Chapter 672
We are not the only living people
"You..." the general began with difficulty, but before he could finish the sentence, the jewel-like brilliance on the Clear Water Whip surged, enveloping his entire body in a layer of radiance.
At this moment, the surrounding environment seemed to freeze.
The sky was no longer a gloomy gray, but had become fresh and bright.
The distant mountains and flowing water seemed to whisper praises of this moment, and even the air seemed to become fresher.
Chen Ze turned to look at Tian Siyao, his eyes filled with respect and admiration.
"You were truly outstanding at that moment."
Tian Siyao smiled and replied, "You too. If you hadn't blocked that attack in time, we would probably be in a very bad situation right now."
Their gazes were filled with unspoken understanding and trust, as if everything around them had temporarily lost its meaning, leaving only the indescribable emotion between them.
Just then, a strange mark suddenly appeared on the ground. It looked as if it had been drawn with a mixture of flames and blood, and it exuded a chilling aura.
Chen Ze and Tian Siyao felt a chill almost simultaneously.
They knew that this was not the end, and that greater challenges and unknowns might still await them.
But no matter how difficult the future may be, they have the confidence and courage to face it.
Because they know that as long as they work together, nothing is impossible.
The two gripped their respective magical implements tightly, preparing to face whatever was to come.
In their eyes, every challenge is an opportunity for growth, and every crisis is a touchstone for their firm beliefs.
Ultimately, they will become stronger, and no matter how many unknowns and dangers lie ahead, they will face them without fear.
However, that strange mark seemed to be a premonition, foreshadowing an even more thrilling battle to come.
Chen Ze and Tian Siyao stood there, their eyes fixed on the general. In this eerie cemetery, this once-mighty general was trapped as a vengeful spirit.
But at that moment, they saw a fleeting sense of emotion and relief in its eyes.
Tian Siyao gripped the jade sword tightly in her hand, the incantation just lingering on her lips.
She lightly touched a dark lotus flower on the ground with her sword-like fingers, as if she were trying to tell the world something.
This action is subtle and meaningful, as if it were an annotation of the entire scene.
"What do you think will happen to it now?" Chen Ze asked leisurely, the colorful pagoda in his hand still shimmering with a faint light.
Tian Siyao looked up at him and smiled, "I think it has finally found its way out."
Whether human or ghost, everyone needs a final resting place, don't they?
Chen Ze nodded, deeply agreeing.
He looked at the colorful pagoda in his hand, which seemed to be shimmering with even more stories and emotions.
"I think so too.
Sending it off through this tower might be the best way to send it off.
He held the multicolored tower in front of him, and the light inside gradually brightened, illuminating the ancient tombstones and ruins shrouded in darkness around him.
Just then, the general's image began to blur, and his entire body seemed to be sucked into the dazzling, multicolored tower.
The general's eyes seemed to regain some humanity at this last moment. They stopped, as if gazing at the two with their dim eyes, before slowly transforming into a gust of wind and being completely absorbed into the multicolored tower. The air seemed to clear as well, a subtle change that brought a sense of relief.
The two men smiled at each other, as if at that moment, they and the general had all found some kind of relief.
"It was truly an incredible experience," Tian Siyao said softly, her voice filled with deep emotion.
“Yes, every tomb raiding is a new story, a new beginning.” Chen Ze put down the colorful pagoda in his hand and glanced at the tomb in front of him. “I hope the general can find his true home in another world.”
The two walked hand in hand out of the chilling cemetery, the surrounding night and silence seemingly paving the way for their departure.
They felt little fear or unease, but rather an indescribable warmth.
And so, the two continued on their adventure, each step filled with confidence and anticipation, as if more unknown challenges and endless miracles awaited them ahead.
Chen Ze and Tian Siyao stood facing each other nervously, their eyes fixed on the suddenly appearing evil spirit.
This evil spirit was tall and had a ferocious face. Its eyes emitted a cold green light that seemed to penetrate people's hearts.
The blood seeping from its mouth is chilling, as if it could pounce and devour living beings at any moment.
Chen Ze took a deep breath, his hand tightly gripping his magical artifact—the Five-Colored Pagoda.
He summoned a power from the depths of his heart, causing the magical artifact to begin emitting a dazzling, multicolored light.
The light surged like a raging fire, full of mystery and power. Like a dazzling firework, it illuminated the entire dark cave.
The demon was so blinded by the sudden light that it could barely close its eyes. It let out a shrill howl and its body began to twist violently, as if it were undergoing a soul-searching ordeal.
The once arrogant and fearless demon was now almost completely powerless to resist. The multicolored light pierced through its body, as if trying to completely erase it.
"Look! Its soul is being sucked into the tower!" Tian Siyao shouted excitedly, her eyes sparkling with excitement, as if she had just solved a huge problem.
Chen Ze remained silent, staring intently at the multicolored tower, observing how the evil spirits' souls were being sucked into it.
He finally breathed a long sigh of relief after the evil spirit's soul had completely disappeared into the colorful tower.
Tian Siyao followed closely behind, putting the jade sword in her hand back into its sheath.
The two looked at each other and saw the excitement and relief in each other's eyes.
Having survived this life-or-death ordeal, they have even greater faith in each other and in the magical artifacts they possess.
"I never imagined the Five-Colored Tower was so powerful, capable of absorbing even the souls of evil spirits into it," Tian Siyao couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
Chen Ze smiled and shook his head. "This is all thanks to you. If you hadn't blocked its attack with the Jade Sword at the crucial moment, I probably wouldn't have been able to unleash this move."
Tian Siyao smiled and glanced at the colorful pagoda in Chen Ze's hand, as if this small pagoda contained endless wonder and power.
She suddenly realized that no matter how difficult the road ahead might be, as long as she was with Chen Ze, nothing would be a problem anymore.
Chen Ze held the Yin-Yang Mirror in his hand, a thick cloud of doubt covering his slightly narrowed eyes.
He and Tian Siyao stepped into the depths of a tomb. The torches on both sides emitted a faint light, making them feel as if they were walking through the gates of hell.
"This place is truly eerie," Chen Ze thought to himself. At the same time, he could feel the jade sword held by Tian Siyao beside him trembling slightly, as if it could also sense the evil aura here.
"What do you think?" Chen Ze glanced at Tian Siyao.
“I don’t think we’re the only survivors here.” Tian Siyao’s words startled Chen Ze. She took out her Mingyu Huo (a magical artifact), and with a wave, a crescent-shaped light illuminated the ground around them. (End of Chapter)