Black Myth: The Legend of Tianpeng Seeking Demons

The Eldar dungeon has returned to its former peace and tranquility, and Obsidian's conspiracy has been thwarted. In this sanctuary brimming with life, Zhu Feifei and Yue Ling walk side by side beneath the "Tree of Life," soft fluorescent light bathing them, as if draping this serene holy land in a dreamlike veil.

"Thank you, Zhu Xinghe," Yue Ling said sincerely, her eyes filled with undisguised gratitude. "Without you, the Spirit Clan might already be..."

She didn't continue, but Zhu Feifei understood her meaning. Without him, Obsidian's conspiracy would have succeeded, and the Spirit Race would have faced annihilation.

Zhu Feifei scratched his head and smiled sheepishly, "I just did what I should do. Besides, protecting you is also my responsibility."

Yue Ling gazed at Zhu Feifei, her eyes filled with tenderness and love. Having endured so many hardships, their bond had transcended the boundaries of race and time, becoming even more unbreakable.

Just then, the voice of the Ring Spirit Little White came from Zhu Feifei's ring, sharp and urgent: "Idiot! Do you really think you can save the entire Spirit Race with your meager power!"

Zhu Feifei smiled awkwardly and whispered to the spirit Xiaobai, "Xiaobai, stop putting me down. Everyone needs encouragement and support right now."

Yue Ling looked at the ring curiously and asked, "What is this...?"

Zhu Feifei hurriedly explained, "Oh, this is my magic weapon, Little White. This guy always likes to tease me, but it's actually kind-hearted."

The Ringwraith White snorted coldly: "Hmph! You idiot, don't try to make me sound so noble. I just can't stand a stubborn fool like you."

Zhu Feifei chuckled twice and scratched his head: "Hehe, Xiaobai, just say what you want to say, don't always beat around the bush."

The voice of the Ringwraith White suddenly turned serious: "Zhu Xinghe, have you considered using the power of the 'Star Crystal' core? Although you are not smart, your intuition is not bad. Miss Yue Ling's power resonates with the 'Star Crystal' core in some way. If it can be guided correctly, it may be able to solve this predicament."

Zhu Feifei was taken aback: "You mean Yue Ling's power?"

Xiao Bai's tone carried a hint of impatience: "Yes! You idiot, don't tell me you haven't felt it yet! Her energy fluctuations resonate with those 'star crystal' core; it's no coincidence!"

Zhu Feifei nodded thoughtfully: "I see. It seems I really should try to think about it some more."

Upon hearing this, Yue Ling's expression also turned serious: "Xiao Bai is right. If my power can help activate the 'space-time teleportation array,' then perhaps we can find a way back to Earth."

The two exchanged a determined look, and then, led by Elder Pan Shi, arrived deep within the sacred land of the Spirit Race. There stood an ancient altar, its surface covered with mysterious runes, and in the center was a circular groove—the very spot where the "Star Crystal" core was placed.

Silence reigned around the altar, broken only by the rustling of leaves in the wind and the faint hum of the "Star Crystal" core, as if whispering ancient secrets. An ancient and mysterious aura filled the air, inspiring awe.

“This is the depths of the Spirit Clan’s sacred land,” Elder Pan Shi murmured, leading the two to an ancient altar. The ground around the altar was covered with mysterious runes, and in the central recessed area sat a faintly glowing “star crystal” core. Yue Ling was involuntarily drawn to the light.

"This is the 'space-time teleportation array'?" Yue Ling looked at the ancient altar in front of her, her eyes filled with anticipation and doubt.

“Yes, General Yue,” Elder Pan Shi said solemnly, “this is the teleportation array used by our ancestors when they fled from Earth to avoid disaster.”

"Can it really take us back to Earth?" Yue Ling pressed, a hint of worry in her voice. "Theoretically, it can..." Elder Pan Shi said slowly, "but it requires immense energy to activate..."

She stepped forward slowly, gently reaching out her hand. The instant she touched the core of the "Star Crystal," a strange energy surged into her body. The runes on the altar instantly lit up, emitting a dazzling light, as if responding to her arrival.

Upon seeing this, Elder Pan Shi's expression revealed a hint of shock and delight. His voice trembled slightly: "This...this is ancient bloodline power! You are—"

Yue Ling looked at her palm in surprise, feeling a warm power surging within her body—a feeling that was both strange and familiar. "Elder, what is this?" Her voice trembled slightly.

Elder Pan Shi took a deep breath, his eyes filled with complex emotions: "This power is related to the bloodline within you."

Tens of thousands of years ago, when our Spirit Race faced a great calamity, it was an ancestor with a special bloodline who guided our people through time and space to this new star field. Your bloodline is the same as that ancestor's, enabling you to resonate with the core of the 'Star Crystal'.”

Zhu Feifei was stunned: "So, this means that Yue Ling, she..."

