As they walked, a thick fog suddenly enveloped the front. The fog was so dense that one couldn't see more than five fingers outstretched. With furrowed brows, Mo Wenjie shouted, "Everyone be careful; this fog is strange." The crowd quickly tightened their grip on their weapons or made hand gestures to prepare for danger.
At this moment, the fog suddenly gave off a melodious flute sound. As the flute tune began, an inexplicable sorrow filled everyone's hearts. Weaker disciples like Ding Yan felt their legs growing weak. Mo Wenjie realized something was wrong and activated his spiritual power to try to penetrate the mist.
Suddenly, a giant white deer-like beast emerged from the mist. Its figure was as large as a mountain, with deer antlers flashing cold light. Mo Wenjie shouted loudly and charged forward, a burst of spiritual power slashing at the white deer. The white deer dodged with agility, evading the attack and charging towards the female disciples at the rear. The female disciples were not to be underestimated either. Huang Ling er threw out a spiritual rope, Jiang Yu Ruo casted an Ice Spear Technique, working together to stop the white deer. Xiao Ya wen clasped his hands together and chanted incantations to attempt to dispel this eerie fog mist.
After a thrilling and arduous battle, Mo Wenjie, Ding Qingyao, Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yu Rou, Xiao Ya Wen, Ding Yan, Tuobayingying, Qin Xiaodie, Cao Chunling, Ling Xue, and Liu Chuandong and others successfully repelled the ferocious white deer with their unwavering perseverance, extraordinary skills, and seamless collaboration!
As the white deer retreated, the dense fog that had enveloped all around began to dissipate slowly. However, just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they were surprised to find an ancient and mysterious stone door suddenly standing vertically before them on their path. The door blocked their way like an insurmountable barrier.
This massive and ancient stone gate stood silently there, its rough and fissured surface telling tales of the passage of time. The gate was covered with countless bizarre and dazzling runes and patterns, some resembling winding snakes, others like soaring birds in flight, while others were like mysterious constellations arranged together. These runes and patterns intertwined with each other, forming a complex mosaic of images that seemed to conceal countless untold secrets waiting to be uncovered.
Mo Wenjie stepped forward and scrutinized the stone gate, with the others gathering around. Ding Qingyao curiously reached out to touch the runes on the gate, but upon contact, a faint jolt of electricity spread through her entire body, and she quickly pulled her hand back. Seeing this, Mo Wenjie took out a divination stone and brought it close to the stone gate, where it rapidly sparkled. "This gate contains a powerful restrictive force."
Mo Wenjie said. At this time, Xiao Ya Wen noticed that there was a small blank area at the bottom of the stone door, as if a crucial puzzle piece was missing. The crowd began searching around, and soon after, Liu Chuan Dong found a stone block in the grass that matched the shape. The block had runes on it, and when it was inserted into the bottom of the door, the door shook slowly, and the runes flickered non-stop. Then, a light appeared in the middle of the door, which gradually expanded into a door shape.
Cautiously, the crowd passed through this door, leading to an extraordinary sight. The sky above was suspended with numerous glowing crystals, and the ground was filled with spirit-enhancing herbs. However, this was also accompanied by puppet guards popping up around them, their cold eyes fixed on the group as a fierce battle seemed imminent.
Mo Wenjie shouted, "Be careful everyone, find cover first!" Upon hearing this, the crowd moved and scattered, hiding behind large rocks or tall trees. The puppet guards, with their heavy steps, approached one step at a time. Mo Wenjie seized the moment and brandished his magical sword, as spiritual power surged from its blade towards a puppet guard. The guard waved a hand to block the attack.
Huang Ling'er summoned her little fire fox spirit pet, which spat fire at the joint of a puppet guard's leg, causing one of the guards to become sluggish. Ding Qingyao's hands moved, and one after another, magical lights flew out and connected into a web that entwined around a puppet guard. The other disciples saw this and activated their own skills. However, there were numerous puppet guards, and their defense was extremely strong. Just as everyone struggled in battle, Mo Wenjie noticed that these puppet guards seemed to be controlled by a central source. He resolutely charged towards the central position, breaking through several lines of defense along the way. Upon reaching the center, he indeed found an energy core that was continuously transmitting power to the puppet guards.
Mo Wenjie condensed all his spiritual power and delivered a devastating blow to the energy core. In an instant, all the puppet guards stopped moving, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, beginning to explore this wondrous land teeming with treasures.
The crowd excitedly scattered to search for treasures. Mo Wenjie approached a herb that shone with a blue glow, about to pluck it, when suddenly a teleportation array appeared beneath his feet. Before he could even cry out in shock, he was teleported to another space. Here stood a crystal-clear palace, inside which an elderly man was leisurely playing chess.
