In the quiet valley, time seems to have frozen.
Surrounded by towering mountains, this peaceful place is isolated from the outside world, forming a natural barrier.
The air in the valley is fresh and moist, seemingly purified by the dense forests and flowing water between the mountains.
The mountains in the distance are shrouded in thin mist, like an exquisite landscape painting.
The fine clouds and mist curled gently, like a group of leisurely cranes dancing freely among the mountains and rivers.
The sun shines through the gaps in the clouds and mist, and the spots of light shine like stars, giving the valley a mysterious color.
Along the center of the valley, a clear stream flows leisurely.
The gurgling sound of the stream is like the whisper of nature, sometimes whispering gently, sometimes singing happily.
On both sides of the stream bank, vibrant vegetation stretches like embroidered ribbons, and wild flowers of various colors bloom, exuding a faint fragrance.
Entering the valley, a gloomy aura hits your face, making people feel chilly.
The towering mountains seem to cast a heavy shadow in this deep place, blocking the sunlight sparsely, as if it is nature's self-protection mechanism, unwilling to pass this depressing atmosphere to the outside world.
There was a damp smell in the air, condensing into a light mist that blurred the vision.
The trees and bushes in the valley have long grown densely, and their branches and leaves are intertwined, forming a dark maze.
Among these eerie plants, through the haze of mist, you can feel a pair of invisible eyes watching everyone who comes.
The sound of flowing water in the creek is no longer clear and cheerful, but has become low and mixed, as if some indescribable existence is roaring softly in it.
The soil on the stream bank seemed heavy and wet, and there was a heavy feeling when you stepped on it, as if you were stepping on lost memories and fears.
The mountains in the distance were shrouded in a gray haze. The top of the mountain was obscured by clouds and mist, making it seem that it was within reach, but it was like an unreachable phantom.
The sun no longer shines through the clouds and fog, only vague light passes through, creating a dark, phantom-like effect that is chilling.
In this valley, there seems to be some unspeakable secrets and uneasy emotions hidden.
Every breeze and every sound of grass and trees conveyed an inexplicable sense of fear.
This is a forgotten corner, filled with a gloomy atmosphere, which makes people want to escape.
Ibaraki Doji sat on a smooth stone in the valley, like a phantom emerging from the darkness.
The stone was made even more gloomy by his presence, as if it had become a territory he ruled.
He stood on the stone with a leisurely posture, but exuded a majesty that should not be underestimated.
His figure was slender and tall, shrouded in flowing black robes.
The edges of the robe seemed to be constantly dancing in the wind, but they seemed to be bound by some kind of power, maintaining an elegant silence.
His skin was pale, almost blending with the moonlight, giving off a cold glow.
Ibaraki Doji's hair is as black as crow's wings, messily spread on his shoulders, giving him a wild and unruly beauty.
His eyes were as deep as pool water, shining with a touch of deep green, and seemed to contain endless wisdom and conspiracy.
When he raised his head, those eyes seemed to be able to see through the depths of his soul and see everything.
Although his face is young, it exudes an ancient atmosphere, as if he has experienced the baptism of countless years.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a mocking smile, as if he was mocking all the troubles in the world and the fragility of the human heart.
Ibaraki Doji held an exquisite wine glass in his hand. The wine in the glass was as red as blood and glowed slightly with a faint light.
He shook the wine glass gently, as if appreciating its beauty, then raised the rim of the glass to his lips and took a sip.
His movements were smooth and elegant, like a nobleman enjoying every drop of life.
Ibaraki Doji sits on that stone, like a mysterious and majestic ghost, which is both eye-catching and chilling.
His presence pushed the gloomy atmosphere in the valley to the extreme, as if he was the king in the darkness, controlling all power and destiny.
In the gloomy valley, Ibaraki Doji is sitting on a stone, with flowing robes, deep eyes, and a delicate wine glass in his hand.
However, in this quiet atmosphere, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared.
A warrior wearing golden armor, holding a golden spear, came from the distance of the valley.
This warrior's name is Xu Fu. The golden armor surrounds his body and exudes a powerful aura. His long hair was flying behind his back, and his brows showed determination and determination.
His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, staring at Ibaraki Doji, as if he wanted to penetrate his heart.
