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The cave shook violently, and debris fell like a dense rain, as if the entire world was collapsing under the tremors.
Xuan Yang held Qu Si Yang tightly as they sprinted through the narrow and winding passageway.
He knew they had to find the place that Xuan Qing had mentioned as quickly as possible.
Time was of the essence; every second could mean the difference between life and death. Otherwise, he and Qu Si Yang would perish in this dark, sunless place.
"Faster, we need to hurry!" Xuan Yang urged himself, quickening his pace.
Suddenly, a faint glimmer of light appeared ahead, like a star flickering in the darkness, offering a glimmer of hope to those trapped in despair.
Xuan Yang's heart leaped with joy as he felt a surge of life within him. He accelerated towards that beam of light.
Bursting out of the narrow passage, he was met with a breathtaking sight.
Before him lay a vast underground space, open and profound, resembling the belly of a slumbering giant.
In the center of this space stood a towering statue that reached up to the cave's ceiling, imposing and awe-inspiring.
The statue was lifelike, with every detail intricately carved, as if it were the masterpiece of an ancient master ready to awaken from slumber and unleash divine retribution.
Surrounding the statue was a circle of mysterious runes. These runes resembled ancient script or some kind of enigmatic totem, shimmering with a faint golden light that added an air of mystery and eeriness to the dimly lit space.
"This is it," Xuan Qing's familiar voice echoed in Xuan Yang's mind, tinged with urgency. "This is where the resurrection statue is located. Hurry, while we still can!"
Xuan Yang dared not delay. He carefully set Qu Si Yang down against a relatively flat rock and quickly approached the statue, scrutinizing the peculiar runes.
He attempted to decipher their meanings, searching for the key to activate the statue.
“Xuan Yang, watch out behind you!” Qu Si Yang suddenly shouted, her voice filled with fear and concern.
Xuan Yang turned around sharply, only to see a shadow rushing towards him at an incredible speed, like a ghost in the night, silent yet carrying a deadly threat.
It was the Shadow!
He had caught up so quickly; this guy just wouldn’t let go!
Xuan Yang's heart sank as he quickly dodged, but the shadow's speed was too fast, its attacks relentless and unyielding.
Xuan Yang was still grazed by the shadow’s strike, a sharp pain searing through his chest as if cut by a blade.
“Xuan Yang!” Qu Si Yang called out anxiously, her voice filled with worry and guilt.
“Cough, I’m fine,” Xuan Yang gritted his teeth and replied, enduring the pain in his chest as he quickly got back on his feet, ready to face the shadow.
He knew there was no avoiding this fight.
“Hmph, you overestimate yourself. With your pathetic skills, do you really think you can stand against me?” The shadow sneered, its voice dripping with disdain and mockery, as if Xuan Yang were merely an ant that could be crushed at will.
“Even if I die, I will protect Si Yang. That is my promise!” Xuan Yang declared firmly, his eyes filled with determination and without a hint of retreat.
Suddenly, a powerful surge of fiery energy erupted from Qu Si Yang. This force was like a volcanic eruption—fierce and intense.
The blazing flames dispelled the surrounding darkness, illuminating the dim space around them.
Qu Si Yang’s gaze was filled with fury and fighting spirit as she fixed her eyes on the shadow, resembling an enraged lioness ready to tear her enemy apart.
“Shadow, if you dare to harm Xuan Yang, I’ll fight you to the death!” she roared, her voice echoing in the vast underground space, filled with boundless anger and resolve.
The power of Qu Si Yang's flames merged miraculously with Xuan Yang's Shadow Puppet, forming an even more formidable force. This power seemed to embody the fusion of light and darkness, possessing both the searing heat of fire and the enigmatic nature of shadows.
Flames and shadows intertwined like dancing fire dragons, exuding an aura of destruction as they surged toward the darkness, creating a breathtaking spectacle.
The shadow was taken aback by Qu Si Yang's overwhelming strength; a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
He swiftly dodged, but those fire dragons seemed to have a mind of their own, relentlessly pursuing him and leaving him in a state of disarray.
"Damn it!" he cursed under his breath. He never expected to be cornered by a woman to such an extent; it was a humiliation beyond measure.
He launched another attack, black energy surging forth like a tidal wave, aiming to annihilate Qu Si Yang and Xuan Yang in one fell swoop.
