array with the four of them. As spiritual energy was infused into the array, it activated, trapping most of the demons.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, they quickly ran deeper into the cave. As they ran, in front of them appeared a stone door. Mo Wenjie tried to push the door, but it didn't budge. At that moment, he noticed several recessed slots on the door, their shapes matching the shape of their respective treasures.
Just then, the group carefully took out their treasures they had kept for years and gently inserted them into the mysterious recesses. As each treasure was precisely placed, a deep and heavy rumble resounded, as if a colossal beast sleeping for thousands of years was awakening. Following that, the massive stone door began to slowly open up, inching towards the sides.
As the stone door fully opened, a dazzling and blinding golden light burst out from within, illuminating the entire cave. The group couldn't help but squint and shield their eyes from the intense light, only daring to open their eyes after they had adjusted. Upon looking in, everyone involuntarily drew a sharp breath—they saw that within the stone door was an immense pile of all sorts of rare treasures and artifacts, dazzlingly beautiful and almost too numerous to take in at a glance!
These treasures emanated an enchanting glow and a powerful aura, clearly rare heavenly treasures and earthly treasures. There were translucent, radiating seven-colored gemstones; green herbs imbued with abundant spiritual energy; and odd-looking artifacts emanating ancient vibes... Each item was priceless, tempting the heartstrings.
Mo Wenjie and his companions exchanged a glance with each other, their eyes filled with uncontrollable excitement and joy. They had faced countless hardships and obstacles on their journey, only to finally reap such a bountiful reward. How could one not feel overwhelmingly excited?
