As Grandma Lin gently lifted the lid of the treasure chest, a dazzling light instantly surged out of the box, like thousands of golden lights when the sun was rising, illuminating everything around.

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Their eyes were slightly narrowed by the light, and their hearts were filled with shock and surprise.

In the treasure chest, a magical artifact emitting mysterious light lay quietly in it. Its surface is inlaid with various gems, and each gem is flashing with different colors.

Next to the artifact is an ancient sheepskin map. Although the patterns on the map are a bit blurry, they clearly point to a deeper place in the mysterious space.

"This is...what is this?" Luo Xiaoyu's voice was filled with unconcealed excitement.

"This must be a treasure given to us by God." Grandma Lin's voice was trembling. Her hands gently stroked the surface of the artifact, feeling the warm power coming from the artifact.

Everyone's mood rose again and their morale was greatly boosted.

They knew that this was not just an ordinary treasure, but also the motivation and hope for them to move forward.

Everyone's eyes turned to the old man in white. The old man in white smiled and nodded, as if telling everyone that all this was destined.

At this moment, the old man in white suddenly stretched out his hand, gently stroked the black panther's head, and whispered: "Thank you, friend. You have completed your mission."

A deep respect surged in the hearts of the Black Panther, and they knew that this mysterious Black Panther had become an indelible mark in their hearts.

"Let's go, a new journey is waiting for us." The voice of the old man in white echoed in the air, and everyone's hearts were filled with firmness and hope. They embarked on the road deeper into the mysterious space, and every step was full of unknowns and possibilities.

After the treasure chest was opened, the surrounding space began to twist, and the originally closed stone chamber was like blooming flowers, revealing several mysterious channels.

A strange light flashed on the stone wall, which was as bright as breathing, illuminating the outline of the shadows deep in the passage.

An ancient and mysterious aura spread out, with a touch of unsettling chill.

Everyone looked at each other, and nervousness spread in the air.

"It seems that our journey has just begun." The man in white said calmly, his eyes firmly looked at one of the passages, and took the lead in walking forward.

Xiaohong followed without hesitation and held his hand tightly.

Luo Xiaoyu and others followed closely behind. Although they were nervous, their eyes were filled with excitement.

"Be careful." The gray-haired hunter reminded, he keenly noticed the trap hidden in the passage, and the air was filled with an undetectable danger.

"The terrain here is complex and has many mechanisms. If you are not careful, you will be doomed."

Xiaohong felt the warmth of the palm of her hand in white and felt much more at ease.

She held his hand back, her fingers intertwined, as if she had found the power to support her.

Grandma Lin looked at the two people walking side by side kindly, and smiled with relief, as if watching her child grow up.

Everyone encouraged and supported each other, and friendship became deeper at a new starting point, like an indestructible rock, resisting the unknown fear.

Walking along the passage, a melodious sound of flute suddenly came from everyone's ears, sometimes high and sometimes low, like a call from ancient times, carrying mysterious magic.

Everyone stopped involuntarily and looked along the sound, but they saw a misty deep in the passage, and the source of the flute sound was difficult to distinguish.

"The sound of this flute..." Xiaohong murmured to herself, and an inexplicable throbbing surged in her heart, as if something was summoning her.

"Let's go and see." said the man in white, feeling a mysterious force attracting him, making him want to find out.

Everyone walked towards the sound of the flute, their steps gradually accelerated, and the passage became narrower and narrower...

What is waiting for them ahead?

"Be careful!" The gray-haired hunter suddenly issued a warning.

The melodious sound of the flute seemed to carry some magic, leading everyone to the depths of the passage step by step.

The passage became narrower and narrower, and the rock walls on both sides squeezed towards them in a narrow way, and the air became wet and cold, with an indescribable smell of decay.

Everyone subconsciously slowed down, moved closer to each other, and glanced around with vigilant eyes.

As the sound of the flute became clearer, but even more strange, as if countless ghosts were whispering.

The light around was getting darker and darker, and only the rock walls occasionally flashed with phosphorescence, which was as erratic as ghost fire.

The air was filled with a strong smell of earth, mixed with unknown fragrance of flowers, which was disgustingly sweet.

Xiaohong felt a little wet and cold in her palms. She couldn't help but hold the hand of the man in white tightly. The temperature in his palm came from the fingertips, which made her feel a little relieved.

Grandma Lin walked in the middle of the team, holding the crutch tightly, her turbid eyes were filled with anxiety, and she muttered words in her mouth, as if she was praying for the gods to bless her.

Suddenly, several thick vines rushed out of the cracks in the rock wall and swept towards everyone like poisonous snakes.

"Be careful!" The gray-haired hunter shouted loudly, and waved the short knife in his hand first, cutting off a vine that was attacking Luo Xiaoyu.

