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

Xiao Bei took a deep breath, his eyes as firm as iron.

"I have to go, this is the only way." He turned to look at everyone, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

Worry was written all over his companions' faces. Ling Feng anxiously advised, "Xiao Bei, it's too dangerous! Let's make a long-term plan!" Tian Jizi also agreed, "Yes, the situation there is unclear right now. If we rush over there, we might fall into the enemy's trap."

Bei Li held Xiao Bei's hand tightly, tears welling in her eyes, biting her lower lip with her teeth, refusing to let go.

She could feel the determination emanating from Xiao Bei, but she also understood that this journey was extremely dangerous.

"Xiao Bei..." She choked, and her thousands of words finally turned into a low call.

Xiao Bei held Bei Li's hand in return, gently stroking the back of her hand with his fingertips, with a soothing look in his gentle eyes.

"Wait until I come back." His tone was firm, yet full of affection.

Xiao Bei turned around resolutely and flew towards the valley shrouded in black fog.

Behind him, his companions' worried eyes followed him all the time, and a tense atmosphere filled the air.

In the valley, the air was heavy and filled with a disgusting stench.

Xiao Bei held his breath and moved forward cautiously.

The surrounding trees were withered and twisted, and the ground was covered with black lines, like ferocious poisonous snakes, emitting a heart-pounding aura.

"Stop!" A sharp shout broke the silence of the valley.

Several immortals rushed out from the shadows, their eyes red and expressions distorted. They waved weapons in their hands and attacked Xiao Bei frantically.

Xiao Bei's heart sank. These people had been completely controlled!

He blocked with his sword, trying to wake them up.

"Wake up! I'm Xiao Bei!"

However, his shouting had no effect, but instead aroused their stronger desire to attack.

Their Xiao Bei's heart was filled with helplessness and grief. He didn't want to hurt these innocent people, but they were like puppets, controlled by evil forces, and launched a crazy attack on him.

Xiao Bei fought and retreated, feeling extremely anxious.

Suddenly, he felt dizzy and everything in front of him became blurry.

He realized that the black fog that filled the valley was not only corroding the surrounding environment, but also eroding his sanity.

"Xiao Bei!" An anxious cry came from a distance.

Xiao Beiqiang perked up and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw Mo Yuan standing at the entrance of the valley, runes flashing in his hands...

Seeing this, Mo Yuan tried to use the power of runes to dispel the black fog that was entangled with the immortal people and rescue them from control.

Wherever the rune light reached, the black fog indeed began to loosen a little, and the movements of those controlled immortal people also slowed down.

However, just when Mo Yuan was about to succeed, a low roar came from the depths of the valley, and an even more powerful evil force erupted instantly. The black fog seemed to have found a new source and surged wildly.

Mo Yuan's rune light was swallowed by the black fog. He groaned, his body shook, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he was suffering from backlash.

The light of the rune in his hand also dimmed, and he looked very weak.

"Mo Yuan!" Xiao Bei's heart tightened. He ignored the discomfort in his body and flew to Mo Yuan's side, supporting his shaky body.

He could feel the chaotic aura coming from Mo Yuan, and his heart was filled with self-blame.

He wanted to take the risk alone, but he didn't expect to implicate his partners instead.

He looked up at the immortal people who had fallen into madness again. Their eyes were still filled with hatred and madness, as if they could never escape the control of evil forces.

The air around them seemed to freeze, and a heavy atmosphere enveloped everyone.

Xiao Bei closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, there was a determined light in his eyes.

He gently placed Mo Yuan on the ground and stood up. The powerful immortal power in his body surged out. He raised his hands high and condensed dazzling golden light. The golden light was as hot as the sun, burning the surrounding black fog and making a sizzling sound.

He muttered something to himself, and lines of purifying magic gushed out like clear springs, cleansing the land that was eroded by evil forces.

As the purification magic was performed, the black fog in the valley began to gradually dissipate, and the distorted expressions on the faces of the controlled immortal people gradually relaxed, and their eyes slowly regained clarity.

Some people looked around blankly, as if they didn't remember what had happened before, while others held their heads in pain, obviously still struggling to get rid of the aftermath of the evil force.

When Xiao Bei saw this scene, a relieved smile appeared on his face, and the haze in his heart dissipated a lot.

He knew that they finally saw hope and that the situation was not hopeless.