Ibaraki Doji raised his head, his green eyes shining unruly against the golden light.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, forming a mocking smile, as if he was not surprised by Xu Fu's appearance.
Xu Fu's golden Changge radiated bright light in his hand, like a golden lightning.
His steps were steady and firm, and each step seemed to leave a deep imprint on the ground.
His eyes were firmly fixed on Ibaraki Doji, facing this gloomy existence without any sign of weakness.
The two confront each other in the valley, forming a strange and shocking picture.
Ibaraki Doji's coldness and Xu Fu's perseverance complement each other in this quiet environment.
Golden armor and black robe, golden sword and wine glass, justice and conspiracy, everything seems to be intertwined at this moment.
The atmosphere in the valley became more tense, as if the whole earth was sensing the approaching decisive battle.
The moment the two eyes met, sparks seemed to burst into the air.
Whether it was Ibaraki Doji's conspiracy or Xu Fu's justice, they all condensed into an indescribable force at this moment, making the entire valley seem to stand still.
In that quiet valley, the confrontation between Ibaraki Doji and Xu Fu reached its climax. The tense atmosphere was like a taut string that could be broken at any time.
Ibaraki Doji's eyes were deep and deep, like a bottomless pool, containing endless wisdom and conspiracy.
He gently shook the wine glass in his hand, as if mocking the entire situation, and his smile was like a ghost in the dark, which made people feel chilly.
And Xu Fu stood there, like a shining golden god of war.
He holds a golden ChangGe, which emits bright light like a golden lightning, symbolizing his justice and determination.
His eyes were sharp and firm, staring at Ibaraki Doji without any sign of weakness.
Suddenly, Ibaraki Doji's eyes became more gloomy. The wine glass in his hand suddenly raised, and a dark energy spurted out, like a black shock wave, quickly hitting Xu Fu.
Xu Fu immediately raised the golden Changge. The Changge emitted a powerful light and turned into a golden shield, resisting the dark energy.
Then, he quickly swung his long sword, and the golden light was like a sword, slashing at Ibaraki Doji.
Ibaraki Doji was not afraid. The wine glass in his hand turned into a black mist, wrapping the golden Changge and blocking Xu Fu's attack.
He suddenly jumped up and appeared in front of Xu Fu almost instantly, stabbing Xu Fu with his black palm like a sharp blade.
Xu Fu reacted quickly and placed Chang Ge in front of him. The golden light and black energy intertwined, causing a deafening sound.
The two forces clashed, and the air currents in the valley surged like a storm of war.
The battle between Ibaraki Doji and Xu Fu became extremely fierce, and every confrontation between them triggered an explosion of energy and distortion of space.
The golden sword and black energy streak across the valley, forming a spectacular battle scene that makes people shocked.
During the battle, Ibaraki Doji's conspiracy and Xu Fu's justice were intertwined, forming a contest with an unpredictable outcome.
In that quiet valley, the battle between the two seemed to set off a huge storm, making the entire environment violent and turbulent.
The battle continued in the valley. Every confrontation between Ibaraki Doji and Xu Fu was like the roar of thunder, shaking the entire valley violently.
Their powers collided together, like two huge waves colliding, setting off a huge energy storm, involving the surrounding trees, earth and rocks.
Ibaraki Doji's figure is unusually strong, sometimes flashing out of thin air, and sometimes appearing next to Xu Fu like a ghost.
His palms turned into black sharp blades, and each swing cut through the air, making a sharp and harsh sound.
His attacks followed him like a shadow, making it difficult for Xu Fu to figure out his location.
Xu Fu, on the other hand, was steady and determined. The golden Chang Ge drew a gorgeous arc in his hand and turned into a sword with shining golden light.
His attacks were powerful and rhythmic, as if he were playing a grand battle symphony. Every wave contains infinite power of justice.
Ibaraki Doji's smile became colder and colder, and his offensive became more violent.
Black energy swept toward Xu Fu like a violent storm. Xu Fu resisted bravely. His golden Changge drew layers of golden light shields in the air, blocking the invasion of black energy.
The battle scene became more and more intense, and the impact of energy intertwined into a chaotic scene in the valley.
Ibaraki Doji's black energy intertwined with Xu Fu's golden sword light, making harsh tearing sounds from time to time.
