I walk sideways in the game world

A dazzling golden light shone through the crack in the door, and Ren Xiaoyao instinctively squinted his eyes. When he adjusted to the light and saw the scene behind the stone door clearly, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Behind the stone gate was not the expected treasure-filled storehouse, but a vast platform. Mist shrouded the platform, as if it were suspended in the heavens. In its center, an ancient altar stood proudly, emitting a soft white light.

Next to the altar, an old man in white clothes stood with his hands behind his back. His hair and beard were all white, but he looked energetic. He was Elder Bai who had fought with Ren Xiaoyao in the dense forest before.

"How... could it be you?!" Ren Xiaoyao said in disbelief, his tone unable to hide the shock.

Elder Bai slowly turned around, a mocking smile on his old face: "Why? Are you surprised that I'm here?"

"You..." Ren Xiaoyao was speechless for a moment. He had never expected that Elder Bai would arrive here before them. Could it be that their previous encounter was deliberately arranged by Elder Bai?

"Don't be surprised. Everything you've done along the way was under my control." Elder Bai said calmly, as if describing a trivial matter. "I simply used a trick to lure you here."

Hearing this, the team members behind Ren Xiaoyao were immediately outraged and started cursing loudly.

"rat!"

"What on earth do you want to do?!"

Elder Bai turned a deaf ear to their angry curses, only staring at Ren Xiaoyao with a burning gaze. He slowly said, "Ren Xiaoyao, I have to admit that you are indeed quite capable, having made it this far. It's a pity that you are too greedy. The things in this treasure house are not something that people like you can get your hands on!"

"Hmph, who will win is still unknown!" Ren Xiaoyao snorted coldly, a fierce look flashing in his eyes, "I advise you to hand over the treasure obediently, otherwise..."

"What else?" Elder Bai interrupted him, his expression becoming even more sarcastic. "With these defeated soldiers behind you, you think you can fight me?"

"You..." Ren Xiaoyao was speechless. He knew that what Elder Bai said was right. After the previous battle, they were already at the end of their strength, while Elder Bai was unharmed and his strength was even more unfathomable.

"What? You have nothing to say?" Elder Bai looked at Ren Xiaoyao, a glint of contempt in his eyes. "If that's the case, don't blame me for being rude!"

After saying this, he slowly raised his right hand, and a powerful pressure instantly enveloped the entire platform...

The overwhelming pressure was like an invisible mountain, pressing down on Ren Xiaoyao and the others, making it almost impossible for them to breathe. Some of the weaker team members were even forced to kneel on the ground, their faces pale.

"With your limited strength, you dare to lay your hands on the treasure house?" Elder Bai sneered, a cold light flashing in his eyes, "You really don't know what you can do!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure flashed and turned into a shadow, instantly appearing in front of Ren Xiaoyao. His five fingers formed into claws, and with a sharp gust of wind, he grabbed Ren Xiaoyao's throat.

Ren Xiaoyao was well prepared. He retreated violently and unsheathed the sword in his hand. A cold light flashed and he met Elder Bai's attack.

"clang!"

The sound of metal clashing rang out, sparks flying everywhere. Elder Bai paused, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. Clearly, he hadn't expected Ren Xiaoyao to be able to withstand his blow.

"You've got some skills!" Elder Bai snorted coldly, but he continued his attack. His palms flew and attacked Ren Xiaoyao like a storm.

Ren Xiaoyao didn't dare to delay. The long sword in his hand transformed into a series of afterimages, neutralizing Elder Bai's attacks one by one. The two of them fought on the platform, sword energy crisscrossing, palm winds whistling, and the surrounding clouds and mist were shaken away, revealing a clear sky.

During the fierce battle, Ren Xiaoyao gradually adapted to Elder Bai's attack rhythm and began to use the treasures he had previously obtained from the treasury, gradually turning the tide. The long sword in his hand was already extremely sharp, and with the blessing of the treasures, its power was doubled, leaving deep wounds on Elder Bai's body.

"Damn it!"

Elder Bai roared, his aura surging. A powerful wave of force erupted from his body, scattering the surrounding clouds and mist. He formed seals with his hands and muttered something, a destructive aura gathering around him.

"Xiaoyao, be careful! He's going to fight to the death!" Seeing this, Xia Lin's face changed drastically and she reminded anxiously.

Ren Xiaoyao also knew that the situation was critical and did not dare to hold back at all. He poured all his true energy into the sword. The sword shone brightly and a sharp sword intent soared into the sky and pierced the clouds.

"go to hell!"

Elder Bai roared angrily and pushed his hands forward. A dazzling beam of light gushed out from his hands, like an angry dragon, roaring and rushing towards Ren Xiaoyao.

Facing this devastating blow, Ren Xiaoyao's face became solemn. He knew that this blow would determine the outcome of this battle!

"Xiaoyao!"

At the critical moment, Xia Lin suddenly appeared in front of Ren Xiaoyao with her arms open, and a transparent light shield enveloped her and Ren Xiaoyao.

The beam of light struck the light shield, emitting a deafening roar. The entire platform began to tremble violently, as if it would collapse at any moment...

