The contestant is too old, sister Zhou is crazy

"Servant of Shadow, your appearance is not unexpected." Su Mo responded calmly, his eyes as sharp as torches, "No matter how the darkness spreads, the light will eventually illuminate every corner."

"How shameless! Let us see if light can maintain its pride when facing its deepest fear." The shadow gradually materialized, forming a tall black shadow, with mockery and provocation.

"Fear? We have long learned to coexist with it and draw strength from it." Zhao Ming drew his sword and stood firm.

At this time, the creatures watching began to whisper, their eyes fluctuating between surprise and awe.

"Look, those are the legendary messengers of light. They actually dare to face the servants of shadows!" said a clever fox to his companion.

"Yes, I didn't expect that the power of light can really bring courage to people." The little deer beside him nodded gently, with hope flashing in his eyes.

Witnessed by all creatures, Su Mo, Li Zixue and Zhao Ming fought a battle of will and strength against the servants of shadows. Every battle not only tested their martial arts, but also tested whether the light in their hearts was strong enough.

Just as the battle was reaching its climax, a dazzling light suddenly gushed out from the Fountain of Light, forcing the servants of shadows to retreat. The light seemed to contain an ancient power, and it was the Holy Relic of Light that they had been looking for that responded to the call.

"This... is this the Holy Artifact of Light?" Zhao Ming widened his eyes, looking in disbelief at the object emitting soft light slowly rising. It was neither a sword nor a scepter, but a badge inlaid with dazzling gems, emitting warm and firm energy.

"It has chosen you." The voice of the singer in the forest sounded with approval, "The Holy Relic of Light will always belong to those with the brightest hearts."

The badge gently fell into Su Mo's palm, as if it had some kind of wonderful resonance with him. At that moment, he felt an unprecedented power, a great sense of mission that connected the past and the future, and all the messengers of light.

"We succeeded!" Li Zixue cheered and Zhao Ming could not hide his excitement. The three of them hugged each other tightly, and everything around them seemed to be cheering for their victory.

Just as they were immersed in the joy of victory, a gust of rapid wind brought a mysterious message: "Messengers of light, this is just the beginning. More difficult challenges are waiting for you ahead. Are you ready? The real battle is about to begin..."

The words faded away with the wind, leaving behind not only suspense but also infinite expectations for the future. Su Mo looked into the distance and had the answer in his heart: "No matter what the road ahead is, as long as there is light in our hearts, we have nothing to fear."

As everyone watched, the three messengers of light continued on their journey with the holy vessels. Their figures gradually blended into the glow of the morning light, leaving behind a trail of firm and hopeful footprints.

"Look! They are true warriors! Even the servants of shadows are defeated by them!" A bird with colorful wings said excitedly to its companions around it on a branch, its feathers trembling slightly with excitement.

"Yes, light has never been so close to us." An old badger walked out slowly, with a rare brilliance in his eyes. He whispered to the younger generation around him, "It is said that when the messenger of light appears with the holy weapon, it is a sign of the decline of the dark forces."

Upon hearing this, the creatures around began to whisper to each other, and discussions arose one after another, full of admiration for the Messenger of Light and curiosity about the future.

Just as the atmosphere was heated, the voice of the singer in the forest sounded again, like a breeze blowing through the soul: "Messengers of light, remember the honor and responsibility of this moment. Although the power of the holy weapon is strong, the real power comes from the light in your heart. The road ahead will be more difficult and dangerous than the past."

Su Mo raised the badge in his hand, letting it shine in the sun, and said firmly: "Singer, we will remember your teachings in our hearts. This light is not only for ourselves, but also for all living beings who yearn for light."

Li Zixue gently stroked the badge, her gentle eyes revealing determination: "We will be the light that penetrates the darkness. No matter how rough the road ahead is, we will not stop."

Zhao Ming clenched his sword and vowed: "We are the messengers of light. We will never retreat in the face of darkness. As long as our faith remains, light will eventually spread to every inch of land."

