As everyone was immersed in the joy of victory, the sky suddenly split open into a huge crack, from which a powerful and evil aura surged out. The smiles on everyone's faces froze instantly, and they became vigilant. Mo Wenjie stood in the forefront, solemnly said, "It seems that there is a bigger conspiracy behind this demon."
At this time, a black-clad figure slowly emerged from the crack, his voice low and hoarse: "Do you really think that defeating my little avatar is enough to achieve victory? You fools." Mo Wenjie and the others clenched their fists, ready to fight again. The golden silkworm fairy secretly flew to Mo Wenjie's ear and said, "This person's spiritual power is profound and difficult to measure. We must be careful in dealing with him."
Mo Wenjie took a deep breath, gathering the power of everyone into his palm, forming a giant spirit balloon. He roared and rushed towards the black-robed man, and others also followed by using their ultimate skills. The black-robed man sneered coldly, waved his hand to dissipate Mo Wenjie's attack, and pushed everyone back several steps. But the crowd was not discouraged. They looked at each other for a moment and then gathered their courage again to rush forward. The beginning of a more difficult battle was thus drawn.
Mo Wenjie pressed his hands into seals and muttered words of power, with golden light emanating from his body and enveloping the black-robed man. The rest of the crowd also resorted to various methods, and for a moment, the brilliance of treasures flashed and magic interweaved. The black-robed man waved his long sleeves, and all the attacks vanished like a mud cow into the sea. Suddenly, he pointed with his withered fingers towards Mo Wenjie, and a beam of black light shot straight at him.
At the critical moment, the golden silkworm fairy stood in front of Mo Wenjie and spat out golden silk to defend, but was sent flying away. Seeing his comrade injured, Mo Wenjie roared loudly, his eyes turned red, and his spiritual power surged. He forcefully broke through his own limits, and the surrounding air flowed. All he could see was Mo Wenjie's figure flashing as he appeared behind the black-robed man in a blink of an eye, striking with both hands.
The black-robed man did not expect Mo Wenjie's speed to be so fast, and he couldn't avoid being hit on the back. He took a few steps back. Seizing this opportunity, the crowd rushed forward in a group, and various attacks rained down on the black-robed man like bullets. The black-robed man finally showed signs of panic. He waved his hands, and a layer of black shield appeared around him. However, with the joint efforts of the crowd, constantly attacking, cracks gradually appeared in the shield.
Finally, after Mo Wenjie exerted all his strength to unleash that stunning blow, there was a crisp crack! The impenetrable shield surrounding the black-robed man shattered instantly. Countless beams of light shot out from the cracks in the shield, illuminating the entire dark sky.
Without the protection of the shield, the black-robed man could not withstand the terrifying impact of this force. In an instant, his body was scattered and dispersed in the air as if blown by a fierce wind. Following a hideous wail, the black-robed man's body suddenly turned into a pile of powder and vanished completely from this realm.
At the same time, the huge crack that was hanging in the sky, resembling the mouth of a ferocious beast, began to close up at a visible speed. The dark and deep cracks gradually shrank until they completely vanished, as if they had never existed at all.
The crowd breathed a sigh of relief and the cheers echoed in the air. Mo Wenjie walked towards the injured golden silkworm fairy, concerned about her injury. At this moment, people from the surrounding area rushed to the streets, looking at these celestial beings with gratitude.
Just as everyone thought everything had died down, Mo Wenjie suddenly felt an unusual ripple. He looked up at a distance, with a serious expression on his face.
"What's wrong?" someone asked.
"I always feel that things aren't this simple," Mo Wenjie said with a furrowed brow.
Suddenly, the ground trembled slightly, and an ancient bell tower in the distance shone with an unusual light. The crowd quickly rushed over, finding that a mysterious rune formation was slowly activating at the foot of the bell tower.
"Could this be where the real conspiracy lies?" the golden silkworm fairy weakly said.
Mo Wenjie squatted down to study the runes. As soon as he touched them, a stream of memories flowed into his mind. It was a seal, sealing an ancient evil being. The appearance of the black-robed man was only the prelude to breaking the seal.
The crowd realized that the crisis had not been averted, their eyes became resolute again, and they decided to fight together to protect this valley once more.
Mo Wenjie stood up and addressed the crowd, "This rune formation is extremely complex, and to break it, we must find the focal point." The crowd scattered to search for the focal point. Suddenly, the ground shook violently, and a giant stone hand burst from the earth, heading towards the crowd. The people hurriedly dodged, and Mo Wenjie leaped into the air, swinging his spirit sword at the stone hand, leaving only a shallow mark on it.
"This stone hand is incredibly hard, and ordinary attacks are useless," Mo Wenjie called out. At this time, the golden silkworm fairy was enduring the pain, spitting out silk to bind the stone hand. Mo Wenjie took the opportunity to perform a spell, causing a beam of fire to spread along the silk, causing the stone hand to crack. With a loud noise, the stone hand exploded into smaller stone fragments scattered everywhere.
