PFC Chapter 130 Feels So Dangerous
Chapter 130 Feels So Dangerous
The space trembled violently, and cracks spread out like a spider web, causing the ground to crumble inch by inch, emitting a teeth-grinding sound.
A chilling aura surged from the crack, carrying an icy coldness that made Zhuang Yu shiver.
He felt the air around him freeze, and an inexplicable sense of oppression made it almost impossible for him to breathe.
He clenched his fists, his palms sweating, his eyes blazing as he scanned his surroundings.
Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the darkness, like countless tiny claws scraping the ground.
Warning bells rang in Zhuang Yu's mind, his spiritual power surged throughout his body, and his nascent soul shone brightly, illuminating the surrounding space.
A group of shadow beasts emerged from the crack. They were leopard-like in shape, pitch black, with eerie green eyes and a nauseating stench.
Zhuang Yu was not afraid at all. He took a deep breath and pushed the power he had just gained to its limit.
Golden light burst forth from his body, as dazzling as the sun, illuminating the entire space.
He flashed and transformed into a golden light, rushing towards the shadow beast horde.
"Bang!" Zhuang Yu threw a punch, hitting a shadow beast squarely on the head.
The shadow beast let out a miserable cry, blasted away by the immense force, crashing heavily to the ground before turning into a cloud of black mist and disappearing.
"Roar!" Upon seeing this, the other Shadow Beasts roared angrily. They opened their blood-red mouths, revealing sharp fangs, and pounced on Zhuang Yu.
Zhuang Yu sneered, his figure flashing once more, weaving through the shadow beast horde like a ghost.
He used both fists and feet, each attack carrying the force of thunder, and each strike was enough to repel a shadow beast.
He moved with agility and ease, as if playing with a group of ants.
"Overestimating yourself!" Zhuang Yu sneered, and a golden light flashed in his hand, revealing a golden longsword.
He brandished his longsword, unleashing a torrent of sword energy that slashed down all the shadow beasts around him.
Just then, a deafening roar came from the depths of space, and the ground shook violently, as if some enormous creature was about to burst out of the earth.
"Not good!" Zhuang Yu's expression changed. He felt a powerful pressure coming from the depths of space, which made him feel a chill.
"Wang Yao, watch out!" Zhuang Yu shouted, grabbing Wang Yao's hand and shielding her behind him.
Wang Yao's face was pale, and she gripped Zhuang Yu's hand tightly.
"They've arrived..." A chilling voice echoed from the depths of the space, carrying boundless malice.
Enraged by Zhuang Yu's fierce offensive, the Shadow Beasts stopped fighting individually and began to attack as a group.
Their figures, like streaks of black lightning, pounced on Zhuang Yu from all directions, their sharp claws tearing through the air with ear-piercing shrieks.
Zhuang Yu moved with agility, weaving through the beast horde like a ghost. Golden light danced around him, each dodge perfectly timed, each counterattack precise and ruthless.
Suddenly, a shadow beast seized the opportunity and launched a sneak attack from the side, its sharp claws aimed directly at Zhuang Yu's back.
At this critical moment, Zhuang Yu seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, suddenly turned around, and delivered a powerful punch containing strong spiritual energy, slamming it hard into the attacker's abdomen.
The shadow beast let out a mournful howl, blasted away by the immense force, arcing through the air before crashing heavily to the ground.
Seeing this, the other shadow beasts noticed that the originally pitch-black space was now illuminated by the spiritual energy fluctuations generated during their battle, sometimes flashing with golden light and sometimes surging with shadows, creating a bizarre scene.
Just as the Shadow Beasts were preparing to launch a second attack, Zhuang Yu suddenly stopped. He sheathed his golden longsword, stood firmly on the ground, and calmly watched the horde of beasts before him.
The Shadow Beasts were somewhat bewildered by his action, and their fierce attack came to a halt. They let out low growls, testing Zhuang Yu's intentions.
With a faint smile on his face, Zhuang Yu slowly opened his arms and made a move that surprised everyone—he attempted to communicate with the Shadow Beast.
This scene was truly bizarre, as if watching a meticulously choreographed drama. A Nascent Soul cultivator actually wanted to talk to a group of mindless shadow beasts, which was quite absurd.
But there wasn't a trace of a joke on Zhuang Yu's face.