The tense atmosphere eased slightly, but at this moment, a cold voice suddenly echoed in the valley, as if coming from the abyss of hell.

"Humph, I didn't expect you to get this far..."

Following the sound, I saw a figure in a black robe slowly walking out of the black fog. He had a strange smile on his face and a chilling light in his eyes.

After the black-robed man appeared, the air in the valley froze instantly, and a powerful pressure swept over, making it difficult for everyone to breathe.

Xiao Bei felt a chill running from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

The man in black robe flashed by at a speed too fast to be caught by the naked eye. He instantly appeared in front of Xiao Bei and slapped him with his palm.

Xiao Bei hurriedly swung his sword to block, but with a loud "clang" sound, a powerful force pushed him back several steps, and his palm became numb.

The black-robed man's attacks were tricky and bizarre, his moves strange and unpredictable. Sometimes they were as fierce as a storm, and sometimes as insidious as a poisonous snake. Xiao Bei found it quite difficult to deal with them.

His immortal power was rapidly depleted, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The trees in the valley were destroyed by the aftermath of the battle, deep pits were blown out on the ground, sand and rocks were flying, and the whole valley was in a mess.

The black fog rolled in, covering the sky and the sun, shrouding the entire valley in a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere.

During the break in the battle, Bei Li rushed to Xiao Bei, took out a handkerchief, and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Hers

Xiao Bei looked at Bei Li, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly as if he wanted to melt her into his body.

When the friends around saw this scene, they all showed relieved smiles on their faces and were moved by their love.

"Cough cough..." Mo Yuan coughed twice, breaking the brief warmth.

He struggled to stand up and looked at Xiao Bei worriedly: "Xiao Bei, be careful, the power of this black-robed man is very strange..."

Xiao Bei nodded, let go of Bei Li, tightened his grip on the sword again, and stared at the man in black robe with a firm gaze.

He knew that he could not fall down. He had to protect Beili, his companions, and the entire fairy world.

The man in black robe let out a sinister laugh and attacked again.

His figure appeared and disappeared in the black fog, making it difficult to grasp.

Xiao Bei was fully focused and did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

Suddenly, Xiao Bei felt that the attack of the man in black robe seemed to contain a strange power. This power made him feel very uncomfortable, as if something was eroding his body.

He was startled and realized that this power might be the source of evil power.

"What kind of power is this?" Xiao Bei asked in a deep voice.

The man in black robe sneered. It was like a black heart, beating with an evil pulse, polluting everything around it.

As the dagger was swung, the black fog became thicker and coiled around Xiao Bei like a living thing.

Xiao Bei's eyes focused, and he no longer entangled with the man in black robe. Instead, he concentrated all his immortal power on one point. A golden light flashed, turning into a sharp sword energy, piercing straight into the black dagger.

The sword energy collided with the dagger, making a sharp scream, shaking the valley and sending gravel flying.

"You dare!" The man in black robe was shocked and angry. He obviously didn't expect Xiao Bei to directly attack the source of his power.

The black dagger trembled violently, cracks appeared on its surface, and the evil aura began to dissipate.

Xiao Bei seized the opportunity and condensed his immortal power again. The sword energy poured down like raindrops. The black dagger was finally unable to bear the burden, let out a wail, and shattered into countless pieces.

As the dagger shattered, the man in black robe let out a shrill scream, his strength rapidly declined, and his originally powerful pressure disappeared.

He looked at Xiao Bei in horror.

Xiao Bei didn't hesitate at all, and pursued the man in black robe, piercing his chest with a sword.

The black-robed man collapsed to the ground, his body dissipated into black mist, leaving only a pile of black ash.

"We won!" Lingfeng shouted excitedly. Everyone cheered. The joy of surviving the disaster dispelled the haze in the valley.

Bei Li ran to Xiao Bei and hugged him tightly, her tears soaking his clothes.

However, there was no joy on Xiao Bei's face. He looked at the place where the black-robed man disappeared with a frown.

He picked up a piece of the dagger fragment. It was cold to the touch, and the remaining evil aura made him feel uneasy.

Suddenly, his expression changed, and the fragments in his hands turned into ashes. He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky.

"No, this is just the beginning..."

His voice was low and solemn, the air froze again, and the smiles on everyone's faces gradually disappeared, replaced by deep uneasiness.