A Fantasy Love Story Across the Warring States Period

Chapter 381 Deeply Enveloped in Fog, the Difficulty of Breaking the Stalemate

The eerie chanting echoed and swirled in the dark hall, as if an invisible hand were gripping the hearts of Huanmo and the others. Each note seemed to carry an evil magic, making the surrounding air grow colder and the darkness seem even thicker. Huanmo's heart pounded, a strong sense of unease welling up inside him. He gripped the artifact tightly, trying to guide the surrounding light elements, but the chanting was like a disruptive wave, making it difficult for him to concentrate. "What is this chanting? Is it summoning something even more terrifying?" Fear spread through him like a tide, but he knew he couldn't panic now; his companions were counting on him to find a way out.

Yi Chen's face appeared exceptionally pale in the darkness. He gripped the broken spear tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulging. The eerie chanting filled him with fear, but he endured it, his eyes revealing a resolute determination. "No matter what it's up to, we absolutely cannot back down!" he silently encouraged himself. Although the previous battle had left him exhausted, and his injuries were a constant companion, he was willing to fight to the last ounce of strength for his comrades and to overcome these trials.

The woman in white trembled uncontrollably. She covered her ears with her hands, trying to block out the chilling chanting. Tears welled in her eyes, and she said in a sob, "This sound is terrifying! What should we do?" Her eyes were filled with helplessness and despair; in this dark predicament, she felt an unprecedented fear. However, looking at her steadfast companions beside her, she told herself to be strong and not give up easily.

The mysterious figure frowned, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He maintained the fusion of runes and light elements while desperately analyzing the source and purpose of the chanting. "This chanting seems to resonate with some ancient, evil force. We must break the shield as soon as possible to prevent it from summoning an even more powerful being, or we will all be doomed." He knew the situation was critical; every second was crucial. The shield, though fluctuating under the impact of the light, stubbornly held on.

Huanmo took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. He concentrated all his energy, trying to break through the interference of the eerie chanting and maximize the power of the light element guided by the artifact. The artifact's light flickered, and with his efforts, the light element gradually condensed into a powerful pillar of light, shooting towards the figure's shield. Seeing this, the mysterious figure also increased the power of the runes, and the runes intertwined with the light element, making the light even more dazzling.

"Everyone, pull together! We can't let it succeed!" Huanmo shouted. Yichen gritted his teeth and used all his strength to stab the broken spear into the light, trying to increase the power of the attack. The woman in white also wiped away her tears and poured the power of the ribbon into it. The ribbon transformed into a white stream of light and merged into the light.

Under the combined attack of the group, cracks finally appeared on the figure's shield. Wisps of black smoke emanated from the cracks, as if the shield was struggling in agony. However, the eerie chanting grew louder and louder, as if it were making a final stand.

Suddenly, the black mist surrounding the figure swirled violently, forming a massive black vortex. A powerful suction force emanated from the vortex, devouring the surrounding light elements and runic glow. Huanmo and the others felt a powerful force pulling them, their bodies involuntarily drawn closer to the vortex.

"Not good, everyone hold on!" Huanmo shouted, stomping her feet against the ground in an attempt to resist the suction. Yichen plunged the broken spear into the ground, gripping the handle tightly with both hands, her body trembling slightly from the effort. The woman in white clung tightly to a nearby stone pillar, her fingers turning white from the strain, her nails almost digging into the stone. The mysterious figure rapidly formed hand seals, trying to use the power of runes to resist the suction, but with little effect.

Just when everyone was about to give up, Huanmo suddenly noticed a tiny bright spot at the center of the vortex. The spot shimmered with a faint light, seemingly the only flaw in this dark vortex. "Look, everyone, the bright spot at the center of the vortex might be the key! Let's concentrate our attack there!" Huanmo shouted.

Upon hearing this, everyone concentrated their remaining strength and attacked the bright spot at the center of the vortex. Huanmo guided her divine artifact to emit a sharp beam of light, like a blade, shooting towards the bright spot. Yichen wielded his broken spear, a blue light following closely behind. The woman in white transformed her ribbon into a sharp arrow, shooting it towards the bright spot. The mysterious figure unleashed a golden runic light with all its might, merging it into the attack.

Four beams of light converged and shot towards the bright spot at the center of the vortex. The bright spot, impacted by the light, shone brighter and engaged in a fierce battle with the black vortex. For a moment, light and darkness intertwined in the hall, and the collision of forces produced a deafening roar.

Finally, with everyone's combined attack, Liangdian unleashed a powerful burst of energy, gradually dispelling the black vortex. The figure's shield shattered as the vortex dissipated, emitting a loud bang.

The figure was exposed before everyone, looking even weaker, its body swaying precariously. However, a glint of madness flashed in its eyes, as if it had no intention of giving up.

"You think you can defeat me like this? How naive!" the figure roared, then opened its maw, spewing a pillar of black flame towards the crowd. This pillar of flame was thicker and hotter than the previous one, distorting space into black cracks wherever it passed.

Can Huanmo and the others withstand this powerful pillar of black flame? How can they completely defeat this mysterious figure and pass the third trial? And what secrets and challenges await them after this third trial? Everything is still unknown; danger, like a heavy dark cloud, still weighs heavily on the hearts of Huanmo and the others…