When the smoke and dust cleared, Ren Xiaoyao looked at the shaky Xia Lin in front of him, and the light shield behind her that was about to shatter, and asked in a deep voice: "How much longer can you hold on?" When the smoke and dust cleared, Ren Xiaoyao looked at the shaky Xia Lin in front of him, and the light shield behind her that was about to shatter, and asked in a deep voice: "How much longer can you hold on?"

Xia Lin's face was pale, with a trace of blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, but she still looked at Ren Xiaoyao firmly and said, "Don't worry about me, I can still hold on! You...you must find his weakness and defeat him!"

Ren Xiaoyao felt a pang of pain in his heart. He knew that Xia Lin was using her own life to buy him time. He took a deep breath, staring intently at Elder Bai, trying to find his flaws.

Although Elder Bai had launched such a powerful attack, his current state was also very poor. His breathing was disordered, and his face was as pale as paper, clearly exhausted. Moreover, Ren Xiaoyao noticed that Elder Bai's right hand was trembling slightly, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.

"It's right there!" Ren Xiaoyao's heart moved. He remembered an ancient book he had seen in the treasure house before. It recorded that people who practiced this forbidden technique could gain powerful strength in a short period of time, but would also have a fatal weakness, that is, the meridians in the right hand would become extremely fragile.

Thinking of this, Ren Xiaoyao no longer hesitated. He flashed and avoided Elder Bai's frontal attack. At the same time, he shook the sword in his hand, which turned into a flash of lightning and pierced Elder Bai's right wrist.

"You are looking for death!" Elder Bai roared and tried to retract his right hand, but it was too late.

"puff!"

The long sword pierced Elder Bai's right wrist accurately like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, and blood splattered.

"Ah!" Elder Bai let out a shrill scream. The power in his body suddenly lost control like a flood that broke through a dam and began to rage wildly.

"Not good!" Ren Xiaoyao's face changed. He knew that this was a sign that Elder Bai had gone astray.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Elder Bai's body was torn into pieces by the violent force, turning into a bloody mist.

Ren Xiaoyao was also blown away by this powerful force, fell heavily to the ground, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Xiaoyao!" Seeing this, Xia Lin quickly ran to Ren Xiaoyao, helped him up, and asked anxiously, "How are you? Are you hurt?"

Ren Xiaoyao shook his head, indicating that he was fine. He struggled to stand up and walked to the center of the platform. He looked at the treasure emitting a dazzling light, but his eyes were not filled with joy, but rather with a complicated expression.

He stretched out his hand and gently touched the treasure. A powerful force instantly surged into his body, making him feel stronger than ever before.

But at the same time, he also felt a bone-chilling chill and an indescribable sense of emptiness.

He suddenly understood that true strength does not come from external things, but from inner growth.

He turned around and looked at Charlene and his companions who had fought desperately for him, his heart filled with gratitude and warmth.

"Let's go, let's go back." Ren Xiaoyao said lightly, but his voice was full of determination.

Xia Lin nodded and gently placed her hand on Ren Xiaoyao's. The two of them smiled at each other, and everything was said without words. In the distance, the setting sun stretched their shadows very far...

Ren Xiaoyao led his exhausted yet unconcealedly excited team out of the mysterious treasure house. The setting sun stretched their figures into an unusually long space, as if foreshadowing the start of a new journey. Along the way, everyone chatted and laughed, reminiscing about their previous adventures, their words filled with admiration for Ren Xiaoyao and their hopes for the future.

Back at the villa, Ren Xiaoyao declined everyone's invitation to a celebration banquet and went to the back mountain alone. Looking at the glittering treasure in his hand, he fell into deep thought. This treasure contained enough power to subvert the entire martial arts world, but he knew that the temptation of power was often accompanied by destruction.

"Brother Xiaoyao, what are you thinking about?" Xia Lin's voice sounded behind him, with a hint of worry in her tone.

Ren Xiaoyao turned his head and looked into Xia Lin's clear eyes, a warm feeling welling up in his heart. "I was wondering how this treasure should be used to truly benefit the world."

Xia Lin walked over to him, gently held his hand, and said firmly, "I believe you, Brother Xiaoyao, you will definitely make the right choice."

Ren Xiaoyao took her hand, a look of determination flashing in his eyes. "I've decided. I'm going to use the power of this treasure to create a barrier to protect the peace of the martial arts world, so that those with evil intentions will never again cause trouble!"

Xia Lin's eyes were full of admiration. She knew that Ren Xiaoyao's choice meant that he would give up the possibility of becoming the overlord of the world, but this was exactly what made him different from others. What he cared about was the people of the world, not his own selfish interests.

News quickly spread throughout the martial arts world. Ren Xiaoyao's decision to use the treasure to protect peace rather than keep it for himself boosted his reputation to unprecedented heights. People praised his broad-mindedness and generosity, and regarded him as the patron saint of the martial arts world.

As the sun sets, the golden afterglow falls on the top of the mountain. Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin stand side by side, looking at the magnificent mountains and rivers in the distance.

"Lin'er," Ren Xiaoyao said softly, with a hint of emotion in his tone, "The road ahead is still long and full of unknown challenges, but I will always be by your side."

Charlene leaned gently against his shoulder, a happy smile on her face. "I believe that as long as we are together, no difficulty can stop us."

A gentle breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness and a strange breath. Ren Xiaoyao's heart suddenly moved. He felt as if something was calling him, and this call came from far away...