Seven Mysterious Spaces: My Rise to Power in the Cultivation World

The dark canyon is bottomless.

Thick fog, like a veil, drifted through the valley, obscuring the view and adding to the mystery.

The light mist carried a chilling, damp atmosphere that sent shivers down one's spine.

Zhuang Yu stepped into the valley, his feet slippery with wet moss, and he walked carefully with each step.

The canyon is flanked by steep cliffs and jagged rocks, resembling a giant beast with bared fangs and claws, ready to devour anyone at any moment.

A strange fragrance permeated the air, sometimes strong, sometimes faint, piquing curiosity while carrying a hint of danger.

"Something seems off here," Zhuang Yu muttered to himself, spreading his divine sense to cautiously survey his surroundings.

Suddenly, a loud, arrogant laugh shattered the tranquility of the valley.

"Hahaha, it's like finding a needle in a haystack! Zhuang Yu, I never expected you to deliver yourself right to my doorstep!"

A figure slowly emerged from the thick fog; it was Yang Fei, who had previously clashed with Zhuang Yu at the entrance to the Spirit Realm.

At this moment, he wore a smug smile, his eyes filled with greed and malice.

Beside him, a massive black flame tiger crouched low, letting out a deafening roar. Its scarlet eyes were fixed on Zhuang Yu, and it spewed scorching flames from its mouth.

The Black Flame Tiger was engulfed in black flames, resembling a demonic beast from hell, radiating a suffocating aura.

Upon seeing Yang Fei and Black Flame Tiger, Zhuang Yu frowned slightly, a sense of disgust rising in his heart.

He could tell at a glance that the Black Flame Tiger had been tamed by Yang Fei and had become his henchman.

Yang Fei patted the Black Flame Tiger's head and arrogantly said to Zhuang Yu, "Zhuang Yu..."

"...If you know what's good for you, obediently hand over all the spiritual items you have, and I might consider leaving you a whole corpse!" Yang Fei's greedy eyes swept over Zhuang Yu, as if he could already see those rare spiritual items falling into his own hands.

His hand unconsciously reached for the magical artifact at his waist, and a powerful spiritual pressure emanated from it, creating a suffocating sense of oppression.

Faced with Yang Fei's threat, Zhuang Yu suddenly burst into laughter, "Hahaha, Yang Fei, do you think you can do anything to me with just a beast? You underestimate me!" His laughter echoed in the valley, sounding particularly abrupt and forming a stark contrast with the tense atmosphere around him, further demonstrating his composure at this moment.

"You're courting death!" Enraged, Yang Fei gave the order, and the Black Flame Tiger roared deafeningly, its massive body transforming into a black lightning bolt as it pounced towards Zhuang Yu.

The Black Flame Tiger moved with lightning speed, its sharp claws whistling through the air as it viciously clawed at Zhuang Yu's throat.

Zhuang Yu dodged the Black Flame Tiger's attack with a swift movement.

"Boom!" The Black Flame Tiger's giant claw missed its target and slammed heavily onto the ground, instantly shattering the surrounding rocks, sending debris flying and dust billowing everywhere.

"Haha, overestimating yourself!" Seeing Zhuang Yu's disheveled dodging, Yang Fei revealed a smug smile, as if he could already see Zhuang Yu being trampled under his feet.

The Black Flame Tiger, enraged by its missed attack, let out a deafening roar as black flames raged across its body, seemingly intent on devouring everything around it.

It pounced on Zhuang Yu again, this time with even greater speed and ferocity.

Zhuang Yu dodged and weaved through the narrow valley, creating numerous perilous situations.

Each of Black Flame Tiger's attacks carried a devastating force, causing the surrounding rocks to crumble and the valley to echo with deafening roars.

"Is that all you've got?" Zhuang Yu sneered as he dodged the Black Flame Tiger's attacks, his tone full of disdain.

Yang Fei's expression grew increasingly grim; he hadn't expected Zhuang Yu to be able to withstand the Black Flame Tiger's attacks for so long.

A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes as he thought to himself, "It seems I have no choice but to get serious!"

Just then, Zhuang Yu suddenly stopped. A mysterious smile appeared on his lips as he slowly said, "It's time to show you my true strength..." He reached into his robes...

……

He took out a talisman that shimmered with golden light.

On the talisman, intricate patterns, like golden dragons, were constantly moving, emanating a chilling aura of power.

"What is this?!" Yang Fei was startled, and an ominous premonition surged into his heart.

