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The ancient stone door creaked open, revealing a deep passage that resembled the gaping maw of a giant beast.
Lin Yuan and Su Jiu'er exchanged glances, excitement and a hint of unease reflected in their eyes. What secrets lay hidden behind this stone door?
Cautiously, they stepped into the passage, a chill and dampness enveloping them like they had entered a millennia-old tomb. Lin Yuan shivered, rubbing his arms. "Wow, this cold wind is intense. It wouldn’t be haunted, would it?"
Su Jiu'er remained silent, gripping the compass tightly in her hands. The needle spun wildly, like a drunken top, seemingly sensing something. The walls on either side of the passage were covered in bizarre runes that flickered with an eerie glow in the dim light, resembling pairs of watchful eyes.
"This place... is a bit creepy," Lin Yuan said, sniffing the air as he felt a chill run down his spine, an unsettling sensation that something was watching him from the shadows. A thought suddenly crossed his mind: could this be some elaborate prank by a delusional person? Who would go to such lengths to create something so sinister?
Suddenly, Su Jiu'er halted, her expression serious. The compass needle stopped spinning and pointed steadily ahead. "Wait! I sense a powerful energy fluctuation just ahead! And... it doesn’t feel friendly."
Lin Yuan's heart sank, and he immediately became alert. Activating his Gazing Ability, he carefully sensed the flow of Lingqi around him. Indeed, he detected an unusually strong Spiritual Energy Fluctuation ahead, like a lurking beast waiting for its prey. "Good grief, they’re planning to catch us off guard!" Lin Yuan cursed inwardly; it seemed that what he feared had come to pass.
Just as he finished his thought, a blinding light erupted from the front of the passage, nearly causing Lin Yuan to squint against its brightness. Moments later, a group of figures clad in black surged from the shadows, each wielding sharp blades and surrounding Lin Yuan and Su Jiu'er completely. If one didn’t know better, they might think they were filming an action movie!
"Who are you?" Lin Yuan asked in a deep voice while internally grumbling about their clichéd entrance. Couldn't they come up with something more original?
The black-clad figures did not respond; instead, they brandished their weapons and launched a fierce attack on Lin Yuan and Su Jiu'er. The clash of blades rang out coldly in the air—these people were not here for theatrics; they truly intended to take their lives.
"It seems they don't come with good intentions," Lin Yuan said with a resigned shrug. No longer willing to waste words, he quickly positioned himself back-to-back with Su Jiu'er, ready to fight. It was truly unfortunate that trouble had found them while all he wanted was a quiet adventure; how had they attracted these death-dealers?
“Su Jiu'er, you protect me, and I'll take the lead,” Lin Yuan said.
Su Jiu'er raised an eyebrow, a glint of mischief in her eyes. “Are you sure? I’m quite strong; maybe you’re the one who needs protection.”
“I know you’re strong, but this isn’t the time to show off,” Lin Yuan replied seriously. “I have a feeling this battle won’t be easy. It’s crucial to conserve our strength.”
Su Jiu'er nodded, no longer insisting, and focused on guarding Lin Yuan. Her slender figure darted between the black-clad figures like a nimble butterfly, each strike precise and lethal, defusing several crises for Lin Yuan.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Yuan channeled his Lingqi to its peak, his fists glowing with brilliant light, resembling two small suns. “Come on! Show me what you’ve got!” he shouted as he charged at the black-clad men. His punches were fierce and domineering, each blow packed with immense power, sending the attackers reeling.
The battle erupted instantly, the corridor filled with the clashing sounds of blades and the pained groans of the black-clad men. Lin Yuan’s punches were like a raging storm, unstoppable, while Su Jiu'er’s attacks struck like venomous snakes—sneaky and ruthless. Their teamwork was seamless, pushing the black-clad men back step by step.
However, the number of black-clad men was overwhelming, and their coordination was impeccable, resembling a pack of trained wolves constantly shifting formations in search of weaknesses in Lin Yuan and Su Jiu'er. Gradually, they began to feel the strain; after all, two fists could hardly contend with many hands.
At that moment, two powerful presences emerged from deep within the corridor, pressing down on Lin Yuan and Su Jiu'er like two mountains, making it hard for them to breathe. Soon after, two figures appeared before everyone.
One was a woman in a black robe named Han Lingyun, a minor leader of the Qi Gong Association with unfathomable strength. She stood there like a drawn sword, exuding a chilling aura of death. The other was a woman in a white dress named Xi Men Lian, a Qigong master from Super Strength with unpredictable attack methods. Her alluring smile sent shivers down one’s spine, reminiscent of a beautiful serpent ready to strike.
“Han Lingyun! Xi Men Lian!” Lin Yuan gritted his teeth. “I knew it was you behind this!”
“Lin Yuan, long time no see,” Han Lingyun said with a slight smile, her eyes flashing coldly. “I didn’t expect you to still be alive; you truly are lucky.”
“Thanks to you two, I’ve been doing quite well,” Lin Yuan retorted coldly. “But today, I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed; capturing me won’t be so easy!”
"Really?" Xi Men Lian chuckled, her voice sharp and piercing. "I want to see what skills you have to escape from our grasp."
"Then let's see what you've got," Lin Yuan replied, his gaze steady and filled with fighting spirit.
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