Chapter 18: The Glorious Moment of Rune Advancement

Chu Feng slowly turned around, his pupils suddenly contracting sharply.

Before them hung a monstrous, spider-like fiend, silently descending from the cave ceiling. Its eight crimson eyes fixed intently on the group, gleaming with a ravenous hunger.

Its entire body was covered in black armor plating, exuding a nauseating stench of decay. Its razor-sharp claws scraped against the rock, producing a grating screech.

“Watch out, it’s the Black Armored Demon Spider!” Chen Qiang shouted, quickly raising his shield to stand before the others.

With astonishing speed, the Black Armored Demon Spider lunged at them, its sharp spider legs swinging like blades, stirring up gusts of bloody wind.

Chu Feng reacted swiftly; the Shadow Rune surged within him, manifesting as a black barrier that blocked the demon spider’s assault.

“Get inside the cave, now!” Chu Feng growled. He knew fighting this creature outside was a grave mistake.

Without hesitation, everyone charged toward the cave entrance.

Inside, strange lights flickered, and energy fluctuated intensely, as if something was calling to them.

Once inside, they discovered the cave concealed an entirely different realm.

Embedded in the cave walls were luminescent crystals, illuminating the entire cavern as if it were daylight.

A thick, potent energy filled the space, invigorating their spirits.

“The energy here is so pure!” Pan Yue exclaimed in awe. She could feel her healing rune rapidly absorbing the surrounding power.

Yet, the cave was no peaceful sanctuary.

The ground was littered with grotesque rocks and bottomless chasms; one misstep could mean a fatal fall.

An ominous aura permeated the air, suggesting unknown creatures lurking in the shadows.

They tread cautiously, tension thick around them.

Chu Feng sensed his Shadow Rune continuously drawing in the ambient energy, a surge of unprecedented power swelling within him.

He knew this was a rare opportunity for advancement.

“Be alert, there may be other dangers here,” he warned, eyes scanning the environment vigilantly.

Suddenly, a low, guttural roar echoed from deep within the cave, shaking the ground beneath their feet.

“What is that?” Sun Yue gasped, his face pale.

“Prepare to fight!” Chu Feng growled, his Shadow Rune flaring as he readied for battle.

Just as Chu Feng was about to harness the cave’s energy to ascend, hostile forces emerged once more.

They poured out from every corner, swiftly encircling the group.

Clad in uniform black armor, their eyes shone with greed and cruelty, weapons gleaming coldly.

Chu Feng felt a suffocating killing intent, his nerves taut like breaking strings.

“They’re members of the Evil Spirit Cult!” Wu Xia exclaimed sharply, her voice ringing harshly in the cave.

She quickly activated her communication device, attempting to call for backup from the refuge, but it was already too late.

The enemy’s numbers far exceeded their expectations, plunging the squad into utter peril.

“Stay calm, don’t panic!” Chen Qiang commanded gravely, his shield firmly positioned at the forefront, eyes steely.

Though the situation was dire, the team refused to falter, steeling themselves for combat.

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Chu Feng’s pupils constricted slightly as he inhaled deeply. The Shadow Rune surged within him, erupting with unparalleled force.

His form blurred instantly, as if merging with the darkness itself.

Black runes appeared across his body’s surface; the edges of his apprentice rune sharpened until it crystallized into the mark of a primary rune practitioner.

“An advancement!” Liu Yong whispered in awe, his voice brimming with admiration and excitement.

Chu Feng’s presence intensified dramatically. The air around him seemed to freeze, a mighty pressure radiating from his very being.

“Everyone, prepare to attack!” Chu Feng’s low roar echoed through the cavern like a battle drum, inspiring all.

He struck first, the Shadow Rune coalescing into a black whip that sliced through the air with a fierce whistle, lashing directly at the enemy’s core.

Caught off guard, foes fell with blood spraying.

The team followed swiftly, each unleashing their unique skills.

Pan Yue’s healing rune shone brilliantly, mending wounded comrades; Sun Yue’s agility allowed him to pinpoint enemy weaknesses for lethal strikes; Chen Qiang’s shield, like an impenetrable wall, blocked countless blows; Liu Yong’s expert mechanical traps slowed enemy advances; Wu Xia provided critical intelligence, directing effective counterattacks.

The enemies’ assault unraveled under Chu Feng’s leadership, forcing them into retreat.

The team’s newfound strength stunned their foes, who faltered step by step.

Just as they prepared to press the advantage, Chu Feng suddenly halted, his gaze fixed on a glowing crystal nearby.

“Pan Yao, come here,” Chu Feng’s voice resounded through the cave, resolute and commanding.

