After resting briefly, Yan Zhao rose and looked around. Just then, the ground suddenly began to tremble, and the stone wall ahead slowly opened, revealing a deep, shadowy passage. A mysterious glow emanated from within, as though calling to him. Yan Zhao's gaze hardened. Gripping his longsword, he walked into the passage. An ancient aura filled the corridor, its walls covered in strange runes. Yan Zhao proceeded cautiously, studying the runes as he went, trying to decipher some clues from them. Suddenly, a group of skeletons flickering with Eerie Glow surged out from both sides and surrounded him. Yan Zhao did not panic. He swiftly cast a spell, and golden light once more enveloped his entire body. Wielding his longsword, he launched into a fierce battle with the skeletons. Every strike carried immense power, shattering skeleton after skeleton beneath his blade. After a hard-fought battle, Yan Zhao successfully broke through their encirclement. As he continued deeper into the passage, he found a massive Stone Door ahead. A mysterious eye was carved upon it, seemingly watching his every move. Yan Zhao took a deep breath, ready to face a new challenge.
Yan Zhao slowly approached the Stone Door. The mysterious eye suddenly shot out a beam of light, pinning him in place. At the same time, the Stone Door slowly opened, and a huge phantom emerged from within. It was an old man dressed in black robes. The old man spoke in a deep voice. "Young man, the fact that you made it here shows that you possess considerable strength. However, if you wish to pass through this door, you must first solve my riddle." Yan Zhao's heart tightened, but he quickly calmed himself and gestured for the old man to ask his question. The old man said, "There is something in this world that has no form and no color, yet can harm people invisibly. It can help people, but it can also destroy them. What is it?" Yan Zhao pondered for a moment before inspiration struck. "The human heart!" The old man nodded slightly, and the phantom gradually faded away. The Stone Door opened fully, revealing a spacious hall. At its center floated an ancient book radiating seven-colored light. Just as Yan Zhao was about to approach it, rows of spikes suddenly rose from the ground. He hurriedly cast a spell to evade them. At that moment, countless runes surged from all around the hall, forming all manner of strange attacks that came at him. Yan Zhao gritted his teeth and fought with all his strength, determined to obtain that ancient book and uncover more secrets.
Yan Zhao nimbly dodged the rune attacks while searching for a way to break through them. Suddenly, he noticed that the attacks seemed to follow a certain pattern. He focused his mind and observed carefully, finally grasping their secret. Taking advantage of a gap between the rune attacks, he quickly moved toward the ancient book.
Just as Yan Zhao's fingers were about to touch the ancient book, a powerful wave of energy suddenly surged toward him like an avalanche. The energy wave came with ferocious force, like a savage beast opening its bloody jaws to swallow Yan Zhao whole.
Caught off guard, Yan Zhao was struck hard by the powerful energy wave and staggered several steps backward. His footing faltered, and he nearly fell to the ground, but his years of cultivation and nimble movements allowed him to steady himself quickly.
Yan Zhao composed himself and stared at the source of the energy wave, understanding that this was the final line of defense guarding the ancient book. He took a deep breath, adjusted his condition, and without hesitation mobilized all the spiritual power in his body.
Yan Zhao's body trembled slightly as a dazzling layer of golden light began to radiate from around him. The light shone as brilliantly as the sun, illuminating the entire space. With a low roar, he gathered all his spiritual power between his palms and thrust them forward fiercely.
In an instant, a golden torrent burst forth like a roaring dragon, carrying boundless might as it charged straight at the energy wave. The golden light and rune attacks collided violently in midair, producing a deafening roar.
Under the cover of the light, Yan Zhao seized the opportunity and dashed toward the ancient book, gripping it tightly in his hand. In an instant, the attacks within the hall came to an abrupt halt, and every spike and rune vanished. Yan Zhao let out a breath of relief, his heart filled with joy. He knew that this ancient book might contain the key to unraveling every mystery. Filled with anticipation, Yan Zhao carefully opened the ancient book, ready to explore its secrets.
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