However, the tranquil days did not last long. One night, a mysterious black mist suddenly rose around the Merit Stone. The black mist seemed to have life, slowly winding around the Merit Stone and trying to erode the names on it. The celestial soldiers guarding the Merit Stone were horrified and quickly issued an alarm.
Mo Wenjie heard about the incident and hurried over. His gaze was serious, and he brandished a magical artifact in his hand. As he approached the black mist, he sensed a familiar yet evil aura. It turned out to be the lingering resentment of the great demon they had defeated before, now manifesting as this. This resentment had been dormant for a long time, now aiming to undermine the morale of the celestial beings by destroying the Merit Stone.
Seeing Mo Wenjie with his determined gaze and steady steps charging into the thick black mist without any hesitation or delay, his companions also didn't shy away from the challenge. They raced to the scene as if launched from a bowstring, their minds in perfect harmony as they seamlessly supported one another.
With a unified shout, the group unleashed their most powerful spells simultaneously. Instantly, a kaleidoscope of colors intertwined, bursting forth like a splendid fireworks display, dazzling and brilliant. These radiant hues converged into an invincible force, crashing down upon the black mist with the force of a deluge.
Only to hear a resounding boom, the fierce black mist was actually driven apart by this powerful force! After the mist dispersed, the majestic and mysterious Merit Stone in the distance became visible.
Nevertheless, Mo Wenjie did not ease his vigilance. He took a deep breath and swiftly cast a hand seal, muttering incantations under his breath. As he moved, complex and mysterious runes flew from his hands, circling the Merit Stone to form an unbreakable barrier.
After doing all this, Mo Wenjie breathed out a sigh of relief, but he knew in his heart that even though they had achieved victory and enjoyed a brief period of peace, in this unknown world, countless unforeseen dangers still lurked. Therefore, at any time and place, one must not be complacent and must always remain highly alert to protect this hard-won tranquility.
He understood that even though they had achieved victory and enjoyed a brief period of peace, danger still lurked like a shadow in this unknown realm. The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, and the ruins in the moonlight appeared particularly lonely and desolate. Their comrades were either sitting or lying down, though they all felt relieved to have survived the ordeal, their eyes betrayed their alertness.
Mo Wenjie gazed into the distance, as if he could see countless unknown crises hidden in the darkness. This unfamiliar land was full of uncertainties, and the unseen enemies might be lurking in some corner, waiting for their chance to strike. The brief peace was like fragile glass, which could be shattered at any time.
However, he had no intention of backing down. He recalled the oath he made before setting off, and the expectant gazes seeking peace. He understood that the mission placed on him and his comrades was of great significance. The momentary respite was merely to gather strength for the next challenge.
So, Mo Wenjie took a deep breath, put on his helmet again, and his gaze turned firm and sharp once more. He was determined to lead everyone in protecting this hard-won tranquility and to carve out a path towards true peace in this unknown land.
Mo Wenjie led his comrades to patrol the area. They spread out from the Merit Stone, carefully examining every suspicious place. Suddenly, the ground ahead of them began to rise slightly. Mo Wenjie signaled everyone to stop. A massive black claw emerged from the earth, followed by a colossal beast emanating a putrid smell. It roared loudly, sending shockwaves that pained everyone's ears. Mo Wenjie initiated the attack first, slicing at the beast with a sword aura. The beast agilely dodged and then lunged at a comrade next to it. That comrade remained calm and raised a shield to block the attack before retaliating. Seeing this, everyone else quickly unleashed their spells to encircle and attack the beast. Despite its enormous size, the beast was astonishingly agile, leading to an impasse as both sides struggled against each other.
Mo Wenjie noticed that the beast would always shift slightly to the left when evading, and he came up with a plan. He deliberately guided the beast to move to the left. As expected, the beast fell into a trap that had been set up beforehand. Mo Wenjie and his companions exploited their advantage, combining their efforts to completely annihilate the beast. After this battle, Mo Wenjie was more aware of the numerous potential dangers, but he also realized that as long as they stood united, they could definitely protect peace.
Just as Mo Wenjie let out a sigh of relief, the sky suddenly darkened. A huge black cloud shrouded over them, with lightning flashing and thunder rumbling within. Mo Wenjie furrowed his brow, feeling that a more powerful enemy was about to appear.
Not long after, a group of mysterious figures in black robes appeared. They exuded a powerful dark aura, and the leader smirked coldly, "Do you think you can be this lucky forever?" Mo Wenjie gripped his weapon tightly and said, "Whoever wants to destroy peace has to go through us first."
The two sides clashed immediately. The mystics' magic was extremely eerie, and many comrades were injured. Mo Wenjie seized the moment and charged at the leader with a desperate attack that would end both their lives. The leader was taken aback and dealt with it hastily. Just as Mo Wenjie was about to hit him, the other mystics came to block the attack.
