Taking the opportunity of traveling through books

A glimmer of hope is emerging

The light from my palm grew brighter, burning my eyes. This surge of power surged, like a long-dormant dragon finally finding an outlet. I felt a warm current rising from my dantian, rapidly flowing through my body. The wound that had been aching slightly began to heal. What...what was going on? My mind was filled with doubts, but my hands did not hesitate.

I fixed my gaze on Wei Qing, Wei Xue, and Hao Shuang. Their faces were pale, their eyes filled with fear. They sensed the power and began to retreat in panic.

"Are you scared now? It's too late!" I snorted coldly, and the light in my palm turned into a beam of light, shooting directly at Wei Qing.

Wei Qing screamed and dodged in panic, but the beam was too fast for her to avoid completely. It grazed her arm, leaving a deep wound and blood gushing out instantly.

Seeing this, Wei Xue screamed and rushed towards me, trying to stop me. I slapped her back with my palm, knocking her away. She fell heavily to the ground, groaning in pain.

"You're overestimating yourself!" I looked at her coldly. Just as I was about to attack again, I suddenly felt a powerful force attacking Hao Yang. I turned around and saw Hao Shuang attacking Hao Yang frantically. Although Hao Yang had regained some consciousness, his body was still very weak and he couldn't resist Hao Shuang's attack at all.

Hao Yang groaned, a drop of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. My heart sank, and a surge of rage washed over me. Damn Hao Shuang, taking advantage of someone in distress!

I was extremely anxious. While trying to resist the attacks of Wei Qing and Wei Xue, I also tried to find a way to pass this mysterious power to Hao Yang. However, this power seemed to only obey my orders, and I couldn't control it to help Hao Yang at all.

I gritted my teeth, concentrated once more, and attempted to communicate with the mysterious instrument. Gradually, I felt the connection between me and the instrument grow stronger. I seemed to hear an ancient and mysterious voice, guiding me and telling me how to use this power.

I followed the voice's instructions and injected some of my strength into Hao Yang. Hao Yang's body shook violently, and his previously dim eyes instantly brightened. He felt a surge of strength within him, and his previous sense of weakness vanished.

He stood up and looked at me, his eyes full of gratitude and surprise. "Yaoyao, I..."

I smiled at him, signaling him to be quiet. "Now is not the time to relax; we are still in danger." I turned to look at Hao Shuang, my eyes flashing with cold murderous intent.

"Hao Shuang," I said in a cold voice, "your death has come." I gathered all the remaining strength in my hands, transformed it into a dazzling beam of light, and rushed straight towards Hao Shuang... "No..." Hao Shuang's terrified voice stopped abruptly...

Hao Shuang turned to ash, dissipating into the air. I finally breathed a sigh of relief, but I didn't dare slack off. Wei Qing and Wei Xue were frantic, their eyes blazing with hatred. They roared and lunged at me desperately. I knew Hao Shuang's death had completely enraged them, and now they wanted nothing more than to perish with me.

I was extremely anxious. Although Hao Yang had regained some consciousness, he was still very weak and was no match for Wei Qing and Wei Xue. I had to transfer this mysterious power to him as soon as possible, otherwise we would all die here.

While I struggled to resist Wei Qing and Wei Xue's frenzied attacks, I simultaneously attempted to communicate with the mysterious artifact once again. However, perhaps because I had just forcibly transferred some of my power to Hao Yang, my connection with the artifact had become much weaker. I felt the mysterious power rapidly dissipating, and I was almost losing my grip on it.

"Wei Yao! Die!" Wei Qing screamed, condensing a black ball of energy in her hand and hurling it at me. I dodged, and the ball grazed my shoulder, leaving a burning wound. I gritted my teeth, swallowing the pain, and continued to try to communicate with the instrument.

Wei Xue seized the opportunity to attack me. She wielded a sharp dagger, each strike deadly, aiming for my vitals. I struggled to keep up, quickly racked with wounds. Blood dripped down my arm, staining the ground red.

