Legend of the Embroiderer

Li Zhao and others were stunned, staring up at the huge mysterious vortex above the cave, like a group of travelers lost in the vast universe, facing this unknown wonder, their hearts were filled with shock and fear.

Colorful lights flickered and jumped wildly in the vortex, sometimes like gorgeous aurora cutting through the night sky, sometimes like burning stars falling, and sometimes like the chaotic energy at the beginning of the universe colliding wantonly.

Strange waves came from the vortex, and the waves were like a strange piece of music, each note striking everyone's nerves. It was also like an invisible but powerful hand, pulling at their minds wantonly, as if tempting them to step into this mysterious and unknown realm.

"This... what on earth is this place?"

The Crown Princess' voice trembled violently, like a shivering bird in a cold night.

Her eyes were full of fear and confusion, like a deep pool disturbed by a storm.

She subconsciously clutched the corner of her clothes tightly, her fingertips turning white from the force, as if this would allow her to grasp the illusory sense of security that was as illusory as a bubble.

Li Zhao took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, trying to calm himself down.

His gaze was like a sharp eagle's, moving back and forth between the vortex and the core of the world, not missing any tiny clues, as if searching for a glimmer of hope in this chaos:

"No matter where this vortex leads, we must proceed with caution. The disappearance of the guardian of the dark will is too strange. Perhaps..."

Before he could finish his words, a strong suction force suddenly shot out from the vortex. The suction force was like a giant beast hidden in the darkness, suddenly opening its bloody mouth, revealing its sharp fangs, and vowing to swallow everyone in one bite.

Li Zhao's pupils suddenly shrank and he shouted, "Be careful!"

But everything happened too suddenly. Before everyone could react, they were like fallen leaves in the wind, and were ruthlessly sucked into the vortex by the powerful suction force.

Everyone felt dizzy, as if they were in a giant, madly spinning drum. Their bodies seemed to be pulled by countless forces at the same time, and every inch of their muscles and every bone was under tremendous pressure.

There was the sound of whistling wind in my ears, the sound was sharp and piercing, like the scream of a devil; there was also a strange roar, the sound was dull and heavy, like the roar of the earth.

After an unknown amount of time, they fell heavily onto an unfamiliar land like kites with broken strings.

The place was filled with strange fog, with faint lights flickering in the fog, just like countless pairs of eyes hidden in the darkness, staring at them coldly.

A strange liquid was flowing on the ground, emitting a faint fluorescent light. The fluorescent light was an eerie green, as if it was the blood of some mysterious creature.

The air was filled with a pungent fishy smell that penetrated into everyone's nasal cavity, irritating their throats and making them itch and almost nauseous.

In the distance, there are huge, jagged rocks with distorted shapes, as if they have been squeezed by some powerful and crazy force, or like the petrified remains of an ancient monster.

"Where is this?" Su Mengyao struggled to stand up, her legs still trembling slightly, as if she would collapse again at any moment.

She looked around vigilantly, her eyes full of caution, and unconsciously gathered ice-blue spiritual power in her hands. Although that spiritual power was like a candle in the wind and there was little left, it was her only support at the moment.

The spirit messenger covered his injured shoulder, his face was as pale as paper, without any blood, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead and dripped onto the fluorescent ground under his feet.

She endured the pain and carefully observed the surrounding environment. Her eyes were full of wisdom and calmness. She said slowly: "The atmosphere here... is very strange, not like the world we are familiar with.

Perhaps this is an independent space created by the chaotic power at the core of the world."

Li Zhao stood up, dusted himself off, and fixed his sharp gaze on a huge rock not far away.

There seemed to be some strange symbols carved on the boulder. Those symbols were crooked, like some ancient text or a mysterious totem.

He walked forward, bent down, and looked at it carefully. An inexplicable sense of familiarity surged in his heart, as if he had come across these symbols once before in the depths of his distant memory.

Just as he was trying to decipher these symbols, suddenly, the ground began to shake violently, and cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.

Countless black vines broke out from the ground. They twisted their bodies and pounced towards everyone with their fangs and claws bared, like a group of crazy pythons.

"Be careful!" Li Zhao shouted, and his voice echoed in this strange space.

He quickly drew his lightsaber, its blade gleaming with a cool light, like a cold star in the night sky. He swung the lightsaber, the blade arcing through the air, slashing at the incoming vines.

The vines were cut by the lightsaber, but black slime oozed out. The slime was bubbling and emitting a disgusting stench, like the smell of a rotting corpse.

Su Mengyao and the Crown Princess also took action quickly. Su Mengyao danced her hands quickly, and the ice-blue spiritual power gathered in her palms, turning into countless ice cones that shot towards the vines like a rainstorm.

The Crown Princess ignited flames in her hands. Although the flames were weak, they still burned tenaciously. She condensed the flames into fire whips and lashed them at the vines.

Ice cones and flames intertwined to try to resist the crazy attack of the vines.

There were too many vines, constantly emerging from the ground like a surging black tide, and everyone gradually fell into trouble.

The spiritualist suddenly discovered that these vines seemed to be afraid of the light on her staff.

