A Fantasy Love Story Across the Warring States Period

Chapter 225 Mysterious Figure and Sudden Change in Situation

In the light, the mysterious figure slowly emerged, each step seeming to resonate with the hearts of everyone present. The chaotic dark power within the black hole, illuminated by this light, momentarily subsided. Huanmo squinted, trying to discern the figure's appearance, his heart filled with vigilance and doubt: "Who exactly is this? How will his appearance steer the situation?"

As the figure gradually came into focus, everyone could see his appearance clearly. He was an elderly man dressed in a simple, ancient robe, with white hair yet vigorous spirit. His eyes were deep, like a vast starry sky, containing endless wisdom and mystery. He exuded a peaceful yet powerful aura, which contrasted sharply with the dark power of the shadowy figure.

"You need not panic, I mean no harm." The old man's voice, like a booming bell, echoed within the black hole, carrying a reassuring power. However, Huanmo and the others did not lower their guard. Having experienced too many changes, they dared not easily trust anyone.

The shadowy figure seemed extremely wary of the old man's appearance. Its dark power surged wildly once more, emitting low roars as if warning the old man to mind his own business. The old man remained calm, his gaze sweeping over the shadowy figure with a hint of pity, yet also an air of boundless authority. "You wretched creature, you have committed countless evil deeds in this world; today is your end."

Huanmo's heart skipped a beat. Judging from the old man's tone, he seemed to have a deep connection with the shadowy figure and was there to deal with it. However, he still dared not be careless and whispered to his companions, "Let's assess the situation first and not act rashly." The others nodded slightly, gripping their weapons tightly, ready to deal with any unexpected situation.

The old man raised his right hand, and a shimmering rune instantly appeared in his palm. The rune shone brightly, illuminating the entire black hole, and the surrounding darkness seemed to be driven away by the light, rapidly receding. Seeing this, the shadowy figure let out an angry roar, opening its maw and unleashing an even more terrifying dark power towards the old man. This dark power was like a black tsunami, distorting space beyond recognition wherever it passed.

Huanmo and the others felt an immense pressure bearing down on them, and they quickly circulated their spiritual energy to resist. "The power of this dark figure has increased again!" Wanru exclaimed, her expression becoming extremely solemn. The woman in white gently stroked the guqin, attempting to stabilize everyone's minds with the power of music, while also hoping to interfere with the dark force.

The old man remained calm. He gently waved the runes in his hand, and their light transformed into a sturdy barrier, blocking the attack from the dark figure. The dark power struck the barrier, unleashing a deafening roar. Light and darkness intertwined, stinging everyone's eyes.

"This old man is incredibly strong!" Huanmo thought to himself, a glimmer of hope rising within him. If the old man could defeat the shadowy figure, they might be able to escape this terrible predicament. But a lingering worry remained: what if the old man was no match for the shadowy figure? What would become of them then?

Just as Huanmo was pondering, the old man suddenly flashed forward, rushing towards the shadowy figure like a streak of light. The runes in his hand shone brightly, transforming into countless sharp blades of light that pierced towards the shadowy figure. The shadowy figure brandished its dark tentacles, attempting to block the old man's attack. In an instant, light and darkness collided and clashed fiercely, causing the entire black hole to tremble violently in the aftershocks of the battle.

Huanmo and the others watched the battle intently from the sidelines. They knew that their strength was not very useful in this battle at the moment, but they still dared not let their guard down and were ready to deal with any possible changes at any time.

Ling'er gripped Huanmo's arm tightly, her eyes filled with worry: "Brother Huanmo, can this old man defeat the shadow?" Huanmo gently patted Ling'er's hand, comforting her: "Don't worry, Ling'er, the old man seems very strong, he should be fine." But he wasn't entirely confident either, he just didn't want Ling'er to be too scared.

Despite his severe injuries, the mysterious man maintained his focus on the battle. He whispered, "This old man's runic power seems to have some connection to the runes we've encountered before. Perhaps we can learn something from it." Upon hearing this, Huanmo's heart stirred, and he carefully observed the old man's use of runes.

However, just when everyone thought the old man was about to gain the upper hand, the situation suddenly changed. In the midst of the fierce battle, the dark figure suddenly abandoned its direct resistance against the old man. Its body rapidly shrank, transforming into a black streak of light, and rushed towards Ling'er.

"Oh no, it's trying to steal the scroll!" Huanmo was shocked. Without hesitation, he flew in front of Ling'er to block her, shouting, "Everyone be careful, protect the scroll!"

The shadowy figure moved with incredible speed, instantly appearing before Huanmo. Huanmo gathered all her spiritual power, her spiritual sword gleaming brightly as she thrust it towards the shadowy figure. Unfazed, the shadowy figure extended a dark tentacle, directly seizing the spiritual sword. Powerful dark energy rapidly spread from the sword to Huanmo's arm. Huanmo felt a sharp pain in her arm, as if countless needles were piercing it.

Seeing this, Wanru and the woman in white immediately attacked the shadowy figure from both sides, trying to force it to release Huanmo. The mysterious man also struggled to his feet, channeling his spiritual power to launch an attack on the shadowy figure. However, the shadowy figure seemed determined to seize the scroll, ignoring everyone's attacks and continuing to approach Ling'er.

Ling'er watched the dark figure draw ever closer, her heart filled with fear, but she clutched the book tightly, showing no sign of backing down. "I won't let you succeed!" she gritted her teeth, her eyes gleaming with unwavering determination.

Just as the shadowy figure was about to touch the scroll in Ling'er's hand, the old man arrived in time. The runic light in his hand transformed into a rope, binding the shadowy figure's body and forcefully pulling it back.

"Hmph, you wretched creature, trying to use the same trick again? Not so easy!" The old man sneered, increasing the power of the runes. The dark figure struggled and roared in pain as it was bound by the ropes of light.

Seeing this, Huanmo and the others felt somewhat relieved. However, they knew that the shadowy figure would not give up easily, and the battle was far from over. At this moment, after the previous battle, everyone's spiritual energy was greatly depleted and they were nearing their limit.

The battle between the old man and the shadowy figure continued, resulting in a stalemate. The atmosphere inside the black hole was extremely tense, with the forces of darkness and light locked in a fierce struggle, neither able to gain a decisive advantage.

Huanmo watched the battle unfold with immense anxiety. He knew that this stalemate was extremely disadvantageous for them. They had to find a way to break the deadlock and help the old man defeat the shadowy figure; otherwise, if the old man made a mistake, they would all be doomed.

However, what should they do now? Their spiritual energy was nearly depleted, and the shadowy figure and the old man were both incredibly powerful. Huanmo racked his brains, trying to come up with a solution.

Just then, he suddenly noticed that although the runes on the shadowy figure had dimmed under the old man's attacks, they still emitted faint glimmers of light. A thought struck him: could he perhaps start with the runes and find another way to defeat the shadowy figure?

But how can they break the stalemate using the power of runes? And where will this stalemate between the old man and the shadowy figure ultimately lead? Will Huanmo and the others be able to defeat the shadowy figure and escape the black hole amidst this perilous situation? Everything remains uncertain. The tension within the black hole grows ever stronger, as if foreshadowing an even greater crisis to come…