Dapeng's Time Travel Life

Chapter 168 Breaking Through the Desperate Situation: Mysterious Help

The intense spiritual energy collided, creating a blinding light that illuminated the dim valley as if it were daytime. Zhang Peng struggled to hold on using the power of the Dragon Ball. His golden spiritual energy shield was already teetering on the brink of collapse under the relentless attacks of Pan Liwei and Cui Mingjia, cracks spreading rapidly like a spider web. He gritted his teeth, his face filled with determination, sweat streaming down his cheeks and dripping onto the scorched earth beneath his feet, evaporating instantly.

Li Ming's swordplay became increasingly chaotic, each swing forced and labored, leaving several wounds on his body, their blood staining his clothes. Lin Wan'er's wood-based magic was being relentlessly suppressed by Cui Mingjia's dark power; her hands trembled slightly, her face was ashen, and her spiritual energy was on the verge of depletion.

"Haha, is that all you've got? Hand over the map obediently, and maybe we'll spare your lives!" Pan Liwei laughed wildly, his laughter echoing through the valley, full of smugness and mockery. The black longsword in his hand gleamed with an eerie light, like a venomous snake ready to devour its prey.

Cui Mingjia, his face cold, moved his hands rapidly through the air, continuously merging black runes into the ever-growing black flame. Within the flame, a hideous demonic face bared its fangs and claws, its shrill howls chilling to the bone. "Today is your death day!" His voice was icy and piercing, like the cold wind of winter.

Zhang Peng knew that if things continued like this, they would be wiped out. He mustered his last breath, preparing to fight to the death with his last bit of spiritual energy. Just then, Li Ming spotted an opening in Pan Liwei's swordsmanship and thrust out his sword with all his might. This sword strike carried his determination and unwillingness, the wind whistling as it aimed straight for Pan Liwei's chest.

Pan Liwei's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly drew his sword to defend. With a loud clang, the powerful impact made his arm go numb, and his sword almost slipped from his grasp. However, this brief opening allowed Cui Mingjia to seize the opportunity. He forcefully pushed the black flames he had been gathering towards Zhang Peng, while simultaneously releasing a stream of dark power, like a sharp blade, to pierce towards Li Ming.

"Li Ming, watch out!" Zhang Peng shouted, but he was unable to go to the rescue because he was in danger himself.

Unable to dodge in time, Li Ming was struck by the dark power, flying several meters backward before crashing heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Lin Wan'er was frantic, wanting to save Li Ming, but was tightly bound by Cui Mingjia's magic.

"Hmph, overestimating yourself!" Cui Mingjia sneered, intensifying her attack on Zhang Peng once again. The black flames instantly engulfed Zhang Peng's spiritual energy shield, the intense heat scorching his skin and causing his hair to curl.

Zhang Peng closed his eyes in despair. Were they really going to die here? Just at this critical moment, a dazzling white light descended from the sky, like a blazing sun, instantly dispelling the darkness. Within the light, a figure slowly emerged.

This man was dressed in snow-white robes, his hair was as white as silver, his face was kind and gentle, and his eyes revealed profound wisdom. He exuded a powerful yet peaceful aura, which was completely out of place in this battlefield filled with bloodshed and slaughter.

"Who...who is this?" Pan Liwei stared in horror at the mysterious figure who had suddenly appeared, his voice trembling. The black longsword in his hand involuntarily drooped, and his previous arrogant aura vanished without a trace.

The mysterious figure ignored Pan Liwei and walked straight to Zhang Peng. He gently raised his hand, and a soft white light enveloped Zhang Peng and the others. Miraculously, their wounds healed rapidly, and their depleted spiritual energy was instantly replenished.

"Little guy, you've persevered well." The mysterious man smiled at Zhang Peng, his eyes full of admiration.

Cui Mingjia's face was so dark it was almost dripping with water. He sensed the unfathomable power emanating from the mysterious man, and a strong sense of unease welled up within him. But he was unwilling to accept defeat so easily, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Who are you? How dare you interfere in our affairs!"

The mysterious man glanced at him indifferently, his voice calm yet full of authority: "I am just a passing rogue cultivator who couldn't stand your bullying and oppression." With that, he slowly raised his hands, and an invisible force gathered in his palms.

Pan Liwei and Cui Mingjia stared wide-eyed in terror. They tried to escape, but found their bodies bound by a powerful force, unable to move. "No, this is impossible!" Pan Liwei roared in despair.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the mysterious figure unleashed an invisible force that surged towards Pan Liwei and Cui Mingjia like a tidal wave. The two felt an overwhelming pressure bearing down on them, completely unable to resist.

"Pfft!" Both of them spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time, their bodies flying backward like kites with broken strings, crashing heavily against the stone wall of the valley, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Let's go!" Pan Liwei glanced unwillingly at the mysterious man and Zhang Peng and the others, struggled to get up from the ground, grabbed Cui Mingjia, and fled the battlefield in a sorry state.

Seeing this, Zhang Peng and the others breathed a sigh of relief. He walked up to the mysterious man and respectfully bowed deeply: "Thank you for saving our lives, senior. May I ask your honorable name?"

The mysterious man smiled and waved his hand, saying, "No need for formalities. My name is Xuan Fengzi, and I just happened to be passing by. You youngsters are quite impressive, showing no fear in the face of powerful enemies. This ruin is fraught with danger, so you must be careful." With that, Xuan Fengzi handed Zhang Peng a jade token, saying, "If you encounter danger, crush this token, and I will sense it."

Zhang Peng gratefully accepted the jade token and thanked Xuan Fengzi again. Xuan Fengzi nodded slightly, then transformed into a beam of white light and disappeared. Zhang Peng and the others watched the direction Xuan Fengzi had vanished, their hearts filled with gratitude and admiration. Through this battle, they understood even more clearly that the path of cultivation was full of challenges and dangers, but as long as they were united, no difficulty was insurmountable. After a short rest, they continued towards the ruins, their hearts filled with anticipation and vigilance.