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

The dazzling white light engulfed Xiao Bei, and the violent spinning sensation almost made him lose consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a strange space.

The soft light does not come from any visible light source, but permeates the air, as natural as breathing.

The light was not pure white, but had a hint of gold, covering everything like a sacred veil.

The ground under my feet is not solid ground, but a soft, cloud-like substance. It feels light and airy when I step on it, and there is no sense of reality.

Xiao Bei looked around vigilantly.

The space was not large, like the inside of a huge sphere, with smooth walls emitting a soft glow.

There is no exit, no direction, only endless light and silence.

There was a faint fragrance in the air, sweet but not greasy, refreshing, but it made him even more uneasy.

"Anyone who trespasses into the sacred object will die!" A cold voice suddenly sounded, like a sharp knife scratching across glass, harsh and unbearable.

A blurry figure gradually emerged from the light. It was tall and shrouded in black mist. Its face could not be seen clearly, only its two scarlet eyes flickered like will-o'-the-wisp, which was terrifying.

This is the Shadow Soul, the mysterious being within the relic.

Xiao Bei's heart trembled, and he gripped the sword tightly. He knew that a fierce battle was inevitable.

"I'm here to find out the truth, don't try to stop me!" Xiao Bei shouted sternly, his voice echoing in the empty space.

Shadow Soul sneered sinisterly, "The truth? The truth is something you can't bear! You'll only end up dead!"

The black fog rolled and attacked Xiao Bei like countless poisonous snakes.

Xiao Bei swung his sword to block, and the sword edge collided with the black mist, making a harsh friction sound.

The black fog was strange and unpredictable, wrapping around him like a maggot on his tarsal bones, corroding his body and making him feel waves of biting cold.

Xiao Bei gritted his teeth and fought hard.

The immortal power in his body was running wildly, turning into golden light, fighting against the black fog.

However, the power of Shadow Soul seemed endless, wave after wave, overwhelming him to the point of suffocation.

"Give up, you can't be my opponent." Shadow Soul's voice was like a whisper from hell, full of ridicule and disdain.

Xiao Bei's heart was full of struggle.

He felt his strength gradually draining away and his body growing heavier.

Is he really going to die here?

"I... will never give up..." Xiao Bei uttered a few words with difficulty. He gathered the last bit of strength and swung out a sword suddenly.

"You don't know your own limitations!" Shadow Soul sneered, and the black mist instantly swallowed Xiao Bei...

"Foolish mortal, you think..."

The black fog dissipated, and Xiao Bei's figure was shaky, with a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, but he still stood.

The sword in his hand made a buzzing sound, and the sword body flashed with golden light, as if responding to his unyielding will.

"Foolish mortal, do you think you can hurt me like this?" Shadow Soul's voice became even colder, with a hint of anger.

Shadow Soul attacked again, and the black mist turned into countless sharp blades, attacking Xiao Bei in an overwhelming manner.

Xiao Bei took a deep breath and poured all the remaining immortal power in his body into the sword. The golden light became stronger and formed an indestructible barrier.

The sharp blade hit the barrier, making a series of explosions and sparks flying.

Outside the holy object, Bei Li paced anxiously, occasionally putting his hand on the surface of the holy object and calling Xiao Bei's name.

However, apart from the cold touch and the faint light emitted by the holy object, there was no response.

An inexplicable fear spread in her heart, as if an invisible hand was tightly strangling her throat, making her unable to breathe.

The air around her became heavy, so oppressive that she could hardly breathe.

Inside the holy relic, the battle continues.

The shadow soul kept changing its shape, sometimes turning into a ferocious beast, sometimes turning into a sharp blade, and its attacks became more and more fierce and faster.

Xiao Bei was exhausted from dealing with the situation, and the wounds on his body were increasing.

He felt his strength draining away quickly, his vision began to blur, and bursts of roaring sounds came to his ears.

The surrounding light also flickered with the intensity of the battle, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, reflecting Xiao Bei's pale face.

"What...exactly...do you want..." Xiao Bei asked with difficulty, panting.

The shadow soul let out a sharp howl, and the black fog condensed again, forming a huge black vortex that enveloped Xiao Bei.

Xiao Bei felt a powerful suction force pulling him towards the center of the vortex. He struggled desperately, but to no avail.

At this moment, Xiao Bei suddenly stopped struggling and the sword in his hand dropped.

