These souls entangled in hatred and pain seem to have lost their minds and only know how to blindly attack all living creatures.
Just as we were engaged in a bitter battle, we suddenly felt a powerful and ancient power coming from the depths of the village. This power was accompanied by an ancient and mysterious spell, and then a bright light flashed, killing all the surrounding resentful spirits. disperse.
We looked up and saw a tall figure wearing ancient Taoist robes walking slowly. His steps were steady, and every step seemed to follow a rhythm. He was holding a long wooden staff with hair tied to the head. Bright brass bell.
"I am the guardian of this land. I have been away from the village these years. I don't want to come back today and see this scene." The guardian's voice was calm and powerful, full of unquestionable majesty.
At the guardian's majestic voice, the surrounding air seemed to become heavy.
His steady steps and the shaking of the bell seemed to dispel the surrounding haze and bring us a trace of peace.
Qin Wuyan and I looked at each other, and we both felt that this guardian was extraordinary.
"Your Excellency, we really don't mean to offend." I spoke cautiously, while quickly planning the next step in my mind.
"We are just trying to recover the soul of a relative and find an ancient secret technique. We don't want to disturb the peace here."
The Guardian's eyes studied us, and he seemed to be searching for the sincerity in our words.
He took a deep breath and then spoke slowly: "I feel your determination and the pain behind it.
But you should know that this land does not welcome outsiders, especially living people.
Your presence has broken the original balance here. "
"We understand, and we are really sorry." Qin Wuyan also added, his eyes firm and sincere.
"We'll get out of here as quickly as possible without further interruption."
The guardian was silent for a moment, then his eyes turned to the shadows in the distance, "Your path will not be that simple.
Although the village is small, it is full of dangers, especially after nightfall.
I can help you get through the village, but you must promise not to cause any further commotion. "
We quickly nodded in agreement, grateful.
The guardian began to recite the spell again, and the copper bell in his hand made a crisp sound.
As the sound of spells and bells echoed, the evil spirits in the village seemed to have received some kind of instructions and began to gradually recede, no longer posing a threat to us.
Under the guidance of the guardian, we walked carefully through the village paths, trying not to make any noise.
The dilapidated houses on both sides of the street look even more eerie in the dim light, and from time to time you can see some wandering ghosts wandering around the corners.
"This village was once a prosperous place, but with the passage of time and the erosion of hell, it became what it is now." There was a hint of sadness in the guardian's voice.
"These undead were once residents here, but now, they can only wander in these ruins."
We walked past desolate houses, feeling heartbroken with every step we took.
This land that was once full of life has now become the domain of the undead, and the footprints of the living have become the most unwelcome presence here.
As time went by, the sky started to get darker and our mood became heavier.
The guardian warned us that night is the most dangerous time for this village, and both ghosts and evil things will become extremely active.
Finally, led by the guardian, we passed through the village and came to the other side.
Before leaving, the guardian turned around and said to us: "From here on, you are on your own.
The journey to the valley is far more difficult than you think. I hope you can succeed. "
With the guardian's blessings and warnings, we entered the unknown abyss of Rivendell.
The valley is an area shrouded in eternal shadow. Ancient trees stand tall, and their branches and leaves are intertwined like ghost hands, forming twisted natural mazes.
The air was filled with a cold breath, as if even the breath could condense into ice.
We moved slowly and cautiously along the steep mountain path, always alert to possible dangers.
Qin Wuyan held a long sword and was vigilantly observing the movements around him, while I held the talisman tightly, ready to perform Taoist magic at any time.
Every movement in Rivendell could be a sign of a lurking threat.
As we went deeper into the valley, we found that more and more wraiths and unknown creatures began to appear.
They either hide and peek in the dark, or wander in the distance, and each one is full of danger and hostility.
Some of the resentful spirits are ferocious in form, and some are crying miserably. Each of them is a witness to the tragic fate of the past.
Suddenly, a piercing roar broke the dead silence of the valley, and a huge black shadow sprang out from the dense forest and swooped towards us.
This is a giant beast that looks like a jackal, its whole body covered with hard black scales, and its eyes flashing with violent red light.
Qin Wuyan and I reacted quickly, waving the weapons and talismans in our hands to fight.
The battle is extremely fierce, the beast is extremely powerful, and every attack carries a ferocious storm.
It took almost all our strength to resist its onslaught.
After a hard fight, the giant beast finally howled and fell down in a strong Taoist light, turning into dots of Yin Qi and dissipating in the air.
We both leaned tiredly on the boulder nearby, panting.
This battle made us deeply aware of the dangers of Rivendell, where every step is filled with the threat of unknown and death.
But we have no retreat, we can only move forward.
As we continued on, we encountered more strange and terrifying sights.
In some places, the ground is covered with strange runes and ashes, which seems to be some kind of ancient sacrificial place.
In some places, there are groups of ghosts carrying out endless mourning or revenge.
The entire valley is like a huge gathering place of resentment, and every inch of the land is eroded by pain and hatred.
After many battles and arduous treks, we finally reached the depths of the valley.
Here, an ancient and dilapidated palace appears in our field of vision. Although its momentum is no longer what it used to be, it still exudes a breathtaking atmosphere.
"That's our destination." Qin Wuyan pointed to the palace in front, with a hint of determination and expectation in his voice.
As we entered the palace's perimeter, an oppressive silence descended.
We stared at the ancient building in front of us. Even in its dilapidation, it still showed an unyielding solemnity and majesty.
The towering stone pillars are engraved with profound symbols, which seem to be a symbol of worship and fear of unknown power.