The sudden attack made everyone a little panicked. Luo Xiaoyu exclaimed and almost fell down.

Liehun and Zhao Blacksmith responded quickly. They waved the axes and hammers in their hands and cut off the attacking vines one by one.

However, more and more vines came, like a tide, and everyone was in trouble again.

"This won't work!" Zhang shouted loudly, "There are too many vines, we will be trapped!"

"Xiaohong!" A scream of exclamation cut through the nervous air...

Xiaohong exclaimed, and saw a vine that was thicker than before, like a python, wrapped around her ankles like lightning, and pulled her towards the rock wall.

"Xiaohong!" the man in white exclaimed, watching Xiaohong hanging in the air, her slender body seemed particularly fragile under the constraints of the vines.

Fear filled Xiaohong's face. She struggled desperately, but it became tighter and tighter. The rough vine skin rubbed against her skin, causing a burst of scorching pain.

"Save her!" Luo Xiaoyu shouted anxiously, waving the dagger in her hand to cut off the vines, but was forced back by other vines that rushed back.

Everyone was anxious, but they were surrounded by the crazy dancing vines, making it difficult to get close to them.

Zhang Lang was anxious, but he could only watch Xiaohong being pulled higher and higher.

Grandma Lin was so scared that her face turned pale and kept muttering "Amitabha" in her mouth.

Liehuo and Zhao blacksmith waved the weapons in their hands, but they were like mantis armed to drive a car. The vines were getting more and more dense, almost covering the entire passage.

The man in white had his eyes rippled and tried hard to cut off the vines wrapped around him, trying to rush over to save Xiaohong, but when he was distracted, a vine sucked hard to his back.

At the critical moment, Master Lingyin was muttering a word, and a golden light shot out from the Buddhist beads in his hand and enveloped Xiaohong.

The vines wrapped around Xiaohong's body quickly withered and turned into ashes as if burned by fire.

Xiaohong fell from mid-air, and the man in white rushed forward and caught her steadily.

Master Lingyin was solemn in his treasure, and the golden Buddha light lingered around him, like a god descending to earth.

Seeing this, everyone ignited a fire of hope in their hearts and threw gratitude at him one after another.

"Before..." Master Lingyin's eyes were solemn and pointed to the depths of the passage.

Before Master Lingyin finished speaking, a clicking sound came from the depths of the passage, like the sound of bone friction, which was creepy.

Everyone looked in the sound and saw a group of puppets appearing at the end of the passage. Their movements were stiff and mechanical, but with a strange sense of oppression.

These puppets have different shapes, including men and women, old and young, wearing tattered clothes and strange oil paints on their faces, like evil spirits crawling out of hell.

"What is this?" Luo Xiaoyu exclaimed and subconsciously held the dagger in her hand.

"Be careful, these puppets are not easy to deal with!" The gray-haired hunter said in a deep voice. He had seen similar puppets in other secret realms and knew that their attack power should not be underestimated.

Zhang Langzhong narrowed his eyes, carefully observed the movements of the puppets, and suddenly spoke: "Their joints seem to be weaknesses!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately turned the target of attack to the joint of the puppet.

Blacksmith Zhao waved his hammer and slammed hard on the knee of a puppet. With a click, the puppet's legs broke.

Li Liehun's axe also chopped on the shoulders of another puppet, and the puppet's arms hung down weakly.

After Xiaohong escaped from danger, she hugged the man in white tightly, with fear still in her eyes.

"I'm fine." She said softly, her voice trembling a little.

The man in white patted her back gently and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Grandma Lin watched everyone work together to fight the puppet, "Children, don't be afraid, we will definitely break through!" She encouraged everyone with a hoarse voice.

However, the number of puppets is too large, and even if everyone concentrates on attacking their weaknesses, it is difficult to resist their continuous attacks.

Everyone fought and retreated, and the pressure doubled.

At this moment, everyone discovered that the melodious sound of flute came from the center of the maze.

As long as you get there, you can unravel the maze!

"Run over!" the man in white shouted and rushed towards the center of the maze first.

Everyone followed closely behind, and the puppet followed closely behind, and the clicking sound echoed in the passage like a desperate spell.

"Wait...we seem..." Xiaohong suddenly found in horror that they had been running for so long, but the surrounding scenery had not changed at all...

After Xiaohong escaped from danger, she hugged the man in white tightly, with fear still in her eyes.

"I'm fine." She said softly, her voice trembling a little.

The man in white patted her back gently and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Grandma Lin watched everyone work together to fight the puppet, "Children, don't be afraid, we will definitely break through!" She encouraged everyone with a hoarse voice.

However, the number of puppets is too large, and even if everyone concentrates on attacking their weaknesses, it is difficult to resist their continuous attacks.

Everyone fought and retreated, and the pressure doubled.
To be continued...