The male protagonist of the book is poisonous

We stood at the valley's entrance, facing a light curtain shrouded in runes. Brother Lingxiao stepped forward first, his gaze fixed on the runes on the curtain, as if examining an elusive puzzle. His fingers gently traced the air, his movements slow and cautious, each one emulating the soul and life of the runes. After a long moment, he slowly spoke, "These runes appear to be arranged according to an ancient formation. I've only heard of this formation in some fragments of ancient texts. Deciphering it won't be easy. I need some time to concentrate my spiritual energy and attempt to crack it."

He closed his eyes and began to focus on mobilizing the spiritual energy within him. Like an awakened spirit, it slowly rose from his dantian, flowing through his meridians before finally converging on his hands. He released his spiritual energy bit by bit, spreading like a trickle toward the runes on the light curtain. With the influx of spiritual energy, the runes, like disturbed sleepers, flickered even more intensely. Rays of light intertwined and collided, as if resisting the external force, creating a sizzling sound.

Leng Shuang, the woman in white, and I watched nervously from the sidelines, our eyes fixed on the subject, as if a single blink would mean missing a crucial moment. We leaned forward slightly, ready to assist Brother Ling Xiao based on his condition. My palms were sweaty as I tightly gripped the small cloth bag at my waist, containing all my spiritual power talismans, silently praying for Brother Ling Xiao's success. Leng Shuang tightly grasped her ice-based magic weapon, which trembled slightly in her hand, as if sensing the tense atmosphere. The woman in white's gaze was focused, and a faint glow began to emanate around her, the prelude to her auxiliary spell.

After much effort, Brother Lingxiao finally seemed to have discovered the pattern of the runes. His body trembled violently, as if struck by an electric current. Then, he roared, a sound that echoed through the valley, brimming with power. He poured a powerful surge of spiritual energy into the key rune nodes. Like a surging tide, the spiritual power instantly flooded the runes. The light curtain, as if struck by a tremendous impact, trembled violently, and the light flashed with dazzling intensity. Then, the light curtain slowly vanished, like a veil being gently lifted, opening the way into the valley.

Entering the valley, a rich, almost tangible aura permeated the air. Like a thin mist, it gently lingered over the surrounding flowers, plants, and trees, imbuing them with a strange and enchanting glow. We followed a winding path, the stones beneath our feet engraved with ancient patterns. Some resembled mysterious constellations, others resembled ancient mythical beasts, each one seemingly telling a story lost in the dust of time.

Suddenly, a melodious flute sound drifted from the depths of the valley, ethereal and mysterious. The sound flowed through the air like the gurgling of water, and like an invisible hand, gently plucked our heartstrings. Involuntarily, we followed the sound, filled with curiosity and anticipation, eager to explore.

As we reached an open area, the flute music abruptly ceased, vanishing as suddenly as it had begun. The entire valley was instantly plunged into silence. Then, a gigantic spirit beast appeared before us. Its body was the size of a tiger, but it possessed a pair of enormous wings that, when spread, nearly blocked out the sun. Its body was covered in golden scales, which shimmered dazzlingly in the sunlight, like countless golden gems inlaid upon its body. Its eyes were like two blazing flames, radiating a majesty and ferocity that frightened anyone who looked directly at it. It opened its bloody maw and unleashed a deafening roar that echoed through the valley like thunder, ringing in our ears as if the entire valley were trembling.

Leng Shuang clenched the ice magic weapon in her hand. Although there was a hint of nervousness on her face, her eyes were firm. She said, "This should be the guardian spirit beast that Xuanying mentioned. Everyone, be careful."

I launched the attack first. I knew my spiritual talismans weren't the most powerful, but at this moment, it was necessary to test the beast's reaction. I quickly pulled several spiritual talismans from my bag and chanted something, the words flowing from my mouth like a mysterious incantation, carrying an ancient rhythm. Then I threw the talismans at the beast. They quickly ignited in mid-air, transforming into streaks of flame that rushed towards the beast. The flames seemed to have life, twisting and turning in the air, carrying a blazing heat and powerful spiritual power.

The spirit beast remained unhurried, seemingly dismissing my attack. It flapped its wings with immense force, sending a powerful gust of air surging like a raging storm, scattering the flame charm. The flame struggled briefly in the current, like a fragile butterfly swept by a fierce wind, before being extinguished in an instant.

Seeing this, Brother Ling Xiao immediately unleashed his unique skills. He formed seals with both hands, his fingers moving swiftly through various positions like those of a nimble dancer. A dazzling beam of light shot out from his hands, like a bolt of lightning piercing the darkness, carrying a powerful spiritual force, striking the spirit beast directly. The spirit beast swung its claws, its razor-sharp claws slicing a streak of cold light through the air. It easily blocked the blow, and the light collided with the claws, making a crisp sound before dissipating into the air.

The woman in white cast a supporting spell, a soft glow emanating from her surroundings. Like a warm veil, it slowly enveloped us. We could feel a surge of power flowing into our bodies, strengthening our defenses. The light gently danced on our skin, as if instilling courage in us.

