Chasing Wife in Crematorium: Abandoned Young Master

It seems that we have arrived in a completely different world from before.”

Ivan said slowly, with a hint of exploratory excitement in his tone, "This world is full of light and vitality, as if that dark magic had never existed."

"Yes, I feel a powerful protective force that is protecting this world."

The old man pondered, his eyes flashing with awe and curiosity, "Perhaps this is the source of power we have been looking for."

The team continued to move forward, their steps were brisk and powerful, as if they were infected by the brightness and hope of this world.

And those strange creatures, either flying in the sky or shuttling through the woods, seemed full of curiosity and friendliness towards this world they suddenly broke into.

"This world... seems like a paradise."

Tong Luoluo said softly, her eyes flashing with longing and shock, "Those magical plants, their light is so dazzling, as if they contain endless vitality."

"Yes, everything in this world is full of miracles." Rong Yu sighed. His sword had been sheathed, but the vigilance in his eyes had not relaxed. "However, we still have to be careful. After all, everything here is unknown."

At this moment, a warm and gentle magical wave came from not far away, with a strange rhythm, like a call.

"Over there... there seems to be something attracting me." Tong Luoluo held the treasure tightly, her eyes flashing with curiosity and determination, "Let's go over and take a look."

The team quickly changed direction and headed towards the magical fluctuations. As the distance got closer, they were surprised to find that it was a huge altar of light, which emitted a soft magical light, as if it was the guardian heart of this world.

"This is..." Ivan exclaimed, his eyes flashing with shock, "This altar... seems to have some deeper connection with the treasure!"

"Yes, I felt a strong resonance." Tong Luoluo held the treasure tightly, her hands trembling slightly, "Perhaps, this altar can tell us how to fully master the power of the treasure."

The team quickly approached the altar, their heartbeats speeding up as the distance got closer. They saw complex magic runes engraved on the altar, which flickered with a faint light, like an ancient spell.

"These runes... I seem to have seen them somewhere before." The old man pondered, his eyes revealing a trace of deep thought, "Let me take a closer look."

The old man slowly approached the altar, his fingers gently touching the runes, as if he was having a silent conversation with them. Suddenly, the light on the altar became brighter, and a powerful wave of magic surged out of it, enveloping everyone in it.

"This...what kind of power is this?" a soldier exclaimed, with confusion and shock flashing in his eyes.

"I don't know, but this power seems very pure." The old man pondered, with a hint of awe in his eyes, "Perhaps, this is the world's recognition of us."

At this moment, the runes on the altar suddenly lit up, and they seemed to form a huge scroll, slowly unfolding before everyone's eyes. In the scroll, mysterious things emerged one after another, and they were inextricably linked to the treasures, as if they were the keys to unsolved mysteries.

"This... is this the history and mission of the treasure?" Alvin exclaimed, with a gleam of exploration in his eyes, "We seem to have found a way to master the power of the treasure!"

"Yes, these runes record the true power and mission of the treasure." The old man said slowly, with a bit of solemnity in his voice, "And this world may be the ultimate secret guarded by the treasure."

The team was immersed in the mystery of the altar, their heartbeats resonating with the fluctuations of magic power, as if they had become a part of this world. However, just as this warm power was about to dissipate, a sudden crisis broke the calm again.

A powerful dark magic surged from afar, carrying a chilling breath that enveloped the entire world. The dark magic seemed to be an irresistible force, rapidly approaching with a breath of destruction.

"Oh no, that dark magic is coming again!" Rong Yu shouted immediately, and his long sword swung, bringing with it gusts of sharp sword wind, "Everyone, get ready for battle!"

The team quickly alerted, their weapons clenched, their eyes full of vigilance. In the distant sky, a black cloud was approaching rapidly, carrying with it a powerful dark magic, like an irresistible disaster.

"Why is that dark magic so powerful? It seems to be more ferocious than before!" Tong Luoluo exclaimed, her hands tightly grasping the treasure, as if she could feel the resonance and struggle in it.

"I don't know, but that power is definitely not a good one." The old man's face was solemn, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes. "We must find the core power of this world as soon as possible, otherwise we will not be able to cope with the upcoming crisis."

The team moved quickly, speeding up their pace to find the core power of this world as soon as possible. However, just as they were about to reach a huge palace, the black cloud was approaching them.

"Everyone be careful, the enemy is coming!" Rong Yu shouted, and he rushed towards the black cloud first, swinging his sword, bringing up gusts of sharp sword wind.

The battle is about to break out, swords and sabers are intertwined in the air, and magical light shines, illuminating the world.