Game Cultivation World: I'm really playing games

After an unknown amount of time, Xue Tianhan gradually regained consciousness. He found himself lying in a cave, his wounds having been simply bandaged. He was filled with doubts: "Who saved me?"

Just as he was struggling to get up and check, suddenly, a figure appeared silently at the entrance of the cave.

Xue Tianhan became alert instantly, suppressing the discomfort in his body, clenched his fists, and stared vigilantly at the direction of the cave entrance, ready to deal with possible danger.

As the figure slowly approached, Xue Tianhan saw her appearance clearly.

It was a woman with a graceful figure and a beautiful face, like the most lively spirit in the fairyland of Wangchuan. She was dressed in a long white dress, the sleeves of which fluttered like flowing moonlight, exuding an otherworldly aura that made people unable to take their eyes away.

"Are you awake?" The woman's voice was soft and gentle, like a gurgling stream, flowing in this silent cave, with a hint of concern.

Xue Tianhan did not let down his guard. He frowned and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who are you? Why did you save me?"

The woman smiled faintly, her smile as bright and moving as a flower blooming in spring. "I am the spirit of the Wangchuan River. Everything in this Wangchuan fairyland is within my perception. I saw that you were seriously injured and being hunted by those greedy people. I felt pity for you and brought you here."

Xue Tianhan was shocked. He had heard the legend about the Spirit of Wangchuan, but he didn't expect to have the honor of seeing it today.

But he knew that there was no kindness in this world without reason, so he asked, "You saved me, so you must have something to ask for, right?"

The spirit of Wangchuan nodded slightly, with a barely perceptible worry flashing in his eyes: "Indeed, I need you to do me a favor.

This Wangchuan Wonderland was once a peaceful place, but in recent years, a dark force has quietly grown, constantly eroding the vitality of this wonderland. And you, a person with great luck, may be the only one who can prevent this disaster.

Xue Tianhan thought to himself that he was already struggling, and if he accepted the favor lightly, he would probably fall into deeper trouble. But the spirit of Wangchuan had saved his life, and he couldn't bear to refuse it outright.

Seeing Xue Tianhan hesitate, the spirit of Wangchuan continued, "I know you are in a difficult situation now, but think about it, if this dark power continues to spread, the entire Wangchuan Wonderland will cease to exist. Where can you escape to?

Furthermore, I saved your life, which is considered a good relationship with you. If you help me, I will do my best to help you explore the secret of the broken immortal weapon in the future and help you make further progress on this path of immortal cultivation."

Xue Tianhan's heart stirred upon hearing this. The secret of the incomplete immortal artifact had always troubled him. If he could truly gain the help of the spirit of Wangchuan, perhaps he could unravel the mystery. Furthermore, he couldn't bear to see the beautiful Wangchuan wonderland swallowed by darkness.

"Okay, I promise you. But you need to tell me first, where this dark power comes from and how I should deal with it?" Xue Tianhan looked at the Spirit of Wangchuan with a firm gaze and made a decision.

The spirit of the Lethe River showed a look of joy: "This dark power comes from a mysterious relic deep in the Lethe River, where an ancient evil being is sealed.

Recently, the seal has loosened for some unknown reason, and dark energy has been leaking out.

You must go to the ruins, re-strengthen the seal, and stop the spread of evil. I will give you a magic weapon to help you."

As he spoke, the Spirit of Wangchuan waved his jade hand, a ray of light flashed, and a sword emitting a faint blue light appeared in front of Xue Tianhan.

"This sword is called the 'Ice Soul Sword'. It contains powerful ice-attributed spiritual energy, capable of restraining the erosion of the dark forces. With it, your chances of success will be much greater."

Xue Tianhan took the Bingpo Sword and instantly felt a cold and pure spiritual power surge into his body, which invigorated his originally tired body.

He carefully examined the sword in his hand. It was a top-grade spiritual weapon, with a crystal clear blade that looked like an ice sculpture. The hilt was engraved with delicate runes, flashing with a mysterious light.

"Thank you, young lady, for giving me the sword. Without further ado, I will set off for the mysterious ruins." Xue Tianhan stood up. Although his body was still a little weak, his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

The spirit of Wangchuan nodded slightly: "Be careful on your journey, I will help you in secret. If you encounter any danger, crush this jade pendant, I will know immediately and rush to save you."

As she spoke, she handed Xue Tianhan a jade pendant. The jade pendant was as smooth as jade and emitted a soft light.

Xue Tianhan took the jade pendant, put it away carefully, then took a deep breath, strode out of the cave, and walked towards the depths of Wangchuan.

Xue Tianhan walked along the winding mountain road, his mind racing. He knew the journey was treacherous, but having already promised the Spirit of Wangchuan, there was no reason to back down. The path was rugged and thorny, requiring every step to be cautious, lest the hidden traps and traps be triggered. The Ice Soul Sword gripped his hand, its chill chilling, yet also bringing a sense of peace.

