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

Xiao Bei stared at the dark formation in front of him, a gleam of challenge flashing in his deep eyes.

The formation was like a giant mouth, lurking behind the crack in the seal, emitting a suffocating dark aura.

At the edge of the formation, the black runes squirmed like living things, making a slight "hissing" sound, like the whisper of a devil, provoking Xiao Bei's nerves.

He felt an icy chill rising from the soles of his feet, climbing up his spine, and finally spreading throughout his body.

But he did not retreat. Instead, the chill aroused his stronger fighting spirit.

He slowly approached the formation, each step steady and powerful, as if he was stepping on the heart of the enemy.

The dark aura around him grew thicker, surging towards him like a tide, trying to swallow him up.

Xiao Bei took a deep breath. The air around him was filled with a pungent smell of sulfur, which made him feel nauseous.

He could feel the encroachment of the dark power, like countless tiny needles piercing his skin.

But he did not stop, because he knew that only by breaking the formation could he completely eliminate the threat and return to Beili.

Xiao Bei began to carefully observe the structure of the formation, trying to find the rules within it.

The formation is extremely complex, with countless black runes intertwined together, like a huge maze.

He stretched out his finger and gently touched one of the runes. He felt a tingling sensation at his fingertips, as if they were burning.

He quickly withdrew his hand, his brows furrowed, and his heart was filled with pressure.

He knew that this formation was full of traps and that if he was not careful he would be doomed.

As time passed, beads of sweat appeared on Xiao Bei's forehead.

His brain was working rapidly, analyzing every detail of the formation and deducing every possibility.

He kept trying, kept failing, but never gave up.

He was like a lone warrior, groping forward in a dark maze, looking for the only way out.

Suddenly, his eyes focused on a special rune in the center of the formation.

This rune is different from the other runes. It emits a faint golden light, like a bit of hope in the darkness.

"Could it be..." Xiao Bei muttered to himself, a flicker of determination in his eyes, "Is this the core of the formation?" He stretched out his hand and slowly approached the rune...

Xiao Bei's fingers touched the rune emitting golden light, and a powerful energy instantly surged into his body.

He felt a tingling sensation all over his body, as if he were in the midst of thunder and lightning.

The dark aura around them surged violently, roaring like an enraged beast.

Meanwhile, outside the holy land, Beili was waiting anxiously.

She paced back and forth, her hands clenched so tightly that her nails almost dug into her flesh.

"Xiao Bei, you must come back safely..." She prayed softly, her voice trembling.

The trees surrounding the holy land swayed in the wind, making rustling sounds, like ghostly whispers, which added to Beili's uneasiness.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, blocking out the sunlight, as if foreshadowing some ominous sign.

Beili's heart sank, and an inexplicable sadness enveloped her, like haze covering the sunlight.

Inside the formation, Xiao Bei is experiencing a life-and-death test.

The power of darkness surged towards him like a tide, transforming into various forms and attacking him fiercely.

The black blade cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, and went straight to Xiao Bei's vitals.

Xiao Bei dodged nimbly while waving the magic sword in his hand. Rays of golden light cut through the darkness and repelled the dark forces.

The formation changes unpredictably, and the surrounding scenery is distorted, like a huge kaleidoscope, dazzling the eyes.

Xiao Bei felt dizzy, but he gritted his teeth and forced himself to stay awake.

He knew that he could not fall down, he had to persevere, for Beili and for the future of the immortal race.

Xiao Bei's magic shines brightly in the darkness, like the bright stars in the night sky.

He became braver and braver as the battle went on, and his aura became stronger and stronger.

The dark forces seemed to feel threatened and attacked more fiercely.

Xiao Bei felt the pressure doubled, but he did not retreat at all. Instead, he faced it more firmly.

Suddenly, Xiao Bei stopped what he was doing. He looked at the center of the formation with a strange smile on his face.

"I see..." he said softly, "I understand..."

Xiao Bei did not attack the center of the formation, but instead injected a trace of immortal power into the edge of the formation, into the black runes that spread like a spider web.

