Black Myth: The Legend of Tianpeng Seeking Demons

Night fell slowly like a vast black curtain, enveloping the entire land. Yet, the Eldar's underground city radiated a unique light within this darkness—a glow from countless soft, fluorescent plants. These plants, like twinkling stars, illuminated the city, transforming it into a dreamlike, enchanting wonderland.

Zhu Feifei and Yue Ling walked side by side, their figures standing out against the beautiful night scene. They strolled through this fairytale-like city, their eyes drawn to the strange architecture around them. These buildings, layered and staggered, seemed to blend seamlessly with nature, each brimming with artistic flair.

They followed the Elven maidens through the streets until they arrived at a spacious plaza. Located in the heart of the city, the plaza was surrounded by towering buildings, giving it a solemn and sacred feel. In the center of the plaza stood a colossal tree, its trunk incredibly thick, its branches and leaves spreading like a giant umbrella, shading the entire plaza.

The giant tree was covered with ancient and intricate runes, which shimmered with a faint light, as if telling ancient and mysterious stories. Zhu Feifei and Yue Ling stood quietly beneath the tree, gazing up at it with awe.

The maid stopped and respectfully pointed to the tree, saying softly, "This is our Spirit Clan's sacred tree—the 'Tree of Life.' It is connected to the energy core of this planet and protects the peace of the Spirit Clan."

Zhu Feifei looked up at the giant tree, its canopy seemingly piercing the sky, connecting heaven and earth, and containing boundless mysterious energy. He couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, "This tree... reminds me of the legendary Jianmu tree, it's truly wondrous!"

As a human from a technologically advanced future world, Yue Ling had seen countless towering buildings and man-made wonders, but she had never felt such a strong force of nature.

She said softly, "This is the best proof of the harmonious coexistence of the Eldar civilization with nature. Their culture is truly awe-inspiring."

"Yes," Zhu Feifei nodded, her tone filled with admiration. "They abandoned their dependence on technology and returned to the embrace of nature, which in turn created such a great civilization. I, Old Pig, have truly learned something new today!"

Just then, the Ringwraith Little White jumped onto Zhu Feifei's shoulder, its tail gently brushing against his cheek, its tone slightly teasing: "Silly pig, don't just keep praising him, be careful not to forget your mission!"

Zhu Feifei laughed and patted Xiaobai's head: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

However, just as the two were immersed in the beautiful scenery before them, the surrounding air suddenly became heavy. Whispers began to rise from the square, growing increasingly urgent, as if some uneasy emotion was spreading. Zhu Feifei keenly sensed this strange atmosphere. He looked around and found that the people in the square seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, and anxiety and fear gradually appeared on their faces.

Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps came from afar, and a black figure quickly appeared at the edge of the square. A group of Spirit Clan members dressed in black robes appeared silently on the square, holding spears in their hands, their eyes as cold as knives, and they approached the "Tree of Life" step by step.

"Enemy attack!" Yue Ling instantly became alert, drawing her laser sword from her waist and staring warily at the black-robed figures with eyes as sharp as swords.

Not to be outdone, Zhu Feifei swiftly pulled out a nine-bead bracelet from his sleeve, chanted a spell rapidly, and a nine-toothed rake appeared with a resounding thud as it hit the ground. He gripped the rake, bracing himself for a fierce battle.

The maid's face turned pale, and she hurriedly explained, "They are rebels from the Spirit Race! Their leader, the Obsidian Priest, is attempting to usurp the throne, control the power of the 'Tree of Life,' and try to rule the Spirit Race!"

"Rebels?!" Zhu Feifei frowned, his heart suddenly tightening. He and Yue Ling had only been in the Spirit Clan's territory for a short time, but they had already been caught up in a coup d'état.

"We must stop them!" Yue Ling gripped the hilt of her sword, her gaze resolute.

Just then, a tall man stepped out from the group of people in black robes. His figure was shrouded in black robes, with only a pair of cold eyes showing, filled with aggressive and ambitious light.

"Obsidian Priest!" the maid exclaimed, her voice filled with deep fear.

The Obsidian Priest coldly gazed at Zhu Feifei and Yue Ling in the center of the plaza, his eyes sharp as a hawk's. "Outsiders, you should not interfere in the affairs of the Spirit Race." His voice was deep and cold, carrying an undeniable threat.

"You're wrong, Obsidian!" Zhu Feifei gripped the Nine-Toothed Rake tightly, staring at him with piercing eyes, his whole body filled with unease and anger. Although he didn't yet know the full history of the Spirit Race, he knew that once Obsidian gained control of this giant tree, the entire Spirit Race would be plunged into an abyss of no return.

He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and said in a voice as firm as iron: "Obsidian, your ambition will only destroy the future of the Eldar! I, Old Pig, have seen far too much of this kind of behavior! All those who attempt to control the forces of nature will ultimately perish!"

A hint of disdain flashed in the Obsidian Priest's eyes. He sneered, "Foolish outsider, the power of the Eldar is beyond your comprehension! You are nothing but a clown."

Zhu Feifei did not back down. The nine-toothed rake in his hand gleamed with golden light. He said in a low voice, "Then let me tell you what true power is!"

Before he could finish speaking, the Obsidian Priest suddenly raised his hands, black energy condensing in his palms and rapidly spreading outwards, filling the air with a suffocating chill. At the same time, Zhu Feifei also raised her Nine-Toothed Rake high, its golden light as dazzling as the sun, instantly colliding with the Obsidian Priest's dark power.

"Boom!" A deafening explosion of energy erupted as two powerful forces collided violently in the plaza, whipping up a fierce wind. The stone slabs on the plaza were torn apart, dust flew everywhere, and the sky seemed to distort from the intense battle.

"Zhu Xinghe, be careful!" Yue Ling saw that Zhu Feifei was locked in a stalemate with the Obsidian Priest, so she immediately brandished her laser sword and rushed forward to provide flank support.

"Damn it!" The Obsidian Priest sneered upon seeing this, and the dark energy in his hand suddenly intensified, unleashing a powerful sense of oppression upon Zhu Feifei. His figure seemed to merge into the darkness, moving at a dazzling speed.

"Hmph! I, Old Pig, am not someone to be trifled with!" A sly glint flashed in Zhu Feifei's eyes. He quickly adjusted the nine-toothed rake in his hand, pushed off the ground with both feet, and charged towards the Obsidian Priest like a ferocious beast. He and Yue Ling were perfectly in sync, launching a fierce attack together.

The light from the laser sword and the golden light from the nine-toothed rake intertwined in the air, causing cracks to appear in the Obsidian Priest's dark energy barrier.

"Your power... is nothing more than this!" The Obsidian Priest laughed, then suddenly roared, unleashing a burst of dark energy that forced the two back. Zhu Feifei and Yue Ling staggered backward, nearly falling to the ground.

As the Obsidian Priest's power grew ever stronger, he stood in the center of the plaza, laughing wildly as he gazed up at the Tree of Life. "Hahaha! You're all too naive! I have mastered the power of the Tree of Life; no one can stop me!"