Dapeng's Time Travel Life

The power of the seventh heavenly lightning bolt was gradually weakened under the combined resistance of Zhang Peng and the power of heaven and earth. However, within the tribulation clouds, the eighth heavenly lightning bolt had already begun to condense. This bolt of lightning condensed extremely quickly, taking shape in the blink of an eye, and its aura seemed to overturn the order of the entire universe. It was no longer a simple oppression of power; it also contained a kind of awe-inspiring power over the soul, causing even the cultivators watching from a great distance to tremble in their hearts and feel a chill run through the depths of their souls.

A hint of solemnity flashed in Zhang Peng's eyes. He knew all too well that the power of this eighth heavenly lightning bolt would far exceed his expectations. Although he had now integrated new power and drawn upon the power of heaven and earth for assistance, he dared not slacken in the slightest in the face of such a formidable calamity. His consciousness deeply merged with the power of the stars, mysterious forces, and his newly awakened power within his body, attempting to explore the deeper connections between these forces in order to unleash their maximum power.

During this process, Zhang Peng felt as if he were in a mysterious world. The power of the stars transformed into countless stars in the vast universe, the mysterious power was like a mysterious energy flow traveling between stars, and the newly awakened power was like the cornerstone of the universe, supporting the operation of everything. He kept trying to combine these three powers in different ways, and each attempt was accompanied by a throbbing in his soul, as if he were conversing with the laws of the universe.

Finally, in a moment of profound reflection, Zhang Peng found the perfect point of convergence for these three powers. His consciousness instantly returned to reality, a dazzling light flashed in his eyes, and without hesitation, he unleashed the ultimate power of the fusion—"The Power of the Mysterious Universe Ruler of the Stars."

A dazzling light erupted from Zhang Peng's body, like the dawn after the Big Bang, illuminating the entire dark cloud of calamity. Within the light, a massive energy shield slowly emerged, its surface shimmering with stars and flowing with mysterious runes, as if the secrets of the universe were etched into it.

"Boom!" The eighth bolt of heavenly lightning, carrying a world-destroying force, slammed heavily into Zhang Peng's shield. The energy fluctuations generated by this collision had surpassed the comprehension of mortals. The surrounding space seemed to be wantonly kneaded by an invisible hand, creating countless distorted black holes, and the order of time and space was completely disrupted at this moment.

Inside the shield, Zhang Peng endured unprecedented pressure. His body felt as if countless steel needles were piercing him simultaneously, every inch of his skin bearing immense force. His bones cracked and popped, as if they might break at any moment, but his gaze remained steadfast and unwavering.

He held only one belief in his heart: to return to Earth. This belief was like a lighthouse in the darkness, guiding him forward and giving him endless strength. He continuously mobilized the power within his body, pouring the power of the stars, mysterious power, and the newly awakened power of the universe's dominance into the shield, engaging in a breathtaking battle with the eighth heavenly lightning.

Outside, the cultivators watching the ceremony were stunned by the sight before them. They had never witnessed such a powerful clash of forces; it seemed as if the entire world was teetering on the brink of collapse in this calamity. Li Yifeng's eyes widened, filled with shock and admiration. His body trembled slightly, a sign of being overwhelmed by the immense power. "Senior Zhang Peng, you're too powerful..." he murmured to himself, his voice filled with awe.

The Star Sect Master, Lin Xingchen, wore an unprecedentedly solemn expression. As a top expert in the cultivation world, he knew all too well that the power of this eighth heavenly lightning bolt was enough to destroy a small world. He silently prayed for Zhang Peng, hoping he could successfully overcome this tribulation. "Fellow Daoist Zhang Peng, you must succeed..." he murmured repeatedly in his heart.

Valley Master Su Miao of Baicao Valley gripped the jade bottle tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white from the force. His eyes were filled with anxiety and worry, yet he was powerless to help. He could only watch helplessly as Zhang Peng struggled to withstand the attacks of the heavenly lightning, silently cheering him on in his heart.

In this fierce confrontation, Zhang Peng's shield, though enduring immense pressure, remained unbroken. The power of the eighth heavenly lightning bolt gradually weakened under his tenacious resistance. Finally, with a deafening roar, the power of the eighth heavenly lightning bolt completely dissipated, and the tribulation clouds in the sky showed signs of loosening…