Legend of the Embroiderer

Su Mengyao has always been able to remain calm and handle all kinds of difficulties and obstacles with ease thanks to her extraordinary wisdom and calm personality.

But at this moment, facing the man in black who had betrayed them, her originally firm heart began to waver.

In contrast, Wu Chen seemed much calmer. He twirled his beard lightly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

His voice was steady and powerful, like a clear spring flowing through: "In such a complicated situation, we must not be swayed by emotions and lose our rationality.

Only by keeping a clear mind can one discern the truth. This venerable old man, with his profound Taoist attainments, remained calm and composed even in such a tense and critical moment.

His eyes, as deep as the sea, seemed to be able to penetrate layers of fog and see through the true intentions of the man in black.

The man in black stood there, facing the pairs of eyes full of suspicion and anger of his team members, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a bitter smile.

He slowly began, "I'm fully aware that my betrayal has caused immense harm to everyone, and I understand that this has made it difficult for you to trust me. But please listen to me, the power of the Netherworld Cult is simply too vast. If I don't take action like this, I won't be able to contend with it, let alone expose their horrific conspiracy."

After hearing what the man in black said, the team members felt mixed emotions. On the one hand, they were heartbroken by his betrayal; on the other hand, they felt that what he said might not be entirely unreasonable.

After all, facing such a powerful and mysterious enemy, it is not an easy task to confront him directly.

In any case, they all clearly realized that the upcoming battle was no longer just about revealing the true face of the man in black, but was about whether they could successfully prevent the ancient and evil power from awakening from its slumber.

At this critical moment, Li Zhao took a step forward. His face was solemn, and his voice was low but revealed an unwavering determination:

"We must not lose our composure because of the betrayal of the men in black! Now, we need to calm down and carefully consider our countermeasures. Although the road ahead is difficult, as long as we work together and unite as one, we will surely find a way to overcome this difficult situation."

Su Mengyao nodded immediately, agreeing with Li Zhao's opinion. Her beautiful eyes gleamed with a resolute light, as if burning with an eternal flame:

"That's right! We must never give up easily. No matter how great the difficulties and challenges, as long as we hold each other tightly and move forward hand in hand, there will be no chasm that cannot be crossed."

The indecision within the team was like a thick dark cloud hanging over everyone's heart, making this adventure, which was already full of unknowns, even more confusing and unpredictable.

Just as the team members were arguing about the motives of the mysterious man in black, a sudden change broke the brief stalemate - the Nether Cult launched a surprise attack, attempting to seize control of the portal in one fell swoop.

In an instant, a sharp and piercing horn sounded suddenly in the dense forest, piercing the sky and shocking everyone.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of people from the Netherworld Cult surged out from all directions like ghosts and goblins, without anyone noticing.

They moved as swift as the wind, silently but with great force, their target was clear and direct, which was the crucial portal.

Faced with this sudden situation, the team members did not panic at all, but responded with astonishing speed.

They instantly entered combat mode, each displaying their unique skills and engaging in a thrilling and life-and-death battle with the Netherworld Cult's troops.

For a moment, sword lights flashed like snowflakes, dazzling magic lights intertwined and entangled in the air, and the clanging sounds of metal collisions were endless, echoing repeatedly in this quiet secret stronghold and resounding through the sky.

Li Zhao was in the midst of a fierce battle, but he showed no fear. He swung his sword vigorously, accurately repelling the enemy's attacks time and time again.

He shouted at the top of his lungs, cheering on his companions. His voice was loud and passionate, revealing a firm belief and fearless courage:

"Everyone hold on! We must not let these guys succeed! As long as we work together, we will be able to defend the portal!" After saying this, his figure flashed, like a towering, indestructible mountain, standing resolutely at the forefront of the entire team.

Every time he swung the sword in his hand, it brought up a sharp gust of wind, as if to cut through all obstacles in front of him.

Su Mengyao followed the team closely, and her right hand was tightly holding an ancient bronze mirror that had just been taken out of the secret room.

The frame of this mirror is engraved with mysterious runes and patterns, and the mirror surface flickers with a faint light, as if it contains endless secrets.

At this moment, the mirror was reflecting the winding road ahead. Faintly, there seemed to be some strange light and shadow flowing in it, as if revealing to them the potential dangers hidden in the dark.

"Everyone please be careful. We must hold on until we find a solution to this predicament!"

Su Mengyao lowered her voice and reminded softly. Although she tried her best to appear calm, a trace of worry that was not easily noticed by others was still revealed in her words.

Wu Chen, standing nearby, twirled his beard slightly, a leisurely smile on his face. His calm and magnetic voice slowly rang out:

"The Netherworld Cult's attack this time was indeed fierce and brutal, but we need not fear. After all, our willpower is far stronger than their physical assault! As long as we work together and unite as one, there is no difficulty or obstacle in this world that cannot be overcome."

After saying that, a gleam of confidence flashed in his deep eyes.

Lu Zhanyuan gripped the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands, staring ahead with a fierce gaze. His brows were slightly furrowed, and his face was serious and earnest, clearly concentrating on thinking of a countermeasure.

After a moment, he said firmly, "There's no time to lose. We must act immediately! The most urgent task is to find a way to distract the enemy and then seize the opportunity to find the exact location of the portal."

As an excellent strategist, he is well aware that in such an environment full of unknowns and variables, any subtle move may affect the development of the entire situation.

He became more cautious in his actions, thinking carefully before taking every step to ensure that there would be no mistakes.

The team members' hearts were beating as fast as drums, and everyone's mood was shrouded in tension and complex emotions.

Where their eyes met, there flashed a deep fear of the unfathomable unknown and an uncontrollable tension in the face of the upcoming brutal battle.

Although they are uneasy, they know that this fierce battle is of great significance. It is not only about uncovering the true face of the mysterious man in black, but more importantly, they must do everything they can to prevent the awakening of the ancient evil force that has been dormant for a long time but is ready to move.