klisemfg Chapter 185 It's no use not getting serious.
Chapter 185 It's no use not getting serious.
Zhuang Yu grabbed Wang Yao and hurried toward the direction from which the mysterious aura was coming from.
At first, the surroundings were relatively peaceful, with sunlight filtering through the leaves and casting dappled shadows, making everything seem vibrant and full of life.
However, as they ventured deeper, the surrounding scenery began to subtly change.
The trees grew taller, their branches twisting like dragons, and their once emerald green leaves became dull and lifeless, as if shrouded in shadow.
The sunlight was gradually blocked out, and a cold, damp atmosphere filled the air, making people feel a little uncomfortable.
That mysterious aura, sometimes strong, sometimes faint, seemed to be luring them forward, yet also mocking their curiosity.
Wang Yao followed closely behind Zhuang Yu. She could feel the oppressive atmosphere around her and couldn't help but tighten her grip on Zhuang Yu's hand.
Her palms were slightly sweaty, but she unexpectedly felt a sense of peace.
"Be careful," Zhuang Yu said in a low voice, his tone serious.
He slowed his pace and carefully observed everything around him.
Suddenly, the ground shook violently, as if something was about to burst forth from the earth.
Zhuang Yu's expression changed, and without hesitation, he pulled Wang Yao up, pushed off with his feet, and the two of them flew to the side in an instant.
The moment they regained their footing, a huge crack appeared where they had been standing.
The crack was several meters wide and bottomless, pitch black inside, like an abyss that swallowed everything.
A cold, damp wind blew out from the crack, carrying a nauseating, fishy stench.
Zhuang Yu frowned deeply.
He realized that this was not a natural disaster, but a man-made one.
He released his divine sense to explore the surroundings and discovered that a powerful array seemed to have been set up here.
This formation is hidden underground and uses the power of the earth's veins. It will be triggered immediately once someone steps into its range.
His eyes sharpened as he warily scanned his surroundings.
The air around them seemed to freeze, and the tense atmosphere, like an invisible chain, tightly bound their breathing.
Wang Yao's face was somewhat pale. She had never seen such a bizarre sight before, and she couldn't help but feel a little flustered.
Zhuang Yu gently squeezed her hand and gave her a reassuring look.
"Be careful, something's strange here," Zhuang Yu said again, his tone serious.
He slowly raised his hand, preparing to deal with any danger that might occur at any moment.
His gaze was fixed on the jagged crack in the ground, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.
Wang Yao seemed to sense Zhuang Yu's emotions and stood silently behind him, ready to provide support at any time.
Just then, Zhuang Yu's eyes suddenly narrowed, as if he had discovered something.
He stared at the ground and slowly began to speak: "This formation..."
Zhuang Yu's gaze was fixed on the crack in the ground and the fine lines around it. These lines were almost blending into the surrounding environment and were difficult to detect without careful observation.
He crouched down, his fingers gently brushing across the ground, feeling the spiritual energy fluctuations flowing within the patterns.
“This formation… is not meant to trap people, but rather… to conceal something.” Zhuang Yu stood up and took out a magical artifact resembling a compass from his mysterious space.
This compass is crystal clear and emits a faint golden light. Its surface is engraved with complex runes, making it clear that it is no ordinary item.
He tossed the compass into the air, and it hovered above the crack, slowly rotating, with golden light shining down and illuminating the patterns around it.
As the compass rotates, the patterns begin to emit a faint light, eventually converging into a complex design.
A glint flashed in Zhuang Yu's eyes. He stretched out his finger and gently tapped the compass. A beam of golden light shot out and hit the center of the pattern.
"Break!" Zhuang Yu shouted in a low voice.
With a crisp "crack," the patterns on the ground instantly shattered, spreading out like a spider web, and the grotesque crack disappeared as if it had never existed.
The chilly atmosphere dissipated, replaced by fresh air.
With the formation broken, Zhuang Yu revealed a confident smile.
However, before the smile could fully bloom, a sudden change occurred.
The ground shook violently again, this time even more violently than before.
With a deafening roar, a group of enormous monsters surged out from underground.
These monsters resembled giant wolves, their bodies covered in black scales, exuding a chillingly ferocious aura. Their scarlet eyes were fixed on Zhuang Yu and Wang Yao, as if they wanted to tear them to pieces.
Zhuang Yu's expression darkened, and he shielded Wang Yao behind him.
He pointed his fingers into a sword shape, and a sharp burst of spiritual energy shot towards one of the demons, trying to test their strength.
The spiritual energy struck the demon, but only left a shallow mark on its scales.
