End of the World Crisis, My Husband is from Ancient Times

Teng Junze and Fan Mengmeng approached the ancient rune cautiously, and every step seemed to be stepping on the long river of time.

The runes exude an ancient and mysterious aura, and the surrounding space seems to be affected and distorted by the power of the runes.

A strange energy fluctuation permeated the air, spreading out like ripples, sometimes as gentle as a breeze, sometimes as strong as surging waves.

The runes shimmered with a faint blue light, and the patterns on them were complex and mysterious, as bright as the stars, and like an ancient spell, containing endless secrets.

The surrounding scenery, illuminated by the rune light, appears illusory and unreal, as if one is in a dream.

An inexplicable force pulled the two of them, as if sucking them into the center of the rune.

Fan Mengmeng did not wait for Teng Junze to interpret it, but relied on her ability to understand the past and present to gently place her hand on the rune.

The moment her fingertips touched the rune, a surge of electric energy instantly spread throughout her body, making her feel numb.

She closed her eyes, concentrated, and felt the ancient message contained in the runes.

Her bold move surprised Teng Junze a little, but then a relieved smile appeared on his lips.

The light of the runes around her seemed to soften, as if acknowledging her actions.

Teng Junze stood quietly by, guarding Fan Mengmeng, his deep eyes full of love and trust.

Ancient pictures emerged in Fan Mengmeng's mind, with mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars flashing by like a kaleidoscope.

She seemed to have traveled through time and space, back to ancient times, and witnessed the birth and evolution of runes.

A powerful force surged into her body from the rune, making her feel stronger than ever before.

"I saw it..." Fan Mengmeng opened her eyes, her eyes flashing with excitement, "I saw it..."

"What did you see?" Teng Junze asked gently, holding her hand lightly.

Fan Mengmeng took a deep breath and was about to speak, but her expression suddenly changed. She stared at the rune and said in horror, "Something's wrong..."

Before Fan Mengmeng finished speaking, the air around them suddenly turned cold, and the originally soft rune light instantly became as sharp as a knife, as if countless sharp blades were hanging above their heads.

The surrounding scenery began to distort, and the air was filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.

Immediately afterwards, a low roar came from all directions, as if the evil spirits from the depths of hell were roaring.

"Be careful!" Teng Junze protected Fan Mengmeng behind him and glanced around sharply.

His body was like a taut bow, ready to strike at any moment.

As soon as he finished speaking, countless black shadows emerged from the void. They had different shapes, some looked like wandering ghosts, some looked like snarling demons, emitting a chilling and cold aura.

The eyes of these spirits were red, and they pounced towards the two of them frantically like bloodthirsty beasts.

"What are these?" Fan Mengmeng exclaimed, her eyes full of shock.

She had never seen such a strange existence.

"They are the spirits guarding the runes!" Teng Junze shouted in a low voice, and his aura suddenly rose.

He drew the sword from his waist, and the sword flashed with cold light, like a dragon emerging from the abyss.

His body was as fast as lightning, shuttling between the spirits. Every swing of his sword was like thunder, repelling any spirit that tried to approach.

However, the number of spirits was too large. They surged like a tide and attacked as densely as raindrops, making Teng Junze overwhelmed.

As the swords crossed, Teng Junze's clothes were cut by the claws of the spirit, and blood oozed out, staining a corner of his battle robe red.

The surrounding trees were shaking under the impact of the spirit's power, branches and leaves were flying, and the scene was a mess.

Although Teng Junze was brave, he gradually felt a little tired in front of this large group of spirits.

"Junze, let me help you!" Fan Mengmeng felt nervous when she saw this.

She no longer hesitated and placed her palm on the rune again. An even more powerful energy surged into her body like a volcanic eruption.

This power surged like a surging river, instantly filling her limbs and bones.

She felt as if she had become one with the rune and could sense the ancient power contained deep within it.

Fan Mengmeng's mind moved, and she passed this powerful force to Teng Junze.

Teng Junze, who was originally exhausted, suddenly felt a powerful force surging into his body, as if a stream of sweet spring water was nourishing his dry body.

His body shook, and the sword in his hand began to emit a brighter light. Every time he swung it, it carried the power to split mountains and break rocks.

