Soul travels through the world of immortality

Li Mingyang carefully picked up the scale that was emitting a mysterious light. It shone with a strange and charming luster under the bright sunlight, as if it contained a powerful force from ancient times. An irresistible impulse surged in his heart, and his intuition told him that this scale was definitely not an ordinary thing.

"We must find a safe and quiet place to study this scale." Li Mingyang looked at Yuehua Fairy and Iron Arm Bear with a firm gaze and said, "Perhaps, by exploring the mystery of this scale in depth, we can find out the real root cause behind this monster riot."

The three of them began a long and arduous journey, crossing dense forests and climbing mountains, just to find a place suitable for studying scales. Along the way, they encountered various dangers, but they successfully overcame them with their tacit cooperation and perseverance.

Finally, one evening, they came to a quiet valley. Surrounded by towering cliffs and clear streams, it was an ideal place for research. So they decided to set up camp here and start a comprehensive analysis of the scales...

Deep in a deserted mountain range, a group of people trudged through the mountains. They carried their bags and looked tired, but their eyes revealed determination and expectation. After a long search, they finally found a hidden cave and decided to rest there for a while as a temporary camp.

After entering the cave, everyone lit a bonfire, and the flickering flames illuminated the dark corners. Li Mingyang carefully took out a mysterious scale and placed it on a flat stone slab. Fairy Yuehua stood quietly by the side, she raised her hands lightly and exerted her unique spiritual power. A layer of faint light gushed out from her hands, like a clear spring, slowly wrapping the scales.

As time went by, the light gradually became brighter. Complex and strange patterns began to emerge on the surface of the scales. These patterns were like ancient totems, exuding a mysterious atmosphere. Suddenly, the patterns seemed to be given life and began to flow slowly. They intertwined and merged with each other, and finally gathered into vivid pictures, clearly reflected on the cave wall.

Li Mingyang's eyes widened, and he looked at the scene in front of him in shock. These pictures showed a distant and ancient story: in that era, there was an extremely powerful demon king. He was ambitious and eager to pursue supreme power. In order to achieve this goal, he signed a dangerous contract with a forbidden object. However, this contract brought unforeseen consequences. The demon king gradually lost control of his own power, and his heart was eroded by evil, causing the entire demon clan to fall into chaos.

This history shocked Li Mingyang, and he realized that there was a huge secret behind this scale. Perhaps, by studying these pictures, they could solve the mystery of the decline of the demon race and even find a way to restore peace. Thinking of this, Li Mingyang felt a strong sense of mission. He secretly vowed to uncover this secret and find hope for the future for the demon race.

It turns out that the source of all this was a mistake that spanned a thousand years! Fairy Yuehua sighed deeply, her eyes filled with endless regret and emotion.

"We must find the remains of the demon king. Only by breaking this contract can we completely quell this terrible disaster." Li Mingyang clenched his fists tightly, his eyes became unusually firm and resolute.

Iron-armed Bear at the side patted his chest vigorously and said loudly: "Don't worry, Brother Li! No matter how difficult and hard the road ahead is, we will always be with you until the last step!"

The next morning, just after the sun rose, they resolutely embarked on this journey full of unknowns according to the map shown on the mysterious scale. Along the way, they encountered countless difficulties and tests. However, every time they faced difficulties, the team members always successfully turned danger into safety with their own wisdom and courage.

Finally, they came to a forgotten valley, which was shrouded in mist and had an ancient altar in the center. On the altar, a demon in a black robe loomed, his eyes filled with sorrow and regret.

"You are here..." the shadow spoke slowly, his voice carrying the vicissitudes of a thousand years, "I am the foolish king. My greed has caused my people to suffer endless hardships."

Li Mingyang stepped forward and handed him the scale: "We know everything. Now, let's work together to correct this mistake."

With everyone working together, they strictly followed the requirements of the ancient ritual and carefully placed the scales back to the center of the altar. At this moment, a dazzling light suddenly burst out, and the mysterious black-robed figure gradually disappeared in the light. At the same time, the evil spirit in the valley quickly retreated like a tide, replaced by a peaceful and tranquil scene.

When they stepped out of the valley, the scene before them had completely changed. The originally dark and gloomy sky had once again become a clear and blue sky, stretching as far as the eye could see; the earth had also regained its former vitality, with green grass and blooming flowers; those once ferocious and violent monsters had also slowly returned to the embrace of nature, no longer posing a threat to the human world.

Li Mingyang gazed deeply at the valley behind him, feeling deeply moved: "Real strength is not achieved through conquest, but comes from understanding and forgiveness. Each of us has the ability to create our own legendary story."

This fantastic journey not only successfully quelled a huge disaster, but more importantly, it made everyone understand that they should look at the world with a broader perspective and learn to use the light in their hearts to illuminate the way forward in the future.

Just when Li Mingyang and his companions thought that everything was settled and were about to leave this valley that was once full of danger, a sudden earthquake broke the hard-earned tranquility. The ground shook violently, rocks collapsed, and a crack suddenly opened up in front of them, as if Mother Earth was telling them an unfinished secret.

"This earthquake does not seem to be accidental." Fairy Yuehua frowned. She sensed a deep and ancient wave coming from the crack.

Iron Arm Bear approached the crack cautiously, its sturdy body casting a long shadow in the dim light. "Looks like we have to go down and find out what's going on."

Li Mingyang nodded in agreement. They knew that since the hand of fate had led them to the unknown again, there must be a deep meaning behind it. So they lit torches and followed the steep cracks, going deeper into the ground step by step.

As they went deeper and deeper, the air around them began to become damp and heavy, and an ancient and mysterious atmosphere filled the air. The firelight flickered in the winding tunnel, illuminating the stone walls on both sides that were engraved with strange symbols. These symbols seemed to record the history of a lost civilization.

"Looking at these patterns, there may be an ancient civilization hidden here that we have never known about." Li Mingyang said softly, his eyes flashing with a desire for knowledge.

As they were exploring carefully, the front suddenly opened up, and a huge underground palace suddenly appeared before their eyes. The interior of the palace was magnificently decorated, and in the center was a huge disc made of unknown metal, inlaid with colorful gems, emitting a soft and mysterious light.