Legend of the Embroiderer

In that mysterious forest, lush trees block out the sun, and the luxuriant branches and leaves intertwine together, forming dense shadows.

The team members moved carefully through the forest, their steps light and cautious, as if they were afraid of disturbing the sleeping creatures in this ancient forest.

The purpose of their visit this time is to search for the fragments of "Time and Space Xuan Ji" scattered in various corners.

These mysterious fragments are said to have the powerful power to travel through time and space and change destiny, thus attracting countless people.

However, while they were concentrating on searching, they did not notice the shadow of the Netherworld Cult, which was following them quietly like a ghost.

Before they knew it, the team members stepped into a seemingly ordinary entrance, but they didn't know that this was actually a terrible trap carefully designed by the Netherworld Cult - a maze sealed by powerful magic!

As the last ray of sunset gradually disappeared over the horizon, darkness quickly enveloped the entire forest.

At this point, the team members realized that they were trapped in an unknown space filled with a strange atmosphere.

I saw that the surrounding walls were densely engraved with various strange runes. These runes flashed with a faint blue light like living things, making the surroundings look like a dream.

The air was filled with a strong magical scent, the power was sometimes as gentle as a breeze, and sometimes so strong that it was almost impossible to breathe.

"We... seem to have walked into a maze." Su Mengyao said softly, and a trace of worry appeared on her beautiful face at this moment.

She stretched out her delicate hand and gently touched the runes on the wall, trying to find clues to solve the puzzle.

Li Zhaoze, standing aside, gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, his eyes scanning the surroundings vigilantly. He frowned slightly and said in a deep voice:

"This is definitely not an ordinary maze. I can clearly sense the presence of magical fluctuations around us. Everyone must be extra careful and not take it lightly!"

Wu Chen and Lu Zhanyuan, who were following closely behind, also had solemn expressions. They each held their weapons tightly, standing ready, ready to face any sudden traps and horrifying illusions.

"The methods of the Netherworld Cult are becoming more and more insidious, cunning and ever-changing!" Wu Chen murmured softly in a low voice. His eyes, which were originally as calm as water, now revealed a trace of uneasiness that was difficult to conceal.

At this moment, a series of creepy illusions began to emerge in the already eerie and strange maze.

Those phantoms that seemed harmless at first suddenly transformed into fierce attacks that were deadly in the blink of an eye.

Faced with such a sudden and extremely dangerous change, the team members had no choice but to quickly disperse and each deal with the crisis that was coming like a surging tide.

At this moment, everyone knows that they can only rely on their own intelligence and extraordinary courage to have a chance of survival and successfully overcome the numerous difficulties and obstacles before them.

"Everyone, please remember not to separate yourself too far from each other!" Li Zhao shouted at the top of his lungs.

His loud and urgent voice kept echoing and stirring in this intricate maze, as if it could penetrate the layers of fog and bring everyone's hearts together.

At the same time, the mysterious old man who had been hiding his true identity stretched out a hand calmly and gently stroked the long beard on his chin.

His deep and magnetic voice slowly rang out, seemingly filled with endless wisdom and depth:

"Don't panic, everyone. You must understand that these dreamlike illusions are not real; they are merely tricks designed to deceive our minds. If we wish to escape this predicament, our most urgent task is to find the flaws hidden within this maze, so that we can dismantle this meticulously laid trap."

Xiaoyun, standing nearby, held her brother's hand tightly with her small hands like a pair of iron pliers. Her big, watery eyes gleamed with an unwavering light, like the brightest and most dazzling star in the night sky.

"No matter what, we absolutely cannot give up so easily! The secret of the legendary 'Time and Space Xuan Ji' must not be allowed to fall into the hands of those evil people of the Netherworld Cult!"

In that bottomless and dark maze, the team members seemed to be forcibly separated by a mysterious force, and each faced unprecedented difficult challenges.

On the walls of the maze, those ancient and mysterious runes flashed faint light from time to time, as if telling some unknown secrets.

The air is filled with a thick and indissoluble magical atmosphere, which makes people feel an invisible pressure. Even every step they take seems to hide endless unknowns and deadly dangers.

The pair of partners, Li Zhao and Su Mengyao, moved forward cautiously. Their figures appeared and disappeared in the winding passages of the maze, as elusive as ghosts.

The long sword in Li Zhao's hand gleamed coldly under the flickering torchlight. His determined and vigilant eyes stared intently at the darkness ahead, and he whispered:

"Mengyao, this place is full of dangers. This maze is filled with insidious traps set by the Netherworld Cult. We must not take it lightly!"

Upon hearing this, Su Mengyao unconsciously clenched the magic stone in her hands that was emitting a light blue light. She nodded slightly, indicating that she agreed with what Li Zhao said.

At the same time, he responded softly: "Li Zhao, don't worry, I firmly believe that with our intelligence and talents, we will be able to successfully find the exit."

