After bidding farewell to Ling Xian'er, Su Yao, Lin Yu, and Zhao Ya hurried through the mountain forest, the Ancient Divine Artifacts tucked securely away. Sunlight struggled to filter through the dense canopy, casting mottled shadows upon them, yet this could not dispel the gloom hanging over their hearts. Though Su Yao kept the artifact safely against her chest, it felt as heavy as the entire world, making every step forward fraught with uncertainty and trepidation.
"Su Yao, how much more trouble do you think we'll run into on this journey?" Zhao Ya asked, unable to contain the fatigue and worry in her voice. She scanned the surrounding woods, fearful that some new danger might strike at any moment. Lin Yu gently patted Zhao Ya’s shoulder, comforting her: "Don't worry. Whatever we encounter, we’ll face it together." He turned to Su Yao, his eyes full of determination. "Right, Su Yao?" Su Yao nodded slightly, her expression displaying an unquestionable resolve. "Exactly. As long as the artifact is in our hands, we have a responsibility to protect it, even if the road ahead is filled with thorns."
However, fate seemed fond of playing jokes on them. They had not gone far when a strange surge of Spiritual Power emanated from ahead, disrupting the surrounding tranquility like a massive boulder cast into a calm lake. Su Yao stopped instantly, her face grave. She could clearly feel that this wave of Spiritual Power was powerful and unfamiliar, far surpassing anything they had en…
Chapter 160