nashuaworldcup Chapter 189 Exploring the Source of the Sound
Chapter 189 Exploring the Source of the Sound
The moment Zhuang Yu's fingers touched the groove, that ethereal and distant voice rang out again, carrying an undeniable majesty that made the entire space tremble slightly.
Wang Yao's face was pale, her body trembled slightly, and she tightly gripped Zhuang Yu's clothes.
Zhuang Yu felt the chilling pressure emanating from the building, his brows furrowed, and his gaze swept sharply around his surroundings.
He quickly withdrew his finger, warily shielding Wang Yao behind him, and said in a deep voice, "Be careful, this voice is not simple."
After the sound disappeared, a faint sense of oppressive power lingered in the air, as if warning them.
Zhuang Yu composed himself and looked around, trying to find the source of the sound.
A strong urge rose within him to uncover the secrets hidden behind that voice.
He felt a powerful force, seemingly calling to him, and also seemingly warning him.
This feeling both excited and unsettled him.
He took Wang Yao's hand, gesturing for her to follow, and then slowly walked towards the direction from which the sound came.
Their steps were light and cautious, as if they were walking on thin ice.
The air around seemed to freeze, so oppressive that it made people feel breathless.
An unknown fear enveloped them, like an invisible net tightly binding their hearts.
Zhuang Yu clenched his fists, and his spiritual energy began to circulate slowly within his body, ready to deal with any potential dangers.
Wang Yao followed closely behind him, a hint of unease on her face, but her eyes were full of trust in Zhuang Yu.
After walking through a narrow passage, they finally arrived at a huge space.
At the center of the space, a sphere of light radiating dazzling brilliance floated in mid-air.
The sphere of light flickered continuously, releasing powerful energy that slightly distorted the surrounding space.
The light was so bright that they all had to squint.
Zhuang Yu felt an indescribable powerful force, and his heart tightened. He tried to get closer to the sphere of light, wanting to find out its true nature.
However, just as he took a step forward, a powerful force instantly blasted him away, and he staggered a few steps before regaining his balance.
He felt a violent shock, his blood and qi surging, as if his internal organs had shifted.
His expression changed, and a serious look appeared on his face.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Seeing this, Wang Yao quickly stepped forward to support Zhuang Yu, asking with concern, "Young Master, are you alright?" Zhuang Yu shook his head, indicating that he was fine. His gaze fell once again on the sphere of light floating in the air, his heart filled with doubt and vigilance. He slowly said, "This sphere of light is rather strange..."
Zhuang Yu frowned, remained silent for a moment, then suddenly turned and walked to the stone wall to the side, his fingertips lightly sliding across the rough stone surface, as if searching for some clue.
The cold, rough texture of the stone wall calmed Zhuang Yu's thoughts slightly, and as he rubbed his fingertips against it, he keenly sensed something amiss.
A stone brick protrudes slightly, standing out awkwardly against the tightly sealed stone wall around it.
He took a deep breath and pressed down hard on the stone brick.
With a rumbling sound, the stone wall slowly opened, revealing a small space.
Inside, there was only an ancient book, lying quietly on the stone platform, emitting a faint golden light.
Zhuang Yu carefully took out the ancient book and brushed off the dust.
On the cover, three ancient seal characters come into view: "Guangyao Lu".
As you turn the pages, an ancient aura wafts out. The pages contain descriptions of various strange orbs of light, one of which is remarkably similar to the one before you.
"The Radiant Sphere, formed from the condensed spiritual energy of heaven and earth, contains supreme power; touching it means certain death..." Zhuang Yu murmured, his eyes growing brighter and brighter, "Its power can be neutralized with the 'Star Luo Technique'..."
Starfall Technique!
Zhuang Yu was overjoyed. He had just learned the Star Luo Technique in the mysterious space, but had never practiced it.
At this critical moment of life and death, he could not hesitate and immediately followed the incantation recorded in the ancient book, forming hand seals and mobilizing the spiritual power within his body.
As the Star Luo Technique was activated, Zhuang Yu emitted a faint starlight, which complemented the light of the sphere.
The dazzling light from the orb seemed to have been somewhat suppressed, and was no longer so blinding.
“Young Master, you…” Wang Yao watched in disbelief, she had never seen Zhuang Yu use such a strange technique before.
However, just when Zhuang Yu thought victory was assured, the sphere of light suddenly trembled violently, and beams of dazzling light shot towards Zhuang Yu and Wang Yao like sharp swords.
"Watch out!" Zhuang Yu grabbed Wang Yao, narrowly avoiding a beam of light.
The light brushed past Zhuang Yu's sleeve, instantly shredding it into pieces and revealing his muscular forearm.
