Meanwhile, in order to confuse Lei Meng and the others, Wang Fan deliberately made the sand sculpture spin around in the opposite direction.
Then, Wang Fan directed the sand sculpture to the other side of the valley.
As soon as he entered the valley, Wang Fan sensed an unusual aura.
It was unusually quiet here, so quiet it was unsettling.
Xiao Hei stayed close to Wang Fan, not daring to run away.
Wang Fan walked forward cautiously, when he suddenly heard a faint rustling sound.
He stopped cautiously and looked around, but could see nothing.
Wang Fan's heart pounded faster and faster, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Xiao Hei clung tightly to his leg, his body trembling slightly.
Just then, Wang Fan felt a chill down his spine. He turned around abruptly, but there was still nothing there.
"What on earth is going on?" Wang Fan muttered to himself, a hint of fear in his voice.
Suddenly, the sand sculpture let out a sharp cry, and Wang Fan looked up.
On the stone wall above the valley, there were some strange symbols that appeared and disappeared.
Wang Fan's doubts deepened, and he decided to approach the stone wall to take a closer look.
As he approached the symbols, a powerful force pulled him towards them.
Wang Fan felt a sudden dizziness, and the surrounding scenery became blurry.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in an unfamiliar cave.
A pungent odor filled the cave, and eerie lights flickered on the walls.
Wang Fan carefully stood up and cautiously observed his surroundings.
Xiao Hei and Sha Diao had also disappeared, making Wang Fan increasingly uneasy.
"Little Black! Sand Sculpture!" he called softly, his voice echoing in the cave, but there was no response.
Just as Wang Fan was at a loss, he heard heavy footsteps slowly approaching him.
Wang Fan gripped his weapon tightly, his heart pounding like a drum.
As the footsteps grew closer, a huge figure appeared before him.
The figure was several meters tall, exuding a terrifying aura, as if it were an ancient demon god.
"Insignificant human, why have you trespassed into this place?" the figure roared, its voice echoing through the cave.
Wang Fan suppressed his fear and said loudly, "I have no intention of offending anyone. I was just brought here by a mysterious force."
The enormous figure scrutinized Wang Fan, muttering, "So that's how it is! So that's how it is! It seems the gears of fate have begun to turn."
Wang Fan asked in confusion, "What gears of fate? What does that mean?"
The demon sneered, "You don't need to know too much. Now that you've come here, accept this unknown challenge."
After saying that, the demon god waved his hand, and the scene around Wang Fan instantly changed.
Wang Fan found himself in a huge maze, surrounded by mist.
He took a cautious step, each step filled with vigilance.
A faint light flickered on the wall, as if guiding him, or perhaps trying to confuse him.
Wang Fan tried to remember the route he had taken, but the maze seemed to possess some mysterious power that made his sense of direction confused.
Wang Fan couldn't help but curse, "Damn it! What kind of place is this?! First, I was inexplicably sucked into a cave, and now I'm trapped in this bizarre maze!"
His face was full of anger and helplessness.
But soon, Wang Fan forced himself to calm down, knowing that panic would not solve the problem.
He took a deep breath and began to think of a solution, his eyes searching around.
Suddenly he saw mysterious symbols on the wall, symbols that were exactly the same as those on the mysterious treasure chest he had seen before.
Actually, I first saw this mysterious symbol in a tattered book on Earth.
He bought that tattered book for ten yuan from a street stall.
He thought he had found some treasure, but when he opened it, he found it was just a jumble of symbols.
Recalling his experience on Earth, Wang Fan was filled with doubt: "How did this symbol appear here? Was it all destined?"
He couldn't resist reaching out to touch the symbols, and the instant his fingertips touched them, a powerful electric current surged through his entire body.
Wang Fan gasped sharply, his body trembling.
However, after the current passed, the symbols on the wall began to slowly move and rearrange themselves.
Wang Fan stared wide-eyed at the incredible scene before him.
Suddenly, Wang Fan realized that the arrangement of these symbols was exactly the same as the contents of the tattered book he had bought on Earth.
Wang Fan's heart raced instantly as he excitedly thought, "Could that tattered book hold the key to getting out of here?"
He tried hard to recall the records and explanations of these symbols in the book.
He followed the signs and walked forward step by step.
The symbols would change every time he walked, and Wang Fan remained on edge, not daring to be careless in the slightest.
As he walked, he came to a three-way intersection.
The symbols on the walls at the three intersections are all different.
Wang Fan frowned, carefully observing the symbols, muttering to himself, "How am I supposed to choose these? They all seem so familiar."
After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Never mind, I'll choose the middle one! What's meant to be will be!"
Wang Fan strode confidently into the central passage.
The passageway was unusually quiet, with only the sound of his own footsteps echoing.
As he walked, he noticed some strange images appearing on the wall. The figures in the paintings were all sorts of creatures, seemingly fighting.
Some had enormous wings, some had bodies as large as small mountains, and some were surrounded by flames.
Wang Fan was deeply attracted by these lifelike portraits and couldn't help but stop to look at them.
Just then, the creatures in the painting seemed to come to life, and the intense battle scene seemed to burst out of the picture.
Wang Fan was startled, rubbed his eyes, and when he looked again, the image had returned to stillness.
"What exactly is going on?" Wang Fan was full of doubts.
As you continue walking, the scene in the portrait becomes increasingly gruesome, and the stench of blood seems to assault your senses.
Wang Fan felt his breathing become rapid.
He quickened his pace and walked to the end, where he found a platform with a huge chair in the middle.
The person sitting in the chair was the mysterious figure they had just encountered in the cave.
The figure said, "It's truly fate's arrangement; we found it so quickly."
Wang Fan glared angrily and roared, "Stop with the nonsense! What destiny? Explain yourself!"
The mysterious figure stood up unhurriedly and said, "Don't rush, you don't need to know that much right now."
Wang Fan asked anxiously, "What do you mean? Why don't I need to know? Am I just destined to be manipulated by fate like a puppet?"
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