"Hah!" Teng Junze roared, and the sword light was like a rainbow, instantly repelling the spirits that besieged him.

He descended like a god of war, majestic and powerful. Every attack he made was powerful, defeating the spirits that tried to approach him.

The spirits were defeated by Teng Junze's violent power and let out shrill roars, as if they were afraid of this sudden powerful force.

The sunlight penetrated the clouds and shone on Teng Junze and Fan Mengmeng, as if they were coated with a layer of golden light.

They stood side by side, their robes fluttering in the wind, like gods, emitting a powerful aura of oppression.

The originally eerie and terrifying atmosphere suddenly became bright.

"We won..." Fan Mengmeng wiped the sweat from her forehead and a bright smile appeared on her face.

Teng Junze gripped the sword tightly in his hand, his eyes fixed on the rune, his eyes full of doubt, "Something's wrong..."

The light of the rune suddenly dimmed, like a star about to burn out, and the last light flashed away.

A suffocating silence followed, as if the whole world held its breath.

However, this silence is just the calm before the storm.

An even more powerful force, like a sleeping dragon awakened, gushed out from the depths of the rune, trying to expel Teng Junze and Fan Mengmeng from this space.

The space began to vibrate violently, and the ground cracked into hideous cracks, like a huge mouth of the abyss, ready to swallow them.

Stones fell like raindrops, hitting them all around with a deafening sound.

The smell of danger filled the air, making it suffocating.

Fan Mengmeng felt like a fallen leaf, being ruthlessly swept up by the strong wind and could be torn to pieces at any time.

The powerful force pulled her body, as if trying to tear her away from Teng Junze.

Her hand tightly grasped Teng Junze's sleeve, her knuckles turned white, as if she wanted to crush his sleeve.

"Junze...I...I'm scared..." Fan Mengmeng's voice was trembling with a hint of tears.

Her body was stretched so hard that it felt like it was about to be torn into pieces.

Teng Junze hugged Fan Mengmeng tightly, his eyes firm, "Don't be afraid, Mengmeng, I won't let you leave me!" His voice was as hard as a rock, with unquestionable strength.

He held Fan Mengmeng tightly in his arms and used his body to protect her from the powerful force.

The surrounding space began to collapse, and rocks fell like hail, hitting Teng Junze with a dull sound.

His body was shaking, but he still held Fan Mengmeng tightly and refused to let go.

"Jun Ze..." Fan Mengmeng's voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible. Her consciousness began to blur and everything in front of her became distorted.

Suddenly, Teng Junze felt a strong suction force that was about to suck them into an unknown area.

He was startled and looked up suddenly, only to see...

Teng Junze hugged Fan Mengmeng tightly, his eyes were extremely firm, like two shining stars, emitting dazzling light in the darkness.

"Mengmeng, no matter what happens, I will never let go of your hand." His voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to hit Fan Mengmeng's heart like a heavy hammer, giving her endless sense of security.

Fan Mengmeng raised her head and looked at Teng Junze with tearful eyes. His face looked exceptionally handsome under the flickering light of the runes, like a god descending from heaven.

She stretched out her trembling hand and gently stroked his cheek, feeling the warmth of his skin, his heartbeat, and his love.

Their eyes met, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Their ambiguity and tenderness reached their peak at this moment, like a blooming rose, exuding an intoxicating fragrance.

Just when they thought they were going to be expelled and swallowed by that powerful force, something strange happened.

The force pulling them receded as quickly as the tide and disappeared without a trace.

The surrounding space also stopped shaking, the falling rocks also stopped falling, everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Teng Junze and Fan Mengmeng slowly opened their eyes and were surprised to find that a huge door appeared in front of them.

The door is made entirely of unknown metal and shines with a strange light, like the brightest star in the night sky.

The door is carved with intricate patterns, which flow slowly under the light like living things, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

The door slowly opened, and a ray of golden light poured out from the gap, illuminating the surrounding space.

In the light, it seemed as if countless stars were twinkling, like a passage leading to another world.

What is hidden behind this door?

Is it a stairway to heaven or a portal to hell?

"Mengmeng..." Teng Junze held Fan Mengmeng's hand tightly, his voice trembling, expectant, and uneasy, "We..."