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

The moment he stepped into the light, Xiao Bei only felt a dazzling white in front of his eyes, as if he had fallen into boiling milk.

The strong light stimulated his retina, making it almost impossible for him to open his eyes.

He subconsciously raised his arms to shield himself, but the light streaming through his fingers was still scorching.

The air around him also became sticky, and it was as if he was inhaling balls of hot cotton wool with a strange sweet fragrance, which made him feel dizzy.

He gritted his teeth, endured the discomfort, and explored forward cautiously.

He felt a strange sensation under his feet, like stepping on soft clouds, but with a subtle resistance, as if something was preventing him from going deeper.

The silent environment amplified the sound of his heartbeat, which vibrated his eardrums like a drum.

The fear of the unknown wrapped around his heart like a vine, making him feel inexplicably suffocated.

Xiao Bei tried to break through this invisible resistance.

He mobilized the immortal power in his body, condensed a dazzling golden light at his fingertips, and swung it forward fiercely.

However, the golden light disappeared without a trace in an instant, like a drop of water in the ocean, without causing any ripples.

He frowned and used several powerful magic techniques in succession, but it was still of no avail.

Here, his magic seemed to be restricted in some way, like an eagle with broken wings, powerful but unable to use it.

A strong sense of frustration surged in his heart. Xiao Bei clenched his fists, his heart filled with resentment.

He took a deep breath and mobilized his immortal power again. This time, he concentrated all his strength in his palm. Golden light flickered in his hand like a small sun.

He suddenly pushed his palm forward, and the golden light turned into a sharp arrow, shooting straight forward.

"Break!" He roared, but the golden light still disappeared without a trace like a stone sinking into the sea.

Just when he was about to give up, he suddenly felt a slight vibration coming from the front...

"It seems that it is not completely unshakable..." A disembodied voice sounded in his ears.

Xiao Bei's breathing became rapid, sweat slid down his temples and soaked his clothes.

The resistance of the light was like a maggot on his tarsal bone, and every attempt to break through consumed a huge amount of his immortal energy.

He felt powerless, and the immortal power in his body rushed out like a flood, but he was unable to shake the seemingly soft but actually indestructible light.

Fatigue came over him like a tide, his vision went dark, and his legs began to tremble slightly.

Xuan Feng's pale face flashed through his mind, and the weak breathing seemed to echo in his ears.

He had to get out as soon as possible. Xuanfeng was still waiting for him, waiting to take him out of this dangerous cave.

Thinking of this, Xiao Bei felt a strong sense of responsibility in his heart. He gritted his teeth, forced himself to cheer up, and continued to try to break through.

The loneliness and depression overwhelmed him like a tide.

In this vast white light, he seemed to be abandoned by the whole world, with only endless loneliness and despair accompanying him.

He felt suffocated, as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping his throat, making it impossible for him to breathe.

Suddenly, the white light fluctuated violently, and a figure slowly emerged from the light.

He was a tall man wearing ancient armor and holding a long spear, emitting a suffocating aura.

His face was blurry and hidden in the shadows. Only a pair of cold eyes, as sharp as an eagle, stared at Xiao Bei.

"Anyone who trespasses into the forbidden area will die!" The cold voice seemed to come from the Netherworld, without a trace of emotion.

Before he finished speaking, the halberd in the ancient hero's hand turned into a bolt of lightning and pierced Xiao Bei's chest.

Xiao Bei was startled and quickly dodged.

The long spear brushed past the corner of his clothes, bringing up a sharp gust of wind and making him feel a biting chill.

He did not dare to delay and quickly mobilized the remaining immortal power in his body, condensing it into a shield to block in front of him.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the halberd hit the shield hard, bursting out with dazzling light.

Xiao Bei felt a powerful force hitting his body, causing him to retreat repeatedly and his blood and energy surging.

He was horrified. The power of this ancient hero was far beyond his imagination. Just one blow was almost unbearable for him.

The surrounding light seemed to be controlled by ancient heroic spirits, transforming into countless sharp blades, attacking Xiao Bei from all directions.

He was caught in a dilemma and exhausted from dealing with the situation. He had more and more wounds on his body and his clothes were stained with blood.

"Who... are you?" Xiao Bei asked with difficulty while resisting the attack.

The ancient heroic spirit did not answer, but just sneered and swung the halberd in his hand more violently, with each move being deadly.

Xiao Bei gradually felt exhausted, his movements became slower and slower, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

He knew that if he continued like this, he would surely die.

Suddenly, he stopped resisting... "I understand..."

Xiao Bei let the sharp blade cut through his clothes, blood seeped out, staining his white battle robe red.

