They proceeded along the path, following the directions indicated by the old man, arriving at a deep mountain forest. The dense fog within the forest exuded a sinister aura. Mo Wenjie grew alert, activating his spiritual power to shield the women behind him. Suddenly, a chilling laughter rang out, followed by the appearance of a group of demons, each displaying ferocious expressions.
Mo Wenjie surged forward first, his spiritual sword flashing with a cold glimmer, engaging the demons in combat. The women were not to be outdone either, as they each cast their magical spells to support the fight. One woman named Su Yao formed hand seals and recited incantations, instantly igniting fierce flames around her, which drove away many of the demons.
However, the number of demons was numerous, and a new wave kept coming. Mo Wenjie's brow furrowed as he mentally reflected that the path to acquire such a powerful artifact was indeed not an easy one.
Just as the group struggled to fend off an endless stream of demons, their strength and spiritual power began to wane. Each swing of the sword and casting of a spell became increasingly taxing. However, at this critical moment, with his eyes keen, Mo Wenjie suddenly detected a figure among the dense throng of demons emitting an exceptionally powerful demonic aura. The presence was as striking as a bright moon amidst the darkness.
Mo Wenjie acted decisively, adjusting his strategy in an instant. He bellowed, "Hold on everyone! I'll take care of that boss!" His words had not even finished when he appeared to flash across the battlefield like a bolt of lightning, heading straight for the demon at the front. Meanwhile, he focused all of his spiritual power into his palm, causing a brilliant light to suddenly burst forth.
The demon head also sensed Mo Wenjie's intentions. It opened its blood-stained jaws, spewing a plume of black smoke in an attempt to block Mo Wenjie's attack. However, undeterred by the threat, Mo Wenjie drove forward with his light turning into a sharp sword that pierced through the smog. The sound of metal clashing and sparks flying filled the air as they fought.
Both sides engaged in a thrilling battle that was evenly matched for a time. Mo Wenjie displayed all his skills, his swordplay fierce and intense, sometimes attacking with the speed of a sudden storm, and at other times evading with the grace of flowing clouds. The demon head's strength was formidable as well, relying on its muscular body and eerie magic to repeatedly
After dozens of rounds of life-and-death struggle, Mo Wenjie gradually took the upper hand. Seizing an opportunity, he lunged forward with a fierce slash that struck at the demon head's vulnerable spot. With a piercing shriek, the colossal form of the demon collapsed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The remaining lesser demons, seeing their leader defeated, panicked and scattered in all directions. Mo Wenjie heaved a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and turned back to join the group. At this moment, the women looked at him with admiration in their eyes, filled with joy and respect.
After a brief rest, Mo Wenjie waved his hand and said, "We continue on! I can feel the presence of the divine artifact getting closer." Thus, the group picked up their spirits and walked resolutely deeper into the forest. The further they went, the stronger the faint, mysterious aura became, as if summoning them...
The group adjusted their gear and continued along the winding path. The walls on either side of the passage glowed with an eerie light, as if countless eyes were peering at them from the darkness. The cobblestone path beneath their feet was etched with the marks of time, each step producing a dull sound that echoed in the silent space.
Suddenly, a stone door emitting strange light appeared ahead. Mo Wenjie furrowed his brow, observing the patterns on the door carefully. He noticed that these patterns seemed to conceal some sort of code. A scholar from the group immediately stepped forward to study them alongside Mo Wenjie. After much thought and calculation, they found the method to open the stone door.
With a deep rumble, the stone door slowly opened. A powerful energy wave surged towards them, causing the group to retreat a few steps. As the wave subsided, they entered the space beyond the door with excitement and tension in their hearts. In the center of the space, a divine artifact shone brilliantly, suspended quietly and exuding an aura that commanded respect.
At this moment, Mo Wenjie, Ding Qingyao, Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yurou, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuobayingying, Qin Xiaodie, Cao Chunling, the Golden Silkworm Fairy, Ling Xue, Liu Chuandong and others all focused their eyes simultaneously on the mysterious artifact. The artifact emitted a strange and irresistible glow as if it held endless mysteries waiting to be explored.
Deep curiosity and anticipation shone in everyone's eyes, the longing for unknown power like a raging fire. Mo Wenjie's eyes widened, fixated on the artifact, trying to glimpse a hint from its appearance; Ding Qingyao furrowed her brow slightly, seemingly pondering about any earth-shaking secrets that this artifact might conceal; Huang Ling'er's hands clenched tightly in front of her chest, an aura of reverence exuding from her face; Jiang Yurou bit her lip lightly and her eyes sparkled with excitement.
Xiao Yawen took a small step forward, wanting to observe the artifact more closely, but hesitated, fearing that her action might anger the powerful force within it; Ding Yan stood far away, drawn by the artifact though she was, but deep down, she felt more fear of the unknown; Tuobayingying's lively big eyes blinked rapidly, filled with a childlike innocence and love for new things.
Qin Xiaodie quietly gazed at the artifact, a faint smile on her lips, leaving people to guess what she was thinking at that moment; Cao Chunling kept fidgeting with her hands, looking tense and anxious; the Golden Silkworm Fairy whispered softly, "Such a wonderful object must have an extraordinary origin!" Ling Xue furrowed her eyebrows, deep in thought; Li Chuan Dong stood with his hands behind his back, looking serious, as if a mountain.