The comrades saw Mo Wenjie's desperate attempt and their morale was boosted. They cooperated with each other and gradually understood the mystics' routine. Mo Wenjie focused, found the weakness of the black-clad leader, and delivered a powerful blow. This blow severely injured the opponent, and the other black-clad people saw that things were not going well and ran off with their leader. Mo Wenjie looked at the direction they were fleeing in, knowing that this war to protect peace was far from over.
Mo Wenjie turned to comfort the injured comrades, taking care of their wounds before heading alone to a secluded area to meditate. He understood that to withstand the upcoming dangers, he must enhance his own strength. During his cultivation, he unexpectedly entered a mysterious realm filled with ancient runes and strange energy fluctuations.
As he was curious about exploring, a voice echoed, "One with destiny, do you wish to obtain greater power?" Mo Wenjie replied cautiously. The voice informed him that this place was an ancient trial left by immortal sages, and by passing the test, he would gain a powerful inheritance.
Mo Wenjie decided to accept the challenge. The test was extremely difficult, with not only illusory powerful opponents but also various mind-bending illusions. However, he overcame every obstacle with his firm willpower.
Finally, he reached the last test, facing a luminous gate imbued with infinite power. Mo Wenjie entered it without hesitation, instantly filled with overwhelming strength. When he reopened his eyes, he found himself back where he started, but his aura had become immensely powerful. At this moment, distant disturbances could be heard once more. With a confident smile playing on his lips, Mo Wenjie drew his sword and charged towards the source of the danger.
Running to the source of the disturbance, Mo Wenjie discovered an ancient formation that was collapsing. The formation emitted waves of dim light, as if a treasure were emerging. At this moment, several evil cultivators emerged from the shadows, eager to enter the formation first to acquire the treasure. Mo Wenjie would not allow it; he flashed into position in front of the ancient formation. The evil cultivators, seeing this, launched an attack together. Mo Wenjie swung his sword and effortlessly deflected their attacks. The evil cultivators were unwilling to give up and resorted to their most powerful evil arts. Immediately, a dense aura of darkness spread throughout the area, and various ghostly phantoms rushed towards Mo Wenjie.
Mo Wenjie activated the spiritual energy within his body, causing golden light to emanate from all around him. The ghostly phantoms clashed with the golden light and dispersed. He then countered with a few spells, hitting some of the evil cultivators. The remaining evil cultivators were terrified and dispersed like animals. Mo Wenjie turned to walk towards the ancient formation, cautiously avoiding the traps and mechanisms within it. Eventually, he found a pure spiritual energy pearl in the center of the formation.
Mo Wenjie took a deep breath, stretched out his right hand slowly, and carefully reached towards the mysterious pearl emitting light. The moment his fingertip touched the pearl, a cool sensation traveled from his fingers throughout his entire body, as if countless tiny currents were moving within him.
As he closed his hand, the pearl, as if finding its place, began to emit an even brighter light. The light gradually enveloped Mo Wenjie's entire body, forming a massive cocoon of light.
After a moment, the cocoon suddenly shrank violently, and the pearl transformed into a streak of light, directly entering Mo Wenjie's body. In that instant, he felt an overwhelming and pure energy surge into every part of his body, as if a torrent of water. His cultivation had once again been broken through and advanced another level.
Mo Wenjie felt the surging power within him, his heart swelled with excitement. He looked up, gazing at the azure sky, his eyes firm and deep. At this moment, a strong sense of mission rose within him. He silently swore: "I will use this ever-growing power to guard the peace of this world! I will not let any evil force disrupt its tranquility!"
After taking his oath, Mo Wenjie turned and walked with a steady and strong stride, filled with the spirit of his grand ambition. Along the way, the breeze fluttered his clothes and hair, as if cheering and cheering for this brave guardian.
As soon as Mo Wenjie entered the camp, he heard a commotion. It was the black-clad mysterious people who had fled earlier, returning with more allies and setting up an array to trap many warriors. Angered, Mo Wenjie charged into the array without hesitation. The new power within him surged through his body as he swung his sword, tearing a hole in the array.
Seeing this, the mysterious people rushed forward. Mo Wenjie showed no fear, engaging them in combat. His movements were agile, his sword techniques were fierce, and each swing carried powerful spiritual force. In the intense battle, Mo Wenjie realized that there was a much stronger force behind these mysterious people.
While fighting, Mo Wenjie searched for clues about the mastermind behind them. Suddenly, he noticed a seemingly ordinary figure in the array who seemed to be the key. Seizing the opportunity, Mo Wenjie broke through the defense and grabbed this person by force. The others were thrown into chaos immediately.
With his powerful spiritual energy, Mo Wenjie suppressed this person and questioned them. Through their answers, he learned that they were behind an evil master who sought to rule the three realms. Mo Wenjie coldly laughed and knocked the person unconscious. Then, he led his comrades to defeat these mysterious people. Mo Wenjie knew that a great battle with the evil master was approaching, and he needed to make full preparations.
