Game Cultivation World: I'm really playing games

"Hmph, let me take care of you!" Huang Yan's eyes flashed when she saw this. She quickly clasped her hands together and muttered something.

In a moment, a dazzling golden light shot out from her magical weapon, like the divine radiance of a wrathful god. Wherever the golden light passed, the black shadow retreated slightly like a bat stung by the sun.

"Why are these ghosts still pestering me?" Ling Feng shouted loudly while waving his sword to resist.

Xue Tianhan's gaze was as sharp as a torch, like the brightest star in the night sky, piercing through layers of darkness. He stared intently at the shadows' every move, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him: he seemed to perceive that their actions were inextricably linked to the shimmering runes on the cave ceiling.

"I'll try!" Xue Tianhan shouted softly, his figure flashing, leaping up like a bolt of black lightning. In the blink of an eye, he was already below the rune on the cave ceiling. He took a deep breath, quickly gathered all his spiritual power into his palm, and fiercely injected it into the rune.

In an instant, the runes shone brightly like a lit beacon, and the entire cave was instantly illuminated by the dazzling light.

Under the strong light, the black shadow let out a series of shrill screams, like a wounded and dying beast, struggling in pain.

Not long after, they gradually dissipated, leaving only the faint black smell in the air to prove that they had existed.

"Let's go, we can't stay here for long!" Xue Tianhan shouted hurriedly.

The three of them did not dare to delay any longer and continued to move deeper into the cave. Soon, they reached the end of the cave.

A huge map was engraved on the stone wall. The map was like a silent giant, quietly telling stories of the past that had been buried by time.

The map is marked with some strange symbols and mysterious places. Those symbols seem to be mysterious codes from ancient times, waiting for the right person to decipher them; and those places are like treasures hidden in the fog, full of unknown temptations.

Xue Tianhan moved closer to the stone wall, staring at the map without blinking, his eyes so focused that it seemed as if he could see through the hard stone wall.

Suddenly, his body shook violently, as if struck by lightning, and he blurted out: "Could this be the layout of the Tianfeng Pavilion branch?"

However, fate always seems to like to play tricks on people. Before they could carefully study this hard-earned clue, the ground beneath their feet suddenly shook violently, as if a sudden small earthquake was raging wildly.

The rocks on the top of the cave began to fall one after another, and rocks of all sizes came crashing down like meteorites. For a moment, the entire cave was filled with flying dust and suffocating smoke.

"Even if you find the map, don't even think about getting out alive!" The mysterious man's voice sounded again in the cave. The voice sounded like a demon curse from hell, which made people shudder.

"Go!" Xue Tianhan shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice filled with endless anxiety and determination.

The three of them were immediately thrown into disarray and ran back and forth in a panic, their steps hurried and frantic, like hares being madly chased by hunters, with only one thought in their minds: escape from here!

Amidst the chaotic scene of flying rocks, Ling Feng was caught off guard and struck hard in the leg by a flying boulder. He groaned, instantly losing his balance and falling to the ground. His face instantly turned as pale as paper, beads of sweat streamed down his forehead, and the pain left deep, bloody marks on his lips.

"Junior Brother Lingfeng!" Huang Yan exclaimed in surprise upon seeing this, and hurriedly turned around to help Lingfeng. But just as she took a few steps, she felt an invisible force tightly restrain her body, making her unable to move.

Huang Yan's eyes were full of anxiety and helplessness. She struggled desperately, waving her hands helplessly in the air, but she was unable to break free from the restraint of that force.

"Don't worry about me, you go first!" Ling Feng shouted with gritted teeth. Although the pain was unbearable, his eyes revealed a determination.

"No, we can't leave you behind!" Xue Tianhan was so anxious that he paced back and forth like an ant on a hot pan. Suddenly, he stopped and quickly formed a complex and mysterious seal with his hands in the air.

In a moment, a powerful shield appeared in his hands. The shield was like a transparent dome, emitting a soft and tenacious light.

Xue Tianhan gritted his teeth and used all his strength to protect Ling Feng and Huang Yan under his shield, then rushed towards the cave entrance with all his might. Every step felt like walking on the edge of a knife, and the gravel under his feet kept rolling, making his body stagger, but his eyes remained as firm as a rock, and he never paused.

Just when they were about to escape from the cave, a huge stone slab crashed down like a mountain pressing down on their heads, with an overwhelming momentum.

Xue Tianhan's expression changed. Without time to think, he gritted his teeth and increased his spiritual power to its maximum. It roared like a burning flame within him. He bent his legs slightly, supporting himself with his strength, and raised his hands high, using his body to support the heavy stone slab.

His legs kept shaking, veins popped on his face, and beads of sweat the size of beans poured down like rain, but his eyes showed determination, and he insisted on letting Ling Feng and Huang Yan go out first.

