Chen Xiao was extremely anxious. He rushed forward and steadily supported Yin Yuyao's swaying body. His eyes were filled with fear and worry, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Yuyao, what's wrong with you? Why are you vomiting black blood?"
Yin Yuyao's face was as pale as paper, but she still stubbornly forced a smile and said weakly, "I used my internal energy to forcibly dispel the psychedelic aura of the flying insects. Perhaps it was because my internal energy was disordered, and I was also exposed to some cold energy in this gloomy valley. The combination of internal and external factors caused this."
Ye Yu and Chao Yuan also hurriedly gathered around. Ye Yu's eyebrows were tightly furrowed into a deep frown, and he said in a low voice, "This is no ordinary matter. We must not linger here any longer. We must find a safe place as soon as possible so that Yu Yao can recuperate in peace."
Chao Yuan nodded slightly in agreement. He slowly looked around and saw that all around him were towering mountains and deep vegetation. He immediately decided, "This place is full of dangers and we should not stay here for long. Let's head towards the open area of the valley first. Perhaps by chance, we will be able to find a place to rest."
So, the group carefully helped Yin Yuyao along the rugged mountain path.
Chen Xiao felt guilty and thought to himself: He had always naively thought that everyone was just an ordinary martial artist, but he never expected that Yin Yuyao would have such profound internal strength. In the thrilling battle just now, he was like a useless person who could only rely on his companions for protection.
She bit her lower lip and secretly vowed to improve her skills in the shortest possible time, so that she would never again become a burden to the team and drag everyone down.
Upon reaching a relatively flat meadow, the group decided to rest there for a while. Ye Yu quickly rummaged through his bag and found some herbs, skillfully regulating Yin Yuyao's breathing.
Yin Yuyao closed her eyes and focused her mind, calming her breathing. Large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead like broken beads, soaking her clothes.
Chen Xiao was extremely anxious but dared not make a sound to disturb her. He could only whisper to Yin Yuyao, "Yuyao, you must get better. It's all my fault. If I had internal energy, I could help you share some of the burden."
Yin Yuyao opened her eyes slightly, her gaze revealing a hint of weariness and relief. She said weakly, "Xiao Xiao, don't blame yourself. This was my own choice. We are a team that shares joys and sorrows, and supporting each other is our duty."
After careful recuperation, Yin Yuyao's complexion gradually improved.
Just as everyone was packing their bags, preparing to embark on their journey again, a melodious flute sound suddenly drifted from afar.
The flute's ethereal and melodious sound, like celestial music, carried an indescribable eeriness in the silent valley, as if it were a faint summons from a distant and mysterious world.
The group exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes revealing deep confusion and unease, wondering what untold secret lay hidden behind the flute music.
Ye Yu subconsciously gripped the sword in his hand, the blade trembling slightly as if responding to its master's tense emotions. He said in a deep voice, "No matter what, this valley is full of strange and bizarre things, and this flute music that suddenly appeared is probably not a benevolent thing."
After saying this, he took the lead and strode resolutely toward the direction from which the flute music came. Seeing this, the others exchanged glances and saw determination in each other's eyes, so they followed closely behind.
The group followed the direction of the flute sound, and the fog grew thicker and thicker, to the point that they could barely see their own hands.
The road beneath our feet became increasingly slippery and difficult to walk on, requiring extra caution with every step.
The eerie flute music came and went, always drifting not far ahead, yet seemingly forever out of reach.
Suddenly, Ye Yu stopped and raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.
In the mist ahead, an ancient temple could be faintly seen.
The temple walls were covered with vines, the doors were tightly closed, and it exuded an old and decaying atmosphere.
The sound of the flute was coming from inside the temple.
Chao Yuan whispered, "This temple is very strange in this desolate valley. Everyone must be careful."
The group slowly approached the temple, each step filled with caution.
As Ye Yu approached the gate, he gently pushed it, and the gate creaked open slowly, releasing a musty smell.
The temple was dark and gloomy, with only a few faint rays of light filtering through the cracks in the roof.
A huge statue was placed in the very center, its face indistinct, as if gazing at the crowd.
At the foot of the statue, a person dressed in black robes is playing a flute.
Ye Yu asked loudly, "Who are you? Why are you playing this strange flute here?"
The man in black robes seemed not to hear, still immersed in his flute music.
As the flute played, the air inside the temple seemed to ripple, and everyone felt dizzy and their internal energy began to become disordered.
Yin Yuyao, forcing herself to stay upright, said, "This flute music is strange; it seems to be disturbing our minds. Everyone, quickly circulate your internal energy to resist it."
Upon hearing this, everyone sat cross-legged and used their internal energy to resist the invasion of the flute music.
Although Chen Xiao had no internal energy, she gripped the sword hilt tightly and, with her strong will, tried her best to stay awake.
A moment later, the flute music finally stopped.
The man in black robes slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of eyes that gleamed with cold light, and said coldly, "You intruders have disturbed the peace of this place, and you will pay the price."
Having said that, the man in black robes waved his sleeve lightly, and countless dark figures surged out from all around the temple, rushing towards the crowd.
These shadowy figures were like ghosts, moving incredibly fast, and the group was instantly plunged into a fierce battle.
Ye Yu's sword moves were fierce, each strike repelling a group of dark figures, but the dark figures kept coming.
Chao Yuan then unleashed a powerful set of fist techniques, the wind whistling as he engaged the shadowy figure in close combat.
Although Yin Yuyao's injuries had not yet healed, she used her inner strength to form a shield to protect Chen Xiao beside her, while simultaneously casting spells to attack the shadowy figure.
Seeing everyone working so hard, Chen Xiao felt a surge of passion welling up inside him.
She seized the opportunity, brandished her sword, and charged into the shadows.
Although she lacked internal energy, she managed to hold her own against the shadowy figure thanks to her exquisite swordsmanship and fearless courage.
During the fierce battle, Ye Yu discovered that these dark figures seemed to be moving according to some kind of formation. While fighting, he shouted loudly, "These dark figures are forming a formation! Everyone, concentrate your strength and attack the formation's core!"
Upon hearing this, the group cooperated and attacked in the direction Ye Yu pointed.
After a fierce battle, they finally broke through the shadowy formation.
Upon seeing the formation broken, the man in black changed his expression, and with a flash, disappeared into the temple.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but they knew that the secrets of this temple were far from being revealed.
After a short rest, they continued deeper into the temple to uncover the truth hidden behind it...
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