His innermost thoughts were revealed, and he ventured into a fictional dynasty with the system.

Her fingertips, like a gentle breeze, carefully touched the edge of the brocade box; the touch was as if she were touching a dream that had been asleep for a thousand years.

Then, she slowly lifted the lid of the box, accompanied by a soft and crisp "click" sound as the lid opened.

It was as if the door of destiny had been quietly pushed open, emitting a long and mysterious sigh, and a faint, ancient aura drifted leisurely in the air.

Inside the box, only a dark stone rests quietly, like an old man who has experienced many vicissitudes and has been forgotten by time.

Its surface is rough and uneven, covered with lines like the marks of time, and has no luster whatsoever, just like a dim star left behind in a dark corner.

The dimly lit room exuded a somber and mysterious atmosphere.

However, the moment Feng Qingyun's gaze fell upon the stone, her expression suddenly changed slightly, and her originally lively and playful eyes widened instantly.

A flicker of surprise and panic crossed his eyes, as if struck by a sudden, sharp bolt of lightning that had directly hit the most hidden and vulnerable corner of his heart.

Her hand, as if freed from the control of her consciousness in an instant, was driven by some ancient and mysterious force, and involuntarily and slowly covered the stone.

Against the backdrop of the stone, that little hand appeared even smaller and more helpless.

Qin Qianlu was as perceptive as a wary cheetah, instantly noticing the unusual expression and behavior of Feng Qingyun.

A sense of foreboding, like a raging tsunami, surged through her heart, alarm bells rang in her mind, and she knew something was wrong.

Without thinking, she hurriedly stretched out her hands, her movements swift and urgent, trying to snatch the stone back from Feng Qingyun's hands as quickly as possible.

It was as if the stone was a bomb about to explode.

However, everything happened too suddenly, and it was already too late.

Feng Qingyun's small hand was already firmly placed on the stone, her five fingers slightly closed, as if she had become one with the stone and could no longer be separated.

In that split second, a strange and awe-inspiring scene unfolded before my eyes without warning, like a magnificent and breathtaking painting.

Suddenly, a dazzling, dreamlike seven-colored light emanated from Feng Qingyun's hand.

The light was like a lively, leaping thread, carrying a mysterious and powerful force, as if it came from ancient times.

It spread wildly in all directions at an astonishing speed that was breathtaking.

In the blink of an eye, the entire room was completely filled with this dreamlike, beautiful, and colorful light.

Every inch of air seemed to be infused with magnificent and strange colors, becoming as dazzling and beautiful as a fairyland.

The light danced and shimmered on the walls and floor, like countless nimble sprites dancing joyfully, transforming the room into a mysterious, fantastical, and dreamlike world.

The light shone on Qin Qianluo and Feng Qingyun's faces, giving them a dreamlike halo and making the whole scene even more mysterious and eerie.

At this moment, Feng Qingyun seemed to have all her vitality and strength drained away by an invisible and powerful force.

The little head, like a flower withering in a storm, suddenly drooped limply.

Her body trembled slightly, as if she were enduring some kind of great pain.

At the same time, the originally dark and inconspicuous stone slowly and leisurely rose into the air.

As if breaking free from the relentless pull of gravity, it swayed gently in mid-air. The originally dull and lifeless blackness receded swiftly and decisively, like the receding tide.

Qin Qianluo stared wide-eyed, her eyes filled with shock and fear as she watched the seemingly ordinary, unremarkable stone.

Under the poetic and dreamlike glow of seven-colored light, it gradually and slowly transformed into the shape of a phoenix.

The phoenix's outline gradually became clearer, lifelike, with each feather seemingly radiating dazzling light.

It's as if it will take flight in the light at any moment, soaring through the vast sky and heading towards the unknown distance.

The phoenix was elegant and noble, its eyes revealing an innate majesty and mystery, as if it carried a thousand years of memories and mission.

Before Qin Qianluo could recover from the series of dazzling, breathtaking, and fantastical events that seemed to take place in a dreamlike world...

An even more astonishing and unbelievable scene struck her heart like a heavy hammer.

Feng Qingyun's small, frail body slowly floated up, like a light feather drifting in a gentle breeze, swaying helplessly in the air.

Her eyes were tightly closed, her face serene and peaceful, as if she were in a deep and sweet dream, but her slightly trembling eyelashes betrayed her inner unease.

The seven-colored light emitted by the stone, which had already transformed into the shape of a phoenix, was like a pair of gentle yet powerful arms full of maternal love, tightly enveloping her.

Gradually, it formed a dazzling, radiant ball of light.