At this time, an old man who had not appeared before slowly approached. His face was weathered, but his eyes were bright, as if he could see through everything in the world: "I heard about your deeds and came here from a distant village. I am the guardian of history and know many secrets that have been sealed by time. Light Messenger, what you have undertaken is far more than a simple battle."

The three of them focused their eyes on the mysterious old man, their hearts filled with curiosity and anticipation.

"An ancient prophecy mentioned that the return of the Holy Relic of Light will trigger a catastrophe and rebirth." The old man's tone was heavy, but there was a hint of hope in his eyes. "What you are embarking on is a road of redemption and a journey of self-transcendence. Ahead, there is an ancient power waiting to awaken, and a hidden conspiracy is gradually surfacing."

"Ancient power?" Li Zixue couldn't help but ask, with a gleam of inquiry in her eyes.

"Yes, the opposition between light and darkness is not a sudden one. There is a more complex balance between the two." The old man continued to explain, and the creatures around him also quieted down and listened with bated breath. "For a long time, there has been a force that secretly guards the balance of the world. It belongs neither to light nor to darkness, but is a harmony of the two."

Su Mo took a deep breath, his eyes firm: "We understand. In order to protect all this, we must become stronger and uncover all the mysteries."

Zhao Ming held Li Zixue and Su Mo's hands tightly. The three of them stood in a row, facing the rising sun, and their vows echoed in the forest: "Whether it is an ancient power or an unknown conspiracy, we will face them one by one until the light shines in every corner."

The old man nodded with satisfaction, took out an old map from his bosom, and handed it to Su Mo: "This is the help I can provide. There are some key locations marked on the map, which are closely related to your journey. I hope you can find more clues on your journey and unlock the chains of fate."

Su Mo took the map and looked at it carefully. An inexplicable sense of mission surged in his heart: "Thank you for your guidance. We will not let you down."

"Then let's set off now, messengers of light." A hint of reluctance flashed in the old man's eyes, but more of it was expectations for the future. "Remember, the world is much bigger than you can imagine, and every life may become the key to your journey."

As the old man finished speaking, the creatures around him made way for him, as if to express their respect and support for the Messenger of Light. An old wolf slowly walked up to them, bowed his head as if to salute, and then spoke, his voice full of wisdom and vicissitudes: "I have never seen the Messenger of Light appear since I was young. Your arrival brings new hope to this land. Please be careful, there are more terrifying beings in the depths of darkness than the servants of shadows."

"We will, wise man." Su Mo responded with a sincere smile, but secretly took note of the old wolf's words in his heart, and became more alert to the unknown challenges.

The three of them set out on their journey again, and each step seemed heavier than the one before, because they understood that from this moment on, they were carrying not only their own destiny, but also the expectations of the entire world.

After passing through a dense forest, they came to an ancient ruin. According to the map, this was once the battlefield of the ancient war between light and darkness, and perhaps they could discover more secrets about the holy artifact. As they carefully explored, a low and ethereal voice came from the depths of the ruins: "Welcome to the shadows of the past, Lightbringer."

"Who is it?" Zhao Ming gripped his sword vigilantly and looked around, but there was no one in sight.

"I am the memory of this ruin, carrying the echoes of countless battles." The voice gradually became clearer, as if it had traveled through time and space. "The answers you are looking for are hidden under this ruin, but they also hide endless trials."

Li Zixue whispered, "Spirit of Memory, can you tell us more?"

"Yes, but you need to experience that forgotten history by yourself." As the words fell, a stone tablet slowly rose in the center of the ruins, engraved with vague patterns and runes, as if telling a story from long ago.

The three of them gathered around the stone tablet and studied it carefully. Suddenly, a beam of light burst out from the center of the stone tablet and surrounded them. When the light faded, they found themselves at the scene of a fierce battle between light and darkness. They were surrounded by fierce fighting between light knights and shadow beasts, and magic duels between light mages and dark wizards. It was extremely shocking.

"This... this is a true re-enactment of history!" Zhao Ming exclaimed in amazement.

"We are not just bystanders." Su Mo said solemnly. He noticed that some of the lights and shadows that were defeated in the battle looked at them for help, as if asking them to change history.

