As the battle continues, Yogg-Saron seems to be gradually adapting to our tactics, and its attacks become more ferocious and cunning.
The monsters that keep pouring out of the black fog seem to be endless, each one is the incarnation of death, their eyes are burning with the red light of resentment, and they launch more violent attacks on us.
Under this kind of pressure, our physical strength and mental energy are consumed rapidly, and every dodge and counterattack requires a huge amount of strength.
Yogg-Saron's laughter echoed in this endless darkness, and every attack he made was filled with the desire to destroy everything.
Qin Wuyan faced more and more monsters, constantly waving his flaming sword, and each blow hit the monster's vitals accurately, but as time passed, even he began to look tired.
Yuan Ling's eyes remained calm, but the speed of her spell release began to slow down. It was obvious that her power was constantly being consumed.
Yuan Tingfeng had used most of his Taoist charms, and beads of sweat began to form on his forehead.
I myself felt my power gradually slipping away, and every spell I cast felt like I was racing against death.
Just when it seemed like we were about to be swallowed up by darkness, an idea suddenly flashed through my mind.
I recalled the gods mentioned in the legend of the Hidden Abyss Temple, the souls who were deceived by Yogg-Saron, and their resentment may become the force against Yogg-Saron.
I shouted to my teammates: "Fight it with resentment! Let the resentful spirit of this temple become our strength!"
Hearing my words, the flame of hope reignited in our eyes.
We began to try to communicate with the sleeping ghosts in the temple, trying to awaken their power.
Yuan Ling began to chant more ancient and powerful spells, and Qin Wuyan and Yuan Tingfeng also began to adjust their tactics, focusing their attacks on the most violent dark monsters.
With our efforts, new changes began to appear in the hall.
Streams of blue light poured out from the ground and walls. They were the power of the resentful spirits deceived by Yogg-Saron.
These forces gathered around us, forming shields to resist the attacks of dark monsters.
At the same time, the power of these resentful spirits also began to fight back. They turned into rays of light and rushed towards the dark monsters, destroying them one by one.
Yogg-Saron obviously did not expect such a change, and its laughter began to become manic and angry.
"You stupid mortals! How dare you challenge my authority! I will make you pay the price!" Its body began to expand, becoming larger and more terrifying. It released more powerful dark power from its body, trying to We are swallowed up along with the power of the wraith.
Under the impact of Yogg-Saron's increasingly intense dark power, the entire hall seemed to be plunged into an endless storm.
Dark tentacles and monsters of all shapes and sizes surged towards us like a tide, and each wave of attacks was enough to destroy solid defenses.
We could barely see each other clearly and could only rely on each other's scent and the rhythm of the battle to work together.
Qin Wuyan was like a burning flame, dancing in the darkness. Every attack he made concentrated all his strength, trying to carve out a glimmer of life in this overwhelming darkness.
Yuan Ling's spell echoed in the darkness, and a dazzling circle formed around her, dispelling the invading dark power again and again.
And I, despite my limited strength, still waved the staff unswervingly, and every spell I cast became more and more powerful.
In this seemingly impossible battle, each of us went beyond our own limits and burned all the courage and strength in our lives.
Although Yogg-Saron's power is powerful, it also began to be surprised in the face of our indestructible will.
At the most critical moment of the battle, suddenly, a strong beam of light burst out from the tip of my staff. It illuminated the entire hall like the rays of the sun.
This beam of light shot straight into the sky and hit Yogg-Saron's body.
At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the dark power in the entire hall began to dissipate rapidly. Yogg-Saron let out a deafening roar, and then its body began to disintegrate and dissipate into bursts of black smoke in the air.
When the last wisp of black smoke dissipated, the light in the hall was restored.
The four of us stood there tiredly, looking at each other, and we all saw the relief and joy in each other's eyes.
We know that Yogg-Saron has been defeated and his dark power has dissipated.
The curse in Yinyuan Temple was lifted, and those resentful spirits finally rested in peace.
Although we are exhausted, our hearts are filled with unprecedented satisfaction and relief.
Calmness returned to the hall again, and we slowly walked out of the hall, looking at the bright moonlight outside and feeling the long-lost tranquility.
As the terrifying atmosphere in the hall gradually dissipated, we began to leave this place that was once full of fear and despair.
The ruins of Yinyuan Temple look particularly desolate in the moonlight, and every step seems to be stepping on the dust of history.
We walked in silence, filled with mixed emotions.
The joy of victory, the joy of survival, and the thinking about the unknown... all of these are intertwined, making it difficult to calm down.
When we left Yinyuan Temple, we looked back and saw that the mysterious building began to blur in the moonlight, and then gradually disappeared, as if it had never existed.
The Yinyuan Temple only appears on full-moon nights, and with dawn, it disappears into the deep mist.
We know that the secrets of this secret place may never be fully revealed.
After a long and tiring journey, we finally returned to Dujiang City.
The city is still the same city, with people coming and going, noisy and bustling, as if the terror and battle last night were just a dream.
But to us, everything is so real, and every detail is deeply imprinted in our hearts.
Our return did not attract much attention, but the Du family soon learned of Du Yunpeng's death in Yinyuan Temple.
This news was like a bombshell, causing an uproar in the entire family.
Du Yunpeng's death was a huge blow to the Du family. They could not accept the fact that this young and promising heir died in such a mysterious way.
Amid the suspicion and anger of the Du family, the Yuan family naturally became their primary target of suspicion.
After all, during this expedition, we had a direct conflict with the Du family, and the place where Du Yunpeng died was in the cursed Yinyuan Temple.
The Du family believed that none of this was a coincidence, and they began to investigate the matter secretly, vowing to find out the truth.
Regarding the suspicion and hostility of the Du family, the Yuan family did not show much concern or anger.
Yuan Tingfeng even showed an indifferent attitude towards this. He knew that the truth would one day be revealed to the world.