As the group was absorbed in their awe of the artifact, it suddenly blazed with an intense light. In reflex, they lifted their hands to shield themselves. Within the light, a vague ancient figure began to emerge. The figure spoke, "You have come through great hardships to reach this point, destined to meet this artifact. However, obtaining such a divine artifact is not an easy task." Mo Wenjie stepped forward respectfully and asked, "Please enlighten us." The ancient figure replied, "One must sacrifice their own spiritual root in order to claim and control this artifact." The group exchanged glances in silence.
Mo Wenjie said without hesitation, "Let it be me." The women were shocked and tried to dissuade him. Mo Wenjie laughed, "I came seeking the divine artifact; how can I back down now?" He walked resolutely towards the artifact. Just as he was about to touch it, the Golden Silkworm Fairy, who had been silent for a while, suddenly stepped in, pushing Mo Wenjie back with a burst of spiritual energy. She said calmly, "My spiritual root has been damaged, and my life is not long. Let me do this." Without waiting for anyone's reaction, the Golden Silkworm Fairy rushed towards the artifact and was instantly engulfed by the light. After a moment, the light dissipated and the artifact slowly descended. The Golden Silkworm Fairy disappeared without a trace.
Mo Wenjie's eyes were reddened, his expression was a mix of grief and reverence. His teeth clenched tightly, and his fingers turned white as he tightly grasped his fist. He slowly reached out and picked up the artifact, which was emitting a mysterious glow. As soon as he touched it, a warm force spread through his arm, as if it was still carrying the remnant breath of the Golden Silkworm Fairy.
The group gathered around, their gazes fixing on the artifact, their eyes brimming with a complex mix of emotions. The sudden departure of the Golden Silkworm Fairy was too abrupt for them to fully digest. However, as they looked upon the artifact imbued with her countless efforts and heartblood, an inner strength silently surged in each of them.
The gentle breeze swept by, rustling their garments. No one spoke, but deep in their hearts, they all silently made a decision: to carry on with the Golden Silkworm Fairy's will with unwavering determination. They knew well that the ideals for which the Golden Silkworm Fairy had fought were yet to be realized, and there were unfinished endeavors waiting for them to accomplish.
From this moment on, the artifact was no longer just a cold object. It carried the belief and expectations of the Golden Silkworm Fairy. Mo Wenjie held the artifact aloft, shouting, "Golden Silkworm Fairy, we will not disappoint you!" The crowd answered in unison, their voices echoing across the sky with resolute determination. They stepped forward bravely towards the unknown challenges of the future, to continue their shared legend with the Golden Silkworm Fairy.
They continued their journey, encountering various dangerous array traps. Mo Wenjie, relying on the faint sense emitted by the artifact, led the group to avoid them. One day, the group entered a desert. It was scorching hot, with sandstorms whirling around endlessly as if to devour people. Suddenly, giant sandworms descended from the sky, spewing venom.
Mo Wenjie held the artifact, and its light shone brightly, forming a protective shield against the venom. The women unleashed their magic to fight against the sandworms. In the midst of the battle, the sandworms merged into a giant sand beast. Mo Wenjie felt a surge of power from the artifact, knowing that the Golden Silkworm Fairy was aiding him from beyond.
Mo Wenjie leaped high with the power, driving the artifact into the sand beast's head. The sand beast struggled a few times before collapsing to the ground. Exhausted as they were, their resolve grew even stronger. As they continued on their journey, they saw the phantom of the Golden Silkworm Fairy guiding them, leading them to a mysterious palace. The palace gates opened slowly, revealing an atmosphere rich with spiritual energy. Entering the palace, they found many secrets for saving all of humanity stored there. They knew this was an opportunity bought with the Golden Silkworm Fairy's sacrifice and vowed to fulfill her expectations, using these secrets to change the fate of the world and continue her uncompleted grand legend.
As the group began to study the secrets stored in the palace, Mo Wenjie found that they were difficult to understand, like ancient runic combinations. Just as everyone was at a loss, Ding Qingyao proposed that they each inject their spiritual energy into the secret scrolls. The group followed her suggestion, and in an instant, the runes on the scrolls sparked and transformed into shadows that projected specific cultivation methods and saving-world strategies in mid-air.
However, as the secrets were deciphered, the palace began to shake. It turned out to be a test: if they couldn't withstand the palace's vibrations, they wouldn't obtain all the secrets and would be trapped here. Mo Wenjie shouted, "Everyone, steady your minds and run spiritual energy as shown in the secrets!" The group united, forming a spiritual energy protection circle. The shaking grew stronger; some had blood trickling from their corners of their mouths, but their eyes remained firm. Finally, the shaking ceased, and all remaining secrets were fully revealed.
Mo Wenjie took a deep breath and said, "Now that we have the power to save the world, let's go. Let's start with the nearby villages that have suffered from disasters." Carrying the will of the Golden Silkworm Fairy, they left the palace and set off towards the distance, ready to embark on a journey of saving humanity and continuing the legend of the Golden Silkworm Fairy that was left unfinished.