Elder Pan Shi nodded, his tone tinged with reverence: "She is the inheritor of the bloodline of the Spirit Race's ancestors. Only this kind of bloodline can awaken the power of the 'Star Crystal' core. That's why the altar responded to her."

Just then, the altar suddenly began to shake violently, and a crack appeared in the central groove, from which a powerful energy surged out, quickly forming an unstable spacetime vortex in the air.

"What is this?!" Yue Ling exclaimed, feeling an unprecedented sense of crisis.

Elder Pan Shi's expression changed drastically, his voice filled with heavy worry: "This is terrible! This is a spacetime rift. Its existence will trigger unpredictable disasters. If it cannot be sealed in time, the entire planet will face destruction!"

Zhu Feifei stared at the rapidly expanding spacetime rift, a chill running through him. He knew that if no action was taken, the Spirit Race, and even Yue Ling, would be destroyed. A powerful sense of responsibility welled up within him, as if the gears of fate were pushing him toward an irreversible end.

Yue Ling noticed Zhu Feifei's unusual behavior. She quickly grabbed his hand, her eyes filled with anxiety and worry. "Xinghe, what are you thinking about? We must leave here as soon as possible; we can't hesitate any longer!"

Zhu Feifei slowly turned his head and looked deeply at Yue Ling. His eyes held both determination and unspeakable pain. "Yue Ling, there are some things only I can do. This spatial rift must be sealed, otherwise the entire Spirit Race will perish."

Yue Ling's eyes were filled with shock and fear. "What? No! I won't let you go!" Her voice trembled, her hands gripping Zhu Feifei's arm tightly, as if trying to hold him fast and never let him leave. "We can think of other ways, there must be other ways!"

Zhu Feifei gently stroked Yue Ling's cheek, her fingers tender yet firm. "Yue Ling, this world needs you, and you are the one I love. I can't stand by and watch you and everyone else fall into danger. I promise you, I will come back, no matter how difficult it is."

Yue Ling could no longer hold back her tears, which streamed down her face. Her heart was torn apart by pain; she couldn't accept Zhu Feifei's decision. "No, you can't do this... Xinghe, I don't want to lose you!"

Zhu Feifei had made up his mind. He gently removed Yue Ling's hand from his arm and slowly walked towards the increasingly unstable spacetime rift. Every step felt like stepping into an unknown abyss, but he never hesitated for a moment.

Yue Ling watched Zhu Feifei's retreating figure, a wave of despair almost overwhelming her. She wanted to shout, to stop it all from happening, but an invisible pain choked her throat, preventing her from making a sound.

Zhu Feifei stood before the rift in time and space, turning back to look at Yue Ling one last time. His gaze was filled with reluctance and deep affection, as if he wanted to etch her image into his heart forever. "Yue Ling, wait for me. I will definitely come back to find you."

"Xinghe...no..." Yue Ling's voice trembled and broke as she knelt on the ground, tears streaming silently down her face.

A white light emanated from the teardrop necklace around Zhu Feifei's neck, and one of the black pearls on the necklace turned white.

Zhu Feifei took a deep breath and leaped into the space-time rift without hesitation. In an instant, intense energy enveloped him, and the entire altar gradually calmed down amidst violent tremors.

As Zhu Feifei disappeared, the spacetime rift began to slowly shrink, eventually closing completely, and the altar returned to tranquility.

Yue Ling knelt blankly on the ground, her eyes vacantly staring at the place that had once swallowed the one she loved. Her hands were clenched tightly, as if waiting for some miracle to happen.

Elder Pan Shi stood silently to the side, his face filled with helplessness and sorrow. He gently patted Yue Ling's shoulder and whispered, "Child, his sacrifice was for all of us. We must be strong and move forward."

Yue Ling slowly raised her head, tears blurring her vision. She knew that Zhu Feifei's decision was for her, for the Spirit Clan, and for Earth. She took a deep breath, stood up, and wiped away her tears.

“I will not let his sacrifice be in vain.” Her voice was full of determination and strength. “I will become a warrior of Eldar and protect this land until he returns.”

Suddenly, Elder Rock looked up alertly, "The Interstellar Federation fleet has spotted us, and they are rapidly approaching!"

“Obsidian sent out a distress signal before he died; he betrayed us with his last strength.” Elder Rock’s expression was solemn.

In the distance, the Interstellar Federation fleet was approaching the Eldar planet. Yue Ling gripped her weapon tightly; she would carry Zhu Feifei's hopes and courage and fight to the very end.

"We have no time left." Elder Rock raised his wooden staff, and a powerful energy wave shot out from his hand, quickly forming a huge energy shield above the Eldar city.

At the same time, the Eldar's energy shield finally shattered under the fierce attack of the Interstellar Federation, and the destructive flames and explosions instantly engulfed the entire city.

Elder Pan Shi gazed upon the city engulfed in war, and resolutely raised his wooden staff...

On the flagship of the Interstellar Federation, the commander coldly ordered: "Continue the attack until they are completely annihilated."