Just as they tried to intervene and try to help a Knight of Light who was about to fall, a gentle female voice sounded in their ears: "Remember, history cannot be tampered with, but you can learn the key to victory from it. Observe carefully and experience the true meaning of light and darkness."

That was the teaching of the singer in the forest. Even here, her voice could still guide them. The three of them traveled through this historical torrent and witnessed countless collisions of light and darkness. Gradually, they seemed to understand something, and the power of light in their hearts seemed to become purer and stronger.

When they returned to reality, the ruins remained, but their eyes were full of determination and resoluteness. "We understand that light does not only mean fighting against darkness, but also understanding, embracing and transforming it." Su Mo said in a deep voice.

"That's right. The real light is lit in the heart. While illuminating yourself, you should also illuminate others." Li Zixue agreed.

"So, where are we going next?" Zhao Ming asked, his eyes already looking into the distance.

"According to the map, we should head to the Frozen Valley in the north, where it is said that there are ancient relics that can balance light and darkness." Su Mo unfolded the map and pointed to a mark.

"The Frozen Valley is a legendary forbidden area. It is said that only one in ten people who enter survive." Li Zixue was a little worried.

"Because of this, that may be where we find the key." Su Mo smiled, and that smile contained fearlessness and confidence in the future.

Just as they were about to set off again, a fox that they had talked to before quietly appeared and handed them a small package, his eyes full of trust and admiration: "This is a small contribution we can make to you. It contains potions and food to resist the severe cold. May the light of light illuminate your path."

"Thank you, little guy." Zhao Ming touched the fox's head gratefully. The latter wagged its tail happily and disappeared into the jungle.

The three of them looked at each other, took a deep breath, and set off on the road to the Frozen Valley. Their backs, elongated against the setting sun, seemed both small and great, full of unknown possibilities.

"No matter how difficult the road ahead is, as long as there is light in your heart, there will be no difficulties that cannot be overcome." Li Zixue's voice sounded softly, as if she was speaking to herself and her companions.

"Yes, we are the messengers of light. Darkness can never stop the progress of light." Su Mo and Zhao Ming responded at the same time. The three of them took more determined steps, moving towards the unknown north and towards a hopeful tomorrow.

"It seems that our journey is more thrilling than we imagined." Zhao Ming joked, but he could not hide his inner excitement.

"Yes, every challenge is a test for us and also an opportunity for growth." Li Zixue responded with a smile, looking forward with a firm gaze.

Along the way, they encountered various creatures, some of which they avoided in awe, while others approached boldly, wanting to witness the messenger of light with their own eyes.

"Look, it's them! Those legendary messengers of light!" A pair of rabbits discussed quietly, their eyes full of surprise.

"I really hope I can be like them and bring light to this world." Another rabbit sighed, with a gleam of longing in his eyes.

In a small town they passed by, the townspeople were talking about it. An old man, leaning on a cane, walked up to them tremblingly and said in a trembling voice: "When I was young, I also dreamed of becoming a hero and fighting against darkness. Now, seeing you, I feel that the light has really returned."

Su Mo bowed and saluted the old man: "Everyone has a ray of light in their heart. You are also a hero on our journey. Thank you for your encouragement."

After saying goodbye to the town, they finally arrived at the edge of the Frozen Valley. The wind was biting cold and the snow was as sharp as a knife. The scene before them was frightening, but it did not make the three retreat a single step.

"This is the Frozen Valley. It feels like even the air is frozen." Zhao Ming exhaled a breath of white air and tightened his clothes.

"Remember the potion the fox gave us. It comes in handy now." Li Zixue reminded them. The three of them took the anti-cold potion and then stepped into the boundless cold.

The frozen valley was full of dangers, but they resolved them one by one with their wisdom and courage. In an unexpected avalanche, they rescued a group of trapped penguins, who expressed their gratitude in their own language. One of the penguins, like a leader, pointed to an ice peak in the distance with his beak: "Gugululu (There, the secret is...)" (End of this chapter)