The frail counselor you said, you fight against three heroes alone?

"Wait," the man in white suddenly said, his voice hoarse and weak, "It seems...something...is coming..."

The symbols on the altar were finally completely arranged and combined, emitting a dazzling light, like the rising sun, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

A powerful energy wave spread out from the center of the altar, and everyone felt a warm current flowing through their bodies, and the original pain miraculously disappeared.

"We succeeded!" Luo Xiaoyu cheered excitedly, her voice as clear as a silver bell, echoing in the valley.

Everyone cheered, hugged each other, and their joy was beyond words.

They feel full of power, as if they can control everything.

Blacksmith Zhao clenched his fists, feeling the unprecedented powerful force, and laughed excitedly.

Doctor Zhang was so excited that his eyes were filled with tears. He had never thought that he would be able to participate in such a great thing.

Xiaohong excitedly threw herself into the arms of the man in white, and her tears soaked his clothes.

"We succeeded!" she said, choking back tears.

The man in white gently stroked Xiaohong's hair and kissed her forehead affectionately.

"Yes, we succeeded." His voice was low, magnetic, and full of love.

Luo Xiaoyu high-fived everyone to celebrate, her face filled with the joy of victory.

The relationship between them became stronger after this life-and-death test, as indestructible as steel.

Master Lingyin clasped his hands together and looked at everyone with a smile, "Congratulations, you have passed the test."

Just as everyone was immersed in joy, Granny Lin suddenly said, "Children, the real test begins now." Her voice was low and mysterious, with a subtle warning.

Everyone looked at Granny Lin in confusion, not understanding the meaning of her words.

"What...what does this mean?" Luo Xiaoyu asked puzzledly.

Granny Lin did not answer, but just looked at everyone meaningfully, then slowly walked towards the center of the altar.

"Wait, what are you going to do?" The man in white noticed something strange and hurried forward to stop him.

Granny Lin stopped, turned around, gave everyone a mysterious smile, and said, "I'm going to take you to a place..."

The symbol in the center of the altar burst into brilliant light, like millions of stars shining at the same time.

The light faded, and an ancient scroll slowly unfolded, recording the ultimate secret of the world - the power to change the world.

Everyone held their breath, looking at the words on the scroll, their hearts filled with awe and excitement.

It turned out that all this was a test, and they passed the test and became the chosen ones of fate.

They gained the power to manipulate the elements, to control wind, rain, thunder and lightning, to move mountains and fill the sea.

They became heroes of the world, admired and loved by everyone.

People built magnificent statues for them, engraved their names on historical monuments, and their stories were passed down from generation to generation.

With this power, they began to create a better future for the world.

They purified the polluted rivers and made the clear water flow again; they healed the diseased land and made the fertile land revitalized; they dispelled the haze that shrouded people's hearts and let the light of hope illuminate every corner.

They enjoyed glory and happiness, and their names became symbols of hope and beauty.

However, just as everyone was immersed in joy, Luo Xiaoyu suddenly felt a palpitation. She looked up into the distance and saw a strange red light appearing in the sky, like a blood-colored ribbon, slowly floating in the air.

"What is that?" Luo Xiaoyu pointed at the red light in the sky with a hint of uneasiness in her tone.

Everyone looked in the direction of Luo Xiaoyu's finger, and their faces became solemn.

The red light grew brighter and bigger, as if something terrible was approaching.

The air around became heavy, and an ominous feeling hung over everyone's heart.

“Not good…” the man in white whispered, with a hint of worry that was difficult to conceal in his voice, “It seems…something…is coming…”

The joy on everyone's faces was instantly dispersed by the blood-red light that suddenly appeared in the sky, and was replaced by deep worry.

The red light was like a whip from hell, lashing slowly in the air. Every flash seemed to strike at everyone's heart, making their breathing become heavy.

The originally fresh air around seemed to be squeezed by an invisible force, becoming stagnant and oppressive. Even the chirping of birds seemed sharp and piercing, making people feel uneasy.