Mo Wenjie, alertly asked: "Who are you, Sir? Why have you brought me here?" The old man smiled and said: "Only those who have a predestined fate can come here. I am the guardian of this place. This is the final test. If you pass, the greatest treasure in the world belongs to you." As he spoke, the chessboard rose and transformed into a battlefield. Mo Wenjie had no choice but to engage in battle. However, the old man's strength was too great, and after a few moves, Mo Wenjie was already on the defensive. In critical moments, he recalled his experiences fighting alongside his companions before and found an endless courage in his heart. He activated his spiritual power to its limit and unveiled a newly created move that he had never used before. The old man nodded slightly and withdrew his attack. "Excellent, you have passed."
Mo Wenjie, as if pulled by an mysterious force, was instantly transported back to the place of his original departure. To everyone's astonishment, there was a chest glowing with strange light beside him! This unexpected turn of events had everyone's eyes widened and drew them eagerly closer with curiosity.
The companions quickly surrounded Mo Wenjie, discussing in a lively manner. Some speculated that the chest contained endless treasures, while others believed it might be a powerful magic treasure. Under everyone's expectant gaze, Mo Wenjie took a deep breath and slowly extended his hands to uncover the lid of the chest.
Just as the lid was opened, a dazzling burst of light shot up like a bolt of lightning to the sky! The brilliance was so blinding that it was hard to look at directly, as if containing endless energy. As the light gradually dissipated, everyone marveled at the sight as it transformed into a sky full of books and crystal-clear pills. These cultivation manuals shimmered with mystical runes, each seemingly carrying profound martial arts wisdom; while those rare pills exuded enticing fragrances, simply smelling them left one feeling refreshed and invigorated.
In the face of such an astonishing sight, the crowd could not help but burst into cheers and excitement. They danced around with joy, unrestrainedly expressing their inner happiness. Some eagerly reached out to grab the manuals floating in the air, avidly flipping through them; others carefully picked up the pills from the ground, treating them as treasures and putting them in their bosom. The scene was lively and filled with laughter and joy.
Eventually, the crowd happily set off with these precious treasures, each beaming with happiness and filled with expectations for their future path of cultivation.
This unexpected windfall undoubtedly became a major turning point in their lives and was destined to lead Mo Wenjie and Ding Qingyao, Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yu Rou, Xiao Ya Wen, Ding Yan, Tuobayingying, Qin Xiaodie, Cao Chunling, Ling Xue and Liu Chuan Dong towards higher and stronger realms.
As they journeyed back, everyone was filled with joy but also remained on high alert. After all, they were carrying precious treasures and couldn't afford to let anyone eye them. They reached a valley where the weather suddenly changed, dark clouds gathering. Mo Wenjie furrowed his brow and said, "It seems there might be trouble." Just as he finished speaking, a group of dark-robed figures descended from the sky. The leader spoke with venom: "Hand over your treasure or we will spare your lives." The group looked at each other with no fear in their eyes. Mo Wenjie sneered coldly and said, "If you have the guts to take it!" Without hesitation, he charged first against the enemies. For a moment, spiritual energy intersected and magical artifacts shone brightly. Ding Qingyao and Huang Ling'er worked together; one of them held an enemy at bay while the other struck a deadly blow. Jiang Yurou summoned an ice wall to obstruct the encirclement of the dark-robed figures. Xiao Ya Wen secretly observed and discovered a weakness in the leader of the dark-robed figures, informing Mo Wenjie. Mo Wenjie seized the opportunity to give a fatal blow to the leader by using his full force. Upon seeing this, the rest of the dark-robed figures lost their morale. The group pursued with vigor until they completely routed their opponents. Following this victory, everyone became more united than ever before. Subsequently, they returned to their respective sects for seclusion and cultivation practice.
After obtaining the mysterious scripture, Mo Wenjie became completely engrossed in the new techniques it contained. Day and night, he spent countless hours in diligent practice, forgetting time and all else as he immersed himself in the exploration of this magical art. Every time he trained, he felt his power grow. The spiritual energy within his body flowed like a surging river, unending.
And the others showed no sign of weakness, emulating Mo Wenjie's actions. They relied on their precious pills and rare manuals to fully focus on advancing their cultivation. These pills were imbued with a rich essence of the heavens and earth, capable of quickly replenishing the energy consumed by practitioners; while those manuals acted like guiding lamps, leading them ever further and higher along their path of cultivation.
As time passed, the names of Mo Wenjie and his companions began to spread across the celestial realm. They amazed everyone with their rapid progress in breaking through one challenge after another, displaying exceptional strength and talent beyond their peers. No matter whether it was intense martial arts competitions or arduous exploration of secret realms, they always stood out, drawing everyone's attention.
Gradually, Mo Wenjie and Ding Qingyao, Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yurou, Xiao Ya Wen, Ding Yan, Tuoba Yingying, Qin Xiaodie, Cao Chunling, Ling Xue and Liu Chuandong became the top performers among the younger generation. They were revered as heaven's chosen ones. Their story was filled with thrilling adventures, heartwarming friendships and indomitable determination. It seemed as if epic legends of awe-inspiring tales were slowly being unfolded…
