Lin Yu and the others were still blocked by the barrier, shimmering with strange light. Every second of pause felt like a heavy blow on their hearts. Lin Yu gripped the mysterious key tightly, his knuckles white from the strain. His eyes were filled with both resentment at his current predicament and worry about the team's future. "The power of this barrier seems to be constantly changing, and the mysterious key's response is intermittent. What should I do?" He pondered over it in his mind, constantly recalling his previous experience in the Tower of Light, trying to find a hint of inspiration to crack the problem. As the team's leader, he knew that the decision at this moment was crucial. If he couldn't find a solution in time, not only would everyone's efforts be wasted, but they could also fall into even greater danger.
Su Yao stood silently beside Lin Yu. She could sense the anxiety in Lin Yu's heart. Her eyes were full of concern and trust. She said softly, "Lin Yu, don't worry too much. Let's work together and we will definitely find the key to a breakthrough." However, her heart was also filled with anxiety. She was afraid that her strength was not enough to help Lin Yu and the team out of the predicament. Su Yao secretly clenched the magic weapon in her hand, determined to support everyone at the critical moment no matter what, and to share this pressure with Lin Yu.
Xiao Yi seemed a little irritated. He kept pacing on the spot, waving the weapon in his hand unconsciously. "How come this broken barrier is like a solid wall!" He cursed in a low voice, his face full of impatience and unwillingness. Xiao Yi's heart was full of frustration. He had always longed to show his strength in the team and become the object of everyone's reliance. But facing this barrier, he had no way to deal with it, which dealt a great blow to his self-esteem. "I can't be stumped by it like this. I must find a breakthrough and prove myself!" Xiao Yi secretly swore in his heart, his eyes revealing a fierce determination to refuse to admit defeat.
Lu Ming pushed his glasses, his eyes behind the lenses focused yet revealing a hint of anxiety. He carefully observed around the barrier, not missing any details. "The frequency changes of this light, the depth of its color, and the relationship between its distance and us are all like clues to some complex puzzle." He muttered to himself, his brain working rapidly, trying to piece these clues together. However, as time went on, he couldn't help but feel nervous, worried that he would not be able to solve the puzzle in time, putting the team in danger. "If we can't find the pattern as soon as possible, we may face greater trouble. I must speed up." Lu Ming warned himself in his heart, his eyes more determined.
You Qianxue and Bing Ling'er cuddled together, their faces still pale. Their lack of ice power left them feeling powerless and guilty. You Qianxue sighed softly, her voice choking with a sob, "If only we were stronger, we could share more of the burden." Bing Ling'er held her hand tightly and soothed her, "Sister You Qianxue, don't say that. We've been working hard, and we'll definitely find a way to help everyone." Their eyes revealed encouragement for each other and a desire to improve their strength. They knew that in this perilous Tower of Light, only by constantly becoming stronger could they protect themselves and their companions.
The man in red stood quietly at the rear of the group, his eyes gleaming with determination. His heart was filled with guilt and a sense of responsibility. Recalling his past mistakes, he strengthened his resolve to protect everyone. "No matter how difficult this barrier may be to break through, I will not let them be harmed, even if it costs me my life," the man in red vowed silently, leaning forward slightly, ready to respond to any danger that might arise.
Meanwhile, on the distant Blue Dream Planet, Luo Chen was troubled by a series of bizarre messages. Ever since joining the "Underworld Chat Group," his phone had been buzzing with notifications: "Congratulations on joining the East Sea Chat Group," "Congratulations on joining the South Sea Chat Group," "Congratulations on joining the North Sea Chat Group," "Congratulations on joining the West Sea Chat Group," "Congratulations on joining the Heavenly Court Chat Group," "Congratulations on joining the Immortal Realm Chat Group"... The barrage of messages was overwhelming, and his unease grew.
Luo Chen's eyes widened as he stared at these unfamiliar group chats, his fingers trembling slightly. "What the hell is going on? Why am I suddenly joining so many strange groups?" His heart was filled with confusion and fear, and an ominous premonition spread deep within him. He hesitated for a moment, then clicked on these group chats to find out what was going on.
The atmosphere in each group chat is completely different. The "Underworld Chat Group" is filled with a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere, and the members' speeches are creepy; the "East China Sea Chat Group" is filled with the sound of waves and discussions about some mysterious underwater creatures; in the "Heaven Chat Group" and the "Immortal Realm Chat Group", members seem to be discussing some advanced immortal techniques and heavenly affairs, but Luo Chen cannot fit in, and his questions are always unanswered.
Luo Chen felt helpless and lost. Mengli was constantly on his mind, and he wondered if these strange group chats were related to her. "Mengli, where are you? Can these group chats give me any clues?" He kept calling Mengli's name in his heart, his eyes revealing endless longing and pain.
In between battles with the out-of-region vanguard troops, Luo Chen would occasionally check these group chats, hoping to find any clues about Meng Li. However, each time the results left him disappointed, and he could only wander alone in these unfamiliar group chats, his anxiety and pain growing worse.
At this moment, on Tianmeng Star, Xianmeng and the mysterious figure were locked in a life-or-death battle with Mo Qianying. Mo Qianying's dark power grew stronger, each attack carrying a devastating force, constantly battering Xianmeng and the mysterious figure's defenses. Xianmeng's face was covered in sweat, and her immortal sword had dimmed under the erosion of the dark power, but her eyes remained firm. "Mo Qianying, I will never let you succeed. The dignity of the immortal race cannot be violated!" she cried out, a hint of fatigue in her voice, but more of an unyielding will.
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