freenovelworld Chapter 92 Behind the Curtain and Mysterious Encounters
Chapter 92 Behind the Curtain and Mysterious Encounters
The woman in black robes, the man in white, and Ling'er were pulled by the powerful suction of the light barrier. They felt a dizzying sensation, with light and shadow swirling around them, as if they were trapped in a strange vortex of time and space. Ling'er squeezed her eyes shut, her small hands flailing wildly in the air, crying out in a tearful voice, "Brother, brother, Ling'er is scared!"
Although the woman in black was also panicked, she forced herself to remain calm, reached out and pulled Ling'er into her arms, gently comforting her, "Don't be afraid, Ling'er, let's see what's behind this light screen first. Maybe Brother Huanmo will be able to escape and come find us soon." But in her heart, she was worried about Huanmo's safety. Thinking of the scene of being entangled in spider silk and surrounded by monsters, her brows furrowed tightly, and she secretly prayed that Huanmo would be safe and sound.
The man in white struggled to steady himself, trying to find a clue amidst the dizzying suction, his eyes warily scanning his surroundings. He knew they were in an unknown place, and any carelessness could plunge them into greater danger. He pondered, "Where does this light curtain lead? Whether it's a blessing or a curse remains to be seen. I only hope that we can find a way to reunite with Huanmo as soon as possible and unlock the secrets of the seven-colored box together."
After an unknown amount of time, the suction finally dissipated, and everyone slowly opened their eyes to find themselves in a dreamlike fairyland. Beneath their feet lay soft grass, a strange pale blue, each leaf adorned with glistening dewdrops that shimmered with iridescent light under the sun, like stars on earth. Surrounding the grass was a lush sea of flowers, each unique in shape—some like butterflies poised for flight, others like bells swaying in the breeze—their colors vibrant and varied: fiery red, rosy pink, and snowy white. A gentle breeze rippling the flower field released a refreshing fragrance.
The sky above was a deep, jewel-like blue, with fluffy white clouds drifting lazily, as if meticulously sculpted. In the distance, rolling mountains stretched out, shrouded in a thin mist that seemed to hold a mysterious glow, as if concealing endless secrets.
Looking at the beautiful scene before her, Ling'er momentarily forgot her fear, her eyes filled with joy. She released the black-robed woman's embrace and skipped and hopped towards the sea of flowers, shouting happily, "Wow, this place is so beautiful! It's like a place where immortals live!" The black-robed woman couldn't help but smile as she saw Ling'er's lively demeanor, but her vigilance remained. She reminded her, "Ling'er, don't run too far. Although this place looks beautiful, there might be hidden dangers."
The man in white crouched down, carefully observing the grass beneath his feet and the surrounding environment. He discovered that this seemingly beautiful place actually exuded an inexplicable strangeness. The dewdrops, under the sunlight, occasionally refracted light into strange patterns, as if conveying some kind of message, and the arrangement of the flowers in the sea of flowers seemed to follow a certain pattern, definitely not formed naturally.
Just as everyone was immersed in this strange environment, suddenly, a melodious cry, like celestial music, echoed from the sky. Looking up, they saw a flock of birds radiating golden light flying towards them. The birds were quite peculiar, with long tail feathers that shimmered like flowing flames, dazzling and beautiful. Ling'er excitedly reached out to touch the birds, exclaiming, "What beautiful birds! Come here!"
However, as the birds approached, their previously gentle eyes suddenly turned fierce. They opened their sharp beaks and swooped down towards the group with such speed that no one could react. The woman in black robes paled, quickly pulling Ling'er behind her, drawing her sword and slashing at the birds, shouting, "Everyone be careful! These birds are strange!"
The man in white quickly stood up, channeling his spiritual energy into his jade flute and playing a defensive melody. The melody transformed into a transparent shield, enveloping everyone's heads. Birds crashed into the shield, making loud "bang" sounds and sparks of spiritual energy flying everywhere. However, the birds were numerous, attacking wave after wave, and the shield began to crack under their fierce impacts.
On Huanmo's side, after his companions were sucked into the light barrier, he struggled frantically, trying to break free from the spider silk's bindings. The spider monsters drew closer, hissing as if mocking his helplessness. Huanmo gritted his teeth, gathering all the remaining spiritual energy in his body into his hands, and with a mighty pull, he actually managed to snap a section of the spider silk. A glimmer of hope ignited in his heart, and he struggled even more desperately, thinking, "I can't let them trap me like this. Ling'er and the others are waiting for me to join them, and the secret of the Seven-Colored Box is waiting for me to unravel!"
Just as the spider monsters were about to pounce on Huanmo, he finally broke free from all the spider silk, roared, and swung his sword at the monsters. His sword, imbued with his rage and determination, carried a sharp and powerful aura, temporarily forcing the spider monsters back. Huanmo dared not delay and turned to run towards the light screen, but the light screen was now flickering, as if it might disappear at any moment.
Huanmo rushed towards the light barrier with all his might, but just as he was about to touch it, the barrier flickered a few times and then vanished completely. Huanmo crashed into the empty space where the light barrier had been, falling heavily to the ground. Staring at the empty space ahead, despair filled him: "What...what do I do? The light barrier is gone! How am I supposed to find them?!" Meanwhile, the black-robed woman and her companions were struggling under the fierce attacks of the flying birds, their shields teetering on the brink of collapse. How would they cope with this sudden crisis? Would they be able to find a way to escape this mysterious place and reunite with Huanmo? Everything remained uncertain, and danger still lurked in their wake...