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At the shore of Styx, Zhang Jin, Yun Yan, and Han Che stood on a grassy area bathed in silver moonlight, their shadows elongating and retracting on the shimmering water, as if time had frozen in this moment.
Seeing a magnificent palace, Zhang Jin felt an unprecedented sensation in her heart, not only because of the trial they had just experienced, but also because she sensed a subtle difference between herself and Yun Yan and Han Che.
Yun Yan, the woman in the tribe, has a head of hair like a waterfall. There is a determination in her eyes, a fierceness and bravery that belongs to the women of the wild tribe.
Her fingers gently touch her own neck, where the mark of a sacrifice bride used to be. Now it has become an invisible restraint, reminding her of her past identity and destiny.
Han Che, Young tribal leader, his eyes are firm and deep, like ice crystals that can see through the human heart.
His posture is upright, carrying the future and hope of the tribe on his shoulders, while also bearing the trust and expectations of his people.
He held a long sword made of fine steel in his hand, the blade shimmering in the moonlight as if ready to defend his beliefs and loved ones.
As for Zhang Jin, her presence seemed out of place in this world, as she came from a distant time and space, a modern city filled with skyscrapers and the sound of machinery.
In her eyes, there is curiosity and exploration of the world, but at the same time, there is also unease and confusion.
Her hand gently touches her chest, where her secrets and destiny are hidden, a secret that she herself cannot fully understand.
"I can feel it, the air here is different from our tribe's." Yun Yan she murmured, her eyes scanning the surroundings as if searching for something. "Every leaf and every grain of sand here is telling ancient stories."
Han Che nodded, his gaze falling on Zhang Jin, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes. "We all feel it, the power here is unlike anything we know. But what worries me more is you, Zhang Jin. You don't belong here, your heartbeat doesn't sync with the rhythm of this land."
Zhang Jin smiled faintly, with a hint of self-mockery in her smile: "Yes, I don't belong here, but now, I'm not sure if I still belong to that world made of steel and concrete. Everything here is both familiar and strange to me, like a dream. I know I will wake up eventually, but I don't want to leave."
The three of them fell silent for a while, with only the sound of Styx murmuring in the night breeze.
Suddenly, a glint appeared in Zhang Jin's eyes, as if she had realized something. A determined smile formed at the corner of her mouth. "I think I know now why I came here, why I met you all. Perhaps all of this is the arrangement of fate."
Yun Yan and Han Che looked at her simultaneously, their eyes filled with doubt and curiosity.
Zhang Jin took a deep breath, and her voice became more resolute:
"In our world, there is a saying called 'quantum entanglement,' which describes a mysterious connection between two particles. No matter how far apart they are, when one particle's state changes, the other will immediately change as well."
Yun Yan She furrowed her brow, her eyes revealing confusion: "How does this relate to our current situation?"
Zhang Jin's gaze became even more profound: "I think there might be a similar connection between me and this world. The reason I came here was not by chance, but because I have an indescribable entanglement with this place."
Han Che flashed a hint of awe in his eyes: "Are you saying that your fate is entwined with this world, with our fate?"
Zhang Jin nodded, her voice tinged with uncertainty: "Perhaps, perhaps not. But one thing I am certain of is that I will not give up the journey to find the answer, no matter how distant it may be."
Yun Yan flashed a determined look in his eyes: "Then, let's search for this answer together. No matter where it is, no matter what it costs."
Han Che also nodded in agreement, his voice firm and strong: "We will walk with you until the end."
The gaze of the three people met in the night, and their spirits reached a certain tacit understanding at this moment, a connection that transcended time and fate.
At this moment, a distant palace emitted a melodious sound, a summoning call to them. Zhang Jin, Yun Yan, and Han Che exchanged smiles and then continued on their way.
On the stone bridge, mist swirls around, as if a white ribbon is gently floating in the air.
Zhang Jin, Han Che, and Yun Yan three people's footsteps at this moment seem particularly heavy, each step treading on the heavy history and mysterious atmosphere.
The shadow of the palace is faintly visible in the mist, like an ancient ghostly castle, quietly telling unknown secrets. The man on the stone bridge has his back to the three people, his long robe fluttering, intertwining with the mist on the bridge to create a picture of a different world.
Zhang Jin held a short blade in her hand, its c Li ght shining brightly. Her eyes were as sharp as those of a night cat, vigilantly watching the man.
Standing beside Zhang Jin, his eyes held an innate wildness and determination, but at this moment, they were filled more with concern and protection for Zhang Jin.
His sword, like his will, is unbreakable, even in the depths of the underworld, it shows no signs of fading.
Yun Yan adjusted her breathing gently. Her throwing knives hidden in her sleeves, like her thoughts, are unfathomable, but once unleashed, they are earth-shattering.
Three people stood still, Zhang Jin was the first to break the silence. Her voice echoed on the stone bridge, clear and resolute: "We have no intention to disturb, only to pass through."
The man turned slowly, his face as exquisite as a sculpture, but his eyes were sharp enough to pierce the soul. His voice was deep and powerful: "Pass through? Without permission, only through battle can you continue forward."
