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

Xiao Bei's figure was sucked into the rune, and Bei Li's heart instantly rose to his throat.

Without thinking, she was about to rush into the rune, but was stopped by the defender, "Miss Beili, don't be impulsive!"

"But Xiao Bei..."

Beili was extremely anxious, with red eyes.

The defender's face was solemn.

"The power of this rune is strange. If we rush in, it might backfire. What we need to do now is to find a breakthrough and rescue Xiao Bei!"

"Yes, we can't lose our composure!" The little water elf also hurriedly agreed. She moved around flexibly, carefully exploring the surrounding clues.

Soon, its childish voice came, "Here, here is a hidden passage!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the little water spirit's voice, and saw an extremely hidden entrance suddenly appearing at the edge of the crack in the ground.

The entrance was hidden under the rubble and would have been impossible to find if it weren't for the little water spirit's special ability.

Xiao Bei was now in a blood-red space. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, making it hard to breathe.

He slowly stood up and looked around with a frown on his face. He could feel the strong oppression in this space, and a cold breath was constantly eroding his body, but an inexplicable fighting spirit rose in his heart.

"Welcome to my territory, Xiao Bei." A cold voice sounded in the space, like a call from hell.

Xiao Bei looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure slowly appearing at the end of the blood-red sky.

The figure was shrouded in a black mist, and his face could not be seen clearly. Only a powerful and evil aura could be felt.

"Are you the mastermind behind this?" Xiao Bei's voice was low, with a hint of anger in his tone.

The figure in the black mist let out a sinister laugh. "Yes, it is me. You are very good to have found this place. However, your journey ends here."

As soon as he finished speaking, black mist surged around the figure, and attacked Xiao Bei like countless poisonous snakes.

Xiao Bei felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, and his vigilance reached its peak.

His muscles were tense and the immortal power in his body was running wildly. He gripped the sword tightly in his hand and prepared for battle.

The black fog was extremely fast and arrived in front of Xiao Bei in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Bei dodged the first wave of attacks with a flash of his body, but the black mist seemed to possess a spirit and kept chasing him like a thorn in his flesh.

"Hmph, a dying struggle." The figure in the black fog snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain in his tone.

Xiao Bei felt a powerful force pressing down on him, almost making it difficult for him to breathe.

He understood that the enemy before him was much stronger than he had imagined, and he had to give it his all.

The sword in his hand emitted a dazzling light, and the sword energy was rampant, colliding with the black fog, making a harsh friction sound.

"You are weaker than I thought." The figure in the black mist said with contempt.

Before he could finish his words, a black light shot towards Xiao Bei like a sharp arrow, so fast that it was almost impossible to avoid. Xiao Bei tried his best to dodge, but he was still a step too slow. The black light brushed past his arm, and his skin was immediately torn and blood splattered.

The figure in the black fog slowly stretched out a pale hand with five fingers spread out, pointing in the direction of Xiao Bei.

"The game has just begun..."

Xiao Bei groaned and staggered back, feeling a burning pain from the wound on his arm.

Bright red blood dripped down his arm and spread across the ground, like a datura flower blooming in hell.

He gritted his teeth, stared at the black mist, and anger surged in his chest.

He could feel the powerful force contained in the black fog, which was like a mountain pressing down on his head, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Is this all you can do?" The voice in the black fog was mocking, as if teasing a trapped beast.

Xiao Bei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but there was no fear in his eyes, instead they were burning with raging fire.

He took a deep breath and mobilized the immortal power in his body to the extreme. The long sword in his hand made a buzzing sound, and the sword was surrounded by golden light, like a golden dragon circling and dancing.

"It's not over yet!" Xiao Bei roared, his figure turned into a golden light and rushed towards the black fog.

At this moment, a white figure broke through the confinement of the blood-colored space and rushed towards Xiao Bei desperately.

"Xiao Bei!" Bei Li's voice was filled with tears. She hugged Xiao Bei tightly, feeling the pain on his body, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

"Beili, why are you here?" Xiao Bei's heart trembled. He didn't expect Beili to rush in regardless of danger.

"I can't lose you!" Beili hugged him tightly, as if wanting to merge him into her body.

Feeling Beili's body temperature and smelling her familiar fragrance, Xiao Bei felt a warm current in his heart.

He hugged Beili tightly back, feeling her love, as if a powerful force was injected into his body.

He raised his head and looked at Beili's tearful face.

"I won't lose." Xiao Bei whispered in her ear, his tone full of strength.

The figure in the black fog seemed to be enraged by this scene and let out an angry roar.

"Unbelievable!"

The black fog rolled like a raging wave, and an even more powerful force pressed towards Xiao Bei and Bei Li.

Xiao Bei protected Bei Li behind him, and the long sword in his hand shone brightly with golden light, pointing directly at the black fog.