This immortal power was weak but pure, like a trickle of water seeping into dry land, instantly triggering a chain reaction.

The black runes began to flicker, and the originally harmonious dark power was like a boiling oil pan, sizzling, colliding and devouring each other.

"What is he doing?" Outside the formation, Ling Feng looked at Xiao Bei's actions in confusion, with a frown on his face.

He couldn't understand why Xiao Bei gave up attacking the center of the formation and instead touched those dangerous runes.

The air around seemed to freeze, and the tense atmosphere was suffocating.

Inside the formation, Xiao Bei's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a confident smile.

He clearly felt the chaos of the dark forces. They were running around like headless flies, attacking each other, and cracks began to appear in the originally indestructible formation.

The black runes flashed faster and faster, making crackling sounds, like a dam about to collapse.

Xiao Bei closed his eyes and felt the dark atmosphere in the air.

He could hear the howling of the dark forces and feel their fear and despair.

"Beili..." He silently recited his lover's name in his heart, and a warm power surged from the bottom of his heart and flowed throughout his body.

This power was like sunshine that dispelled the haze and filled him with hope and courage.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes shining brightly.

He stretched out his hand, and a ball of golden light condensed in his palm, like a small sun, illuminating the surrounding darkness.

He pushed the ball of golden light toward the center of the formation. Wherever the golden light reached, the dark forces retreated as if they had met their nemesis.

"This is..." Lingfeng widened his eyes and looked at everything happening in front of him in disbelief.

He felt a powerful force surging from the formation. This force was pure and sacred, completely different from the power of darkness.

Within the formation, Xiao Bei's figure appeared and disappeared in the golden light, like a god descending from heaven.

He felt Beili's love, like a warm light, illuminating his way forward.

He knew that he had to succeed, for Beili and for their future.

"It's almost there..." Xiao Bei whispered to himself, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.

He raised the immortal sword in his hand, and the sword emitted a dazzling light, pointing directly at the core of the formation.

"Stop!" A cold voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence around.

Golden light exploded, and a shrill wail came from the center of the dark formation, like a dying beast.

The black runes shattered instantly, turning into starlight and dissipating into the air.

The oppressive dark atmosphere receded like a tide, replaced by a warm and sacred light.

Xiao Bei bathed in the golden light and felt unprecedentedly powerful and comfortable.

He succeeded!

The holy land glowed brightly again, as if a sleeping giant had finally awakened.

The surrounding scenery has also returned to its original appearance, with birds singing and flowers blooming, full of vitality.

Xiao Bei looked around, his heart filled with a sense of accomplishment.

Not only did he break the dark formation, he also saved the entire holy land.

As the dark power dissipated, the treasure hidden behind the formation was revealed.

Various magical artifacts and secret manuals of immortal arts emitted an alluring glow, piled up like mountains, dazzling the eyes.

Xiao Bei's eyes swept over these treasures, and a surge of joy surged in his heart.

These treasures can not only enhance his strength, but also benefit the entire immortal race.

He picked up a fairy sword emitting golden light. It was cold to the touch, and the sword body was engraved with complex runes, faintly emitting powerful energy fluctuations.

With a gentle swing, the sword energy was like a rainbow, cutting through the air and making a crisp buzzing sound.

A powerful force surged into his body, making him feel stronger than ever before.

When Xiao Bei walked out of the holy land, he was greeted by thunderous cheers from the immortals.

They held him up as a hero, a legend.

Beili ran over and threw herself into his arms, her eyes blurred with tears.

"You're back..." she said with a sob, hugging Xiao Bei tightly, afraid that he would disappear again.

Xiao Bei gently stroked Bei Li's hair, feeling her body temperature, his heart filled with happiness and satisfaction.

He could finally return to her and never be separated again.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly appeared in the sky, like a crack, slowly opening.

A majestic voice came from it, resounding throughout the entire holy land: "Xiao Bei, your merits have been fulfilled. Come to the Heavenly Court as soon as possible..."

Xiao Bei looked at the golden crack in the sky, his eyes flashing, and held Bei Li's hand tightly.