Han Che Gripping the sword handle tightly, a hint of battle intent flashed in the eyes: "In that case, I can only see the real chapter."
Yun Yan A disdainful smile curled at the corner of her mouth, her voice as cold as ice: "It seems that the passage through the underworld is quite special."
The mist lingered on the stone bridge, like an insurmountable veil of mystery. The figures of Zhang Jin, Han Che, and Yun Yan appeared particularly solemn within it.
Their eyes were tightly locked on the figure in front of them, the mysterious man with his back turned, as if he were the guardian of this bridge in the midst of the fog, quietly guarding its secrets.
The swordsmanship of Han Che was sharp and swift, with each sword swing carrying the howl of the wind, but facing the enigmatic man before him, his attacks always seemed to fall just short.
The man's movements were mysterious, every dodge was just right, making it impossible for the Han Che sword to touch him.
The Yun Yan throwing knives were as sharp as her gaze, the glint of the knives seemed to cut through the mist. However, the man's figure was elusive in the mist, effortlessly evading every attack from the throwing knives.
The battle has escalated to a fierce stage, with the three individuals and the man's moves rapidly intertwining. The mist on the stone bridge is further stirred up by the sword energy and blade winds.
After a fierce attack, the figure is slightly unstable, presenting the opportunity the man has been waiting for. He strikes with a palm, causing the figure to tremble and nearly fall into the river below the bridge.
At this critical moment, a soft light suddenly emitted from the broken crossbow in Zhang Jin's arms. She instinctively took out the crossbow, and to her surprise, the broken part merged on its own, restoring the weapon to its complete form.
Amidst her astonishment, she felt an unprecedented surge of power within her.
Zhang Jin suddenly understood that this was an opportunity, perhaps it was the will of the heavens, or perhaps it was the indescribable fate between her and this broken crossbow.
As the battle was about to begin, Zhang Jin remained as calm as water in her heart. She knew that this battle was not only against the enemies in front of her, but also against the fear and uncertainty within herself.
She no longer hesitated, focusing all her attention on the crossbow in her hand. Gently raising the broken crossbow, she closed her eyes, feeling the strange power flowing within her.
At the crack of the broken crossbow, a slowly condensing arrow appeared, emitting a faint blue light, as if containing endless energy.
"What...what's going on?" Han Che he exclaimed in disbelief as he watched the scene.
Yun Yan She was also stunned, never having seen such a strange sight before. The arrow seemed to contain infinite power.
Zhang Jin had a calm expression on her face, and her voice carried a firmness that brooked no doubt: "This is fate, and our only chance."
Zhang Jin took a deep breath and infused all her spiritual power into the arrow.
She knew that this arrow was not only aimed at the enemy in front of her, but also at the confusion and fear in her own heart.
She gently pulled back the crossbow string, aiming directly at the man.
The man looked at the scene, seemingly sensing the extraordinary power. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
His voice carried a hint of admiration: "Not bad, it seems that you are indeed somewhat extraordinary."
The battle broke out immediately, with Zhang Jin launching the first attack. His spiritual arrow shot through the night sky like a meteor, heading straight for the man. However, the man simply smiled lightly, dodging the arrow with ease.
Han Che, as well as Yun Yan, also refused to show weakness. They cooperated seamlessly, launching a joint attack on the man from the front and the back.
Han Che The swordsmanship is fierce and precise, each sword stabbing at the man's vital points; Yun Yan the flying knives are agile and mysterious, the flashing of the knives seems to split the air in two.
The man, however, is elusive like a ghost, his figure appearing and disappearing in the mist, each strike carrying overwhelming force.
His swordsmanship is like a raging storm, with each strike causing a suffocating pressure on three people.
The intensity of the battle exceeded the expectations of the three, each confrontation felt like a struggle against destiny, and every dodge seemed like a flirtation with death.
The misty stone bridge became their battlefield, with each stone slab bearing witness to their sweat and determination.
Han Che The sword thrusts straight, the tip of the sword carrying the sound of breaking through the air, aiming directly at the man's throat. The man's figure slightly shifts, like a reed swaying in the wind, easily dodging.
Yun Yan The flying knife, like a meteor, silently flies out from the sleeve, slashing towards the man's side. The man's arm flips, creating a gust of wind, deflecting the flying knife.
Zhang Jin let out a low growl, the crossbow gleamed again, and an arrow shot out at a speed so fast that it was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye.
The man, however, took a step and his figure became like a phantom, evading once again.
Han Che Turning around with a sword sweeping diagonally, the sword light is like a rainbow, and the sword energy fills the sky.
The man, however, lightly leaps, drawing a graceful arc in the air, avoiding this deadly blow.
Yun Yan With both swords out, each blade targets the man's blind spots, the sword wind is fierce, and the sword light is intricate. The man's figure flickers, as if he has the ability to create doppelgangers, and he simultaneously dodges the dual swords.
Zhang JinThe light of the broken crossbow in Zhang Jin's hand flashes, arrow after arrow continuously shot, the arrows intertwine in the air to form a net.
The man swiftly spun around and with a swing of his sword, he cut through the arrow net.
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