The man in white frowned, his deep eyes flashing with an unprecedented solemnity. His low voice seemed to tremble with a hint of trembling, breaking the suffocating silence.

"It seems...something...is coming..."

The anxiety spread like a plague, and everyone quickly sat together and began to discuss countermeasures.

Blacksmith Zhao clenched his fists tightly, and veins bulged on his sturdy hands, as if he was ready for a fierce battle at any time; Luo Xiaoyu had an anxious look on her face, and her eyes, which were full of exploratory desire, were also filled with confusion at this moment. She kept scanning everyone's faces, as if trying to find the answer; Granny Lin's kind face was full of worry, she clasped her hands together, and prayed silently; Doctor Zhang pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his calm eyes also revealed a trace of anxiety that was hard to conceal.

"Instead of just sitting there and waiting to die, why not go and see what it is!" Hunter Wang stood up suddenly, his honest face full of determination at this moment, "I'll go and see now, so I can prepare early!"

"Don't be reckless!" Elder Chen leaned on his cane, his old voice carrying a hint of majesty. He stroked his beard and frowned, "The origin of this red light is unknown. If you go there rashly, you might run into danger!"

"Are we just going to wait here forever?!" Wang the Hunter obviously disagreed with Elder Chen's opinion. His dark face was full of impatience. "We should take the initiative to attack instead of just sitting here and waiting to die!"

The two men each held their own opinions and neither was willing to give in, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Some people agreed with Hunter Wang's opinion that they should take the initiative to find out the situation; while others supported Elder Chen's opinion that they should act cautiously to avoid falling into a trap.

The scene was chaotic for a while, everyone was arguing and no one was willing to give in.

At this moment, Xiaohong slowly stood up, took a deep breath, and swept a calm gaze over the crowd, "Everyone, listen to me." Her voice was not loud, but full of power, and instantly suppressed the voices of argument.

Her bright eyes were now filled with a rational light. "We shouldn't waste time arguing. The most important thing now is to calm down, pool our wisdom, and find the best solution."

"Hmm..." Luo Xiaoyu looked at Xiaohong and nodded thoughtfully. She suddenly felt that the uneasiness in her heart seemed to have eased a little. She understood that now was not the time to quarrel.

"Perhaps, we should..." Master Lingyin spoke slowly, with a barely perceptible worry in his compassionate eyes.

The feeling of fatigue came over them like a tide; the heated debate just now had consumed a lot of their energy.

Hunter Wang sat dejectedly on the ground, his heavy breathing particularly clear in the silent air.

He scratched his hair irritably, regretting his impulsiveness.

Elder Chen also leaned on a cane, his cloudy eyes full of fatigue.

Everyone was silent. Thinking of the dangers they had experienced before, the shadow of fear once again loomed over their hearts.

That fight with the monster remains their lingering nightmare.

The smell of blood, the feeling of fear, the feeling of despair...

All the negative emotions intertwined together, making them feel breathless.

The man in white looked at Xiaohong. The worry between her brows was like a deep scar, which made him feel heartbroken.

How he wanted to share the pressure with her, but at the moment, he was helpless and could only stand beside her silently and give her silent support.

A strong feeling of guilt surged in his heart. He clenched his fists, his nails digging deeply into his palms, but he didn't feel any pain.

Blacksmith Zhao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke. His low voice seemed particularly abrupt in the silence, "I... I have an idea." Everyone looked at him in surprise. This man who was usually not good at speaking had a hint of determination on his face at this moment.

"What idea?" Hunter Wang asked anxiously, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

Blacksmith Zhao took a deep breath. "I once heard my grandfather talk about an ancient formation that can detect the source of something strange..." He paused, with a hint of hesitation in his tone, "It's just... this formation has been lost for many years, and I only know a little bit about it..."

Everyone looked at each other. Although this method sounded incredible, they had no other choice at the moment.

"Let's give it a try," Xiao Hong said firmly, "It's better than just sitting there and waiting to die."

"Okay!" Hunter Wang was the first to agree.