As she spoke, her beautiful eyes sparkled with a strong curiosity about the secrets hidden deep within the maze, and a fervent desire for ultimate victory.

On the other side of the maze, Wu Chen and Lu Zhanyuan also formed a team and fought side by side.

The sharp swords in their hands drew sharp arcs in the air, and the sword shadows danced like lightning in the dim shadows of the maze, sometimes intertwining, and sometimes quickly separating, showing the two's superb swordsmanship skills and tacit cooperation.

Wu Chen's voice seemed to come from underground, deep yet powerful. "Brother Lu, we must be extremely vigilant! The Netherworld Cult's illusions are truly pervasive. If we're not careful, we'll fall into their traps."

As he spoke, his eagle-like sharp eyes scanned the surroundings, and his right hand tightly gripped the hilt of the sword. The sword flashed with a cold light, as if it would be unsheathed to meet the enemy at any time.

Lu Zhanyuan nodded solemnly, his eyes like burning flames, and responded firmly:

"Elder Wuchen is absolutely right! We must not let the Netherworld Cult's sinister and cunning schemes succeed. No matter what, we must find the fragments of the 'Space-Time Xuan Ji', otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!"

He also held the sword tightly in his hand, and every step he took seemed to be well thought out, cautious, for fear of alerting the enemy lurking in the dark.

At this moment, in another passage of the maze, the mysterious old man was leading Xiaoyun slowly forward.

The old man's figure was slightly hunched, but his steps were steady and powerful, as if the numerous obstacles in the maze could not stop him from moving forward.

His voice held the depth and wisdom of someone who had experienced many hardships. "Little Yun, you must remember this: true strength doesn't come from external weapons or techniques, but from the tranquility and peace of mind deep within. Only when your heart is as calm as a lake can you gain insight into the true nature of all things and unleash your greatest potential."

After saying that, he gently waved the seemingly ordinary staff in his hand, and the gem on the top of the staff, which was emitting a faint light, suddenly lit up, like the brightest star in the night sky, illuminating the winding road ahead.

Xiaoyun held the old man's hand tightly and followed him step by step. Although she was still young, her bright eyes flickered with complex emotions - a deep fear of the unknown world and an irrepressible excitement for this exciting adventure.

"Old man, I have no doubt that your extraordinary wisdom will lead us to a glimmer of hope and a way out!"

Although her voice trembled slightly due to her inner fear, the courage contained in it was so unwavering and shining.

At this moment, Wu Chen and Lu Zhanyuan were walking side by side in that deep and dim passage. But deep down, their hearts were already entangled with numerous contradictions.

Wu Chen's face was solemn, and his voice was as low as thunder, revealing a hint of doubt:

"Brother Lu, is Zhao An's sudden appearance just a coincidence? Honestly, I'm really worried. I feel like he might be a spy hidden here by the Netherworld Cult."

Hearing this, Lu Zhanyuan couldn't help but frown tightly. His eyes were as bright and blazing as two torches, filled with both determination and deep worry.

"Brother Wuchen, I understand your concerns. But remember, Zhao An was once a close friend of ours! Back then, he resolutely abandoned the Netherworld Cult and joined our side without hesitation. The courage required to make such a decision is truly beyond the reach of ordinary people. Therefore, at this moment, we must not easily lose our trust in him out of a momentary fear."

As the two of them exchanged words, the already tense atmosphere around them instantly heated up like a lit powder keg.

At the same time, their slightly heavy footsteps continued to echo on the stone slabs in this maze-like and intricate passage. The sound was audible, as if every step they took carried a heavy weight.

They all knew clearly in their hearts that if even the slightest crack appeared in the already fragile bond of trust between them, the cohesion of the entire team would suffer a devastating blow.

However, in this fierce battle of life and death, no matter who you are, you must always remain highly vigilant.

At the same moment, Li Zhao and Su Mengyao were in another intricate passage of the maze. The surrounding walls seemed to emit a strange aura that made people shudder.

Li Zhao frowned and stared firmly ahead, his eyes flashing with determination, as if he had made up his mind to unravel the secret hidden behind the maze.

He turned to look at Su Mengyao beside him and said firmly, "Mengyao, in my opinion, if we want to successfully escape this maze, we must find its weakness! Only in this way can we break this dangerous trap before us."

However, Su Mengyao shook her head gently, and her soft voice revealed a hint of stubbornness and persistence:

"Li Zhao, you don't know that the mystery of this maze is far more than just its structure. The real key lies in the powerful magical power contained within. Therefore, we must first figure out the arrangement of those runes, so that we can hope to find a way out."

Thus began the heated argument between the two, each holding their own view. Their emotions fluctuated with the exchange of words, like the erratic currents of air in a maze.

Sometimes the tension was suffocating, sometimes it eased slightly, but it never stopped. Because they all knew that in this dangerous maze, it was impossible to escape alone. Only by working together and uniting as one could they find the key to solving the maze.