Halfway through the journey, the sky gradually darkened and a strange atmosphere filled the air, as if countless pairs of eyes were watching us in secret.

Xue Tianhan looked around vigilantly, his spiritual power running to its maximum, ready to deal with any emergency at any time.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, and several dark shadows rushed out from the bushes and rushed towards him. Xue Tianhan's eyes focused, and he swung the Bingpo Sword in his hand with a cold light, instantly shattering the black shadows, turning them into wisps of black smoke and dissipating.

Continuing forward, a deep swamp appeared in front of us. Bubbles were rolling in the swamp, emitting a disgusting fishy smell. More importantly, there was poisonous gas lurking above the swamp, and it was obviously impossible to fly over it.

Xue Tianhan frowned. He knew this swamp was full of dangers. If he wasn't careful, he'd be trapped and unable to escape. He carefully searched for a solid place to step on, trudging forward step by step.

Finally, after overcoming numerous obstacles, Xue Tianhan arrived at the entrance of the mysterious ruins. At the entrance, a towering stone gate was engraved with ancient runes and emitted a faint glow.

Xue Tianhan took a deep breath, raised the Bingpo Sword in his hand, injected spiritual power into the sword, pointed the sword tip at the stone gate, and shouted in a low voice: "Open!"

Following his low shout, the stone door began to sway slowly, followed by a dull sound, as if a long-sleeping giant beast was slowly waking up, and then it slowly opened.

Instantly, a piercing chill washed over them, a breath that practically solidified into a physical form, making them feel as if they had fallen from the warmth of the human world into the icy depths of hell. It was like a door to hell had been opened, the darkness and cold behind it seeming to devour everything.

Xue Tianhan did not hesitate at all, he stepped in resolutely.

What comes into view is a dark and deep passage, with blue luminous pearls inlaid on the stone walls on both sides of the passage.

The faint light of these night pearls is like ghost lights in the night sky, swaying in the darkness, adding a mysterious and weird atmosphere to this gloomy passage.

Xue Tianhan tightly grasped the Bingpo Sword in his hand, taking every step cautiously, as if an abyss might open up under his feet at any time and swallow him up.

He silently recited the instructions of the Spirit of Wangchuan in his heart, and scanned the surroundings vigilantly, not missing any corner where danger might be lurking, like a cheetah hunting in the dark while always being on guard against natural enemies.

Walking slowly along the passage, they soon arrived at the end of the passage. Here was a huge stone chamber, and in the center of the stone chamber stood a black altar.

Above the altar, there was a ball of dark energy that was constantly rolling. The energy was like a ball of black flame dancing wildly, emitting an evil and powerful aura. It was the place where the evil existence was sealed.

Xue Tianhan's eyes grew heavy as he watched this scene, as if a mountain were pressing down on his heart. He knew clearly that the true test was about to begin, like a storm approaching, and he was about to stand at the center of it.

He slowly walked up to the altar, and the light of the Ice Soul Sword in his hand became stronger and stronger, as if a scorching sun rose in this dark stone chamber, illuminating a small area around it.

He was about to start strengthening the seal, like a warrior about to step onto the battlefield, sharpening his weapons and adjusting his condition on the eve of the battle.

However, at this moment, the ball of dark energy that was originally sealed suddenly fluctuated violently, like an enraged beast struggling frantically.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely powerful suction force came from the dark energy, like a huge black hole, emitting a terrifying gravity, as if it wanted to swallow Xue Tianhan whole and make him disappear in the endless darkness.

Xue Tianhan sensed the dangerous suction, clenched his teeth, and a determined expression appeared on his face.

The spiritual power in his body began to run wildly, rushing towards the Ice Soul Sword with all its strength, trying to use the power of the Ice Soul Sword to fight against this powerful suction.

For a moment, the light of the Ice Soul Sword became even brighter, like a brilliant galaxy, blooming with dazzling brilliance in this dark stone chamber, and launching a thrilling and fierce confrontation with the dark energy.

In the stone chamber, light and black air intertwined and entangled with each other, like two angry dragons fighting a desperate battle, constantly colliding and tearing each other apart.

Every collision was accompanied by a deafening roar, as if thunder was exploding in the ears. The entire ruins trembled slightly under the impact of this powerful force, as if a small earthquake had occurred, with rocks falling and raising a cloud of dust.

Xue Tianhan relied on his tenacious will and unyielding spirit to persevere through this fierce confrontation. His clothes were already soaked with sweat and stuck tightly to his body, but his eyes remained as firm as a rock, like the brightest star in the night sky, shining with an unyielding light.

After an arduous struggle, he finally succeeded in suppressing the dark energy, and the seal gradually became stable.

He exhaled deeply, secretly rejoicing that he had fulfilled the instructions of the Spirit of Wangchuan, his heart filled with satisfaction and pride.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave this dangerous place, suddenly, an illusory figure slowly emerged from the altar.