"I agree too." Elder Chen nodded, a glimmer of hope flashing across his old face.

So, everyone decided to try this method.

Blacksmith Zhao tried hard to recall the formation his grandfather had told him about, and drew a complicated pattern on the ground...

"Wait," he suddenly stopped, frowning, "There is still one thing missing..."

Everyone worked together to set up the formation.

Blacksmith Zhao carved complex patterns on the ground according to the patterns in his memory. His rough fingers were extremely dexterous, as if he was performing a sacred ritual.

Hunter Wang and Hunter Li were responsible for carrying the stones and placing them in specific positions. The two worked in perfect harmony and their clothes were soaked with sweat, but they did not bother to wipe it off.

Luo Xiaoyu and Granny Lin were in charge of collecting herbs. They carefully selected the types they needed, fearing that they would make the slightest mistake. Doctor Zhang was there to give guidance. His calm voice was like a magic needle that calmed everyone down.

Elder Chen and Master Lingyin were chanting incantations on the side, their deep voices echoing in the air, as if they were communicating with heaven and earth.

Xiaohong and the man in white stood in the center of the formation, holding hands. The man in white gently stroked the back of Xiaohong's hand, giving her silent support.

As the last stone fell into place, Blacksmith Zhao took a deep breath and threw the talisman in his hand into the air.

The talisman burned in the air, turned into a golden light, and merged into the formation.

The formation lit up instantly, emitting a dazzling light. A beam of light shot up into the sky and headed straight towards the direction where the blood-red light appeared.

"Success!" Luo Xiaoyu jumped up excitedly. She hugged Grandma Lin and her eyes were filled with tears of excitement.

"Great!" Hunter Wang also waved his fist excitedly. He felt full of strength.

Everyone cheered, they felt they were one step closer to the truth, and hope in their hearts was rekindled.

However, the excitement did not last long.

The abnormalities detected by the formation seemed to hide a huge power.

This power is like a sleeping beast, emitting a heart-pounding pressure.

Everyone felt suffocated, as if an invisible hand was strangling their throats.

The shadow of fear once again loomed over their hearts, and they realized that what they were about to face might be an unprecedented challenge.

"This...what is this..." Blacksmith Zhao's voice trembled. He had never felt such a powerful force. It was beyond his cognition.

The man in white held Xiaohong's hand tightly. He felt that Xiaohong's hand was cold.

"What...should we do..." Xiaohong's voice trembled. It was the first time she felt so helpless.

A gust of wind blew past, blowing away the dust on the ground and everyone's hope.

They looked at the beam of light, their hearts filled with fear and anxiety.

Elder Chen's lips trembled as he muttered to himself, "Could it be that... the prophecy... is true..."

Elder Chen's words were like a thunderclap, exploding in everyone's ears.

prophecy?

What prophecy?

Everyone looked at each other, fear spreading in everyone's eyes.

That powerful force, like an invisible monster, pressed them so hard that they couldn't breathe.

Blacksmith Zhao clenched the hammer in his hand, his palms were full of sweat, and he felt unprecedented fear. This power was beyond his cognition, as if it came from the abyss of hell.

Xiaohong tightly grasped the hand of the man in white, her fingertips were cold and her heart was beating violently as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

"We must be careful." The man in white said in a deep voice, his eyes firm and his tone filled with unquestionable majesty.

He protected Xiaohong behind him and walked towards the strange place first.

Everyone followed closely behind, taking every step carefully, as if there was a bottomless abyss under their feet.

The air around them became heavy, the wind was whistling, and the shadows of the trees were swaying, as if countless pairs of eyes were watching them in secret.

Suddenly, several dark shadows appeared in front of them. They were wearing black clothes and had their faces covered. They appeared in front of everyone silently like ghosts.

The leader was tall, with a pair of cold eyes and a ferocious smile on his lips.

It’s the Black Evil!

"It's really like searching for something everywhere but finding it without any effort!" Heisha laughed sinisterly, his voice was as creepy as a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

"Hand over the treasure, and I will consider giving you a quick death!"

