On the edge of the town, the legendary story of Xu Yuehuai and Feng Wuhen, like a gentle breeze, swept through every street and alley, spreading in the ears of the people.

Their story is not just a past event, but also an unsolved mystery shrouded in mystery, and the golden bracelet is the key to it.

Xu Yuehuai stood at the highest point in the town, her gaze passing through the layers of rooftops and landing on the distant mountains.

Her heart was filled with doubt and unease. She knew that the world was not as peaceful as it seemed on the surface, but rather concealed countless secrets and dangers.

However, she also firmly believes that as long as someone is willing to stand up and protect the peace of this land, then the world will be full of light and hope.

Her gaze shifted to Feng Wuhen beside her, the partner who had always fought alongside her.

His eyes shone with unwavering determination, as if to say, "No matter how treacherous the road ahead may be, I will always protect you."

A warm feeling welled up in Xu Yuehuai's heart. The world will become a better place because of people like Feng Wuhen.

The two stood side by side, their figures appearing exceptionally resolute and upright in the moonlight. The light emanating from them was as soft and bright as the moonlight, illuminating every corner of this land.

However, just when they thought everything would return to normal, a mysterious force was stirring in the shadows.

The night was as dark as ink, and the quiet town was suddenly shrouded in an eerie atmosphere. Mysterious figures emerged from the shadows like ghosts, appearing and disappearing in the hazy night, seemingly searching for some deep-seated secret.

"It seems an unusual storm is about to break." Feng Wuhen narrowed his eyes, a sly smile appearing on his face as he coldly curled his lips.

“Indeed, the tranquility of this town has been broken.” Xu Yuehuai gently stroked the long sword at his waist, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

Both men were heroes of the martial arts world, with vastly different personalities but equally keen senses. At this moment, they were drawn to this unusual aura and decided to investigate.

As night deepened, the two, like stalking cheetahs, stealthily approached the abandoned mansion on the edge of town. A sinister and eerie atmosphere permeated the mansion, as if concealing some unknown secret.

The two carefully avoided pedestrians to avoid alerting the enemy. As they approached the mansion, they discovered it was surrounded by sentries and traps, clearly indicating that someone had anticipated their arrival. They exchanged a glance, a cunning glint in their eyes, and silently began using their respective strengths to evade the obstacles.

Finally, they arrived at the place where the mysterious person was performing the ritual.

“Ulakala…”

The people sat in a circle, holding strangely shaped ritual implements and chanting incantations. Their faces wore eerie smiles, as if they were performing some kind of evil ritual.

Xu Yuehuai and Feng Wuhen exchanged a glance, a strong sense of unease rising within them. They gripped the hilts of their swords tightly, ready to act at any moment.

"boom--!"

However, at that moment, a strong energy fluctuation suddenly emanated from those mysterious figures. The two immediately took a few steps back warily, while secretly observing the movements of those figures.

Who is it?

The mysterious figures suddenly stopped what they were doing, their faces filled with resentment. They seemed to sense Xu Yuehuai and Feng Wuhen's presence and all turned to look at them. The atmosphere instantly became extremely tense, and a fierce battle seemed imminent.

However, at that moment, a dark shadow suddenly flashed past from the side, pulling them into the darkness.

Startled, the two immediately swung their swords at the dark figure.

However, the dark figure nimbly dodged their attacks and whispered, "Don't be impulsive, it's me."

Upon closer inspection, they discovered that the person who had pulled them into the darkness was none other than Qi Guze!

The person who had been hiding in the shadows suddenly appeared at this moment.

Xu Yuehuai felt a sense of relief, but at the same time said with some dissatisfaction, "How did you end up here? Why didn't you tell us beforehand?"

Qi Guze explained, "I've been secretly investigating this cult. When I learned tonight that they were holding a ceremony here, I rushed over to check it out. I didn't expect you to come too."

The three stood in the shadows, cautiously observing the movements ahead. The night was deep, the moonlight obscured by dark clouds, and the entire town was shrouded in an eerie atmosphere. They huddled together, whispering their plans.

"It seems we share the same goal," Xu Yuehuai said softly, her voice particularly clear in the quiet night.

Qi Guze nodded, his brows furrowed, and said, "That's right, eradicating this cult is our common goal. However, the situation is complicated now, and we must proceed with caution."

After some discussion, they decided to secretly observe the movements of the mysterious figures and wait for the right opportunity to strike. They avoided sentries and traps, advancing cautiously. Every step was taken with extreme care, lest they alert the cultists.

Finally, they arrived at a relatively safe place. It was an abandoned warehouse, deserted and desolate, with only the occasional chirping of insects and the sound of the wind breaking the silence of the night. They waited there for a long time and finally made some discoveries.

One day, they tracked down a mysterious man. This man was dressed in a long black robe and wore a hood that covered most of his face. He moved furtively, as if searching for something.

Xu Yuehuai signaled to everyone not to make any rash moves, and they quietly followed behind the mysterious man.

After some tracking, they discovered that this mysterious person had actually entered a secret stronghold of a cult.

The outpost was located on the edge of town, in a dilapidated mansion. The mansion was surrounded by barbed wire and traps, clearly to prevent outsiders from breaking in.

The three carefully navigated the haphazard obstacles and finally reached the back gate of the mansion. They lay in wait in the shadows, intently observing the situation inside the courtyard.

The cult members were bustling about, seemingly plotting some kind of conspiracy.

Xu Yuehuai noticed that the eyes of these cult members were empty and lifeless, as if they were being drawn by some irresistible force.

Just then, a figure suddenly rushed out of the courtyard in a panic. The three looked closely and recognized him as the mysterious man they had been tracking. He kept looking back, his face filled with fear, as if something terrifying was chasing him.

Seeing this, Xu Yuehuai immediately gestured to her companions. The three of them quickly moved and silently blocked the mysterious man's path.

"Who are you? Why are you in such a panic?" Xu Yuehuai asked sharply.

The mysterious man was startled by the sudden interception, his face turning deathly pale. His voice trembled as he cried, "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'm a member of this cult, but I don't want to continue like this. They've controlled my mind, making me do all sorts of evil things. I just want to escape this hell!"