Legendary Person: I brought my skills back to reality!

The scattered cocoons seemed to be drawn by an invisible force. The sticky film on their surface began to fluctuate violently, and then, like melting candles, they, along with the people inside, turned into blurry shadows and were instantly "pulled" to Xu Hao's side. They reformed and fell haphazardly onto the stone slab at his feet.

The cocoon disappeared, but everyone was in a deep coma, their brows furrowed, their faces showing signs of pain and struggle.

Xu Hao, without taking a break, immediately began to provide first aid.

He first walked to Lin Ya's side, gently patted her cheek, and whispered, "Lin Ya? Wake up! Lin Ya!" After calling several times, Lin Ya finally let out a soft moan, her long eyelashes trembled a few times, and she opened her eyes with difficulty, her gaze dazed and empty.

Xu Hao quickly took out a bottle of Eternal Snow Frost and carefully fed it to her.

The cold liquid sent a shiver down her spine, bringing her to a slightly clearer state of mind. "Xu...Xu Hao?" she called out weakly, her voice hoarse.

Next, Xu Hao went to wake up Shi Shaowei, Miaoyu, and the others one by one. This process was more difficult than he had imagined.

Each person's consciousness seemed to be locked deep inside, requiring repeated calling, patting, and even being doused with the frost of the ancient snow as a wash water to finally pull them out of their slumber.

Everyone's first reaction upon waking up is bewilderment and weakness, followed by astonishment at their own condition.

"My... my mage skills, I can't use them anymore!" Tielan struggled to sit up, instinctively trying to condense lightning at her fingertips, but found that only a faint energy fluctuation flashed by, unable to form an effective spell at all.

"Fire talisman! Damn it, my spiritual power can't communicate with the talisman!" A Taoist priest tried, his face pale, but failed as well.

"Me too, I can't sense the healing spell..." A Taoist's voice carried a hint of panic.

In an instant, gasps of surprise rose and fell as everyone realized that their professional skills, upon which they depended for survival, had completely failed in this strange place, as if they had been completely imprisoned by an invisible force.

Just as everyone was filled with fear and unease, Xu Hao silently raised his right hand. With a thought, a small cluster of energy that combined fire and lightning appeared in his palm. Although it was not as solid and violent as usual, it only flickered with red and blue light, but it did exist and was burning steadily.

"My fusion skill... is still usable," Xu Hao said in a deep voice, showing everyone the small cluster of flames and lightning.

Xu Hao took a deep breath, suppressed his unease, and raised his right hand, which was wearing a teleportation ring.

He concentrated his remaining spiritual energy and slowly poured it into the ring, attempting to activate that familiar spatial fluctuation.

The gem on the ring flickered, much dimmer than usual. The faint spatial energy that had just spread out seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall, instantly dissipating without even causing a ripple.

He tried again, but his mental energy was like a stone thrown into the sea; the teleportation ring did not respond at all.

“No,” Xu Hao put down his hand, his voice low and weary. “It’s similar to what happened at the Bull Demon Temple. The teleportation ring has failed.”

This news was like a bucket of ice water poured over their heads, causing the hearts of those who had just regained some clarity to sink once again.

Having lost their skills, they've now lost even their last means of escape.

Miao Yu's face was pale, and she subconsciously clenched her fists; Shi Shaowei frowned, looking around at the dark environment with a serious expression; Tie Lan and the others also had anxiety and unease written on their faces.

"Then... what do we do?" Lin Ya leaned against Xu Hao, her voice trembling slightly.

Xu Hao's gaze swept over the crowd, though he himself felt unprecedented pressure.

We must not panic now!

"Given the current situation, we can only move forward, explore this place, and see if we can find another way out, or at least figure out what this place is and why we are here."

He paused, then added, "Everyone be careful. This place is eerie, a bit like the Unknown Dark Temple from the legends. We've lost most of our power now, and any danger could be fatal."

But there don't seem to be any monsters here, so it's relatively safe for now.

Everyone nodded silently; at this point, this was the only option.

Xu Hao held the faint flame of lightning in his palm, using it as a temporary light source and weapon, and walked at the front of the group.

Shi Shaowei followed closely behind, cautiously observing both sides. The others supported each other, trying to remain quiet as they followed behind.

They walked forward along the only passage. Their footsteps echoed in the empty underground palace, sounding particularly clear and jarring.

The passage was flanked by massive, rough stone walls. The torchlight could only illuminate a limited area, and the darkness beyond seemed to be alive, threatening to engulf them at any moment.

The air was cold and stagnant, thick with dust and dampness, with a faint, lingering smell of decay.

Time passed slowly in the oppressive silence. They didn't know how long they had walked; it felt like hours, or even longer.

The passage was winding and twisting, sometimes wide, sometimes narrow, and even had several forks, but no matter which path you chose, it always seemed to lead to deeper darkness.

Everyone's physical strength was being continuously depleted, and the mental exhaustion was indescribable.

Just when everyone was almost driven mad by the endless darkness and oppression, Xu Hao, who was walking at the front, suddenly stopped and raised his hand to signal the people behind him to stop.

Ahead, the passage suddenly opened up, revealing an even larger underground space. At the center of this space, a familiar altar, constructed from massive, dark red rocks, stood prominently!

Xu Hao was extremely familiar with the style, size, and even the texture of the stones on the altar!

The altar destroyed in the final battle of the Crimson Moon Demon's Lair is exactly the same!

A chilling coldness instantly rose from the bottom of Xu Hao's heart.

Damn! I knew it wouldn't be that easy to win!

What's even more chilling is that directly above the blood-red altar, about ten meters above the ground, a huge, bloodshot eye without eyelids is silently floating!

It slowly rotated, its deep, dark pupils indifferently scanning the area below, as if it had existed there since time immemorial, radiating a chilling and eerie aura that sent shivers down one's spine. It was the same eye that had once appeared above Miami, dragging them into this strange, radiant light!

The air seemed to freeze instantly. An invisible pressure, accompanied by a cold, hollow voice, pierced through everyone's eardrums, as if it were being branded directly into their souls.

The voice was neither male nor female, and carried no emotional fluctuations. It seemed to come from the ancient void, yet it was also clear as if it were whispering in one's ear.

"Hmm... I overlooked that."

The sound paused slightly, and the giant eye seemed to shift slightly, its focus falling on Xu Hao.

"Those little gadgets in your hand, were they... modified by those three ants?"