The Mysterious Veil of the Forest Ruins
Lingfeng and his companions stood before the gates of the ancient ruins. The surrounding air seemed to freeze, filled with a tense and mysterious atmosphere. The gates resembled the gaping maw of a sleeping beast, carved with mystical runes and patterns that flickered in the dim light like eerie stars in the night sky, seemingly whispering an ancient and terrifying tale to them. The lines of those runes were complex and winding, resembling countless intertwined venomous snakes or an ancient maze of riddles waiting for them to solve.
Xingchen was fully engrossed in studying the symbols on the walls surrounding the gates. A look of concentration and wisdom filled his eyes, his brow furrowing and relaxing by turns. He gently waved the staff in his hand, releasing gentle rays of light that shone upon the symbols, attempting to discover the hidden patterns within them. "These symbols bear similarities to the ones we saw previously in the cave, yet they possess subtle differences, much like different dialects of the same language," Xingchen murmured to himself.
Chapter 150