Their eyes intertwined with each other, as if silently conveying fighting spirit and determination.
The atmosphere of the battle became more and more tense in the valley, and the confrontation between Ibaraki Doji and Xu Fu became more intense. It seemed that two irreconcilable forces were fighting in this quiet environment.
Ibaraki Doji's black energy raged like a violent wind, sometimes turning into a sharp shadow blade, sometimes condensing into the evil spirit's claws, trying to pounce on Xu Fu.
Every attack is full of destructive power, as if it wants to swallow everything up. His eyes were full of enthusiasm and ambition, as if he was eager to defeat Xu Fu completely.
Xu Fu did not flinch, his golden Chang Ge danced in his hands, releasing powerful light with every wave.
His attacks were like the arrival of a god, each ray of golden sword light cut through the darkness and dissipated malice.
His brows reveal his firm pursuit of justice. No matter how powerful the darkness is, he will never give in.
The two forces merged in the valley, and the air was filled with sparks.
The energy shock wave lifted up the earth and rocks on the ground, and the trees were destroyed, forming a subversive scene.
The outline of the battle gradually emerged in the violent storm, as Ibaraki Doji's conspiracy and Xu Fu's justice competed with each other.
During the battle, Ibaraki Doji suddenly released even more terrifying dark energy, forming a huge black vortex, trying to swallow Xu Fu.
Xu Fu felt the huge threat. He gathered all his strength without hesitation. The golden Changge emitted a dazzling light and launched a desperate fight with the black whirlpool.
The confrontation between the black vortex and the golden Chang Ge triggered strong energy fluctuations, and the entire valley seemed to be trembling.
Xu Fu's golden armor began to shine with golden light, and his eyes became extremely firm.
He used up the last bit of his strength to swing the golden Chang Ge to the extreme, like a golden lightning soaring into the sky, piercing the core of the black vortex.
A dazzling light bloomed in the valley, the black vortex gradually dissipated, and Ibaraki Doji's figure gradually became illusory.
Xu Fu stood there, the golden Changge still shining in his hand, and his breathing was rapid and heavy.
The atmosphere of fighting continued to spread in the valley, and the confrontation between Ibaraki Doji and Xu Fu was like a ruthless storm, making the entire environment turbulent.
Ibaraki Doji's dark energy became more and more violent. Endless dark power seemed to be condensed in his hands, and every wave brought a chill.
His offensive was extremely fierce, and the black knife shadow followed him like a shadow, sometimes hitting Xu Fu directly, sometimes bypassing his defense line, like an endless ghost dance.
Xu Fu is still steady and resolute. His golden sword cuts through the sky like lightning, and every wave carries the power of justice.
His gaze was sharp and determined, as if declaring that the darkness would eventually be defeated.
Under the impact of the black energy, he sometimes leaped into the air and sometimes dodged quickly, showing off his excellent fighting skills.
Shock waves of energy raged in the confrontation between the two, and the valley seemed to be trapped in a death-like vortex.
Trees were torn apart and earth and rocks flew, creating a scene of war.
Every confrontation between Ibaraki Doji and Xu Fu left a strong trace in the air, as if it were the mark of a battle.
During the battle, Ibaraki Doji suddenly turned into a black shadow, quickly shuttled between the valleys, and instantly disappeared from Xu Fu's sight.
Immediately afterwards, a biting chill hit him. Xu Fu turned around alertly, only to find that Ibaraki Doji had condensed a black sword light behind him and was slashing towards him.
Xu Fu hurriedly raised the golden Changge, and the golden light collided violently with the black sword light, making a harsh explosion.
The two forces intertwined, triggering a powerful shock wave that distorted the surrounding air.
At the moment of the battle, Ibaraki Doji's eyes showed a hint of excitement, and he seemed to be enjoying this desperate fight.
Xu Fu, on the other hand, remains extremely determined, with a flash of lightning-like determination in his eyes. He knows that only by defeating Ibaraki Doji can justice prevail.
The rhythm of the battle is fast and fierce. Ibaraki Doji and Xu Fu seem to have become the soul of the battle, intertwined with each other, forming an indelible picture.
In that quiet valley, the strength and belief of the two made the flame of battle burn even more vigorously.
(End of chapter)
