Time Travel: The Tsundere Junior Sister Goes Crazy

Bu Ze, the mid-level cultivator, stood in the center with eyes as sharp as torches, facing the black figures that were surging like a tide.

These figures were mysterious and unpredictable, as if they were shadows crawling out of the abyss, rushing towards him madly with irresistible murderous intent.

"Shh!"

The first wave of attack has arrived. The black figure is like a ghost, with an astonishingly fast speed. The sharp claws cut through the air, and with a piercing whistling sound, they go straight to Bu Ze's vital points.

Bu Ze flashed and used his superb body movement "Yunyinbu" to dodge sideways at the critical moment. At the same time, he turned his wrist, and a long sword flashing with cold light instantly appeared in his hand. He swung the sword with his backhand, and the sword light was like a dragon, accurately repelling the nearest enemy.

However, this is just the beginning.

More black figures followed one after another, they seemed to have no fear, no fatigue, only endless desire to kill.

Bu Ze took a deep breath, the spiritual power in his body surged, he quickly entered combat state, the long sword in his hand seemed to have life, sometimes turning into sword shadows all over the sky, covering the sky and the sun; sometimes condensing into a sharp edge, piercing the enemy's heart.

Every confrontation was accompanied by fierce sparks and air waves. The ground shook and dust flew due to the fierce fight between the two.

Every move and style of Bu Ze contains his understanding of life and death and his ultimate pursuit of strength, while those black figures continue to create trouble for Bu Ze with their numerical advantage and strange fighting methods.

The battle entered a white-hot stage. Bu Ze had several scars on his body and blood had stained his battle robe red.

But his eyes were more determined, without any retreat or fear. He knew that he had to go all out at this moment to survive this life-and-death battle.

"Damn it!"

Finally, after a fierce collision, Bu Ze found the key to breaking the deadlock.

With a clever dodge, he instantly closed the distance between himself and the leading black figure, then swung his sword and used his unique skill "Dragon Slaying Technique".

There was a flash of sword light, as if a real dragon roared out, instantly tearing through the air and heading straight for the leading black figure.

With a shrill scream, the leading black figure was killed by a sword. The remaining black shadows seemed to have lost their backbone and their offensive suddenly fell into chaos.

Bu Ze took advantage of the victory and pursued them, his sword flashing like a weave, and finally repelled these black figures of unknown origin one by one.

After the battle, Bu Ze was the only one left in the wasteland. He panted, looking at the mess on the ground and the gradually disappearing black shadows.

“I’ve escaped with luck. Where on earth did these things come from? They sound so similar to the voices of the puppets in the back mountain!!

Bu Ze stood silently, with a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy surrounding him, as if he had achieved some kind of subtle harmony with the silence of the wasteland.

His gaze penetrated the mist of the night and finally fell on a strange flower in his hand - it was the sunflower, a magical thing that could emit warm light even in the darkness.

Bu Ze closed his eyes lightly, took a deep breath, gathered all the spiritual power in his body into his palms, and slowly injected it into the morning sun flower.

With the influx of spiritual power, the sunflower began to emit a more dazzling light.

"Shen Yue, no matter where you are, I will come to find you."

Bu Ze muttered to himself, his voice was soft but full of firmness and determination.

Following the guidance of his thoughts, the light of the sunflowers began to gather into a thin stream, like a meteor in the sky, cutting through the night sky and rushing towards an unknown direction.

Under the guidance of this light, Bu Ze seemed to feel a subtle connection being established between him and Shen Yue.

Everything around seemed to become blurred, with only that beam of light, like a guiding light.

"found it!"

Bu Ze suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with excitement.

He held the morning glory tightly, and his figure flashed, turning into a stream of light, following the breath, and rushed towards the direction where Shen Yue was.

Shen Yue was in a dark forest, surrounded by a depressing and dull atmosphere.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, bringing an ominous premonition. Then, the ground began to shake, as if something was pouring out from the ground.

In the blink of an eye, a group of black puppets appeared in Shen Yue's sight.

Their bodies were twisted and their movements were stiff, but every action revealed a strong murderous intent.

These puppets have no eyes, but their movements are extremely precise, as if they can sense every subtle movement of Shen Yue.

Shen Yue reacted quickly and naturally knew that the origins of these puppets were not simple.

She immediately drew her sword, flashing it, ready to fight.

However, these black puppets were numerous and powerful. Their attacks came like a tide, making Shen Yue feel unprecedented pressure.

Although Shen Yue's swordsmanship was exquisite, she gradually felt overwhelmed under such intensive attacks.

Although her sword light was able to repel some puppets, more puppets were like leeches attached to her bones, tightly entangling her and making it impossible for her to escape.

As time went by, Shen Yue's physical and spiritual power began to be consumed rapidly.

Her movements began to become slow, and the sword light became much dimmer.

However, those black puppets seemed tireless and their attacks became more and more fierce.

Shen Yue's defense began to show holes, and several deep scars appeared on her body, and blood stained her clothes red.

She clenched her teeth, her heart filled with resentment and anger.

"I absolutely cannot die here!"

She knew she couldn't give up here, she had to hold on until she found an opportunity to fight back.

However, in this vast darkness, she seemed like a lonely trapped beast, surrounded by these black puppets.

"I, Shen Yue, will definitely get out of here alive!"

Shen Yue shouted, concentrating all his strength on himself!

"Junior sister."

Ye Li on the other side could no longer withstand the attack of the puppet and could only use up her last bit of strength!

This new disciple was sent to do such a mission, which was undoubtedly tantamount to committing suicide!

Bu Ze controlled the spiritual power and floated high in the sky, with a faint spiritual light surrounding him, like an immortal overlooking all living beings.

His gaze penetrated the clouds and accurately fell on the fierce battle scene below, and he could see Shen Yue's fight with those black puppets.

Originally, Bu Ze still had some expectations for Shen Yue, thinking that she would be able to show her due strength and wisdom even in the face of adversity. However, the scene before him surprised him greatly.

Although Shen Yue's swordsmanship was still sharp, he was obviously out of his depth. Every time he swung the sword, it seemed extremely heavy, as if he was carrying a thousand-pound burden.

Although those black puppets were numerous, he could hardly imagine that Shen Yue would fall into such a predicament.

"Could it be..." Bu Ze thought to himself, "Is it true that she can't even deal with these few puppets?"

The thought flashed through his mind, and was immediately replaced by deeper worries.

He knew very well that Shen Yue's strength was far more than that. The fact that he was in such a miserable state now must have some hidden story.

Bu Ze did not immediately help, but chose to continue observing.

He wanted to know what kind of difficulties Shen Yue had encountered that made even a battle like this seem so difficult.

At the same time, he also wanted to take this opportunity to see whether Shen Yue could unleash his potential power in this desperate situation.

However, as time went by, Shen Yue's situation became increasingly critical.

Her movements became slower and slower, and the scars on her body became more and more numerous. It was obvious that she had reached her limit.

Bu Ze's brows were furrowed, his heart full of contradictions and struggles.

He wanted to see Shen Yue's growth and transformation, but he couldn't bear to see her suffer like this.

Finally, at the moment when Shen Yue was about to be surrounded by the puppets and fell into despair, Bu Ze could no longer suppress the impulse in his heart.

His figure flashed like a meteor across the sky and instantly descended on the battlefield.

He swung the sword in his hand, and the sword light was like a dragon, instantly defeating those black puppets one by one.

"Shen Yue!"