GBP Chapter 135 The Labyrinth and the Lost Path
Chapter 135 The Labyrinth and the Lost Path
Zhuang Yu and Wang Yao stood at the entrance of the maze, looking at the many newly appeared passages. Zhuang Yu fell into deep thought.
The surrounding labyrinth walls shimmered with strange light, as if mocking their confusion.
These lights, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, are like the deepest stars in the night sky, giving one the illusion of being swallowed by endless darkness.
A faint spiritual energy permeated the air, as if each passage concealed an unknown secret.
Zhuang Yu frowned, a hint of wariness in his eyes.
He slowly took a step forward, stood at the front, and looked around, trying to find a clue.
The walls of the maze were smooth and hard, with faint spiritual light flowing across their surfaces from time to time, making them appear mysterious and unpredictable.
Zhuang Yu gently touched the wall with his palm, the cold and hard texture spreading throughout his entire hand, as if he could feel the ancient power contained within the wall.
"Brother Yu, don't worry too much. There's always a right path." Wang Yao's voice was gentle and warm. She gripped the healing talisman in her hand, and her voice was like a warm current, easing Zhuang Yu's anxiety.
Zhuang Yu turned to look at her, smiled slightly, and nodded gratefully.
"Thank you, Wang Yao. With you, I feel like I can handle anything." Zhuang Yu's words were full of sincerity. He took a deep breath and rallied his spirits.
The tacit understanding and trust between the two strengthened Zhuang Yu's resolve to move forward.
However, despite having many like-minded people, Zhuang Yu still found himself in a state of inner conflict.
He didn't know which path was the right one; each path seemed fraught with unknowns and dangers.
He closed his eyes and tried to use his spiritual senses, but the spiritual barrier of the maze greatly limited his senses.
Suddenly, Wang Yao gently placed her hand on his shoulder and said softly, "Brother Yu, sometimes, choices don't just depend on reason and judgment; sometimes, they also require a bit of intuition and courage."
Zhuang Yu was slightly taken aback, then laughed.
He held Wang Yao's hand, feeling her warmth and strength.
A firm belief welled up in his heart.
“You’re right, Wang Yao. Let’s go. Whatever lies ahead, we’ll face it together,” Zhuang Yu said firmly. The two smiled at each other and walked hand in hand into one of the passages.
As soon as they stepped into the passage, the surrounding walls suddenly lit up with a dazzling light, as if welcoming their arrival.
The two exchanged a glance, their hearts filled with uncertainty and anticipation.
At that very moment, a familiar rune suddenly flashed through Zhuang Yu's mind—the ancient rune he had seen in the mysterious space before…
Zhuang Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had caught something.
He recalled the ancient runes he had seen in the mysterious space, those runes like shining stars, now crystal clear in his mind.
He closed his eyes and compared the runes with the scene before him, not missing a single subtle change in any of the symbols.
His brows gradually relaxed, and a confident smile appeared on his lips.
"Wang Yao, I found it!" Zhuang Yu said excitedly. He let go of Wang Yao's hand and quickly searched the wall for traces of the runes.
As I gently ran my fingers across the wall, the runes seemed to come alive, slowly swirling across the surface and emitting a faint glow.
Zhuang Yu's heart raced; he felt he was getting closer and closer to the truth.
“These runes point to a specific passage,” Zhuang Yu said, pointing to a passage that appeared no different from the others. “This is it!”
A blush rose on Wang Yao's face as she held Zhuang Yu's hand tightly, feeling the warmth emanating from his palm.
Their heartbeats seemed to synchronize at that moment, and her heart was filled with dependence and trust.
Zhuang Yu sensed her trembling, which strengthened his resolve to move forward.
"Let's go, Wang Yao," Zhuang Yu said gently. He took Wang Yao's hand and resolutely walked into the passage.
The surrounding space seemed to subtly change with their steps, and the runes on the walls became brighter, as if guiding them.
However, just as the two were about to walk out of the passage, Zhuang Yu suddenly stopped. He turned to look at Wang Yao and whispered, "Wang Yao, we need to be careful. This maze may not be as simple as we think."
Wang Yao nodded, pressed close to Zhuang Yu's back, and the two continued walking forward, one in front of the other, their vigilance increasing accordingly.
Zhuang Yu frowned again, feeling an indescribable unease, as if something was watching them from the shadows.
The two walked side by side in the passageway, the surrounding light flickering like will-o'-the-wisps.
The runes on the walls also became distorted, as if mocking their arrogance.
