Inside the stone chamber of the Relic, the atmosphere was as tense as a string pulled to its breaking point. Su Yao gripped the lost artifact tightly; the light radiating from it illuminated her determined face, her eyes filled with fearless resolve. Lin Yu stood to the side, shielding Su Yao and Zhao Ya. His Spiritual Power surged around him, forming a shimmering, translucent barrier to deflect the palpable killing intent emanating from the Mysterious Organization. Zhao Ya hid behind them, trembling slightly, yet she stood her ground, her gaze fixed on the battlefield, searching for any chance to turn the tide.
The Masked Man sneered, his eyes sweeping over the trio with the contempt one might show toward ants. "Do you truly think you can hold onto the artifact with such meager skills? Today, this artifact will belong to me!" With a wave of his hand, the Black-robed Men behind him surged forward like a tide, surrounding the three of them in an instant. These figures exuded an evil aura of Spiritual Power, their weapons flickering with a ghastly glow, dripping with murderous intent.
Su Yao made the first move. She channeled her inner Spiritual Power into the artifact in her hand. In an instant, the artifact blazed with brilliance, and a dazzling beam of light shot toward the ceiling, turning the entire stone chamber as bright as day. Wherever the light reached, the Black-robed Men shrieked in agony, their forms staggering as if struck by an invisible, crushing force. Seizin…
Chapter 157