He stopped dodging and looked directly into the ancient heroic spirit's cold eyes. He said in a deep voice, "Senior, I have no intention of offending you. My companion is seriously injured and urgently needs the power of this light to heal him. I hope you will understand."

The halberd in the ancient hero's hand stopped in mid-air, and a hint of surprise flashed in his cold eyes.

He looked at Xiao Bei, as if trying to determine the truth in his words.

The surrounding light blades also stopped, suspended in the air, flashing a cold light.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which intertwined with the strange sweet fragrance in the light, creating a strange atmosphere.

"Companions? Seriously injured?" The ancient hero's voice was still cold, but lacked the murderous intent from before.

Xiao Bei nodded, his tone sincere: "That's right. My companion was seriously injured in order to protect me, and now his life is in danger. I heard that this light has the power to heal all injuries, so I took the risk to enter. I hope that Senior will help me."

He paused, then continued, "I know that Senior must have a reason for guarding this place. I dare not force you to do anything, but I only ask that you tell me a few things. I will be very grateful."

The ancient heroic spirit was silent for a moment, and the halberd in his hand slowly dropped.

The surrounding light blades also dissipated and merged back into the light.

The oppressive feeling in the air also eased, and Xiao Bei felt that he could breathe more smoothly.

He looked at Xiao Bei, and the coldness in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a complex emotion.

He seemed to be thinking about something. After a long time, he slowly said, "You are very brave and sincere."

Xiao Bei was delighted and quickly bowed and said, "Thank you, senior."

The ancient heroic spirit's gaze fell on Xiao Bei's bloodstained clothes and he sighed slightly: "The wounds on your body..."

Xiao Bei shook his head and said nonchalantly, "It's just a minor injury, nothing to worry about."

The ancient heroic spirit looked at Xiao Bei deeply. He raised his hand and waved it. A soft light enveloped Xiao Bei. A warm breath flowed through his whole body, and his wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xiao Bei felt a warm current flowing into his body, his fatigue was swept away, and his whole body was filled with strength.

"What's your name?" asked the ancient heroic spirit.

"Junior Xiao Bei."

The ancient heroic spirit nodded. He paused, his gaze falling on Xiao Bei again. "Since you have such courage and sincerity, I will tell you..."

The ancient hero's gaze lingered on Xiao Bei for a moment, as if recalling some distant past event.

He spoke slowly, his voice carrying a hint of age. "Xiao Bei, the light you see is actually the entrance to an ancient secret realm. It contains the power of a supreme deity from ancient times, known as the 'Heart of Light.' It not only possesses the ability to heal all wounds, but also possesses the power to turn the tide of battle."

An indescribable excitement surged in Xiao Bei's heart. He quickly asked, "Then how can I obtain this power?"

The ancient heroic spirit smiled softly, a hint of approval in his eyes. "You have courage and sincerity, and this power will naturally recognize you. But you must remember that this power is extremely powerful, but it is also easily coveted by evil. If used improperly, the consequences will be disastrous."

Xiao Bei nodded solemnly to show his understanding.

The ancient heroic spirit continued, "To heal your companion, simply bring him into this light and let the power of the 'Heart of Light' cleanse his injuries. But remember, don't be greedy, or you will end up in trouble."

Xiao Bei clenched his fists tightly, his heart filled with gratitude.

He took a deep breath and bowed, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior. I will definitely keep it in mind."

The ancient heroic spirit nodded slightly, raised his hand and waved it, and suddenly a ray of light appeared in the light, turning into a short sword with shining light, flying straight towards Xiao Bei.

Xiao Bei reached out to take it. The dagger felt warm in his hand, as if it had life.

The ancient heroic spirit's voice echoed again: "This dagger is called the 'Blade of Light,' and is the guardian of the 'Heart of Light.' It will aid you, but beware of misusing it."

Xiao Bei felt even more grateful. He put the dagger in his arms and felt a powerful force flowing through his body.

He felt that his strength seemed to have improved and his confidence increased greatly.

The ancient heroic spirit looked at Xiao Bei,"

The moment Xiao Bei stepped out of the light, Beili, Fairy Xinglan and others immediately came forward to greet him.

Bei Li's eyes were full of joy, and she almost rushed up to hug him, but he stopped her with a smile.

He shook his head slightly, signaling her to be patient.

Fairy Xinglan also showed a hint of approval and nodded in approval.

However, when Xiao Bei's gaze swept across the fairy territory, his expression suddenly changed.

There was a dark atmosphere in the air, hanging over the surroundings like a dark cloud, and a new crisis seemed to be approaching.

Xiao Bei's eyes were firm and stern. He clenched the "Blade of Light" in his hand and whispered to himself, "A new battle has just begun."