Traveling through the world of immortal cultivation: My system is amazing

"Hall of Valor..." The monk uttered the last three words and then died.

Xiao Bei looked at the towering palace in front of him, and a sense of curiosity arose in his heart.

Valhalla, just hearing the name sounds like it is very powerful, maybe there are some treasures in it.

Moreover, the purpose of his trip was to find more clues about spiritual objects. Perhaps what he was looking for was in the Hall of Heroes.

"Let's go in and take a look!" Xiao Bei waved his hand and said to Bei Li and Xiao Yao beside him.

Xiao Yao timidly tugged at the corner of Xiao Bei's clothes and said weakly, "Brother Xiao Bei, I heard that Valhalla is the resting place of the heroic spirits of soldiers from ancient battlefields. It's filled with resentment. Anyone who enters will be corroded by the resentment and turn into... into a monster!"

"Turn into a monster? Ha, I've been through hundreds of battles and have seen all kinds of storms. What can a mere grudge do to me?" Xiao Bei had a look of disdain on his face and patted his chest, looking fearless.

Bei Li, on the other hand, was filled with excitement, rubbing his hands and saying, "Wow, that sounds exciting! I love adventures the most! Brother Xiao Bei, let's go in quickly!"

Seeing Bei Li's eager look, Xiao Bei shook his head helplessly.

This girl is really afraid that the world will not be in chaos.

However, he also had some expectations in his heart.

After all, the more dangerous the place, the greater the opportunity it often hides.

Xiao Bei took a deep breath and walked towards Valhalla.

The gate of Valhalla is closed, and various strange patterns are carved on it, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

Xiao Bei reached out and pushed the door, but it didn't move.

"It seems that I have to find a way to open this door." Xiao Bei touched his chin and pondered.

Suddenly, an idea struck him and he thought of something.

"System, give me a lock-picking skill!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the skill 'God-level Lockpicking'!"

Xiao Bei raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile.

With the god-level lock-picking skills, shouldn't this door be easily opened?

He placed his hand on the door and used the divine unlocking technique. A strange power surged out from his hand and seeped into the door.

"Crack!"

With a slight sound, the door slowly opened.

A cold breath blew in his face, making Xiao Bei shiver.

"I want to see what is in Valhalla!" Xiao Bei said as he stepped into Valhalla.

"Brother Xiao Bei, wait for me!" Bei Li followed closely and walked in.

Xiao Yao hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted her teeth and followed in.

"It's... so cold here..." Xiaoyao's voice trembled a little.

Xiao Bei looked around and found that the interior of Valhalla was very spacious. The walls were covered with portraits. The characters in the portraits were lifelike, as if they would come alive at any time.

"These portraits..." Xiao Bei was about to take a closer look when he suddenly heard a cry of surprise from behind him...

"Brother Xiao Bei, be careful!"

As soon as Xiao Bei stepped into Valhalla, before his back foot could follow, a strong resentment surged over like a huge wave, hitting his soul hard.

"Oh my god! What's going on?!" Xiao Bei felt like his soul was thrown into a frying pan and fried, making a sizzling sound. His head was splitting with pain and his vision was black.

This feeling is a hundred times worse than a hangover!

"System, help! Something's wrong with this thing!" Xiao Bei shouted frantically in his heart, but the system didn't respond at all, as if it had crashed.

"Brother Xiao Bei!" Seeing Xiao Bei's pale face and shaky face, Bei Li rushed in without thinking.

Although she didn't know what was happening, she could feel a disgusting and cold aura madly eroding Xiao Bei.

She subconsciously hugged Xiao Bei, and a warm power surged from her body, wrapping Xiao Bei like a thin film, protecting him from the invasion of resentment.

The magical thing is that this power seems to have a restraining effect on resentment. Xiao Bei's pain is slightly relieved, but he still feels dizzy, as if ten thousand bees are buzzing in his head.

"Li'er, you..." Xiao Bei opened his eyes weakly and saw Beili hugging him tightly, her eyes full of worry.

He was about to say something, but found that his throat was dry and he couldn't say a word.

"Brother Xiao Bei, don't say anything, I'll help you!" Bei Li's voice was a little trembling, but her eyes were firm, like a towering mountain, standing tall and unshakable.

Seeing this, Xiao Yao didn't care about being afraid anymore and ran over quickly, asking anxiously: "Brother Xiao Bei, how are you? Are you okay?"

Xiao Bei forced a smile, wanting to comfort them, but found that he couldn't even smile.

At this moment, a sinister laugh came from the depths of Valhalla, echoing in the empty hall, making people shudder.

"Hehehe... A fresh soul, so delicious..."

"Who is it?!" Beili looked around vigilantly, but saw nothing.

Xiao Bei's heart sank, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

He raised his head with difficulty and looked into the depths of Valhalla, only to see a dark shadow slowly emerging, becoming clearer and clearer...

"No! Yes... yes..." Xiao Bei used up his last bit of strength to say the name, but finally lowered his head weakly.

Beili and Xiaoyao also felt the powerful sense of oppression, and their faces turned pale in an instant.

"Are you... ready...?" The sinister voice sounded again, with a hint of mockery and cruelty.

A tall figure slowly walked out of the darkness...

The black shadow solidified, and a huge figure wearing tattered armor and holding a broken halberd appeared in front of the three people.

The heroic spirits on the ancient battlefield looked like evil spirits crawling out of hell, with green flames burning in their empty eye sockets, which was chilling.

