Dapeng's Time Travel Life

Zhang Peng crashed heavily to the ground, the dust he kicked up instantly engulfing his figure. A deathly silence fell over the surroundings, broken only by the rumbling of the churning clouds and the deafening roar of lightning. Li Yifeng's eyes widened, his eyes reddening, and his voice trembled as he cried out, "Senior Zhang Peng!" His legs bent slightly, as if he were ready to rush forward at any moment, but was stopped by the Star Sect elder beside him. "Don't be impulsive. Going there now will only ruin things," the elder's voice was low and anxious, his gaze fixed on the cloud of dust, equally filled with worry.

Lin Xingchen, the sect leader of the Starry Sky Sect, frowned deeply. His hands were clenched into fists inside his sleeves, his knuckles turning white from the force. "Fellow Daoist Zhang Peng, you must hold on!" he kept repeating to himself. As a sect leader in the cultivation world, he had witnessed the rise and fall of countless powerful figures, but at this moment, his heart was filled with unprecedented tension and anticipation.

Valley Master Su Miaoshou of Hundred Herbs Valley stared anxiously at the dust-filled area. The jade bottle in his hand was soaked with sweat, and the runes on its surface shimmered in the dim light. "This pill might save Fellow Daoist Zhang Peng's life, but how can I get it there?" His mind raced, searching for every possible solution.

At this moment, Zhang Peng struggled to move his fingers amidst the dust. His body felt as if it were pierced by countless steel needles, every muscle and bone groaning in agony. The power of the stars flickered within him like a dying candle, and his mysterious strength dwindled to almost nothing. Yet, his eyes remained bright, radiating an indomitable light.

"I can't just fall like this, the Earth is waiting for me to go back," Zhang Peng shouted in his heart. He mustered the last bit of strength in his body and tried to stand up. However, the excruciating pain in his body made his movements slow and difficult.

The tribulation clouds in the sky grew increasingly violent, and the sixth bolt of heavenly lightning slowly condensed deep within them. This bolt was no longer a simple purple, but a mixture of black and gold, emanating a chilling aura. Its power caused cracks to appear in the surrounding space, as if the entire world was about to be torn apart.

Zhang Peng sensed this powerful force, and a strong will to survive surged within him. He concentrated his mind, attempting to once again gather the power of the stars and the mysterious energy. However, his meridians were severely damaged, making the flow of power extremely difficult. Each attempt to mobilize his power was accompanied by excruciating pain, but he gritted his teeth and refused to give up.

"Senior Zhang Peng is still alive!" Li Yifeng suddenly shouted excitedly. Everyone's eyes focused on Zhang Peng, who was slowly rising from the dust. His clothes were tattered and stained with blood, and his hair was disheveled and scattered on his face, but his posture was still upright, like an unyielding mountain.

Zhang Peng took a deep breath, and with his efforts, the power of the stars and the mysterious force finally reunited within his body. Although the power was weak, he knew it was his only hope against the sixth heavenly lightning. He unleashed the "Starry Mystic Guardian Light - Remnant Soul Version," and a faint, multicolored light shone before him, forming a small shield.

"Boom!" The sixth bolt of heavenly lightning, like a giant star, crashed down on Zhang Peng with boundless destructive power. Under the impact of the lightning, Zhang Peng's shield instantly became shaky and flickered. His body trembled continuously under the impact of the lightning, his legs gradually bent, and two deep footprints appeared on the ground.

"Hold on, you have to hold on!" Li Yifeng shouted frantically in his heart, his voice hoarse with excitement. The surrounding cultivators also held their breath, clenched their hands, and silently prayed for Zhang Peng.

Faced with the powerful heavenly lightning, Zhang Peng's shield finally shattered. The power of the lightning surged like a tidal wave, engulfing him. His body was blasted away by the lightning, tracing a long arc in the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

"No!" Li Yifeng rushed out without hesitation, tears welling in his eyes. However, just as he was about to reach Zhang Peng, a beam of light shone from Zhang Peng, enveloping him...