Chapter 527: Don't Act Rashly

"Allen, don't act rashly." Li An spoke, his voice low yet steady. "Let's think of a way first; attacking the stone wall blindly won't work." As he spoke, he rapidly recalled in his mind his earlier research into the sacred power. Those obscure and difficult ancient records, mysterious symbols, and elusive fluctuations of power now kept surfacing in his mind.

"But we have no time left, these demons are about to attack!" Allen's voice carried a trace of anxiety. He gripped the demon-slaying weapon in his hand, ready at any moment to face the demons' assault. A resolute glint showed in his eyes, yet there was also worry over the unknown danger.

Li An did not respond. He closed his eyes and concentrated his spirit. In his mind surfaced the mysterious patterns of the sacred power—a power imbued with a holy aura that had always lain hidden within his body, never fully awakened. He tried to find a way to rouse this power, so as to break through the predicament before him.

The demons' roars drew closer and closer, and their figures grew clearer and clearer. These demons came in all manner of forms—some bore enormous tusks, some had twisted wings sprouting from their backs—and their bodies exuded a sickening aura, as if they were monsters that had crawled up from the abyss of hell.

"Li An, do you actually have a way or not?" Allen asked again. His body trembled slightly—not from fear, but from the excitement and tension of the coming battle.

Li An did not answer. Fine beads of sweat seeped from his forehead, and his expression was very grave. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration crossed his mind—he recalled a key condition for the awakening of the sacred power recorded in the ancient texts: conviction in a desperate situation.

"Allen, trust me." Li An suddenly opened his eyes, a steadfast light glinting within them. "We will definitely get out."

Just then, a massive demon charged over first, opening its great bloody maw and lunging to bite Li An. Li An swiftly dodged sideways; the demon's tusks grazed past the hem of his clothes.

"Hmph, you want to bite me? Not that easy!" Li An snorted coldly. A fierce desire to survive and a resolve to protect his companion welled up within his heart.

At that critical, hair-trigger moment, a strange power suddenly surged up within Li An's body. Like a slumbering dragon awakening, this power rampaged through him. His body began to tremble slightly, and the surrounding air warped from the surging of this power.