Legend of the Embroiderer

Deep within the ancient and mysterious ruins of the Netherworld Cult, in a vast underground space, a violent tremor suddenly occurred, sweeping over like a surging wave.

This powerful force caused the entire team to lose their balance in an instant, their bodies swaying and unable to stand firmly.

As the shaking intensified, the surrounding stone walls began to crack, and large chunks of stone fell off the dome, falling as rapidly as dense raindrops.

Every time a piece of gravel collides with the ground or other objects, it makes a dull and deafening echo, as if the earth is groaning in pain.

At the same time, rolling dust rose into the air and quickly spread, completely blocking people's vision.

In this chaos, the figures of the team members became blurred, sometimes covered by falling rocks and dust, and sometimes vaguely visible.

In this scene of chaos and danger, Li Zhao tightly gripped the hilt of the sword in his hand. His loud voice cut through the noisy sounds, appearing exceptionally clear and penetrating.

"We must make a decision immediately, whether to continue moving forward or evacuate here quickly!" Li Zhao shouted loudly, his tone revealing an unconcealable anxiety.

But even so, as the leader of the team, his words are still full of decisiveness and determination, which makes people feel trustworthy.

At this moment, his bright eyes flashed with an unwavering light. Although his heart was also shrouded in fear of the unknown, he still tried to remain calm.

Wu Chen, following closely behind Li Zhao, clutched his staff tightly in both hands. Amidst the swirling dust, he gently waved it, and wherever the tip of the staff passed, a faint but warm light emanated, like stars in the night sky, pointing the way forward for the panicked team members.

Wu Chen was seen reciting a spell in a low voice to protect everyone. His soft voice seemed to tremble a little in this tense atmosphere, and it was obvious that he couldn't help feeling a little nervous in his heart.

However, relying on the profound magical powers gained from years of practice, he successfully cast this powerful protective spell.

Thanks to her efforts, a layer of light blue light curtain slowly rose, covering the team members and temporarily blocking the falling debris and raised dust.

"Li Zhao is right. We absolutely cannot stay here for long!" Wu Chen echoed while maintaining his magic. He knew that in such a harsh environment, if he didn't take action quickly, the consequences would be disastrous.

Although he was nervous, he chose to trust Li Zhao's judgment without hesitation and did his best to help everyone escape from danger.

In this violently shaking environment, Wu Chen stood firmly like an indestructible mountain.

He closed his eyes tightly and entered a deep state of meditation. The raging waves shaking around him seemed to have no effect on him.

All I could hear was him uttering calm yet powerful words:

"Life and death are determined by fate, but no matter what, we must never give up on any of our companions who have fought alongside us!"

As he finished speaking, an invisible aura emanated from him. This aura was as gentle as a spring breeze, but the energy contained in it was heart-pounding.

It was precisely because of his profound Taoist skills that Wu Chen seemed to be more calm in such a chaotic situation, as if he had faintly glimpsed a glimmer of victory behind the thick fog.

Lu Zhanyuan held the map in his hand, scanning the dense lines and symbols on it with his sharp eyes.

The pen in his hand danced swiftly, quickly marking out the places that could become escape routes. Every stroke was made with determination and decisiveness, without the slightest hesitation or hesitation.

His eyes, which were already extremely sharp, were now flashing with a captivating light, as if they could see through all the crises and traps hidden in the dark.

Despite being in such an extremely urgent moment, Lu Zhanyuan was still able to maintain an extraordinary calm mind, analyze the current situation in an orderly manner, and accurately point out the fastest and safest way out for the entire team.

Not only that, he always kept the crucial seal stone in his mind and knew what protecting it meant to everyone.

The dust slowly settled, as if time had frozen. When everything finally calmed down, the entire team's gaze simultaneously focused on the first sealing stone in the center.

Wu Chen tightly grasped the staff in his hand, and the tip of the staff flickered with a faint light, echoing the mysterious sealing stone in the distance.

His eyes were now fixed on the stone in front of him, which was emitting a faint glow, as if he wanted to see through its surface to see the secret contained within.

He said in a slightly excited yet calm tone:

"Please see, everyone! This seal stone is no ordinary object. It's not only the key to solving our current dilemma, but it could also be our life-saving weapon at a critical moment. If we can successfully harness the powerful force it holds..."

Having said this, she paused slightly, and her words revealed a plan that had not yet been fully expressed.

From her longing eyes, it is not difficult to see her eager yearning for this unknown power and her full anticipation for the upcoming adventure.

Li Zhao stood quietly beside Su Mengyao, the sword in his hand was already unsheathed, emitting a cold light.

His gaze was as sharp and resolute as an eagle's, maintaining a high level of vigilance at all times. He said in a deep voice, "Mengyao is absolutely right, but you must understand that this power is unfathomable and extraordinary. The slightest carelessness could lead to unpredictable consequences."