The demon roared in pain, and the other demons also became agitated. They opened their blood-red mouths, revealing sharp fangs, and pounced madly on Zhuang Yu and Wang Yao.
The surrounding trees were knocked over and bent over, leaves were scattered everywhere, and the whole scene was chaotic.
"It seems that I have no choice but to get serious." Zhuang Yu's eyes narrowed, and his hand flashed with light.
"Young Master..." Wang Yao called softly, a hint of worry in her eyes.
Zhuang Yu turned to look at Wang Yao, giving her a reassuring look, and said in a deep voice, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." He took a deep breath, slowly raised his hands, and a powerful spiritual energy surged within him, causing the surrounding air to distort...
Zhuang Yu's aura suddenly surged, and the spiritual power within his body erupted like a volcano, forming a blazing fire barrier around him.
He rapidly formed hand seals, and dazzling rays of light burst forth from his fingertips, distorting and deforming the air itself due to this powerful force.
"Burning Flames!" Zhuang Yu shouted, thrusting his hands forward with a sudden burst of energy.
In an instant, a massive shockwave of fire spread outwards from him.
The scorching flames instantly engulfed the demons charging at the forefront. Before they could even let out a scream, their skin was burned open and their flesh was torn apart, emitting a foul, burnt smell.
Their black scales gradually melted in the flames, their flesh sizzled under the high temperature, and their painful howls rose and fell.
The other monsters were so frightened by the sudden attack that they all retreated, their originally fierce eyes now showing fear.
They instinctively sensed that the human cultivator before them was someone they could not match.
Zhuang Yu stood in the center of the battlefield like a god of fire, the flames surrounding him making him appear majestic and awe-inspiring.
His eyes were cold as he scanned the demons that were scalded by the flames and struggling in pain, a bloodthirsty smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
He knew that these monsters were just appetizers; the real threat lurking behind them was what he was about to face.
Wang Yao stood behind Zhuang Yu, her delicate eyebrows furrowed tightly as she looked worriedly at Zhuang Yu, who resembled a god of war.
Her hands were clenched into fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her flesh.
She could feel the powerful force emanating from Zhuang Yu's body, a force like a surging wave that terrified her.
She knew Zhuang Yu was powerful, but the monsters in front of her were far too ferocious. Every time they roared in terror, she felt a surge of fear.
But more than anything, it was a mixture of trust and worry for Zhuang Yu.
Just then, Zhuang Yu suddenly withdrew the flames around him. His eyes narrowed as he looked at the defeated demons, but he did not press his advantage.
"What's wrong, young master?" Wang Yao couldn't help but ask softly when she saw this.
Zhuang Yu didn't answer, but slowly turned around, his eyes filled with doubt and wariness. He murmured softly, "This aura..."
As the flames subsided, the air was filled with the smell of burning. The demons howled, but dared not approach Zhuang Yu any further.
Zhuang Yu's eyes were cold, and spiritual power surged in his hands, but it was not used to attack. Instead, it formed a powerful pushing force, forcing these demons back to the edge of the crack.
The monsters stared at Zhuang Yu in terror, feeling the irresistible force, and retreated into the depths of the earth with mournful cries.
The crack closed again, and the ground returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.
“Young Master, why not…” Wang Yao looked at Zhuang Yu in confusion, hesitating to speak.
Zhuang Yu withdrew his spiritual power, turned to look at Wang Yao, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "Although they are demons, they are not inherently evil. Since they have already retreated, why bother to exterminate them?" His eyes were clear, his tone was calm, but it carried an undeniable firmness.
Looking at Zhuang Yu, Wang Yao felt a surge of warmth in her heart. She had never seen such a compassionate cultivator before. In the cultivation world, the law of the jungle was the norm, and it was rare to find someone like Zhuang Yu who showed mercy to demons.
In her gaze toward Zhuang Yu, besides admiration, there was an even stronger sense of reverence.
The two continued on their way, and the surrounding trees became even denser, blocking out the sun and making it difficult for sunlight to penetrate. A damp smell permeated the air.
The mysterious aura grew stronger and stronger, as if it were just a short distance ahead.
Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound shattered the silence, the sound grating and chilling, like the scraping of metal.
After the howl, everything around them fell silent, with only the rustling of leaves in the wind and the two people's rapid breathing remaining.
Zhuang Yu and Wang Yao exchanged a glance, both seeing seriousness in each other's eyes.
“That voice…” Zhuang Yu frowned, his voice low.
"It seems to be... coming from over there." Wang Yao pointed in a direction, her face somewhat pale.