Rise of the Otherworld.

Chapter 729: The Treasure Box's Strange Movement

When everyone saw the monster fall, they breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the ground.

"Finally defeated it..." the woman said weakly. Her magic power was almost exhausted, and even her words seemed weak. Her once beautiful face was now covered with fatigue and dust, and her hair was messy and scattered on her shoulders.

"But we can't let our guard down. There might be other dangers," the old man warned. He was breathing heavily, his face pale as paper, and the staff in his hand seemed to have grown immensely heavy. His weathered face was filled with worry, but his eyes remained firm and alert.

At this moment, the treasure box shone once more. The light was no longer gentle, but intense and dazzling, blinding everyone and making it difficult for them to open their eyes. Like an exploding star, it instantly illuminated the entire valley like daylight.

"What's wrong with this treasure box?" the herbalist said in fear, his nerves, which had just relaxed, tensed up again. His eyes widened, his facial muscles twitching with fear, and his hands tightly grasped the tools he had just used in battle.

Zhang Hao, suppressing his fatigue, stood up and stared at the treasure box. "Whatever happens, let's see what happens first." His voice was hoarse but full of determination. His clothes were tattered and his body was covered with wounds, but he stood tall and straight.

Amidst the light, the treasure box slowly rose, and a powerful force emanated from it. This power was different from the previous one, carrying a mysterious and ancient aura. It seemed to come from the ancient wilderness, heavy and oppressive, making everyone feel breathless.

The little girl hid behind the woman in fear, clinging to her clothes. "Sister, I'm scared," she cried, her small body trembling.

The black-robed man frowned, his eyes filled with confusion and vigilance. His figure loomed in the light, like a ghost in the darkness.

As the treasure box's light grew stronger, the surrounding space began to distort, as if to swallow everyone in. The distortion of space brought a strong sense of dizziness, making it difficult to distinguish up from down, left from right.

"Oh no! Everyone, be careful!" Zhang Hao shouted, his voice distorted in the distorted space.

Everyone struggled to their feet, standing back to back, vigilantly observing the changes around them. Their heartbeats accelerated rapidly, and every nerve was tense to the extreme.

Suddenly, a rune flew out of the treasure box, rapidly growing in size in the air before transforming into a massive magic circle. The lines on the magic circle flickered with an eerie light, pulsing as if alive.

A strange light flickered within the magic circle, and streams of electricity crisscrossed through it, making a crackling sound that was eerie.

"What kind of magic circle is this?" the woman asked, her voice filled with fear. Her voice trembled, and her hands unconsciously hugged the little girl tightly.

Before anyone could react, countless tentacles stretched out from the magic circle and attacked them. The tentacles were like giant pythons, slashing with fangs and claws, carrying a deadly threat.

Zhang Hao swung his sword, trying to cut off the tentacles, but they seemed endless. Every time he cut one, another grew back. Every time he swung his sword, his strength was drastically depleted, but his eyes remained firm, and he didn't flinch at all.

The old man used his staff to cast a shield, temporarily blocking the tentacle's attack. The light on the shield flickered, as if it would shatter at any moment. The old man's forehead was covered with sweat. He gritted his teeth, desperately trying to keep the shield stable.

The herbalist stood by, anxiously searching for a solution. His mind raced, his eyes scanning the surroundings.

The black-robed man used his agility to dodge the tentacles' attacks, his figure weaving in and out of them like a nimble swallow.

However, the tentacles' attacks became increasingly fierce, and the crowd gradually found it difficult to resist. The tentacles broke through the old man's shield and lashed at the crowd frantically.

"Ah!" The woman was hit by a tentacle and fell to the ground.

Zhang Hao rushed over and helped her up. "Are you okay?"

"I can still hold on." The woman said through gritted teeth.

At this moment, a tentacle rolled towards the little girl...