He raised his head and looked directly at the center of the vortex, with a strange light flashing in his eyes.

"Tell me... what is the truth..."

In the center of the black vortex, the shadow soul let out a sharp hiss, as if mocking Xiao Bei's inability to resist.

However, Xiao Bei's calmness made him feel a little uneasy.

Why did this mortal suddenly give up resistance?

Does he have any other tricks up his sleeve?

"The truth? Even ants want to pry into the secrets of God?" There was a hint of contempt in Shadow Soul's voice, but his tone was not as firm as before.

Xiao Bei ignored Yinghun's ridicule. His thoughts drifted far away, towards the figure that haunted him - Beili.

He recalled the scene of their first meeting, her brilliant smile, her clear voice, and the ups and downs they had experienced together...

A warm current surged from the bottom of my heart and flowed throughout my body.

His love for Beili and his protection of his promise became the source of his strength.

He gripped the sword tightly, feeling the warmth from the blade, and his eyes gradually became firm.

"I want to know why you want to protect this so-called 'truth'?" Xiao Bei's voice was calm and powerful, as if it carried some kind of magic, which made Yinghun want to answer involuntarily.

"Guard? Ridiculous! I'm just doing my duty!" Shadow Soul's voice trembled a little, as if he was trying to hide his inner uneasiness.

"Duty? What is your duty? To protect this empty space? Or to stop people like me who want to find out the truth?" Xiao Bei pressed on step by step, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

Shadow Soul fell silent, and the black mist rolled more violently, as if expressing his anger and anxiety.

Xiao Bei did not continue to ask questions. He closed his eyes and felt everything around him.

Although the space inside the holy object is empty, it is filled with strange energy fluctuations.

These energy fluctuations are chaotic, yet they seem to follow certain rules.

He took a deep breath, absorbed the energy into his body, and transformed it into his own immortal power.

He felt that his strength was gradually recovering, even stronger than before.

"You... who are you?" Ying Hun's voice was full of fear. He felt the powerful aura emanating from Xiao Bei, which made him feel suffocated.

Xiao Bei opened his eyes and smiled: "I am just a person who wants to protect my lover and find the truth."

He raised the sword in his hand, and the sword emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the entire space.

"Now, tell me, what exactly is this 'truth' you're talking about?"

There was a hint of panic in Shadow Soul's roar, and his words were contradictory, which gave Xiao Bei inspiration.

Protect the truth?

Where is the responsibility?

There must be something fishy in this!

Xiao Bei's eyes were as sharp as torches, and he caught a tiny flaw in the rolling black fog of Shadow Soul - in the center of the black fog, there was a faint golden light flashing.

That is the source of Shadow Soul's power, but also his weakness!

Xiao Bei seized the opportunity, the sword in his hand shone with golden light, he muttered something, and the ancient magic spell echoed in the space.

The golden light transformed into chains, wrapping around the shadow soul's black mist. The runes on the chains flickered and made crackling sounds, like thunder and lightning.

The shadow soul roared and struggled, the black fog rolled violently, but it could not break free from the golden light.

"You...what did you do?!" Shadow Soul shouted in horror, his voice trembling and full of fear.

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

"I just sealed your power temporarily."

The interference of the shadow soul disappeared, the strange light around seemed to become softer, and the fragrance in the air became richer and refreshing.

Xiao Bei felt a sense of relief and a sense of accomplishment arose spontaneously.

He looked around and began to observe this strange space carefully.

The walls of the space are engraved with ancient runes, which emit a faint light like stars in the night sky.

Xiao Bei stretched out his hand and gently touched the runes on the wall. A strange energy flowed into his body through his fingertips, making him feel numb.

He closed his eyes, carefully feeling the flow of energy, and tried to decipher the meaning behind the runes.

Time passed minute by minute, Xiao Bei was immersed in the world of runes, and everything around him seemed to disappear.

He felt as if he had returned to ancient times, witnessing the birth of the holy relic and the story behind it...

Suddenly, a dazzling light illuminated the entire space. Xiao Bei opened his eyes suddenly and saw a huge barrier appear in front of him, blocking his way.

Complex runes flickered on the barrier, emitting powerful energy fluctuations, like an insurmountable chasm.

Xiao Bei walked to the barrier, stretched out his hand, touched the flashing runes on the barrier, and frowned.

"This……"