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Chapter 1079 The Fear of the Unknown

Zhao Aimin and Lin Jing went deep into the cemetery again, where an even stronger darkness filled the air. The structure of the cemetery becomes complex, like a maze, full of endless depths. They felt the evil atmosphere in the air, but Zhao Aimin's heart was filled with desire for the truth.

"How did all this happen?" Zhao Aimin asked himself in a low voice. He tried to clear his mind, but the power of darkness made him feel powerless.

Lin Jing looked at him and patted his shoulder gently. "Mr. Zhao, maybe we need to find the root cause of this disaster. Only by finding the source can we completely destroy it."

Zhao Aimin nodded, took a deep breath, and a firm determination rose in his heart. "You're right, Miss Lin. We can't just deal with the immediate crisis, we have to go back to the source and find the real cause of all this."

The two continued deep into the maze-like cemetery and embarked on a journey full of unknowns. In this dark fog, they encounter various hallucinations and threats. There seem to be countless intersecting passages in the cemetery, and every step may be a desperate situation, or it may be the edge of the truth.

"The atmosphere here is getting more and more depressing," Lin Jing whispered, "We must be careful not to let darkness erode our hearts."

Zhao Aimin nodded, feeling that his thinking was gradually becoming clearer. In this dark environment, they finally discovered an extremely conspicuous tombstone, which was engraved with ancient runes.

"This tombstone seems to have a special meaning." Zhao Aimin stared at the ancient runes, trying to understand their meaning.

At this moment, a strange sound sounded around them, as if telling an ancient legend. Zhao Aimin felt a mysterious force resonate with his soul, and he began to try to decipher the hidden information in these runes.

Lin Jing stayed close to him, feeling the importance of this moment. They seem to be standing at the intersection of history, and this tombstone is the key to the truth.

"An ancient ritual is recorded here, a forgotten nightmare." Zhao Aimin's eyes flashed with surprise, "It seems that all this is not accidental, but stems from a sealed demon."

As Zhao Aimin and Lin Jing went deeper into the maze of the cemetery, the surrounding atmosphere became increasingly weird. The walls of the cemetery are covered with ancient moss, which seems to be a witness of time, recording ancient stories. Against the backdrop of this moss compound, a mysterious atmosphere becomes even more intense.

"The moss and compounds here seem to carry ancient power," Lin Jing looked around, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes. "They may be part of this disaster, or they may be clues for us to find the truth."

Zhao Aimin nodded, feeling deeply that these mosses and compounds contained unknown secrets. "Perhaps, this is the clue we are looking for. They seem to be part of ancient rituals and may be inextricably linked to the power of sealing demons."

The two continued to dig deeper and gradually discovered a huge tomb chamber. In the center of the tomb, there is an ancient altar with a faint blue flame burning on it. The air around you is filled with the smell of ancient rituals.

"This altar may be the key to ancient rituals." Zhao Aimin said nervously. He felt that the power contained here was stronger than any place he had encountered before.

Lin Jing stared at the altar, and her intuition told her that this might be their last stop to find the truth. "We have to be careful because we don't know what unknown dangers are hidden here."

At this moment, the blue flames in the altar suddenly became hot, emitting a biting chill. A vague figure emerged from the flames, like an ancient ritual master.

"You have broken into this forbidden area, mortals who don't know whether to live or die." The ancient figure said indifferently, with strong hatred in his voice.

Zhao Aimin responded calmly to the ancient figure: "We are not here to cause trouble. We just want to understand why this ancient disaster affects the entire town."

The ancient figure on the altar sneered: "Understood? Mortals like you simply cannot understand the profound meaning of this disaster. This is an ancient ritual, and you are the successors and guardians."

Lin Jing frowned: "Heir? Guardian? How did we become such a role? Is it related to our family?"

The ancient figure nodded slowly: "Your ancestors were the hosts of this ceremony. They paid a heavy price to seal the devil. However, as time goes by, your family gradually forgets this history, and that feeling The devil's power takes the opportunity to regenerate."

Zhao Aimin was shocked, and he began to understand why his family had been affected by this disaster. "Why did our ancestors choose to seal rather than destroy?"

The ancient figure smiled slightly: "The power of the devil is too powerful to be completely destroyed. The ancestors chose a balanced way to seal it through rituals, but this also requires guardians passed down from generation to generation to maintain balance."

Lin Jing's eyes flashed with doubts: "Then why does our family gradually forget this period of history?"

The ancient figure pondered for a moment: "This is because when sealing, the ancestors used a special spell to deeply seal this history in the memory of the family. Only when needed can the successors awaken this memory."

Zhao Aimin thought about it, and a sense of responsibility surged in his heart. "Since we are guardians, we should shoulder this responsibility and prevent that evil force from spreading again."

The ancient figure nodded: "That's right. You need to reawaken the power of the family and complete the unfinished mission. However, this is not easy, and you will face greater tests."

The ancient figure continued to explain: "In order to awaken the power of the family, you need to go to the core of the ritual and reunite the lost spells. But be careful, the evil force is strongest in the core area, and any rash action may lead to irreversible consequences. as a result of."

Zhao Aimin and Lin Jing nodded silently, their hearts filled with awe. They understand that the task before them is extraordinary, but it is also a kind of salvation for the family.

"In order to complete this task, you need to activate the family's artifact." The ancient figure pointed to an ancient box on the altar, which exuded a mysterious light.

Zhao Aimin reached out to take the artifact and felt an ancestral power flowing through it. He felt a strong sense of responsibility, but also a fear of the unknown.