"Don't even think about it!" the man in white shouted sternly. He pushed Xiaohong behind him, stepped forward and stood in front of everyone.

He knew that a fierce battle was inevitable.

The two sides engaged in battle in an instant, with swords flashing and shouts of killing shaking the sky.

Heisha and his men are highly skilled in martial arts, and every move they make is deadly.

Everyone fought hard, but gradually fell into a disadvantage.

There was a greedy gleam in Heisha's eyes, and he stared at Xiaohong like a hungry wolf staring at its prey.

"Ah!" A scream cut through the night sky...

The scream came from Li the Hunter.

Heisha struck him in the chest with a palm, and Li Liehu flew out like a kite with a broken string, fell heavily to the ground, and spit out blood.

"Brother Li!" Luo Xiaoyu exclaimed and wanted to rush over, but was held back by Grandma Lin.

"Don't go, it's too dangerous!" Granny Lin's voice trembled.

Li Liehu’s injury made everyone’s morale even lower.

The black evil's attacks became more and more fierce, and each move was deadly. Everyone was exhausted from defending themselves and were covered in bruises.

Doctor Zhang was dodging the attacks while taking care of the injured Li the Hunter, and he looked extremely exhausted.

Elder Chen and Blacksmith Zhao stood back to back, barely holding off the enemy's attack, but their physical strength was almost exhausted.

Master Lingyin recited Buddhist scriptures, trying to suppress the evil spirit with Buddhist teachings, but it seemed to have little effect.

Xiaohong hid behind the man in white and looked at her injured companion, feeling extremely sad.

Hope seems to be getting slimmer and slimmer.

Are they really going to die here?

Just then, a figure suddenly rushed out.

It’s Luo Xiaoyu!

She is usually timid and weak, but at this moment she is like an angry little lion. She brandishes the dagger in her hand and rushes towards Heisha's men. Her movements are sharp and her moves are brutal. She does not look like a weak woman at all.

The enemies were obviously startled by Luo Xiaoyu's sudden outburst, and were at a loss for a moment.

Luo Xiaoyu's dagger slashed across the throat of a man in black, and blood gushed out.

The man in black screamed and fell to the ground.

Luo Xiaoyu's action was like a flash of lightning, breaking through the darkness and igniting everyone's hope.

They picked themselves up again.

"Kill!" Blacksmith Zhao roared, waving his hammer and rushing towards the enemy.

Elder Chen followed closely behind, waving the whisk in his hand like a spirit snake, wrapping around the neck of a man in black.

The man in white had a gleam in his eyes and whispered, "Now!"

The man in white was as fast as lightning and as quick as a ghost. The long sword in his hand flashed with a cold light, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, heading straight for Heisha's men.

Screams rang out one after another, the men in black fell to the ground one after another, and the blood dyed the ground red.

They were either covering their broken arms or hugging their pierced chests, groaning in pain. Where was the arrogance they had just now?

The man in white used a set of sword techniques that flowed smoothly and carried a fierce murderous aura, and each sword accurately stabbed the enemy's vital points.

Seeing this, everyone's morale was boosted and the flame of hope ignited in their hearts.

"Kill!" Blacksmith Zhao roared, swinging a huge iron hammer like a god of war. Every swing was like thunder, breaking bones and tendons of the man in black.

Elder Chen was not to be outdone, and he waved the whisk in his hand tightly, like countless poisonous snakes, wrapping around the hands and feet of the men in black, making them unable to move.

Luo Xiaoyu was like a killer possessed. The dagger flashed with cold light, and every swing would take a life. She was no longer the weak and timid girl, but a female warrior born for revenge.

Heisha saw that his men suffered heavy casualties. He did not expect that this group of seemingly weak humans could burst out with such powerful fighting power.

He roared unwillingly, and the black energy on his body rose like a flame, but he seemed a little timid at the moment, and his offensive became chaotic, and he could only barely parry the attacks of the man in white and others. (End of this chapter)