“季川!”梁栋 rushed to his side, fighting off the figures that are trying to attack季川.
季川 struggled to get up, he felt like his energy was being drained. He looked at the glowing green eyes of the shadowy figures, and in those eyes, he saw indifference and malice.
He gritted his teeth, forced himself to sit up. He knew he couldn't rely on chanting alone, he needed something more powerful.
His eyes fell on the stone slab with the engravings. He remembered the strange feeling he had when he touched the stone gate in the desert, the feeling of connection to ancient power.
He reached out his hand, and touched the stone slab. As soon as his fingers touched the engravings, the symbols on the slab lit up with a golden light.
A wave of powerful energy surged out from the stone slab, pushing back the shadowy figures and their green light.
季川 felt a connection with the energy, like it was a part of him, waiting to be unleashed. He focused his mind, and directed the energy towards the shadowy figures.
The golden light expanded, engulfing the hidden room. The shadowy figures screamed and dissipated into black smoke.