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After the successful appeasement of the volcanic eruption, Fen Yan, the powerful fire dragon, appeared once again in front of Zhang Jin, Underworld deity, and Han Che. His massive body almost occupied the entire platform, but his eyes were filled with tenderness and gratitude.
Fen Yan's deep and powerful voice resounded: "You have shown extraordinary courage and wisdom, successfully averting this disaster. I, Fen Yan, on behalf of all the souls in this land, express our deepest gratitude to you."
His enormous head bowed gently in a solemn bow to the three, a gesture of utmost respect and gratitude in dragon culture.
As a reward for their efforts, Fen Yan decided to bestow upon them a portion of the artifact imbued with the power of flames. He exhaled a small burst of fire, which transformed slowly in the air, ultimately solidifying into a red gem radiating a warm light.
"This is Flameheart, it contains a part of my power. I hope it will protect you in your future journey," said Fen Yan.
Zhang Jin carefully accepted this gift, feeling the immense power contained within the gem, as well as Fen Yan's trust and hope in them.
Having Flameheart, Zhang Jin, Underworld deity, and Han Che felt a new power surging within them. They knew that this power was not just a form of protection, but also a responsibility, reminding them to continue protecting this world and to resist the forces that seek to disrupt the balance.
Blessed by Fen Yan, they set out on their journey once again. The mountains and the souls that reside within them were safe because of their efforts, and the three of them became even stronger as a result of this experience.
As the volcano calmed down, the entire mountain range regained its former tranquility and beauty. Souls once again lived freely on this land, and the names of Zhang Jin, Underworld deity, and Han Che will also be forever remembered by this land, as symbols of guardians and heroes.
Subsequently, Zhang Jin, Underworld deity, and Han Che received a mysterious summons, guiding them to an ancient temple deep in the underworld. The temple was hidden in a shroud of mist, and only true warriors and wise individuals could find the entrance.
Within that mysterious mist, it seemed as though an endless world existed, blurring all images and leaving only vague outlines. Zhang Jin, Underworld deity, and Han Che gathered together, facing this vast expanse of mist, filled with both doubt and anticipation in their hearts.
The mysterious summons guided them to an ancient temple deep in the underworld. This temple was hidden in the mist, like a forgotten realm lost in time, only to be found by true warriors and wise men.
Following the mysterious guidance, they journeyed through the dense fog, as if entering another world. The surroundings gradually became clearer, and an ancient temple stood before them, shrouded in thick mist, appearing even more mysterious and ancient.
The appearance of the temple is filled with an ancient atmosphere, with walls carved with various mysterious symbols and patterns, as if telling ancient legends and stories. Towering stone pillars support the roof of the temple, seemingly declaring the ancient presence to the sky.
Zhang Jin, Underworld deity, and Han Che stand quietly in front of the temple, their hearts filled with awe and anticipation. The existence of this temple undoubtedly holds immense secrets and power, and their chosen arrival must be for a certain mission and purpose.
"This place looks truly ancient and mysterious," Zhang Jin said softly, her eyes filled with curiosity and excitement.
"Underworld deity" gazed deeply at the temple, feeling the mysterious power contained within it, filling him with anticipation and excitement.
Han Che was full of amazement, as he had never seen such an ancient and mysterious building before, which filled his heart with a desire for exploration.
As a gentle breeze swept through, the mist in front of the temple gradually dispersed, revealing an ancient grand door. The door was carved with various mysterious patterns and symbols, as if beckoning to them, inviting them to step into this mysterious world.
Zhang Jin, Underworld deity, and Han Che were filled with determination and courage as they all stepped through the gates of the temple.
The heavy door of the temple emitted a deep clanking sound, as if announcing to them a brand new adventure. As they stepped through the temple's entrance, they immediately felt a mysterious energy enveloping the entire space, as if time had frozen here, and everything became tranquil and ancient.
Deep within the temple, they encountered a goddess dressed in a white robe, her eyes shimmering with wisdom and mystery. This was the goddess of wisdom, a mysterious being wielding the power of endless knowledge.
"Welcome to my temple, warriors," the voice of the wise deity was clear and pleasant, as if it were music that permeated the entire space.
"We have come to unravel the mysteries you have left behind," Zhang Jin said firmly.
The wise deity smiled faintly, knowing that these three had come to challenge her wisdom. So, she began to pose an ancient riddle:
"On the eastern grasslands, there is a bird with red feathers, blue eyes, and golden patterns on its body. Every morning, it wakes up and flies into the sky, searching for sunlight. When it finds the sunlight, it sings a beautiful and moving song. What kind of bird is this?"
Zhang Jin, Underworld deity, and Han Che fell into contemplation, trying their best to recall this ancient puzzle. They exchanged thoughts with each other, attempting to find the answer to this riddle.
Underworld deity furrowed his brow, silently calculating various possibilities in his mind. Zhang Jin carefully studied the ancient patterns on the temple walls, hoping to find some clues. Meanwhile, Han Che patrolled the area, hoping to find some clues related to the puzzle.
Time passes unnoticed, but the three still haven't found the answer. Beads of sweat have formed on their foreheads, but they are not discouraged because they know this is a test and they must persevere.
The goddess of wisdom quietly observes their every move, knowing they are working hard to find the answer. Finally, when she sees the gleam in their eyes, she knows they have found the answer.
"Fenghuang!" the three of them shouted in unison.
The god of wisdom smiled and nodded, indicating that they had answered correctly.
"That's right," her voice was full of praise and admiration, "Your wisdom and insight impress me. Now, please continue to solve the riddles."
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