Zhuang Yu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile.

"This is the 'Heavenly Thunder Talisman,' specially designed to subdue evil spirits!" As soon as he finished speaking, the talisman in his hand burst forth with dazzling light, and a golden lightning bolt shot out from the talisman, striking the Black Flame Tiger directly.

"Roar!" The Black Flame Tiger let out a shrill scream as its massive body was struck by golden lightning, writhing on the ground in agony.

The black flames were extinguished instantly, replaced by a crackling electrical current.

The smile on Yang Fei's face vanished instantly, replaced by unbelievable terror.

He never expected that Zhuang Yu would possess such a powerful magic weapon!

"You...you actually..." Yang Fei pointed at Zhuang Yu, his voice trembling, his eyes filled with fear.

Ignoring Yang Fei's terror, Zhuang Yu walked step by step toward the Black Flame Tiger, his spiritual power surging in his hands, preparing to deliver the final blow.

Seeing Zhuang Yu approach, a hint of fear flashed in the Black Flame Tiger's eyes. It struggled to stand up, but found that its body was paralyzed and it could not move at all.

"It's over," Zhuang Yu said coldly, his spiritual power transforming into a sharp sword aura that pierced straight at the Black Flame Tiger's brow.

"Stop!" Yang Fei roared angrily upon seeing this. He could no longer care about anything else and rushed directly towards Zhuang Yu. The magic weapon in his hand burst out with dazzling light, stirring up the surrounding air.

Despite facing Yang Fei's attack, Zhuang Yu remained calm. He dodged Yang Fei's attack with a flash, and at the same time, the spiritual power in his hands surged again, and golden runes flew out from his body, circling around him.

"A mere trick!" Yang Fei scoffed disdainfully, brandishing his magic weapon once more, unleashing a series of sharp attacks towards Zhuang Yu.

Zhuang Yu responded calmly, his figure moving like a ghost, weaving through Yang Fei's attacks, accurately dodging each one. At the same time, the runes in his hand kept flying out, attacking Yang Fei.

"What kind of technique is this?" Yang Fei was shocked. He found that he could not catch Zhuang Yu's figure, and the golden runes also posed a great threat to him.

Zhuang Yu's lips curled slightly upward, revealing a mysterious smile. "This is..."

"...Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Technique!" As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuang Yu's body shone with golden light, like a god descending to earth, majestic and awe-inspiring.

He rapidly formed hand seals and chanted incantations. Golden runes swirled and danced around him, eventually converging into a massive golden bolt of lightning that slashed fiercely towards Yang Fei.

With a deafening roar, golden lightning, like a roaring dragon, instantly engulfed Yang Fei.

Yang Fei screamed in agony as he was struck by lightning and sent flying several meters away, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting out blood and barely breathing.

He stared at Zhuang Yu in horror, his eyes filled with fear and despair.

Seeing its master defeated, the Black Flame Tiger trembled with fear, dared not move, and lay prostrate on the ground, emitting low whimpers.

Its once fierce eyes were now filled with fear, and it no longer dared to look at Zhuang Yu.

Zhuang Yu slowly walked up to Yang Fei, looking down at him with a cold glint in his eyes.

"Tell me, where did the spirit on your body come from?"

Yang Fei stared at Zhuang Yu in horror, and said tremblingly, "I...I found it in a cave..."

A glint of light flashed in Zhuang Yu's eyes. He couldn't wait to find that cave and obtain more spiritual items.

The deep valley seemed to hide even more unknown secrets, and a mysterious aura permeated the air, piquing his curiosity.

But he knew all too well that the world of cultivation was fraught with danger, and the more mysterious a place was, the more likely it was to hide deadly perils.

He must be careful to survive in this cruel world.

"Take me there!" Zhuang Yu said coldly, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Yang Fei dared not resist and could only obediently lead Zhuang Yu toward the cave.

As they ventured deeper, the fog in the valley thickened, and the surrounding scenery became increasingly blurred.

A chilling aura emanated from the depths, sending shivers down one's spine.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Yang Fei pointed to a dark cave entrance ahead and said in a trembling voice, "It's...it's here..."

Zhuang Yu stared at the gloomy and terrifying cave, a hint of anticipation mixed with a touch of wariness in his eyes.

He took a deep breath and strode towards the cave...

"Wait!" Zhuang Yu suddenly stopped and turned around sharply, his eyes fixed intently on the thick fog behind him...