Zhuang Yu quickened his pace, but he found that they seemed to be going in circles, and no matter which way they went, the scenery around them seemed familiar.
A feeling of irritation welled up inside Zhuang Yu, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He felt as if the walls around him were coming to life, slowly pressing in on them, and the cramped space made him feel suffocated.
The spiritual energy in the air became murky and oppressive, making it hard to breathe.
He could hear his own rapid breathing, as well as Wang Yao's slightly uneasy panting.
"Brother Yu, are we lost?" Wang Yao's voice trembled slightly as she gripped Zhuang Yu's hand tightly, trying to draw strength from it.
Her palms were a little cold, which made Zhuang Yu's heart tighten.
Zhuang Yu took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.
He closed his eyes and tried to use his spiritual senses again, but the spiritual barrier in the maze was still strong, and his spiritual senses were stuck in the mud, unable to move forward.
He opened his eyes and his gaze swept across the surrounding walls. The shimmering runes now looked more like mocking ghost faces.
Suddenly, he noticed a subtle difference on the wall.
It was a mark hidden among many runes, so small that it was impossible to notice without careful observation; it was shaped like a curved arrow.
Zhuang Yu's heart suddenly raced. He bent down and carefully examined the mark, his finger gently tracing its edge.
He sensed a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy, as if it were guiding him in the right direction.
He took Wang Yao's hand, his gaze fixed firmly ahead, "Wang Yao, let's go this way."
The two followed the direction of the mark, passing through one seemingly identical passage after another.
The surrounding environment seemed to have become darker, and the air was more polluted.
With each step they took, they felt as if their bodies were enveloped by an invisible pressure.
However, Zhuang Yu did not give up. He knew he had to persevere, no matter what difficulties and obstacles lay ahead.
Finally, after turning a corner, the passage in front of them opened up.
They emerged from a dead end and returned to a more open space. The scene before them was no longer the recurring passage, which ignited a glimmer of hope in Zhuang Yu's heart.
He let out a long sigh of relief, feeling the air become fresh again.
Wang Yao also felt relieved and nestled close to Zhuang Yu.
Zhuang Yu looked around, his eyes sharpening once more.
He knew that this maze was far from simple; this was only the first step they had taken out of it.
His gaze was fixed ahead, his eyes filled with determination.
“Something’s strange here…” he said softly, his tone tinged with doubt yet also full of vigilance.
Zhuang Yu frowned slightly, his fingertips lightly touching the wall, sensing the subtle fluctuations of spiritual energy.
He closed his eyes, and the array of runes he had seen in the mysterious space appeared in his mind, those runes spinning in his mind like stars.
He tried to compare these runes with those on the maze walls, scrutinizing every detail.
The air was damp, and the glowing lights on the walls flickered, as if whispering.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes. He reached out and gently ran his hand across the wall. Where his fingertips touched, the previously random runes began to flow slowly, eventually converging into an arrow.
His lips curled slightly upward, revealing a confident smile.
"I understand!" Zhuang Yu said with a hint of excitement. "The runes in this maze are actually changing according to a certain pattern. As long as we grasp this pattern, we can move freely through it."
Seeing his confident demeanor, Wang Yao's worries lessened somewhat.
She silently tightened her grip on Zhuang Yu's hand, feeling the warmth of his palm, and her heart was filled with strength.
Zhuang Yu took Wang Yao's hand and began to navigate through the maze.
He observed the runes on the wall while adjusting his direction of travel.
Those passages that originally seemed chaotic were like a chessboard in his eyes, with every corner and every fork in the road becoming traceable.
They passed through wall after wall, bypassing one deceptive trap after another, as if they were the masters of the labyrinth, knowing everything about it.
The runes on the wall seemed to be guiding their actions.
The maze was no longer a terrifying prison, but a stage beneath their feet.
The light on the walls grew brighter and brighter, and the air was filled with a rich spiritual energy, as if foreshadowing that they were about to leave this labyrinth.
A joyful smile also appeared on Wang Yao's face.
However, just as they were about to leave the maze, a powerful aura came from ahead, pressing down like a mountain.
Zhuang Yu's expression instantly turned serious. He stopped in his tracks, his body tensing slightly, as if facing a formidable enemy.
The spiritual energy in the air also became violent, as if roaring, carrying a suffocating pressure.
"Be careful!" Zhuang Yu whispered, his eyes fixed on the front, and he unconsciously tightened his grip on Wang Yao's hand.