Chapter 322

The Truth of the Hall and the Return of Crisis Through the united and relentless efforts of the four companions, the struggles of the Shadow Warriors grew increasingly feeble. The black tide that had previously blotted out the sky gradually receded under their fierce onslaught. As the Rune lights on the walls flickered and finally extinguished entirely like a candle in the wind, the Shadow Warriors let out successive roars of resentment, their voices filled with despair and anger. Their figures dissolved like illusory bubbles, gradually fading away until they finally transformed into wisps of curling black smoke that slowly ascended and vanished into the cold, silent air. The hall finally welcomed a moment of tranquility. However, the hearts of the company could not relax; instead, they had a faint premonition that this calm was merely a brief respite before the storm, and that a greater crisis might be quietly descending. Enduring the pain from their wounds—each injury serving as a grim reminder of the fierce battle they had just survived—Lin Yu and the others hurried toward the circular stone platform in the center of the hall, which radiated a mysterious glow. As they drew close to the platform, they were astonished to find it covered in dense, extremely complex Runes. These Runes seemed almost alive, their light constantly flickering and leaping as if recounting a past sealed away by the years in an ancient and mysterious language.