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Blood stained Lin Yuan's shoulder, and the intense pain made him gasp. "Hiss... She's really ruthless. Is this woman a Tibetan Mastiff?" Lin Yuan clutched his wound, awkwardly dodging Han Lingyun's fierce attack, silently lamenting. This woman was too brutal; didn't she know how to show some mercy? Wait, why should I show her mercy? She certainly doesn't!
Taking advantage of Han Lingyun's assault on Lin Yuan, Su Jiu'er swiftly activated her compass, its golden light flashing as it forced back Nan Gong Xuan. Her compass was no ordinary item; infused with spiritual energy, its power rivaled that of a small bomb, causing Nan Gong Xuan's hands to go numb as he staggered backward.
"Stop wasting time, let's go!" Su Jiu'er pulled Lin Yuan along as they sprinted toward the hidden passage. This was no time for jokes; if they didn't run soon, their lives would be forfeit.
The entrance to the passage was narrow, barely wide enough for one person. After bending down and squeezing inside, Lin Yuan found himself in complete darkness, unable to see his hand in front of his face, like the gaping maw of a giant beast. "Wow, it's pitch black! It feels like a haunted house," he couldn't help but complain as he groped his way forward. The passage was damp and cold, filled with an ancient and mysterious aura that smelled like a pair of old socks left for thousands of years, making him want to sneeze.
The walls were covered in bizarre symbols that emitted a faint glow in the darkness, resembling fireflies twinkling in the night sky. Curious, Lin Yuan reached out to touch them, feeling their uneven surfaces like some form of ancient script that whispered secrets long forgotten. "Could this be some kind of ancient code? If I could decipher it, maybe I'd find treasure!" Lin Yuan's heart raced at the thought; treasure hunting was the most thrilling adventure!
"These symbols... I feel like I've seen them somewhere before..." Su Jiu'er's voice echoed in the darkness, tinged with confusion as if she were trying hard to recall something important while also stifling a sneeze.
"You've seen them? Where? Tell me!" Lin Yuan urged eagerly, itching to know the answer.
"I can't remember clearly; it might have been in an ancient book... or at some museum... or maybe in a dream..." Su Jiu'er's voice trailed off until it was almost inaudible.
Lin Yuan rolled his eyes in exasperation; this was just as good as saying nothing at all. "Great, relying on you is like hoping for pie to fall from the sky."
The passage twisted and turned endlessly. After what felt like an eternity of walking, Lin Yuan finally spotted a glimmer of light ahead—a beacon in the darkness guiding their way.
"An exit!" Lin Yuan felt invigorated and quickened his pace, eager to reach it in one leap.
As they approached, the light grew brighter and the passage wider. Eventually, they stood before a massive stone door. Towering into the clouds, it was intricately carved with lifelike dragon patterns—scales and claws so detailed they seemed ready to spring to life and pounce on them.
The stone door emitted a faint spiritual energy fluctuation that harmonized with the surrounding symbols, creating a strange energy field that enveloped the entire space like a thin veil of mist.
"Wow, this door is truly magnificent! How many craftsmen must have carved it?" Lin Yuan exclaimed as he circled the stone door, marveling at its grandeur but finding no visible mechanism. How was this door supposed to open? Was brute force the only option?
"Let me take a look..." Su Jiu'er stepped forward, carefully examining the Dragon Pattern on the stone door, as if searching for some clue.
Lin Yuan activated his Guan Qi Abilities, taking in the flow of Lingqi around them. He noticed that the Lingqi around the door was unusually complex, swirling like a tangled mess that he couldn't decipher.
"Wait, I think I've found something..." Lin Yuan pointed to the Dragon Mouth area. "Look here, the flow of Lingqi is different from other places; it resembles a vortex, constantly spinning."
Following Lin Yuan's indication, Su Jiu'er observed that the Spiritual Energy Fluctuation at the Dragon Mouth was indeed more intense and exhibited a spiral motion, akin to a rapidly spinning top.
"This must be some kind of mechanism..." Su Jiu'er pondered for a moment, gently tracing her fingers along the edge of the Dragon Mouth as if sensing something. "Do you notice anything odd about this dragon's whiskers?"
Lin Yuan looked closely and saw that one of the dragon's whiskers was slightly thicker than the others, and it seemed to bear intricate markings—like ancient script or mysterious symbols.
"Could this whisker be the key?" Lin Yuan tentatively reached out towards it, feeling a twinge of anxiety. What if he triggered some mechanism and trapped them here?
"Be careful!" Su Jiu'er warned, her gaze fixed intently on Lin Yuan's hand.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Yuan gently pressed down on the whisker.
With a soft click, the stone door slowly creaked open, like a slumbering giant awakening, revealing an ancient underground space filled with an aura of antiquity.
Inside were numerous ancient artifacts: uniquely shaped Bronze Tripods resembling inverted giant bowls; stone tablets carved with mysterious runes that looked like ancient tombstones; and crystal orbs emitting a faint glow, resembling Night Pearls that illuminated the entire space.
One of the crystal orbs shone brilliantly, resembling a dazzling star and capturing both their attention.
The two approached the crystal ball, their curiosity piqued. The crystal ball was translucent and radiated a soft glow, resembling a massive diamond that sparkled with enchanting brilliance.
Suddenly, an image emerged within the crystal ball, projecting an ancient story before them like a film.
In the image, an elderly man dressed in traditional attire demonstrated a peculiar Cultivation Method. The old man moved with agility, his actions flowing seamlessly, each gesture infused with immense power, resembling a martial arts master showcasing his unparalleled skills.
"This is... Ancient Martial Arts Techniques!" Su Jiu'er exclaimed, her eyes widening in disbelief as if witnessing something extraordinary.
Lin Yuan was equally transfixed, his mouth agape. This Cultivation Method was more intricate and powerful than any he had encountered before, akin to a long-lost Martial Arts Manual brimming with boundless mysteries.
The imagery was fragmented and incomplete, reminiscent of an old film that flickered intermittently, leaving them puzzled. Yet even so, it provided Lin Yuan and Su Jiu'er with invaluable insights, like discovering an oasis in the desert that offered them hope.
Just as they were immersed in the images of the Ancient Martial Arts Techniques, footsteps echoed from the Entrance, growing louder and clearer as if a pack of hunting dogs were pursuing their prey.
"Not good, someone’s coming!" Lin Yuan's expression changed instantly; he became alert like a startled rabbit, ears perked up.
A group of unidentified individuals clad in black burst into the ruins. Without a word, they launched an attack on Lin Yuan and Su Jiu'er, resembling fierce wolves that had spotted their delicious prey.
The leader of the black-clad figures wielded a peculiar weapon that glinted ominously, like a demonic sword from hell, ready to claim their lives at any moment.
"Kill!" With a single command from the leader, the group surged forward like hungry wolves pouncing on their quarry.
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