In the valley, the lingering Spiritual Power of the defeated Chaos Demonic Ape churned chaotically, carried on the restless wind. Su Yao and her companions had only just begun to recover from the fierce battle when a sudden, even more formidable surge of energy pushed their strained nerves to the breaking point. Su Yao gripped the fold of her garment where the Chaos Spirit Orb was hidden; her palms were slick with sweat, yet her expression remained resolute. Lin Yu moved to block the path before Zhao Ya, his own Spiritual Power flickering in disarray as he sought a moment of reprieve amidst this oppressive, unknown force. The middle-aged man furrowed his brows, his gaze like a torch as he stared at the source of the fluctuations, his face darkening with deepening gravity.
"This... what exactly is this power?" Zhao Ya’s voice trembled, fear creeping over her like vines. Her eyes darted between the dark depths of the valley and the determined faces of her companions. The Compass in her hand spun wildly, the needle vibrating as if it would shatter the casing, yet it could offer no clear direction. Su Yao took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "Whatever it is, we cannot back down. The Divine Artifact is in our hands; it is our responsibility." Her words were firm and powerful, acting like a sedative that began to dissipate the fear in everyone’s hearts.
As the Spiritual Power intensified, a massive figure slowly emerged from the depths of the valley. Wrapped in black mis…
Chapter 161