I felt my strength rapidly draining away, and my consciousness began to blur. No, I couldn't fall! I still had Hao Yang to protect, and I still had my mission to complete! I gritted my teeth and forced myself to stay awake. I had to hold on, even if there was only a glimmer of hope, I couldn't give up!

I concentrated my mind once more, focusing all my thoughts on the mysterious instrument. Gradually, I felt the connection between me and the instrument reestablished. The mysterious power surged into me once again, though weak, but it rekindled my hope.

"Ah!" I roared, concentrating all my strength in my palms and pushing hard at Wei Qing and Wei Xue. A powerful shockwave swept out, knocking the two of them flying. They fell heavily to the ground, blood spurting from their mouths, clearly seriously injured.

I took the opportunity to sit cross-legged, concentrating all my energy on communicating with the instrument. I felt the mysterious power continuously flowing into my body, then through my palms, slowly flowing to Hao Yang. Hao Yang's body began to tremble slightly, and his face gradually regained its rosy color.

I know I'm almost there.

But at this moment, a powerful force suddenly struck, abruptly interrupting the connection between Hao Yang and me. I suddenly opened my eyes and saw Wei Qing had stood up without me noticing. She was holding a black stone in her hand, and her eyes were flashing with madness.

"Want to save him? Dream on!" Wei Qing smirked, hurling the black stone at me fiercely... I instinctively reached out to block it... "Yaoyao!" Hao Yang roared... The black stone, shrouded in a chilling murderous aura, flew straight towards me. I instinctively closed my eyes, but the expected excruciating pain never arrived. A muffled groan, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. I trembled as I opened my eyes and saw Hao Yang standing in front of me, the black stone embedded in his chest. Blood gushed out, staining his clothes red.

"Hao Yang!" I screamed and rushed to his side, tears streaming down my face. "Are you crazy? Why did you block for me?"

His face was pale and his lips were bloodless, but he smiled weakly at me: "Fool, if I don't block it, you will die..." He coughed violently a few times, and more blood flowed out of his mouth.

I frantically tore off my sleeve, trying to bandage his wound, only to discover that the black stone, emitting a strange aura, was constantly eroding his body. I cried out in despair, but was powerless.

Seeing this, Wei Qing let out a sharp, wild laugh. "Hahaha! Wei Yao, you've failed after all! You're all going to die here!" She approached, her eyes gleaming with bloodthirstiness. Wei Xue also struggled to her feet. Although seriously injured, the hatred in her eyes remained undimmed.

I hugged Hao Yang tightly and closed my eyes in despair. Is this our end? Are we really going to die here?

Just when I was completely desperate, I felt Hao Yang's body suddenly tremble violently. He held my hand tightly, his knuckles white and his palm cold.

"Yaoyao... don't be afraid..." He uttered a few words with difficulty, his voice so weak that it was almost inaudible.

I opened my eyes and saw a faint golden light emanating from him. That golden light clashed with the black stone, producing a sizzling sound. A glimmer of hope suddenly rose in my heart. Could this be the effect of that mysterious power?

The golden light grew brighter and brighter, gradually enveloping the black stone. Seeing this, Wei Qing and Wei Xue's faces changed drastically. They stepped back in horror, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"This...how is this possible?!" Wei Qing screamed.

I stared at Hao Yang closely, my heart filled with anticipation and anxiety. I felt a powerful force surging through his body, a force even stronger than I had felt before.

Hao Yang's body began to tremble violently, his face growing increasingly red. He suddenly opened his eyes, a dazzling light flashing in them. He grabbed the black stone embedded in his chest and pulled hard. The black stone shattered into dust.

He slowly stood up, emitting a powerful aura, as if a god had descended from heaven. He looked at Wei Qing and Wei Xue with cold eyes, devoid of any emotion.

I saw him move his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

Then, he slowly raised his right hand...