The evil arts that Ning Yuancheng possessed were bizarre and sinister.
It was as if demonic power was released from the dark abyss, exuding a chilling and terrifying aura.
Every evil spell is like the Sword of Damocles hanging over everyone's heads, its cold light flashing. If one is not careful, it will fall mercilessly, bringing utter destruction.
This unknown and powerful threat forced everyone to proceed with extreme caution and trepidation before taking any action, daring not to make the slightest rash move.
Every decision must be made with utmost care, because even a small mistake can trigger a chain reaction.
Like lighting a fuse, it pushed them into an abyss of no return.
After careful and comprehensive consideration and weighing of the options, everyone agreed that the safest and wisest course of action was to patiently wait for the Imperial Preceptor to emerge from the room where Master Xuwu had once lived.
Master Xuwu had a profound understanding and unique insights into Taoist arts during his lifetime, and was considered a leading figure in the field.
Perhaps among his belongings lies the key clue and winning formula to break Ning Yuancheng's evil magic.
After all, Qin Qianluo and the others knew almost nothing about the mysterious, profound, unknown, and unpredictable Taoist arts, and had never had any in-depth understanding or systematic learning of them.
However, if we simply talk about their literary and military talents, they each possess unique and outstanding abilities.
Whether it's the strategic wisdom to win battles from afar or the superb martial arts skills to fight on the battlefield.
They can all contribute their indispensable strength to solving this complex and tangled predicament.
However, faced with Ning Yuancheng's powerful threat shrouded in evil magic, they knew they had to be extremely cautious, as if groping their way forward on a road full of traps and mechanisms.
Every step must be taken with utmost care, for even the slightest mistake could lead to unpredictable and unimaginable serious consequences.
They were placed in a desperate situation with no chance of recovery.
The daytime hustle and bustle gradually receded like the tide, the sky grew darker, and the setting sun, like a giant fireball slowly dragged towards the horizon by the years, emitted its last rays of light.
The afterglow was like a thin and gorgeous orange-red brocade, gently and delicately spreading over all things in the world, draping the earth in a dreamlike veil.
It was as if the whole world had been painted into a warm and tranquil picture.
However, beneath this seemingly peaceful exterior, the people's emotions were like a vast, turbulent ocean, surging and difficult to calm.
In this atmosphere, the few people who emerged from the space had eyes full of anxiety and anticipation. They had finally met their long-awaited family members.
Yao Guang was like an elf in the dark, her figure light and agile, leading a group of guards, moving silently.
Like a shadow drifting in the night, it makes no sound that disturbs others.
With their exceptional stealth skills and eagle-like sense of danger, they skillfully evaded Ning Yuancheng's meticulously laid surveillance and treacherous traps.
Like a ghost, it slipped straight into the mysterious and unpredictable Linglong Pavilion, which held countless secrets.
The Linglong Pavilion stands silently in the darkness like a colossal beast, exuding a mysterious and dangerous aura.
The interior layout is as intricate as a maze, with every corner and every hidden door seemingly concealing unknown dangers.
The winding corridors, like coiled pythons, stretch out in the darkness; behind each tightly closed door seems to lie untold secrets.
However, Yao Guang moved through the dark labyrinth with ease, as if she knew the lines on her own palm.
Finally, she successfully found Qin Qianyu and the others in the extremely secluded dark room of Linglong Pavilion, which seemed to have been forgotten by time.
Qin Qianluo saw from afar that her brother, second sister, and their families were all unharmed, and her heart, which had been hanging high for a long time, seemed to be tightly pulled by invisible threads.
At that moment, it was as if a drifting ship had finally found a peaceful harbor and landed heavily, and a feeling of relief instantly spread throughout the body like an electric current.
At this moment, the two children who had been rescued from the Tower of Baby Girls by Qin Qianluo had their eyes instantly filled with glistening tears, like twinkling stars, the instant they saw Qin Qianluo.
Like two frightened birds, filled with fear and helplessness, they rushed forward and clung tightly to Qin Qianluo's arms with all their might.
Their bodies trembled slightly uncontrollably, as if they were still trapped in the abyss of fear from their previous imprisonment.
Only by staying close to Qin Qianluo could they feel a sense of warmth and security.
She is their most solid and reliable support in this complex and perilous world.
Pei Yanci was extremely anxious. He strode over to his wife and grabbed her hands firmly.
As if afraid that if he let go, the lady would disappear like a mirage.
On ordinary days, the Right Chancellor was a shrewd and composed figure in the imperial court, like a pillar of stability controlling the winds and clouds.
At this moment, her eyes were filled with a complex expression of excitement, joy and heartache. Her eyes were slightly red and tears were welling up in them. She almost burst into tears on the spot.
His gaze was completely drawn to the lady, as if the whole world consisted only of her.
He didn't even glance at the children beside him, who were also looking at him with anticipation and pure, dependent eyes.
The children seemed to have long been accustomed to the deep and intense emotional expressions between their parents; they simply exchanged helpless smiles, their eyes revealing a hint of understanding and resignation.
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