"It's cold in the snow!" Huang Yan and Ling Feng shouted at the same time, with tears in their voices.

"Go away! Don't worry about me!" Xue Tianhan shouted with his last bit of strength.

Finally, with Xue Tianhan's persistence, Ling Feng and Huang Yan successfully escaped from the cave.

And just when they had escaped from danger, the temple behind them collapsed with a loud bang like a giant that had exhausted all its vitality, raising a cloud of dust that covered the sky. The dust rushed into the sky like a mushroom cloud and lingered for a long time.

The three of them slumped to the ground, panting heavily, their chests heaving violently, as if they had just experienced a thrilling life-or-death battle. They looked at the ruined temple, their eyes filled with relief at having survived, but also with deep worry about the unknown dangers ahead.

Xue Tianhan's clothes had long been stained gray and black by sweat and dust. He looked like a tired soldier returning from a bloody battlefield, exuding an air of vicissitudes and determination.

He struggled to stand up, clenched his fists, looked around, his eyes as alert as a wounded wolf, carefully observing every move around him.

Only after he confirmed that he was temporarily safe did he slowly breathe a sigh of relief. The breath was like a breeze that had been held for a long time, slowly exhaled from his mouth, carrying a hint of relief and fatigue.

Ling Feng's leg was seriously injured, and the wound was bleeding. The bright red had dyed his entire trouser leg red. His face was as pale as paper, and his lips were bloodless. Beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead, dripping onto the ground, splashing small blood flowers.

Huang Yan's spiritual power was also greatly consumed. Her face was as pale as paper, her eyes showed deep fatigue, and her body was trembling slightly, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

"We have to find a place to heal and recover." Xue Tianhan took a deep breath, suppressing his physical fatigue, and said in a deep voice with unquestionable determination in his voice.

Ling Feng nodded slightly. Although the pain almost made him faint, his eyes still revealed a firm belief: "I can still hold on. Let's get out of here first."

Huang Yan took out a bottle of healing medicine from her bosom with trembling hands and handed it to Ling Feng. Her voice was choked with sobs: "Use this to stop the bleeding first. We need to find a safe place as soon as possible."

The three of them supported each other and slowly stumbled out of the temple ruins. Under the cover of night, like three ghosts blending into the darkness, they moved forward cautiously, finally finding a secluded cave and settling down temporarily.

Xue Tianhan didn't bother to rest and immediately used his spiritual power to heal Ling Feng's wound. He gently placed his hands on Ling Feng's wound, and his spiritual power was like a warm spring breeze, slowly brushing across the wound. Ling Feng's complexion gradually improved, and the pain seemed to ease a little. His brows relaxed slightly, and he exhaled softly.

Huang Yan forced herself to be alert and stood guard at the side. She held the magic weapon tightly and stared outside the cave vigilantly, not missing any movement, like a mother beast guarding her nest, carefully protecting her companions.

After some breathing exercises, Ling Feng's injuries finally improved. The wounds stopped bleeding and the pain was much relieved.

Huang Yan also recovered some of her magic power, and there was a hint of light in her eyes again, no longer as dull as before.

Seeing that the two were in stable condition, Xue Tianhan carved some runes on the wall of the cave. Those runes were like mysterious spells, emitting a faint light, to prevent outsiders from discovering their hiding place.

"We must quickly uncover the secrets of the Tianfeng Pavilion branch," Xue Tianhan said after a moment of contemplation, his hands clasped around his knees as he sat on the ground. "The symbols and locations on the map must hold important clues. This may be the key to solving the mystery."

Ling Feng and Huang Yan exchanged a glance, then nodded silently, agreeing with Xue Tianhan's opinion. They both knew that only by uncovering the secrets of Tianfeng Pavilion could they completely resolve the numerous crises before them.

So, the three of them sat together and began to carefully study the mysterious symbols on the map. Their eyes were focused as if they were studying the most precious ancient book in the world, not missing a single detail, their brows sometimes furrowed, sometimes relaxed, and they often discussed in low voices.

After unremitting efforts, they finally discovered that the places marked on the map seemed to be inextricably linked to some important historical events in the Eastern Han Dynasty. This discovery was like a magic key, slowly opening a mysterious door to the past and giving them a glimmer of hope.

"Could it be that the branch of Tianfeng Pavilion is related to some secrets from a hundred years ago?" Huang Yan raised her head, looked at Xue Tianhan and Ling Feng, with a hint of surprise and curiosity in her eyes, and asked softly.

Xue Tianhan nodded slightly, a serious look in his eyes: "It's very likely. It seems that we need to study the history of the Eastern Han Dynasty in depth. Perhaps we can find more useful clues from it."