Mowenjie and Huang Linger, Jiang Yurou, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuoba Yingying, Qin Xiaodie, Cao Chunling and others received the secret manual from the old man. It amazed them as this was a manual of heavenly laws!
The crowd exchanged glances, their eyes filled with shock and surprise. Mowenjie broke the silence first, his voice trembling slightly, "Elder, why have you given us such a precious object?" The old man laughed heartily, "I see that all of you have spiritual roots and pure hearts. This manual can only be utilized to its fullest potential in your hands."
So, they began to delve into it. Mowenjie's comprehension was extremely high, and he quickly grasped some of the insights. He tried to guide the qi within his body according to the manual, and soon he saw a faint glow surrounding him. Huang Linger, seeing this, did not want to be outdone either. She closed her eyes and concentrated on enlightenment. As time passed, a vortex of spiritual force began to form around them.
However, this abnormal fluctuation in spiritual energy attracted the envy of other cultivators. A group of black-cloaked figures stealthily approached, their greedy eyes fixed on the manual.
Mowenjie's heart skipped a beat as a strong sense of crisis washed over him. He unconsciously lowered his voice and said, "Be careful everyone, I can feel a dangerous force approaching! It seems that enemies are attacking us."
His words had barely ended when the group, who had previously been somewhat relaxed, immediately tightened their expressions as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Without hesitation, each of them firmly protected the precious manual behind them, as if it were the most valuable thing in their lives.
Their breathing became rapid and faint, and the sound of their hearts beating seemed distinctly audible. They widened their eyes, scanning their surroundings vigilantly, not missing a single corner where an enemy might appear. The tense atmosphere spread, as if even the air around them had solidified. A thrilling battle was about to unfold...
Arkman's figure flickered, completing a series of complex yet fluid moves in an instant. He drew the razor-sharp sword from its sheath, sending chills as its glow filled the air, as if it was slicing through the very atmosphere. At the same time, his gaze sharpened like that of an eagle, locking onto the approaching foes ahead, emanating a powerful aura that felt as immovable as a mountain.
At this moment, Huang Linger and Jiang Yurou also showed no sign of weakness and quickly responded. Huang Linger shouted softly, her hands moving gracefully with a pair of exquisite short swords, as light and agile as a fluttering butterfly; Jiang Yurou held a long staff whose tip shimmered with mysterious light, clearly containing great magical power.
In this instant, Mo Wenjie, Huang Linger, Jiang Yurou, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuoba Yingying, Qin Xiaodie, and Cao Chunling eight people quickly dispersed and stood in a stable formation at the original spot, each maintaining a vigilant state with their eyes fixed on possible enemy directions.
Mo Wenjie stood tall and sturdy, resembling an unyielding mountain. He held his longsword, its blade flashing with a cold light as if ready to face the enemy's attack at any moment. Beside him, Huang Linger was agile and dynamic. She wielded her long whip which danced like a mystical serpent, emanating an ominous aura that sent shivers down one's spine.
Jiang Yurou's expression was as deep as water, her hands tightly gripping a pair of short swords that glinted with icy light in the sunlight. Xiao Yawen stood quietly beside her, the bowstring of her bow already drawn and ready to send a fatal arrow at a moment's notice.
Ding Yan was as light as a swallow, with flexible and agile steps. Her short knife on her waist occasionally flashed a faint glow. Tuoba Yingying was outstanding, her long spear moved gracefully, and the wind it caused was sharp and terrifying.
Qin Xiaodie, petite and cute, had determined and decisive eyes now. Her hidden weapons danced in her fingers, almost invisible. The last was Cao Chunling, who seemed weak but actually possessed profound internal strength. True qi flowed subtly within her palms.
Although the eight people had diverse personalities and weapons, their coordination was seamless and their understanding was profound. They seemed like a single entity, with synchronized breathing and heartbeat resonance. Each knew that the upcoming battle would be fierce, but they showed no fear, holding only one belief – to defeat the enemy!
The dark-cloaked figures emerged slowly, there were dozens of them. The leader sneered coldly, "Hand over the manual and we'll let you live." Mo Wenjie responded loudly, "Never!" After speaking, he charged ahead. His sword techniques were fierce and his attack instantaneously targeted the leader. The leader hadn't expected Mo Wenjie to be so courageous and hurriedly raised his blade to block the attack.
At this moment, Xiao Yawen seized the opportunity, and her arrow shot out of the bowstring, flying straight towards the group of dark-cloaked people. Huang Linger also surged into the enemy ranks with her two swords, her short swords aimed at their vital points. Jiang Yurou waved her staff, creating a magical barrier that enveloped their group, temporarily blocking an enemy attack.
The dark-cloaked people also began to furiously counterattack, using all sorts of magical treasures, with vibrant and colorful lightnings flashing about. Ding Yan moved quickly among the enemies, his short knife flashing repeatedly as he cut down their lives. Tuoba Yingying's spear struck fiercely every time, carrying the power of a thousand cattacks. Qin Xiaodie's hidden weapons appeared like ghosts, making the enemies unable to defend themselves. Cao Chunling's palm strikes sent out a series of true qi shocks that pushed back the approaching enemies.