His eyes, sharp as a leopard’s, slowly approached the crystal. The moment his fingers brushed its surface, a torrent of overwhelming energy flooded into him.

He instantly realized this was no ordinary crystal but a reservoir of power potent enough to elevate the entire team.

“Everyone, gather and focus!” Chu Feng’s voice trembled faintly—excitement laced with newfound control.

Pan Yue was first at his side, enveloped by a warm energy like a mother’s embrace. She marveled as her healing rune visibly solidified and strengthened.

Sun Yue, Liu Yong, Chen Qiang, and Wu Xia soon joined, each feeling the cleansing energy reinvigorate their stagnant runes.

Gratitude glimmered in their eyes, silently streaming warmth into Chu Feng’s heart.

As the team basked in their rising strength, a far more potent energy wave rippled from the cave’s depths. Chu Feng’s heart jolted; he looked up to see mysterious runes flickering brilliantly on the walls.

These were the runes of Master Lin, stabilizing the cave’s volatile power.

Instead of intervening directly, Master Lin had chosen a subtle method, quietly crafting a more favorable environment. This silent support filled Chu Feng with profound respect.

Suddenly, a piercing scream shattered the cave’s stillness.

An Evil Spirit Cultist collapsed, a bloody hole in his chest. On Sun Yue’s dagger lingered a fresh stain of blood.

He licked the blade, a sinister smile curling his lips. No longer a timid thief, he had become a warrior capable of standing alone.

“Stop dawdling! Keep attacking!” Chen Qiang bellowed, his shield scarred with dents—marks left by cultist weapons. Like an unyielding tank, he steadfastly protected the group.

The team’s coordination grew seamless. Pan Yue’s healing light never wavered, a steadfast shield for her comrades.

Liu Yong deftly deployed mechanical devices, confounding the enemy.

Wu Xia analyzed enemy movements with cold precision, supplying vital intelligence.

Amid the enemy’s steady retreat, a figure cloaked in black robes emerged from the ranks. He wielded a peculiar staff topped with a gem emitting a dark, eerie glow.

His eyes glinted malevolently as he stared at Chu Feng, a twisted smile playing on his lips.

“You’re strong, but not strong enough. I will devour your flesh and blood,” he hissed.

Chu Feng met his gaze coolly. Shadow Runes swirled around him, enveloping him in black radiance. He narrowed his eyes and replied in a low voice, “Is that so?”

In a flash, Chu Feng vanished like a phantom.

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When he reappeared, he was right before the black-robed cultist.

The Shadow Rune transformed into countless sharp blades, sweeping toward the cultist.

The cultist swung his staff, conjuring a dark barrier that repelled Chu Feng’s assault.

The collision of these two formidable forces erupted into a deafening roar.

Rocks shattered, the ground trembled violently.

Chu Feng and the cultist exchanged blows fiercely—the battle at its peak.

The team remained active, working in harmony to eliminate the remaining cultists one by one.

Pan Yue’s healing rune flickered, mending wounds promptly to keep the team at peak combat effectiveness.

Fear crept across the cultist’s face; he hadn’t expected Chu Feng’s strength to be so overwhelming.

Under Chu Feng’s relentless storm of attacks, his defenses crumbled.

“Impossible! How can you be this strong!” the cultist roared.

Chu Feng ignored his cries. The Shadow Rune condensed into a massive black claw, slashing viciously at the cultist.

“Ah!” The cultist screamed as his body was torn apart, dissolving into a wisp of black mist that vanished into the air.

With the cultist’s fall, the remaining enemies lost heart and scattered.

“We won!” Sun Yue shouted excitedly, his face radiant with triumph.

The team cheered, celebrating their hard-fought victory.

They embraced, encouraging one another; a sense of honor filled each heart.

“Thanks to Chu Feng, we secured this victory,” Chen Qiang said, patting Chu Feng’s shoulder with genuine admiration.

Chu Feng smiled faintly, knowing this triumph belonged not to him alone but to the entire team.

As they reveled in their success, a powerful energy wave suddenly surged from afar.

It rippled like a tidal wave, sweeping through the entire cave.

“What is that?” Wu Xia pointed toward the distance, her voice laced with bewilderment.

Chu Feng looked up to see a dazzling light blazing in the far sky.

The brilliance intensified, as if threatening to engulf the whole world.

“Let’s go check it out,” Chu Feng said gravely.

The team nodded in unison, moving toward the glowing light, their figures gradually swallowed by the darkness.

“Hopefully this time… it’s not an even worse disaster,” Pan Yue murmured with a trace of worry.

Chu Feng squeezed her hand tightly.