She endured the severe pain from her shoulder, veins bulging on her forehead, and waved her staff. The gem on the top of the staff emitted a dazzling light, which was like the dawn, penetrating the strange darkness.

Under the light, the vines retreated one after another, like mice encountering their natural enemies.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Li Zhao and others quickly ran forward. Their figures shuttled through the strange rocks and fog, like adventurers looking for an exit in a dark maze.

But they soon discovered that they seemed to be trapped in a huge maze. No matter which way they walked, the surrounding scenery always seemed familiar, and they could not find the exit.

"Are we trapped here?" the Crown Princess said breathlessly, with a hint of despair in her voice.

Her physical strength was almost at its limit, her legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and the flames were becoming weak and could go out at any time.

Li Zhao frowned, his eyebrows twisted into the shape of the Chinese character "川". He observed the surrounding environment again and found that the arrangement of those strange rocks seemed to have some kind of pattern.

He closed his eyes, and the ancient patterns he had seen in the core of the world before emerged in his mind. Those patterns were like twinkling stars, constantly emerging and interweaving in his memory.

He tried to find a way to solve the maze, and he played out every detail in his mind over and over again.

Just as he was thinking hard, a sinister laugh suddenly came from the darkness: "Welcome to my world, do you think you can escape easily?"

This voice is familiar yet strange, it is the guardian of the dark will!

The laughter echoed in this strange space, and every note was like an ice-cold dagger, piercing everyone's heart.

Li Zhao and others became alert instantly, gripping their weapons tightly, their eyes full of vigilance.

They looked around for the source of the sound, their bodies tense like soldiers about to go into battle.

In the darkness, a vague figure slowly emerged. It was the guardian of the dark will. It exuded an even more powerful dark aura, and the surrounding darkness seemed to be converging towards it, forming a huge black vortex.

"You think you can seal me with that little power? You are so naive!"

The guardian of the dark will laughed wildly, and that laughter was full of ridicule and disdain.

It waved its hands violently, and the dark power rushed towards everyone like a surging black tide, with the momentum to destroy the world.

Wherever the black tide went, the space was distorted and deformed, making a "sizzling" sound, as if it would be torn apart at any time.

Li Zhao and others immediately gathered their strength to resist. Their figures seemed so small and fragile under the impact of the dark power.

Li Zhao's lightsaber flickered, and Su Mengyao's ice cone and the Crown Princess's flame gradually dimmed under the suppression of the dark power.

Their strength had been greatly consumed in the previous battle, and they seemed powerless in the face of this powerful dark force. Their feet left deep marks on the ground, and their bodies kept retreating.

Just when they were about to collapse, Li Zhao suddenly discovered that the dark aura on the guardian of the dark will had a subtle connection with the surrounding environment.

He suddenly had an idea and shouted, "Don't just focus on resisting. Attack the surrounding environment and cut off its connection with the dark power!"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately changed their strategy. Su Mengyao summoned an ice blade and slashed at the strange liquid flowing on the ground. The ice blade hit the liquid, splashing ice flowers; the Crown Princess shot flames at the surrounding strange rocks, and the flames burned on the rocks, making a "crackling" sound; the spirit messenger also used the light of his staff to illuminate the mist that was flickering with faint light, and the mist gradually dissipated under the light.

As they attacked, the dark aura surrounding the Guardian of Dark Will began to weaken, and its form became unstable, like a candle swaying in the wind. The Guardian of Dark Will roared angrily, "Do you think you can defeat me like this?"

As it spoke, it gathered its strength once again, preparing to launch a more powerful attack. Dark power surged wildly around it, forming black vortexes.

At this critical moment, Li Zhao discovered a huge rune on the ground under the feet of the Guardian of Dark Will. The rune emitted a faint light and was very similar to the seal rune he had seen in the core of the world before.

Without hesitation, he focused the power of his lightsaber on the rune and shouted, "Attack this rune!"

Everyone quickly cooperated and gathered their last bit of strength together to form a brilliant light.

Su Mengyao's ice-blue spiritual power, the Crown Princess's golden flame, and the light of the Spirit Master's staff merged with Li Zhao's lightsaber power and shot towards the rune.

The moment the light hit the rune, the rune emitted a dazzling light. The guardian of the dark will let out a scream, and his body began to dissipate, and black mist fell like snowflakes.

Just when everyone thought victory was in sight, the guardian of the dark will suddenly turned into a black mist and quickly merged into the surrounding darkness.

The entire space began to shake violently, huge cracks appeared on the ground, the strange rocks collapsed one after another, and huge rocks smashed towards everyone.

The sound of falling rocks was deafening, and the raised dust filled the air.

Li Zhao and others dodged everywhere, they dodged left and right, their figures shuttled among the flying stones.

But they found that their retreat was blocked and surrounded by ruins. At this moment, the light of the mysterious vortex lit up again, and the light was so dazzling in the darkness that it seemed to be calling them back.

But when they ran towards the vortex, they found that a black barrier appeared around the vortex. The barrier was like an indestructible black wall, blocking their way.