The two sides were fighting fiercely when suddenly, auspicious light descended from the sky. The wounds on the group slowly healed. It was the effect of their comprehension of the manual of heavenly laws. With their morale greatly boosted, they combined their forces and delivered their most powerful move, driving back the dark-cloaked people who retreated in disarray, eventually fleeing in disgrace.
The group watched the direction in which the dark-cloaked figures were fleeing but did not pursue them. Mo Wenjie turned around and bowed respectfully to the elder, "Thank you, elder, for giving us the manual; otherwise we might have had difficulty dealing with today's situation." The elder waved his hand, "This is also your own destiny. But after this battle, I fear many people have set their sights on this manual." Upon hearing this, the expressions of the group changed slightly.
Huang Linger clenched her fists and said, "What's there to be afraid of? We can just fight again if necessary." Mo Wenjie thought for a moment before saying, "Although we have defeated these black-cloaked people, the forces behind them will certainly not give up. We must quickly enhance our strength and find a safe place to study this manual." Everyone nodded in agreement.
Therefore, they decided to head to an ancient valley, which was said to have rich spiritual qi and was not well-known. After reaching the valley, the group immersed themselves in practicing the manual once again. During the practice, they discovered that there were hidden techniques within the manual. As the group continued to explore, their spiritual qi became more powerful, and each of them developed unique techniques.
After a long and arduous period, Mo Wenjie, Huang Linger, Jiang Yurou, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuoba Yingying, Qin Xiaodie, and Cao Chunling, among others, finally slowly walked out of the mysterious and profound valley. At this point, they had long ceased to be the same as when they first entered the valley.
During this period, they had undergone countless life-and-death tests, enduring pressures and pain beyond what ordinary people could imagine. However, it was these trials that allowed them to grow in a transformative way. Each person was like steel forged in fire, becoming exceptionally resilient and powerful.
Standing outside the valley now, facing the vast and boundless world, their hearts were filled with a hint of concern about potential future crises, but there was also a sense of confidence and determination. For they knew that they now possessed enough strength to face any challenge that might come their way.
Particularly for that precious manual, they regarded it as priceless. This manual not only contained boundless power and wisdom but also carried memories of their journey together.
Therefore, regardless of how immense and daunting the difficulties and obstacles lie ahead, Mo Wenjie and Huang Linger, who are united in their ideals, are determined with unwavering resolve to safeguard the mysterious and powerful treasure! This treasure holds an infinite amount of energy and secrets, seeming like the crucial key to unlocking the door to success.
Mo Wenjie and the others knew that only by relying on this incredible power could they cut their way through the vast and unknown challenges of the celestial realm, carving out a boundless and completely theirs land, filled with infinite energy and secrets. This new land would be the stage for their dreams to come true, allowing all those who had looked down upon them to change their perspectives.
Just as they were filled with ambition, dark clouds suddenly appeared in the sky, blocking the sunlight. A massive gash appeared in the sky, from which a group of warriors dressed in bizarre armor emerged. They exuded a chilling aura and were clearly from a formidable force.
"You are carrying a treasure of great importance. If you do not submit to our overlord, don't blame us for being merciless," the leader of the warriors shouted.
Mo Wenjie stepped forward without fear, "What we have worked hard for will not be handed over." After saying that, the crowd deployed their formations.
The current enemy was much stronger than the previous one, but Mo Wenjie and the others had significantly enhanced their strength after their training in the valley. Mo Wenjie unleashed his newly mastered sword skills, with sword qi as fierce as a rainbow charging at the enemy troops. Huang Linger and Jiang Yurou attacked from both sides, combining magic and sword techniques effectively. The others also showcased their unique skills.
However, the enemy was numerous and powerful, and gradually, the group began to fall behind. In a critical moment, Mo Wenjie recalled a cryptic passage from the manual and, with a determined heart, he mobilized his entire spiritual energy according to the instructions.
In that moment, Mo Wenjie's body was ignited by a mysterious and powerful energy, emitting dazzling brilliance that left people blinded by its splendor! The light was as hot and bright as the sun, yet as sparkling and brilliant as the stars, spreading rapidly around him in all directions.
In the blink of an eye, this powerful force flooded over to the sides of his companions as if a wave. They felt that a colossal power was constantly flowing into their bodies. Their exhausted bodies were instantly filled with vitality and fighting spirit.
Feeling this sudden powerful boost, the group's spirits soared, and they bellowed in unison, channeling all their strength together. In an instant, there was a fierce interplay of blades and shadows, with deafening shouts of battle. They fought closely coordinated and collaboratively, executing various exquisite and unparalleled techniques to launch a final all-out attack against the attacking enemies.
Only Mo Wenjie led the charge, wielding his long sword as if in a tempest, each strike carrying the weight of thunder and lightning that left the enemies unable to resist. His companions were equally fierce, unleashing their own specialties, with whirling palm winds, fierce boxing techniques, or sharp hidden weapons……
With Mo Wenjie and the others working together, the invaders began to falter. They were terrified to find that the strength of the group before them had far surpassed their expectations, no matter how they resisted it was futile. Finally, these invaders could only retreat in disgrace, leaving a mess behind them as they ran away, screaming in despair.