We must be extremely cautious when we act!" Although his tone sounded quite serious, it was mixed with some light-hearted humor, as if he wanted to ease the slightly tense and solemn atmosphere on the scene.

However, everyone knew that faced with such a difficult task and huge potential risks, they must not take it lightly.

Wu Chen gently twirled his beard, his lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. His voice, as calm as water, slowly rang out, yet it seemed to contain endless power, capable of penetrating people's hearts:

"Everyone, the power of this seal stone is indeed extremely strong, but you must not be controlled by it!"

He was seen wearing a Taoist robe fluttering in the wind, and his every move exuded an otherworldly aura.

It was precisely because of his unfathomable Taoist skills that he remained exceptionally calm and composed in such a dangerous environment, like an immortal who had descended to earth, and seemed to have already seen through the situation in the distant future.

Lu Zhanyuan was staring intently at the yellowed map in his hand, making marks on it from time to time with the red pen in his hand.

His eyes, as deep as the sea, gleamed with a sharp light like an eagle, revealing his shrewdness and decisiveness.

"We must find a foolproof plan that fully utilizes the Sealing Stone's astonishing power while ensuring that we do not become its puppets and be controlled by it."

His instincts drove him to be doubly cautious in this realm filled with unknowns and uncertainties. And those meticulously drawn marks, like beacons illuminating the path ahead, became a solid foundation for everyone to face the challenges of the future.

At this time, everyone gathered together, discussing matters concerning the sealing stone with serious expressions.

Just as they were arguing endlessly and unable to make a decision, suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew past, and the remnants of the Netherworld Cult suddenly emerged from the dark corner like ghosts.

These people resembled ghosts, their movements erratic and unpredictable, making them difficult to guard against. Clearly, they too had sensed the immense power contained within the Sealing Stone and were intent on claiming this mysterious power for themselves.

In an instant, the originally tense atmosphere became tense, and a thrilling life-and-death struggle was about to break out...

Wu Chen, the battle-hardened and experienced Taoist priest, was keenly aware that the air around him was filled with a murderous aura so strong that it was frightening.

His face darkened, and without hesitation he reached out and pulled out the snow-white whisk from his waist, while shouting:

"Those remnants of the Netherworld Cult actually dared to offend us again. Everyone, please be extremely careful!"

Although this loud shout sounded calm as water, the power contained in it was like the sound of a huge bell, deafening and resounding throughout the entire battlefield.

The whisk in his hand instantly transformed into a nimble silver snake, dancing rapidly in the air, drawing out a series of beautiful yet indestructible defensive tracks.

Lu Zhanyuan, who was standing aside, had already made an accurate judgment and analysis of the current battle situation at the first moment.

His eyes, as deep as the sea, were now flashing with a light as sharp as a knife, staring closely at the enemy who was approaching in front of him.

He shouted loudly, "Everyone, remember, you must guard the seal stone at all costs and never let it fall into the hands of the Netherworld Cult!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already drawn his sword and rushed forward like lightning.

He also did not forget to wave the sword in his hand, commanding other team members to act quickly and in an orderly manner.

According to the established tactics, they quickly formed a tight defensive line and were ready to face the upcoming life-and-death battle.

Looking at Li Zhao, he was holding the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and he rushed into the enemy camp at lightning speed like an arrow.

His figure was as fast as the wind and as quick as lightning. He came and went freely in the fierce battle as if he was in an empty space.

Every time the sword is swung, there will be a sharp and piercing sound of breaking through the air, like the roar of a dragon or a tiger, majestic and powerful.

The sword in his hand shone with a cold light, and wherever it passed, the enemies fell down with screams. However, facing the numerous and extremely ferocious enemies, Li Zhao was not afraid at all, but became more and more courageous as the battle went on.

While fighting hard, he shouted at the top of his lungs to cheer up his companions:

"Brothers, keep trying! As long as we work together and hold on to the end, we will definitely not let those bastards from the Netherworld Cult succeed in their scheme!"

Wu Chen was seen holding the staff that emitted a mysterious light tightly in both hands and waving it vigorously in the air.

With every swing of her staff, dazzling light burst out from the tip of the staff, and these lights intertwined with each other.

Eventually, an extremely solid transparent wall of light was formed, like an indestructible shield, firmly covering the entire team.

At this moment, the enemies' attacks, like a surging tide, hit this protective shield, splashing colorful ripples of light, but they were still unable to break through this line of defense.

Wu Chen closed his eyes, muttered something, and softly chanted the ancient and mysterious spell.

From his slightly trembling voice, one could hear a subtle hint of nervousness:

"Everyone, our current situation is extremely critical. If we can't quickly find the correct way to use this seal stone, this fierce battle will probably continue endlessly..."

Everyone was sitting around a dim bonfire, the atmosphere tense and tense, and the sound of arguments was endless.

The flickering flames illuminated everyone's face, making their expressions particularly clear and distinct.