"Perhaps you are not evil beings, but victims of some kind of power." Zhuang Yu's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every Shadow Beast.
The shadow beasts seemed to be moved by his words. They stopped roaring and began to look at Zhuang Yu with wary eyes, and the scene fell into an eerie silence for a moment.
Wang Yao watched Zhuang Yu from the side. Zhuang Yu seemed not to notice Wang Yao's gaze. He slowly turned his head and looked at Wang Yao.
Wang Yao's eyes shone with admiration as she looked at Zhuang Yu as if he were a peerless hero.
Zhuang Yu noticed Wang Yao's gaze, turned to look at her, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips.
This smile, unlike her usual nonchalant one, was full of warmth and care, as warm as the spring sunshine, illuminating Wang Yao's heart.
The air around them seemed to sweeten, filled with a faint, ambiguous atmosphere, silently conveying the feelings between the two.
The Shadow Beasts were completely bewildered by Zhuang Yu's actions. They looked at each other. Zhuang Yu's aura was not so powerful as to frighten them, but his eyes were filled with something they could not understand, which made them instinctively uneasy.
They slowly retreated, moving further and further away from Zhuang Yu, as if they were avoiding something terrifying.
Finally, they disappeared into the crack, and the space returned to calm.
Zhuang Yu successfully defused the crisis, and a confident smile appeared on his face.
Zhuang Yu withdrew his gaze and looked into the depths of the space again. He sensed that the anomaly in the space was not accidental and that there must be some secret hidden within it.
He strode forward, heading deeper into the space, with Wang Yao following closely behind him, never leaving his side.
"Wait!" Wang Yao suddenly grabbed Zhuang Yu's sleeve, her voice trembling slightly, "That place...it feels so dangerous..."
Zhuang Yu stopped and gently patted Wang Yao's hand, comforting her, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
He took another step, heading deeper into the space, with Wang Yao following closely behind him.
They walked across a barren land and came to a huge stone wall.
Ancient runes are carved on the stone wall, exuding a mysterious aura.
Zhuang Yu reached out and touched the runes on the stone wall. A strange power emanated from the runes and flowed into his body.
A scene suddenly flashed into his mind: a hidden door slowly opening...
"What...what is this?" Wang Yao exclaimed.
Zhuang Yu did not answer; his gaze was fixed on the stone wall, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
“Found it…” he murmured to himself, a mysterious smile playing on his lips. “So, it was here…”
Zhuang Yu lightly touched the stone wall with his fingertips, and the ancient runes seemed to come alive, emitting a faint golden light that flowed into his body through his fingertips.
A powerful force surged within him, causing the space to tremble even more violently. A crack appeared in the center of the stone wall, revealing a mysterious light emanating from the deep darkness.
"Step back," Zhuang Yu said in a low voice, shielding Wang Yao behind him.
The gap widened until it eventually formed a doorway as tall as a person.
Inside the portal, a dazzling array of colors intertwined, as if leading to another world.
A strong suction force emanated from it, causing Zhuang Yu's robes to flutter loudly.
He took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with determination, and stepped through the doorway.
Wang Yao only felt a blur before her eyes before Zhuang Yu's figure disappeared.
She was worried, but dared not enter rashly, and could only wait anxiously.
Zhuang Yu felt as if the scene before him was changing, as if he had traveled through a time tunnel.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a strange space.
The sky here is not blue, but a strange purplish-red, like a burning flame.
On the ground, all sorts of strangely shaped plants grow, emitting a faint fluorescent glow.
A strange fragrance filled the air, refreshing yet carrying a subtle hint of danger.
Zhuang Yu released his divine sense, only to find that it was greatly suppressed here, and he could only explore a small area around him.
He walked forward cautiously, his footsteps making a rustling sound, like stepping on tiny gemstones.
The surrounding plants swayed gently as he walked, making a pleasant bell-like sound, as if welcoming his arrival.
Suddenly, the ground began to shake, the surrounding plants stopped swaying, and the fragrance in the air became stronger, carrying a suffocating sense of oppression.
Alarm bells rang in Zhuang Yu's mind.
Dense array of runes appeared on the ground, emitting a blinding red light.
These runes are interconnected, forming a huge array that traps Zhuang Yu inside.
A powerful force surged from the formation, pressing down on his body and making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
"Interesting." Zhuang Yu sneered. "Let me see what's so mysterious about this restriction."