Chapter 130 Tracing the Source of the Mist: The Hidden Truth
Chapter 130 Tracing the Source of the Mist: The Hidden Truth
Zhang Peng stared intently at the black demonic beast before him, its body radiating an eerie aura. The sense of familiarity grew stronger, yet he couldn't quite grasp it. The beast roared, and black flames, accompanied by rolling waves of heat, surged forth, scorching and distorting the surrounding air.
"Everyone be careful! This flame is no ordinary thing!" Zhang Peng shouted, his spiritual energy surging as the light from the four divine artifacts intertwined, forming a five-colored shield in front of them. The black flames struck the shield, sizzling and scattering black sparks. The powerful impact forced Zhang Peng and the others to take several steps back.
A resolute glint flashed in Li Ming's eyes. He drew his sword and charged forward, the blade crackling with spiritual energy, slicing through the air with cold light. "I'll hold it off! Zhang Peng, you find a chance to see what this monster is all about!" He moved nimbly around the monster, trying to find an opening in its attack. Enraged by Li Ming's provocation, the monster slammed down with its massive claws, creating a powerful gust of wind. Li Ming dodged to the side, the claws grazing his clothes and leaving several deep furrows in the ground.
Lin Wan'er stood behind, her hands rapidly forming hand seals, her forehead covered in sweat. With her movements, countless vines surged from the ground, wrapping around the demonic beast. Nourished by the power of the Spring of Life, these vines were exceptionally resilient, but the demonic beast possessed astonishing strength. It struggled fiercely, its thick limbs flailing, snapping most of the vines in its path.
Su Yao unleashed her full power of ice magic, attempting to use the power of ice to weaken the monster's attack. With a wave of her hands, the surrounding temperature plummeted, and a thick layer of ice instantly formed beneath the monster's feet, slowing its movements. The monster roared angrily, but kept slipping on the ice, unable to maintain its footing.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Peng concentrated his mind, immersing himself in the power of the four divine artifacts, attempting to find the source of the familiar aura on the magical beast. With the blessing of the artifacts' power, his senses became incredibly sharp, and finally, he detected the source of that familiar aura—it was somewhat similar to the aura he had sensed in the mysterious organization's stronghold.
"I understand! This magical beast's power seems to have some connection with the mysterious organization!" Zhang Peng shouted.
Just then, the monster suddenly let out a deafening roar. The black scales on its body shone brightly, and an even more powerful force erupted from its body. Its movements, which had been restricted by the ice, were instantly restored. It leaped up and pounced on Zhang Peng, its huge body drawing an arc in the air, like a small mountain pressing down on him.
Zhang Peng swiftly dodged, simultaneously gathering the power of the four divine artifacts in his hand, forming a powerful five-colored beam of light that shot towards the demonic beast. The light struck the beast with a loud bang, causing it to sway slightly but not fall.
"How can this magical beast have such strong defense?" Li Ming gasped for breath, his eyes filled with surprise.
Zhang Peng frowned. He realized that this monster was no ordinary creature; it might be a weapon of war created by a mysterious organization using some kind of evil power.
"Everyone, concentrate your efforts and attack its head! That might be its weak point!" Zhang Peng shouted.
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately changed their attack strategy. Li Ming's sword surged with spiritual energy, each strike carrying immense power as he slashed towards the monster's head; Lin Wan'er manipulated vines, attempting to entangle the monster's limbs and create an opportunity for Li Ming; Su Yao concentrated the power of her ice magic at a single point, launching sharp ice spikes towards the monster's head.
With everyone working together, the monster's movements gradually slowed, and several wounds appeared on its head, from which black blood flowed continuously. Zhang Peng seized the opportunity and once again unleashed his full power, pushing the fused divine artifact's power to its limit. An even more powerful, five-colored light, carrying boundless power, struck the monster's head once more.
With a deafening roar, the monster crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground. After a fierce battle, they had finally defeated the monster.
"Phew, finally it's resolved." Li Ming smiled wearily.
Zhang Peng stood up, gazing at the monster's corpse before him, but his heart remained uneasy. He knew that the appearance of this monster was just the beginning, and the truth hidden behind it might be even more astonishing.
After a short rest, the group continued their journey. As they ventured deeper into that eerie region, the Five Elements Spirit Pearl in Zhang Peng's hand shone with increasing intensity, seemingly guiding them toward a crucial location.
Soon after, they arrived at an ancient ruin hidden in a valley. The ruin's gate was tightly closed, covered with mysterious runes, exuding an ancient and enigmatic aura. Zhang Peng stepped forward, carefully examining the runes, a strange sense of familiarity welling up within him.
“These runes seem somewhat similar to those we encountered when we were searching for the artifact,” Lin Wan’er said.
Zhang Peng nodded, concentrating his mind to try and decipher the meaning of the runes. With the help of the power of the four divine artifacts, he gradually understood the information conveyed by the runes—this ruin was related to an ancient, sealed power, and this power seemed to be the source of the abnormal fluctuations in the divine artifacts earlier.
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