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The ground trembled more and more violently, as if a tremendous force was surging underground. The ground beneath their feet began to crack, and spiderweb-like cracks spread rapidly, making a teeth-grinding "crack" sound.

Gravel flew everywhere, dust billowed, and the once flat ground was now a mess, as if it had been through an earthquake.

Han Xinru's face was deathly pale. She gripped the long sword tightly in her hand, her knuckles turning white from the excessive force.

Lan Xing's expression was also solemn. She quickly looked around, trying to find a way out, but everything around her was shaking violently, making it impossible to determine the direction.

Old Tuo stood tightly in front of Han Xinru, his honest face full of tension, fine beads of sweat on his forehead, his rough hands gripping the huge battle axe, making a dull rubbing sound.

Fan Tong's heart pounded like a drum. He forced himself to calm down and scanned his surroundings with sharp eyes, trying to find the source of the crisis.

They huddled together back to back, their breaths clearly audible, appearing so small and helpless in the face of immense fear.

Suddenly, the ground exploded open, and countless enormous tentacles, like demonic claws reaching out from hell, carrying a stench, surged wildly from underground.

These tentacles are entirely black, covered in mucus, and have densely packed suckers at their ends, making them awe-inspiring.

They waved their arms like wildly dancing pythons, each sweep bringing with it a strong gust of wind and a whooshing sound that stung the eardrums.

"Watch out!" Fan Tong shouted, pulling Han Xinru away from him and narrowly dodging a whistling tentacle.

The tentacles slammed into the ground, sending shards of rock flying and creating a huge crater.

Lan Xing reacted quickly, her body nimbly weaving between the tentacles. The dagger in her hand gleamed coldly, occasionally slicing across the surface of the tentacles, but only leaving shallow scratches.

The old camel brandished his battle axe, attempting to sever the tentacles, but his massive axe struck the tentacles as if they were cowhide, causing little to no real damage.

The tentacles were incredibly powerful, and each attack forced everyone to dodge. A dangerous atmosphere filled the air, and the tension rose like a surging tide.

Just as everyone was struggling to keep up, Fan Tong felt a powerful surge within him. It was the energy brought by the precious pearl when it entered his body. He could clearly feel this power calling to him. He gritted his teeth...

"This can't go on any longer..." Fan Tong said softly, his voice tinged with worry.

Fan Tong realized he had to take the initiative, but he was also worried about the safety of his teammates.

His inner struggle was like a tangled rope, each turn bringing him more pain.

Sweat rolled down his forehead, mixing with dirt and dust, dripping onto the dry ground and being absorbed immediately.

He clenched his fists, his muscles trembling slightly with tension, his eyes filled with unwavering determination, yet still unable to conceal the inner turmoil and unease within.

Lan Xing hid behind Fan Tong, her body trembling slightly.

The tension and fear made it almost impossible for her to stand, but she did not back down.

Fan Tong glanced back, and their eyes met in a dangerous exchange.

Lan Xing's face flushed slightly, and her heart clenched. An indescribable emotion spread through her chest, a special feeling that only arises on the edge of life and death.

"This can't go on any longer." Fan Tong's voice was deep and powerful, and a resolute look appeared in his eyes.

He turned to face the frenzied tentacles, took a deep breath, and the power within him, like a lurking beast, was instantly awakened.

He clenched his fists, feeling the power surging from every cell, flowing into his blood, and coursing into his will.

Just then, a huge tentacle lunged at him, its stench and viscous liquid almost engulfing him.

Instead of retreating, Fan Tong advanced, leaping forward and throwing out both fists simultaneously. The powerful force gathered in his palms, forming a dazzling light.

The tip of the tentacle was instantly shattered, and a trickle of blood spurted from its surface, filling the air with the smell of burning.

Seeing this, Lan Xing quickly followed, her dagger flashing through the air. She and Fan Tong worked in perfect harmony, like dancers, wielding their weapons as they weaved through the tentacles.

Encouraged, Han Xinru and Lao Tuo stepped forward, forming a solid defensive circle with their backs to each other.

Fan Tong's heart stirred, and he scanned his surroundings again, sensing that the power within his body had reached a new level.

He took a deep breath."

Just then, Fan Tong's gaze fell on a huge stone gate not far away. A more powerful force was hidden inside that stone gate, and a strong impulse surged in his heart, as if fate was calling him.

"Blue Star, get ready, we're going to get through this together!" Fan Tong shouted, his voice sounding particularly firm amidst the deafening roar.

Lan Xing nodded, and the two exchanged a glance, as if they had reached a silent understanding at that moment.

At that moment, Fan Tong's gaze became unusually firm, and he suddenly leaped forward, rushing towards the mysterious stone door.

Fan Tong recalled the moment his power increased inside the stone gate, and a surge of heroic ambition welled up in his heart.

Without further hesitation, he roared and charged towards the wildly flailing tentacles.

The jewels on his body emitted a dazzling light, forming a protective barrier around him.

With a flash of light, Fan Tong's speed and strength were greatly enhanced.

Each punch was accompanied by a whistling sound, precisely striking the tentacles' weak points and severing them one by one.

Thick, green liquid splattered out, filling the air with a nauseating, fishy stench.

Seeing Fan Tong's incredible prowess, Lan Xing, Han Xinru, and Lao Tuo were all invigorated.

Admiration gleamed in Lan Xing's eyes as she calmly analyzed the tentacles' attack patterns, searching for their weaknesses.

Han Xinru brandished her longsword, parrying the approaching tentacles one by one. The sword blade collided with the tentacles, producing a piercing metallic scraping sound.

The old camel swung its giant axe, hacking at the tentacles with tremendous force. Each strike seemed capable of splitting mountains, shaking the ground violently.

However, the tentacles seemed endless, and the severed tentacles quickly grew back, and their attack strategies also changed.

Instead of attacking blindly, they began to systematically surround Fan Tong and the others, attempting to trap them in a sea of ​​tentacles.

Lanxing keenly sensed the change in the tentacles and shouted a warning: "They're trying to trap us! Everyone be careful!"

Fan Tong and the others immediately changed their formation, standing back to back to form a defensive circle to resist the tentacles' attacks.

Blue Star calmly observed the tentacles' movements and quickly discovered their weakness—the roots of the tentacles were connected to an underground energy source. As long as the energy source was destroyed, these tentacles could be completely eliminated.

"Attack their roots!" Blue Star shouted.

Fan Tong and the others immediately understood and concentrated their firepower on the base of the tentacles. In an instant, the sound of the tentacles being blasted apart rose and fell, and green liquid gushed out like a fountain.

Just when they thought victory was in sight, the ground suddenly shook violently, and a huge vortex appeared beneath their feet, pulling them toward the center of the vortex with a powerful suction force.

"Hold on tight!" Fan Tong shouted.