A Mysterious Journey Through the Shang Dynasty

In the palace, the war was in full swing. The air was filled with smoke and the tense atmosphere seemed to freeze the air. The huge and ferocious body of the shadow monster roared wantonly in the palace, and each attack was as fierce as a storm, carrying a terrifying destructive force.

My clothes were soaked, my hair was messy, I held the weapon tightly in my hand, and tried my best to resist the monster's attack. Every collision made a deafening sound, which was the cry of my unyielding will. Mo Yu was not far away. He was also ragged, his hair was soaked by sweat and stuck to his forehead, but his eyes were extremely firm. He swung the weapon in his hand vigorously, colliding fiercely with the monster again and again, and the sound of metal collision echoed in the palace. Sometimes he jumped high and chopped down hard, the sword wind whistled, as if it could split the air; sometimes he flexibly evaded the monster's attack and counterattacked, his movements were as agile as a cheetah.

Wang Yue was agile, shuttling between the monsters' attacks, the dagger in her hand stabbing out like lightning, each strike accurately aiming at the monsters' weaknesses. Her eyes were focused and sharp, and her brain was working rapidly, looking for the best battle strategy.

Lin Yao has a cool temperament and uses her special abilities to help everyone fight. She dances with her hands, and mysterious rays of light fly out of her hands, wrapping around the monster like ropes, restricting its movements. Her eyes are cold, as if she has no emotion, but each ray of light contains powerful power.

Song Ze stood a little further away, with a soft light emanating from his hands. Once someone was injured, he would quickly perform a healing spell to quickly recover the injured. His eyes were full of concern and worry, and he silently provided logistical support for everyone.

Zhang Yan was passionate and powerful, and he marched forward in battle. He roared loudly, and the flaming spear in his hand danced like a fire dragon. Every attack was accompanied by blazing fire, making the monsters dare not approach easily. His face was full of fighting spirit, as if he was fighting tirelessly.

Ma Yi was calm and reliable, with super strong defense, silently guarding the team members. He held a huge shield and stood firmly in front of everyone, resisting the attacks of the monsters. Every attack of the monsters was blocked by his shield, making a dull sound. His eyes were firm, like a rock, bringing a sense of security to everyone.

Sweat rolled down my forehead, and my brain was working rapidly, trying to find a way out of the dilemma from the depths of my memory. Suddenly, my eyes lit up, like a bright meteor across the night sky. "I remember that the ancient books recorded that the power of the shadow monster comes from the dark curse, and the power of light can restrain it."

"But where can we find the power of light?" I asked eagerly, my voice full of anxiety and expectation. Just as everyone was lost in thought, Homura let out a high-pitched cry. A soft light emanated from it, like the first ray of sunlight in the morning, warm and full of hope. The light became brighter and brighter, as if responding to our predicament. Everyone looked at Homura in surprise, full of doubts. Homura flew in front of us, and the light enveloped everyone, as if giving us strength.

At this time, Mo Yu shouted loudly: "Everyone hold on, we will definitely find a way!" His voice echoed in the palace, giving courage to everyone.

"Is Xiaoyan the source of the power of light?" someone whispered, with a tone full of surprise and expectation. At this time, I suddenly thought: "Xiaoyan can use the Dynasty Beacon to exert the greatest power!" Everyone's eyes were instantly focused on me, because the Dynasty Beacon was being properly preserved by me.

I hurriedly took out the Dynasty Beacon from my body. Although the mysterious light was weak, it seemed to contain endless hope. The lines on the beacon flashed with mysterious light, as if telling an ancient story. Xiaoyan sensed the power of the beacon and flew towards it with a happy cry. When Xiaoyan approached the beacon, the light suddenly became brighter, and a powerful force of light spread like a surging tide.

The Shadow Monster felt this powerful force and roared anxiously. It twisted its body, trying to avoid the impact of this force. But at this time, Xiaoyan was full of strength. It spread its wings and flew high, rushing towards the Shadow Monster with dazzling light like lightning. Under the impact of the power of light, the Shadow Monster retreated step by step. It tried to resist, but it seemed so powerless in front of Xiaoyan's powerful force.

Finally, the shadow monster was completely defeated and disappeared in a cloud of black smoke. Peace returned to the palace, with only Xiao Yan and the Dynasty Beacon emitting warm light. I sat on the ground exhausted, my heart filled with joy and emotion. Although this battle was extremely difficult, we finally won.

Everyone gathered around, their eyes sparkling with excitement. Someone asked, "What should we do now?"

I stood up and looked at Xiao Yan and the Dynasty Beacon. "We must continue to explore the secrets of the Lingyun Dynasty and find a way to restore the Brilliant Wing Guards to their original state. Xiao Yan and the Dynasty Beacon will be the light of hope for us to move forward." Everyone nodded, and we set out on the journey again, with hope and courage, to uncover the mystery behind the Lingyun Dynasty. Our figures gradually walked away in the palace, but the light of hope always illuminated our way forward.