Leng Shuang seized the opportunity and condensed her icy spiritual energy into a massive ice sword. The sword radiated a biting cold, a layer of white frost clinging to its blade. With a roar, she lunged at the spirit beast. The ice sword, carrying Leng Shuang's determination and powerful spiritual power, sliced ​​through the air with a sharp whistling sound. The spirit beast leaped, its nimble and agile form easily dodging the ice sword's attack. The ice sword pierced the air and pierced the ground, instantly freezing it in a blanket of white ice crystals. Then, the spirit beast lunged at Leng Shuang, its speed as swift as a flash of golden lightning. Leng Shuang had no time to dodge, and as the spirit beast was about to pounce, I rushed over and threw a spiritual power bomb at it. The spiritual power bomb exploded next to the spirit beast, unleashing a powerful force like a surging ocean wave, temporarily pushing it back. The spirit beast was shaken back several steps, its claws leaving deep marks on the ground.

After a round of fighting, we discovered that this spirit beast was incredibly powerful, making a head-on attack difficult. We stepped aside and began to carefully observe its behavior. I kept my eyes fixed on the spirit beast, not missing a single detail. I noticed that before each attack, its eyes flickered, like a hidden signal. It also seemed wary of the smoke from the spiritual bomb I had just thrown. When the smoke approached it, it would retreat slightly. Although the movement was subtle, I still caught it.

The woman in white also discovered some clues. When the light of her auxiliary spell approached the spirit beast's left wing, the spirit beast would retreat slightly. The left wing seemed to be its most sensitive part. Brother Ling Xiao frowned, carefully analyzing what we had discovered, and said, "It seems that its eyes and left wing may be its weak points. We must find a way to concentrate our attacks on these two places."

We discussed a new battle strategy. I was responsible for creating smoke to disrupt the spirit beast's vision. I was fully aware of the importance of this task, as it held the key to our successful attack on the beast's weak spot. Leng Shuang and Brother Ling Xiao would seize the opportunity to attack its left flank. Under cover of my smoke, they would accurately strike the spirit beast's weak spot. The woman in white continued to cast supporting spells from behind, enhancing our offensive and defensive capabilities. She was like a staunch support behind us.

As planned, I threw several more spiritual bombs. They arced through the air before landing precisely around the spirit beast. The explosions unleashed a thick cloud of smoke, which quickly spread and enveloped the spirit beast. The spirit beast panicked in the smoke, flapping its wings repeatedly, trying to dispel it. Its silhouette loomed in the smog, like a giant beast lost in the mist.

At this moment, Leng Shuang and Brother Ling Xiao launched their attacks simultaneously. Leng Shuang channeled her icy spiritual energy into countless ice spikes, which quickly took shape in her hands. Each spike was incredibly sharp and exuded a chilling aura. With a loud shout, she launched the spikes towards the spirit beast's left wing. The spikes flew through the air at incredible speed, resembling streaks of silver light. Brother Ling Xiao then concentrated a powerful beam of spiritual energy, seemingly formed from countless spiritual energies, emitting a dazzling light. He thrust his hands forward, and the beam of spiritual energy struck the spirit beast's left wing.

The spirit beast sensed danger and tried to evade, but the smoke obscured its vision, and its left wing was struck by an ice spike and a spiritual beam. The ice spike pierced deeply into its left wing, and the spiritual beam left a scorch mark on its left wing. It let out a painful roar, filled with anger and pain, echoing through the valley and instilling fear in the hearts of the people.

The wounded spirit beast grew even more ferocious, charging recklessly towards us. Its speed was immense, like a golden gust of wind, leaving us barely enough time to react. The woman in white hastily reinforced her defensive spells, her hands rapidly forming seals and muttering to herself. A solid spiritual shield appeared before us, a vast, transparent wall emitting a soft glow. The spirit beast collided with the shield, generating a tremendous impact that shook it, flickering violently as if on the verge of rupture. We managed to block the attack, but the force also sent us back a few steps.

After we stabilized our position, we didn't give the spirit beast a chance to breathe. I continued to create smoke, throwing several more spiritual bombs. As the bombs exploded, the smoke thickened. Brother Lingxiao and Lengshuang attacked again. This time, they boosted their spiritual powers to the limit. Brother Lingxiao's spiritual beams and Lengshuang's ice spikes merged to form a massive, shimmering wave of attack. Like a giant blade composed of ice and light, it radiated a powerful surge of spiritual energy. The wave accurately struck the spirit beast's eyes, sending it screaming, a shriek that pierced the silence of the valley, chilling everyone's blood. Its massive body collapsed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust that spread through the air, as if bringing the battle to a close.

We approached the spirit beast cautiously, still a little worried it might still have the strength to fight back. But as we drew closer, the fierce gleam in its eyes faded, replaced by a look of awe. It slowly lowered its head in submission. We breathed a sigh of relief, knowing the difficult battle was finally over. Led by the spirit beast, we continued deeper into the valley, searching for the possible astrological map.