"Hehehe, are you here to die again?" Ying Ling's voice was hoarse and harsh, like the friction of metal making one's teeth ache.

He swung his hand, and the broken halberd cut through the air, carrying a suffocating pressure and striking Xiao Bei!

"Damn, he uses his ultimate move right away. Do he have any manners at all?" Although Xiao Bei had a splitting headache, his reaction was not slow.

He endured the pain of his soul being torn apart and rolled over to avoid the attack.

"Boom!" The broken halberd smashed into the ground, leaving a deep groove and splashing gravel.

"Li'er, Xiaoyao, you guys step back first!" Xiao Bei gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up.

The strength of this heroic spirit was far beyond his imagination, and a head-on confrontation would definitely not end well.

Although Beili and Xiaoyao were worried, they knew that now was not the time to cause trouble, so they quickly stepped aside.

"Want to run? Not that easy!" Ying Ling sneered and swung the broken halberd again, attacking like a storm.

Xiao Bei dodged left and right, surrounded by danger.

He dodged the attacks while observing his surroundings.

On the walls of Valhalla, many ancient runes are carved, emitting a faint light.

"I got it!" Xiao Bei's eyes lit up and he immediately had an idea in his mind.

He no longer dodged, but instead took the initiative to face the attacks of the heroic spirits, his figure moving around the heroic spirits like a ghost.

"What the hell is going on? Is this kid crazy?" Ying Ling was confused, but he didn't dare to be careless. He continued to chop mercilessly with the broken halberd in his hand.

While dodging, Xiao Bei pressed his palm on the runes on the wall and muttered something.

"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is primitive..."

As he chanted, the runes on the wall began to flicker, emitting a dazzling light.

"What are you doing?!" The heroic spirit sensed something was wrong, roared, and increased the intensity of his attack.

"Hehe, of course I'm giving you a big gift!" Xiao Bei raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sly smile.

He suddenly pulled his hand away from the rune and shouted, "Explode!"

"boom!"

A dazzling light burst out from the rune, illuminating the entire Hall of Valor as if it were daytime.

"Ah!" The heroic spirit let out a shrill scream, and his body trembled violently, as if he was in great pain.

"That's it? I thought you were so amazing!" Xiao Bei clapped his hands, looking relaxed.

"Boy, you...how dare you..." Ying Ling's voice was filled with anger and unwillingness.

"What's wrong with me?" Xiao Bei spread his hands innocently.

The heroic spirit glared at Xiao Bei, his eyes burning with rage.

He slowly raised the broken halberd in his hand, his voice low and hoarse: "You will... regret it..."

"Regret? There is no such word in my dictionary!" Xiao Bei scratched his ears with a look of disdain.

He was about to press on with his victory when he discovered that Beili was looking at him strangely.

"Li'er, what's wrong?"

Bei Li pointed behind Xiao Bei, her voice trembling slightly: "Brother Xiao Bei, look..."

Xiao Bei looked back and was stunned.

Although the heroic spirit was blown to dust by the runes, the resentment in his body did not weaken, but became even stronger, and there was even a faint sign of breaking through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

"Damn it, I'm in trouble!" Xiao Bei cursed in his heart. Is this heroic spirit a cockroach? Why can't he be killed?

"Brother Xiao Bei, I found his weakness in his chest!" Bei Li suddenly said, "Look, there's a crack in the armor on his chest!"

Xiao Bei looked carefully and found that there was indeed a tiny crack on Ying Ling's chest, which was faintly visible.

"Good eyesight, Li'er!" Xiao Bei was delighted and quickly circulated his spiritual power, preparing to launch his ultimate move.

"Boy, prepare to die!" The heroic spirit roared and swung the broken halberd again, the attack even more fierce than before.

"Hehe, you have no chance!" Xiao Bei sneered, his figure flashed, and he appeared in front of Ying Ling in an instant.

He gathered all his spiritual power into his palm and slapped the heroic spirit on the chest.

With a loud bang, the hero's chest was pierced by Xiao Bei's palm. A powerful resentment gushed out from the crack, turning into countless black resentful spirits, roaring and screaming in the air.

"Ah..." The heroic spirit let out a shrill scream, and his figure gradually dissipated, eventually turning into a wisp of black smoke and disappearing.

"Huh, it's finally done!" Xiao Bei breathed a sigh of relief, feeling weak all over.

"Brother Xiao Bei, are you okay?" Bei Li hurried over and supported Xiao Bei.

"It's okay, just a little tired." Xiao Bei smiled and touched Bei Li's head.

Xiao Yao also ran over and looked at Xiao Bei with admiration: "Brother Xiao Bei, you are so awesome!"

Xiao Bei laughed, but was secretly alert in his heart.

He knew that this was just the beginning and the real challenge was yet to come.

He looked up into the distance with a determined look in his eyes: "Let's go, let's keep moving forward!"

After leaving Valhalla, Xiao Bei clearly felt that the spiritual energy around him became richer, and a faint fragrance filled the air.

He knew that he was getting closer and closer to the place where spiritual creatures grew.

"Brother Xiao Bei, look!" Bei Li pointed ahead and shouted excitedly.

Xiao Bei looked in the direction of Bei Li's finger, and saw a dense forest in front of him. Deep in the forest, a faint multicolored light was emanating...

"It seems that we have arrived." Xiao Bei took a deep breath, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

He gripped the sword tightly in his hand and said slowly, "Come out, I know you are there..."