The altar is paved with huge bluestone slabs. After years of baptism, the surface is full of traces of vicissitudes.

The air was filled with a faint smell of sandalwood, mixed with the fragrance of the soil, which made people feel refreshed.

However, just as everyone was about to approach the old man, his figure rippled like water waves, gradually becoming transparent, and eventually disappeared without a trace.

Only a puzzle carved in quaint words was left, sparkling with faint light, floating above the altar.

"Vanished? Why is this happening?" Luo Xiaoyu exclaimed, her eyes wide open, full of incredibleness.

Everyone looked at each other. They thought they could learn the secret of the flute sound from the old man, but they did not expect that this would be the result.

The puzzles floating above the altar are like an insurmountable gap, standing in front of them.

"This puzzle... seems to be written in some ancient text." Elder Chen narrowed his eyes, carefully identified the words on the puzzle, and frowned.

He read a lot of books and was proficient in various ancient texts, but he had never seen the words on this puzzle, which made him confused.

"I'll try it!" Zhang Langzhong walked forward. He was proficient in medical theory and also had some research on various rare herbs and mysterious symbols.

He carefully observed the puzzle and tried to find some clues from it.

Grandma Lin prayed silently, begging the gods to bless them to solve the puzzles and find the truth of the matter.

Xiaohong snuggled beside the man in white.

Everyone pondered around the puzzle, and the atmosphere became solemn.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the puzzle was still like an unconquered fortress, floating quietly over the altar, emitting a mysterious light.

Just as everyone was about to give up, Elder Chen suddenly exclaimed: "I understand! This is a long-lost hieroglyph, and each symbol represents a natural phenomenon!"

With Elder Chen's interpretation, the symbols on the puzzle gradually became clear.

Everyone suddenly realized that the puzzle was not a text, but a picture depicting the movement of heaven and earth.

Just at the last moment when everyone was about to solve the puzzle, the ground around the altar suddenly trembled violently, making a loud rumbling sound, as if some huge force was awakening deep underground.

The light on the altar also began to become bright and dark, flickering, like a candle swaying in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

"What's going on?" Liehuo shouted in horror, with a hint of trembling in his voice.

Everyone looked around in surprise, but found that the trees around them began to shake violently, and the leaves fell one after another, as if a green rain had begun to sway.

There was a suffocating sense of oppression in the air, as if something terrible was about to come.

"Be careful!" The man in white protected Xiaohong behind him, staring at the changes around him with vigilance, and said in a deep voice, "This place has become dangerous..."

The earth was shaking, and everything around the altar was trembling violently, as if it would collapse at any time.

But everyone stood firmly, staring at the puzzles that were flashing over the altar with firm eyes.

The light flashed and darkened, as if mocking their powerlessness, and as if tempting them to continue exploring.

The smell of dust filled the air, which made people cough continuously, but no one retreated. They knew that solving the puzzle was the only way out.

"Be careful, everyone!" The man in white protected Xiaohong behind him and looked around vigilantly.

He felt keenly that danger was approaching, and there was a disturbing atmosphere in the air.

The trees swayed even more violently, and the leaves fell like raindrops, making rustling sounds, like the whisper of death.

As the environment changes, the puzzle begins to change, and the originally clear symbols become blurred and distorted, as if they are disturbed by an invisible force.

"I think I should try this method!" Luo Xiaoyu pointed to a symbol on the puzzle and said in a hurry, "Maybe this is the key!"

"No! It's too risky!" Elder Chen immediately objected, "We must act cautiously, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable!"

The two were arguing and the atmosphere became more and more tense.

At this moment, a mysterious force suddenly attacked, and the stones around the altar exploded one after another. The splashed gravel cut through everyone's clothes and blood oozed out.

"Ah!" Liehuo screamed and fell to the ground with his arms covered.

Blacksmith Zhao waved the hammer in his hand and tried hard to resist the attack. Beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead.

"I'll help you!" Doctor Zhang hurried forward and wanted to bandage Liehuo's wound, but found that he could not protect himself.

The attack became more and more fierce, and everyone was exhausted to deal with it, and their bodies were covered with scars.

The man in white looked shaking, and he pushed Xiaohong to Grandma Lin and whispered: "Protect her!"

After saying that, he jumped and stood in front of everyone.

The sword in his hand emitted a dazzling light, like an indestructible barrier, protecting everyone behind him.

"Stand by!" The man in white gritted his teeth and resisted the attack

Suddenly, the light on the altar suddenly disappeared and the surroundings fell into darkness.

"Not good!" Elder Chen exclaimed, "This..."

The wind was howling, the sand and stones were flying, and the mysterious power bit everyone like a beast.

The white clothes on the man in white were stained with blood, and the sword in his hand also lost its former light and was dim.

He felt his physical strength was rapidly losing, and his eyes were getting dark, but he still supported himself tightly, using his last bit of strength to protect everyone behind him.

Xiaohong hid behind Grandma Lin and looked at the injured people, tears blurring her eyes.

She held the treasure in her hand tightly, feeling heartbroken.

Is it all because of this treasure?

Is this the so-called fate?

She began to doubt herself, doubting the significance of the journey.

Master Lingyin sat cross-legged, muttering something, trying to suppress this mysterious power with Buddhism.

However, that power was extremely powerful, and even a monk who had attained enlightenment could not resist it.

A trace of blood spilled out of the corner of Master Lingyin's mouth, and his face was as pale as paper.

The morale of the crowd was extremely low, and the sentiment of despair spread.

At this moment, Grandma Lin, who had been silent, stood up tremblingly.

She took out a small object wrapped in cloth from her arms and opened it carefully.

Everyone looked at her in confusion, not understanding what she was going to do.

"Is this..." Luo Xiaoyu asked curiously.

Grandma Lin did not answer, but just raised the small object in her hand.

It was a quaint jade pendant with strange symbols carved on it, which was somewhat similar to the puzzle symbols on the altar.

"This...this is..." Elder Chen widened his eyes and looked at the jade pendant in Grandma Lin's hand in disbelief, "Is this...this is..."

A powerful force emanates from the small objects, echoing the power on the altar.

The symbols on the altar began to rearrange and combine, emitting dazzling light.

Everyone seemed to have grabbed the life-saving straw, and hope rekindled in their eyes.

"We...we have hope!" Zhang Langzhong said excitedly.

Everyone united and with the help of Grandma Lin, they began to reinterpret the puzzle.
Chapter completed!