"Come on!" His eyes were firm and fearless.

The figure in the black mist let out a sinister laugh: "Then let you be buried together!"

A black light shot out from the black fog and headed straight for Xiao Bei...

"Stop!" A voice came from outside the bloody space, with supreme majesty.

The blood-colored space shook violently, and the golden light around Xiao Bei surged, like a dazzling sun, instantly swallowing up the approaching black light.

He swung his sword back, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, tearing through the space and heading straight for the figure in the black fog.

"You are overestimating yourself!" A cold snort came from the black fog, and a black barrier formed instantly, blocking Xiao Bei's attack.

The two forces collided, making a deafening roar, and the space cracked into countless cracks like a broken mirror.

The smell of blood became stronger, almost solid, and nauseating.

The people from the Immortal Realm who were watching the battle only felt a strong gust of wind blowing in their faces, making their clothes rustle.

They looked at the space that was constantly breaking and reorganizing in horror, their hearts filled with awe and uneasiness.

"Xiao Bei..." Bei Li held Xiao Bei's hand tightly, feeling the warmth and strength of his palm, with infinite worry and love surging in her heart.

Xiao Beihui held her hand and gave her a firm look.

Their eyes met in the chaotic space, and without words, they understood each other's intentions.

Xiao Bei's figure was as fast as lightning, and the long sword in his hand turned into thousands of phantoms. Every time he swung it, it carried the power to destroy the world.

The figure in the black fog was not to be outdone. The black energy rolled like a tide, constantly colliding with the golden sword energy, bursting out with dazzling light.

The sound of space shattering and energy colliding intertwined into a fierce battle song, echoing in the blood-red space.

Xiao Bei felt that the immortal power in his body was like a rushing river, gushing out continuously. His attacks became more and more fierce, and his speed became faster and faster, as if he had merged with the heaven and earth.

The figure in the black fog gradually lost the upper hand. It let out an angry roar, and the black fog suddenly shrank and condensed into a huge black sphere, emitting a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Go to hell!" A roar came from the black fog, and a black sphere fell towards Xiao Bei like a meteorite.

Xiao Bei's eyes flashed, he knew that this was the opponent's last and strongest attack.

He took a deep breath and concentrated all the immortal power in his body on the tip of the sword. The golden light shone like a small sun.

"Beili, believe me." Xiao Bei whispered in her ear, his voice firm and gentle.

Beili hugged him tightly, feeling the rise and fall of his chest, tears silently sliding down her face.

"I believe you."

Xiao Bei suddenly turned around, protecting Bei Li behind him, and raised the long sword high in his hand. Golden light shot up into the sky and collided fiercely with the black sphere...

"Do you think you can win like this?" A weak voice came from the black fog, with a hint of crazy laughter...

The moment the golden light and the black light met, the heaven and earth seemed to stand still.

Immediately afterwards, there was a deafening roar and the dazzling light made it impossible for everyone to open their eyes.

When the light faded, everyone could see the scene clearly: the black fog had dissipated completely, leaving only bits of black stardust floating in the air, like fireflies flickering in the night sky.

Xiao Bei stood still, the long sword in his hand radiating a restrained light, yet exuding an awe-inspiring pressure.

He slowly turned around and looked at Bei Li behind him, with a gentle arc on the corner of his mouth: "It's okay."

Bei Li rushed forward and hugged Xiao Bei tightly, tears streaming down her face, but with a joyful smile: "You won! You really won!"

The people in the surrounding immortal world burst into thunderous cheers, which were as deafening as the roar of mountains and the sea.

"Xiao Bei! Xiao Bei! Xiao Bei!" Their voices were full of awe and admiration, as if they were welcoming a triumphant hero.

Colorful rays of light descended from the sky like flowers scattered by a fairy, enveloping Xiao Bei and Bei Li in it, which was magnificent.

The petals fell, bringing with them a refreshing fragrance, landing on them like elves of blessing.

Xiao Bei was bathed in the cheers of the crowd, feeling the joy of victory, but suddenly felt something strange.

He looked up at the sky. In the azure sky, a wisp of black mist flashed by, so fast that it was almost imperceptible.

He was startled. The black fog was very similar to the aura emitted by the figure in the black fog before, but it was purer and more powerful.

This breath made him feel a sense of inexplicable unease, as if there was a giant python hidden beneath the calm surface of the lake, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

"Xiao Bei, what's wrong with you?" Bei Li noticed his abnormality and asked with concern.

Xiao Bei retracted his gaze, looked at Bei Li, and smiled slightly:

"It's okay, let's go back."

However, he unconsciously tightened his grip on Beili's hand.

"But……"

He looked into the distance, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

"I always feel..."

"What do you think?"

Xiao Bei did not answer, but turned to look at the defender and the little water spirit, and said in a low voice:

"We seem to have overlooked something..."