Wherever the light touched, the hard stone walls were easily cut as if they were tofu, leaving deep cracks, and the whole space was filled with an aura of danger.
While dodging the attacks of the light, Zhuang Yu quickly thought of a way to deal with it.
Wang Yao followed closely behind him, her heart pounding in her chest, but she didn't complain at all.
"This won't do..." Zhuang Yu thought to himself, his gaze falling back on the ancient book in his hands, quickly flipping through the later contents.
Suddenly, his gaze fell upon one of the pages, on which was drawn a peculiar rune…
"That's it!" Zhuang Yu was overjoyed and looked up at Wang Yao. "Protect me!"
Zhuang Yu took a deep breath, his fingertips quickly tracing across his storage ring. A flash of silver light appeared, and a palm-sized, ancient bronze mirror appeared in his hand.
The bronze mirror has a mottled surface, covered with the marks of time, but there is a faint luster flowing on the surface.
This is the "Light-Eating Mirror" that he obtained by chance in the mysterious space.
With a thought, he channeled his spiritual energy into the mirror, and the mirror immediately emitted a soft light, like a black hole, radiating a powerful suction force.
He hurled the Light-Eating Mirror into the air, and the mirror expanded in the wind, instantly transforming into a giant disc that hovered above their heads.
The rays of light that were originally shooting in like sharp swords were all absorbed into the mirror like rivers flowing into the sea, without the slightest leakage.
The temperature in the space suddenly dropped, and the originally dazzling light became soft.
The attack of the light sphere was greatly weakened by the light-devouring mirror, like a deflated balloon, and no longer posed a threat.
Zhuang Yu felt a surge of joy as he sensed the powerful energy continuously flowing into the Devouring Light Mirror.
He never expected that this inconspicuous treasure in the mysterious space would have such a wonderful use.
God help me too!
It seems his good fortune as a time traveler is truly well-deserved.
Wang Yao stared in disbelief at everything before her, her originally pale face now filled with shock and admiration.
Looking at Zhuang Yu's tall and straight back, she felt as if he were an omnipotent hero who could turn danger into safety no matter what kind of predicament he faced.
Every decision he made was full of wisdom and strength, putting her at ease.
Her eyes were filled with love and trust, as if Zhuang Yu was the light in her life.
Zhuang Yu felt Wang Yao's gaze, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, a warm feeling welling up in his heart.
He turned his head and gave Wang Yao a confident smile. Then, he turned his gaze back to the front and focused on the shimmering ball of light.
Now, he wanted to take a good look at what this ball of light was!
Zhuang Yu slowly raised his arm. He did not rush to destroy the ball of light in front of him, but tried to inject a wisp of spiritual power into it.
Just then, he suddenly heard a voice in his mind, "Human, what do you want?"
Zhuang Yu did not destroy the light sphere. He had a vague feeling that the light sphere was not a simple energy body, but perhaps hid a greater secret.
He slowly raised his arm, palm facing the ball of light, attempting to communicate with it using his spiritual power.
A wisp of pure spiritual energy, like a gossamer thread, slowly probed into the sphere of light.
This action surprised Wang Yao greatly; she had never seen such a way of communicating before.
In her view, this ball of light was so dangerous that it should be avoided at all costs, yet Zhuang Yu did the opposite, which was truly baffling.
This made her even more convinced that Zhuang Yu was different from others. He had his own unique way of doing things, which was always unexpected, yet he always managed to turn danger into safety.
The moment Zhuang Yu's spiritual power touched the sphere of light, he could feel a faint fluctuation of consciousness, as if it were responding to his probing.
He focused his mind, transforming his thoughts into fluctuations of spiritual energy, and slowly transmitted them: "Who are you?"
The orb of light flickered slightly, as if in response to his question.
A stream of information flooded into Zhuang Yu's mind; it was not human language, but a pure exchange of thoughts.
Zhuang Yu sensed an ancient and weathered aura, as if it spanned endless years.
This thought contains complex emotions that are difficult to describe, including joy, sorrow, anticipation, and despair...
Just as Zhuang Yu was trying to decipher this thought, the surrounding space suddenly began to distort. The originally stable space became twisted as if it were being kneaded by an invisible hand.
There was a suffocating feeling of oppression in the air, as if something terrible was about to happen.
Wang Yao also noticed something was wrong. Her face turned pale, and she gripped Zhuang Yu's sleeve tightly, her body trembling slightly.
She looked up at the distorted space.
"Young Master..." she was about to speak when Zhuang Yu interrupted her.
Zhuang Yu's expression was solemn. He shielded Wang Yao behind him, his gaze fixed intently on the distorted space, and said in a deep voice, "They're here!"