The crowd continued to search for the focal point, and Mo Wenjie discovered that the clock tower's pointer had a special energy ripple. He concluded that the pointer was the focal point, so everyone worked together to channel spiritual power into it. With the injection of spiritual power, the rune formation's light shone brilliantly before gradually dimming, and the ancient evil's seal was resealed firmly. The anomalies around them also ceased, and the danger was temporarily alleviated. The group smiled at each other as they felt tired but full of accomplishment from successfully defending the valley.
Just as the crowd believed that the dust had settled, a jade amulet in Mo Wenjie's arms suddenly grew warm. This jade amulet was a heritage of his family and had always been without any abnormality. Mo Wenjie took out the jade amulet and found some strange symbols appearing on it.
The golden silkworm fairy came close to take a look and exclaimed, "These symbols seem to be related to another evil force." As everyone gathered around, Mo Wenjie translated the symbols, and his face grew more and more severe. It turned out that everything they had just experienced was just a trap set by this evil force to test their strength. Now, the real threat was about to arrive.
The sky in the distance slowly darkened, with black clouds as if stained by ink. A chilling wind blew, carrying a putrid smell that made people feel sick. A giant figure appeared dimly in the darkness, and each step it took caused the earth to tremble.
"This time, we must give it our all," Mo Wenjie said, gripping his spirit sword tightly. The crowd readied themselves, knowing that the final battle was about to begin. Despite being physically and mentally exhausted, their eyes were filled with determination. Mo Wenjie charged towards the giant figure first, followed closely by the others, and the valley was once again filled with the tense atmosphere of battle.
Mo Wenjie rushed to the giant figure, thrusting his spirit sword forward only to be repelled. The giant figure reached out tentacle-like arms and rolled towards Mo Wenjie, who agilely sidestepped. The crowd launched attacks one after another, various spells striking the giant figure and merely raising a puff of black smoke.
The golden silkworm fairy's eyes lit up, shouting, "Attack its head, it seems weaker there!" Mo Wenjie heard this and, using his toes to gain momentum, leaped into the air and struck the monster's head forcefully. This time, the spirit sword made a slight penetration, causing the monster to roar in pain, the sound of its roar was so loud that it made everyone's ears ache.
At this moment, Mo Wenjie noticed a suspicious spot on the monster that glowed faintly. He made up his mind instantly and called out to the crowd to focus their strength on him. He surged forward with the spiritual power of everyone, breaking through any obstacles in his way. The monster seemed to sense the danger and frantically swung its limbs in an attempt to stop him, but Mo Wenjie successfully struck that spot.
In that moment, the peaceful scene was suddenly shattered! As if by magic, the monstrous creature let out a myriad of dazzling and eye-catching lights, which scattered in all directions like lightning. Suddenly, with a deafening explosion - "boom" - the entire space seemed to shake.
The dense smoke rose up into the sky, quickly spreading out and obscuring everyone's vision. Their hearts were hanging in their throats, anxiously waiting for the outcome after the smoke cleared. It took quite a while for the smoke to gradually dissipate, and the sight before them made everyone breathe a sigh of relief: The monster that had once struck terror was now in pieces, blown apart into dust and bones, no longer capable of posing any threat.
Mo Wenjie, who had been keeping his nerves taut, finally exhaled a long breath of the pent-up tension. He wiped the sweat beads from his brow with exhaustion, his face showing a relieved yet slightly weary smile. The companions who fought alongside him also smiled at each other, their eyes filled with joy of surviving the ordeal and a sense of trust and gratitude towards each other.
Later, Mo Wenjie led the others with firm and determined steps towards their return journey. As they gradually approached the town, they could see crowds of happy people lining both sides of the road. These kind and simple people held flowers and flags, shouting slogans welcoming heroes back, and showed respect on their faces from the bottom of their hearts.
Mo Wenjie and the others were greeted with such a warm welcome, a wave of warmth surged through their hearts. They waved and smiled at the crowd, and thunderous applause and cheers rang out wherever they went. In this moment, honor belonged to these brave warriors, and their heroic deeds would undoubtedly be celebrated for centuries to come in this town.
While everyone was immersed in the glory, Mo Wenjie suddenly felt a cold sensation shoot from the soles of his feet up to his heart. He subconsciously scanned the surroundings, noticing that among the crowd, there were eyes flashing with a sinister red glow. Mo Wenjie whispered to his companions, "Something is wrong. Be careful." Before he could finish speaking, those seemingly friendly townsfolk suddenly launched an assault. It turned out that although the core of that malevolent force had been extinguished, its residual consciousness had controlled some of the villagers.
While fighting back, Mo Wenjie and the others tried to avoid harming the innocent. The golden silkworm fairy released a soft spiritual power to protect several children. Mo Wenjie quickly formed hand seals and chanted incantations, as a purifying light spread from his body. The villagers under control gradually had the red glow in their eyes fade upon contact with this light.
But the evil consciousness was not willing to give up. It gathered its remaining strength and transformed into a humanoid figure charging at Mo Wenjie. Mo Wenjie calmly responded, drawing upon all his spiritual power and channeling it into his spirit sword. The sword light shone brightly, and he swung the sword at the humanoid figure. With a scream of agony, the evil consciousness finally dissipated into thin air.
The town regained its peace, and Mo Wenjie and the others truly became revered guardians. Their names were etched forever in the history of the town's monument.
