Xingtetsu: You are not included in Elio's script!

Chapter 480

While the four were fighting fiercely with the evil spirits, Huai Yan stared at the group of evil spirits with his eyes as sharp as torches. "Their attacks seem chaotic, but in fact there is a hidden thread. They seem to be moving around a certain center." Huai Yan's voice rang out, bringing new clues to everyone.

Jing Yuan heard that the Thunder Blade's attack was even more powerful, and when he swung his long sword, the lightning and thunder intertwined into a huge electric net, temporarily trapping some of the evil spirits.

While maintaining the power of the electric grid, he responded, "Did Elder Yan find the center?"

Jing Liu swung the Zhili Sword in her hand to create a huge arc of ice, freezing the evil spirit that was trying to break through the electric net again. She also looked at Huai Yan.

Feixiao kept moving around the group of evil spirits at an extremely fast speed, trying to observe the situation from different angles and buy more reaction time for everyone.

Huai Yan narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the movements of the ghost. After a moment, he pointed to a half-collapsed tower in the distance and said, "Look there. The ghost's movements always avoid that tower intentionally or unintentionally, but they seem to be operating around it. The key we are looking for may be there."

Everyone looked in the direction Huai Yan pointed. The tall tower looked particularly eerie among the ruins, with a faint dark aura surrounding the tower.

"Let's go and take a look at that tower." Jing Yuan said, and with a wave of his long sword, he turned the electric net into countless lightning blades and shot them at the group of evil spirits, opening a path for everyone.

Jingliu and Feixiao understood immediately. After Feixiao carried Yingxing away, the four of them fought and retreated, approaching the tower.

The ghosts seemed to be aware of their intention and pounced on them even more frantically, trying to stop them.

Huai Yan quickly formed seals with his hands again, and the flames turned into firebirds, rushing towards the group of evil spirits.

These firebirds shuttled among the spirits, burning them with a sizzling sound wherever they went, thus blocking most of the attacks for everyone.

As they approached the tower, a strong sense of oppression overwhelmed them.

The ground around the tower was engraved with strange runes. These runes emitted a strange light, echoing the aura of the evil spirits.

"These runes seem to be the key to controlling the evil spirits. Destroy them!" Jing Liu shouted.

Jing Yuan rushed towards the rune first, and the lightning on the long sword surged, and every chopped sword made the rune flicker.

Feixiao also used his speed advantage to quickly shuttle between the runes, looking for the weak points of the runes to attack.

Jingliu stood in the distance and inserted the Zhili Sword into the ground. Icicles rose from the ground and crashed into the rune, freezing the approaching evil spirits on the icicles.

Huai Yan paced slowly around the tower, his eyes scanning the runes. Suddenly, he stopped and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

He squatted down and pressed his palms on the ground. A powerful energy surged out from his palms and burned towards a rune.

"This is the core node of the rune array, destroy it!" Huai Yan shouted.

Everyone concentrated their strength and launched an attack towards the core node pointed by Huai Yan. Jing Yuan's lightning blade, Fei Xiao's attack, Jing Liu's ice pillar and Huai Yan's flame gathered together.

Accompanied by a dazzling light and a violent explosion, cracks began to appear in the rune formation. The ghosts seemed to have lost control, becoming chaotic and no longer attacking in an organized manner.

"Let's get rid of them now!" Jing Yuan shouted, and the four of them rushed towards the group of evil spirits again.

This time, without the support of the rune array, the ghosts were defeated under their attacks.

After a fierce battle, the evil spirits were finally all eliminated, and everyone stood tiredly in front of the tower.

After resting for a while, Jingyuan said, "Let's go in and take a look. This tower must be hiding more things." Then he led the way into the tower.

The tower was dark and damp, filled with an old smell. There were some ancient portraits hanging on the walls. The faces of the people in the portraits were blurry, but from their clothing and postures it could be seen that they seemed to be performing some kind of ritual.

"These portraits... are a bit exaggerated." Fei Xiao said with a frown, her eyes slightly narrowed, her face full of surprise and confusion.

She stood there, leaning forward, examining the ancient portraits carefully.

The colors on the portrait are already a little mottled, like memories eroded by time. The picture is slightly blurry, but the general content can still be distinguished.

There was a picture of a group of people wearing simple yet gorgeous clothes. The patterns on the clothes were complex and mysterious, and every line seemed to contain special meaning.

All of these people were prostrating themselves on the ground with extremely pious postures, as if they were performing an extremely sacred ceremony, and the object of their worship was actually a hideous and terrifying monster.

The monster was so huge that it took up almost half of the portrait.

Its body seemed to be made up of countless twisted pieces of flesh and bones. Those pieces of flesh were a disgusting dark red color, as if they had been soaked in blood, and had a faint luster, as if it had just awakened from a slaughter.

There are countless eyes on the monster's head, and each eye emits a strange light, either red, green, purple or blue. These lights are intertwined together, and people feel as if they are being sucked in at a glance.

Its mouth was wide open, filled with jagged fangs, with strands of unidentified objects hanging from the fangs, which looked like pieces of meat or some kind of mysterious sacrifice.

An invisible sense of oppression seems to emanate from its mouth. Even though it is just a portrait, it can make the viewer feel the suffocating horror.

The scene in the portrait is like a nightmare, which makes people shudder.

Feixiao felt his heartbeat unconsciously quicken, and an inexplicable chill rose up his spine.

"What kind of monster is this? Why do these people worship it?" Fei Xiao murmured to herself, her eyes never leaving the portrait, trying to find more clues from this limited picture and solve the mystery that troubled everyone.

Several other people also gathered around. They looked at the portrait with solemn expressions on their faces. Everyone realized that this discovery might lead them into a more mysterious and dangerous situation.

Everyone gathered in front of the portrait, the atmosphere was solemn as if covered by a layer of haze. Jing Yuan frowned, his eyes showing deep thought. He stared at the monster in the portrait and said slowly, "This picture is definitely not a random doodle. Perhaps it hides the secrets of a critical period, and it may be related to the history of the Immortal Boat that we know."

Jing Liu nodded slightly. She stroked the Zhili Sword in her hand and looked at the portrait. "Looking at the clothes and postures of these people, they don't look like ordinary sacrifices. It may involve a far-reaching decision, and it may be inextricably linked to the destruction of Cangcheng. It is not just the plan of the Fengcuo Envoy Shuhu. We must explore carefully. Maybe there is more information about this monster here."

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