The ball of light resembled a mysterious and ancient cocoon, radiating a soft yet powerful glow that enveloped Feng Qingyun, making her appear like a fairy sleeping in the light.

Qin Qianluo was extremely anxious, as if her heart was being tightly gripped by an invisible and cold hand.

The pain was so intense that she could barely breathe; each heartbeat felt like she was enduring immense agony.

Without hesitation, she stretched out her hands, her movements swift and urgent, trying to pull Feng Qingyun into her arms as quickly as possible.

Give her the warmest and most solid protection, just as you have done countless times when she was in danger.

However, that seemingly gentle, dreamlike ball of light was now like an indestructible, cold, and ruthless steel wall, mercilessly blocking her hand from the outside.

The moment Qin Qianluo's palm touched the ball of light, she felt a powerful yet gentle, yet irresistible force.

Like a surging undercurrent, it violently bounced her hand back.

The anxiety in her heart surged wildly like a raging, overwhelming tide.

He wished he could break through this barrier immediately and rescue Feng Qingyun from this mysterious and unknown danger.

But she was helpless and could only watch as the phoenix-shaped stone gradually and inch by inch merged into Feng Qingyun's body.

But she was powerless to do anything about it. A deep sense of helplessness gripped her heart like a demon, causing her immense pain and despair.

Her eyes were fixed on Feng Qingyun, filled with worry and self-blame, as if blaming herself for not protecting her better.

The moment the phoenix-shaped stone was completely and unreservedly integrated into Feng Qingyun's body, an overwhelming and unstoppable force burst forth.

The light emanating from her body suddenly reached its peak, like a supernova exploding in this small space.

The light, like a tangible blade, pierced through every crevice of space with overwhelming force.

It was so bright that it was almost impossible to look directly at it, as if it were trying to wipe away all the darkness in the world.

The light seemed to carry a mysterious and alluring magic, like a stirring horn of destiny, drawing everyone in the space to follow it like moths to a flame.

The Void Daoist, who has always been engrossed in cultivating the Daoist arts and has been leisurely lounging in the space under the pretext of studying diligently all day long, is now immersed in comprehending the profound Daoist arts.

However, this sudden burst of light was like a heavy hammer blow, shattering the tranquility around him.

His tightly closed eyes suddenly snapped open, a glint of surprise flashing in them.

Immediately afterwards, he put down the Taoist scripture that contained thousands of years of wisdom in his hand without hesitation, and with a flick of his sleeve, he moved like lightning and rushed toward the source of the light.

When he arrived at the scene and saw the ball of light radiating a soft yet captivating glow, he couldn't help but open his mouth slightly, his eyes filled with shock and amazement.

He looked like a wise man who had spent his life exploring the mysteries of the universe, who had suddenly glimpsed the deepest secret of the universe, and the whole world seemed to be renewed in his eyes.

Just as everyone was filled with astonishment, watching all of this with unwavering eyes as if they were frozen in place.

A clear, melodious phoenix cry, resounding through the sky like a thunderous bell, suddenly exploded in everyone's ears.

The phoenix's cry was like celestial music from the beginning of time, clear and crisp, yet carrying an innate majesty and power that shook heaven and earth.

Each note seems to be the essence that has been precipitated in the long river of time, carrying the glory and legends of ancient times.

Having traversed a long time tunnel, it struck the depths of everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer, causing their souls to tremble.

With that phoenix cry, the dazzling light, almost blindingly bright, began to slowly dissipate like the receding tide.

Like lifting a veil of mystery, the magnificent scene hidden behind it is gradually revealed.

A beautiful and majestic phoenix suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes; it was Feng Qingyun in disguise.

She slowly spread her huge and magnificent wings, like two colorful clouds.

Each feather shimmers with iridescent light, as if inlaid with countless rare jewels, reflecting a dreamlike halo of light, dazzling and breathtakingly beautiful.

These feathers seemed to be no ordinary objects; each one contained a mysterious and powerful force, as if a mere wave could cause the wind and clouds to change color and the sun and moon to lose their light.

Fortunately, it may have been a clever arrangement by fate.

The ball of light seemed to sense the cramped and confined space inside the room, and as if it had its own consciousness, it slowly floated out of the room.

Otherwise, given the small size of this room, it would be truly difficult to accommodate such a large and magnificent phoenix body.

The magnificent sight of this phoenix spreading its wings would probably tear the entire room apart and cause it to collapse.

Qin Qianluo stood there, stunned, staring blankly at the enormous phoenix before her. She seemed frozen in time, like a statue that had lost its soul.

Her mind was like a tangled mess ravaged by a storm, with countless thoughts surging in like a tidal wave.

Yet they are intertwined and collide with each other, making it impossible to make sense of them.