However, Qu Si Yang and Xuan Yang's cooperation grew increasingly seamless. Their attacks became more ferocious, akin to a torrential storm that left no room for breath.
The shadow gradually felt overwhelmed, beginning to regret chasing them here.
He had initially thought this would be a simple task but found himself facing such a tenacious opponent instead.
"Damn it! Damn it!" he roared in frustration. His attacks became more frantic yet increasingly futile, like a trapped beast fighting in vain.
Ultimately, under the combined assault of Qu Si Yang and Xuan Yang, the shadow was forced back. He fled the underground space in disgrace, disappearing into the darkness.
"We won!" Qu Si Yang exclaimed excitedly, embracing Xuan Yang with joy and exhilaration in her eyes as if they had just achieved a monumental victory.
Xuan Yang also wore a relieved smile, gently patting Qu Si Yang on the back and reassuring her, "Yes, we won. You were amazing."
Suddenly, a figure appeared before them like a specter, blocking their path.
It was Lu Zhiyuan.
His eyes were filled with greed and murderous intent, like a hungry wolf fixated on its prey, sending chills down one's spine.
"The Heart of the Puppet Master is mine!" he said coldly, his voice echoing as if it came from the depths of hell, carrying an endless chill.
Before his words faded, he lunged at Xuan Yang with astonishing speed.
Xuan Yang's heart sank; he knew that Lu Zhiyuan's strength far surpassed that of the Shadow, and he was no match for him.
He quickly shielded Qu Si Yang behind him, preparing to fight to the death.
"Xuan Yang, be careful!" Qu Si Yang shouted anxiously, her voice filled with worry and fear.
Lu Zhiyuan moved swiftly, reaching Xuan Yang in an instant. He struck towards Xuan Yang's chest with a palm, the force sharp and oppressive, aimed directly at the Heart of the Puppet Master within him.
Xuan Yang hurriedly dodged, but still felt the rush of Lu Zhiyuan's palm wind graze him. His body flew backward like a kite with its string cut, crashing heavily to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.
"Poof!" Xuan Yang spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale as paper, breath weak, as if he could die at any moment.
"Xuan Yang!" Qu Si Yang exclaimed in shock. She rushed to his side and helped him up, her eyes filled with concern and pain as tears streamed down her face.
"I'm... I'm fine," Xuan Yang said weakly, enduring the excruciating pain as he tried to rise again, preparing to face Lu Zhiyuan once more.
"Hmph, how touching. Too bad you're overestimating yourself," Lu Zhiyuan sneered, his eyes filled with mockery. "With your half-dead state, you think you can protect her? What a delusion!"
He charged at Xuan Yang again, faster and stronger than before, like a fierce tiger descending from the mountain, unstoppable.
Xuan Yang knew he was no match for Lu Zhiyuan; he had to find a way to buy time and wait for Xuan Qing's guidance.
As he dodged Lu Zhiyuan's attacks, he called out for Xuan Qing in his mind.
“Xuan Qing, where are you? Hurry and save me, I can’t hold on much longer!”
“Don’t worry, Xuan Yang, I’m here,” Xuan Qing’s voice echoed in Xuan Yang’s mind, carrying a hint of reassurance. “I’m working on a solution; just hold on a little longer and trust me!”
A wave of relief washed over Xuan Yang. He knew that Xuan Qing would come to his rescue; it was the unspoken bond and trust they shared.
He narrowly dodged Lu Zhiyuan’s attack and seized the opportunity to create some distance, maintaining a safe space between himself and Lu Zhiyuan.
“You can’t escape,” Lu Zhiyuan said coldly, his voice dripping with confidence and menace. “Hand over the Puppet Master’s heart, and I can make it quick for you, so you won’t suffer.”
“Not a chance!” Xuan Yang replied firmly, his eyes filled with defiance. “I will never give the Puppet Master’s heart to scum like you!”
A flicker of anger crossed Lu Zhiyuan’s eyes; he hadn’t expected Xuan Yang to be so stubborn.
In an instant, he vanished from sight, reappearing behind Xuan Yang with lightning speed, his fingers curling like claws as he aimed directly for Xuan Yang’s back!
The move was swift and ruthless, executed at an awkward angle that left little room for defense.
“Xuan Yang, watch out behind you!” Qu Si Yang shouted in terror.
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