Dapeng's Time Travel Life

The power of the ninth heavenly lightning receded like a tide, and the tribulation clouds quickly dissipated under the sweeping winds, revealing a clear, pristine sky. Sunlight streamed down unhindered, bathing the land, which had endured countless calamities, in a golden glow. Zhang Peng stood there, his clothes tattered, his hair disheveled, his body covered in charred marks left by the ravages of the heavenly lightning, yet his eyes shone brightly, revealing a sense of relief at surviving the ordeal and a hopeful anticipation for the future.

"Success! Senior Zhang Peng has successfully passed the Ascension Tribulation!" Li Yifeng's eyes reddened with excitement as he shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice echoing through the valley, filled with boundless joy and pride. His shout was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples. The surrounding cultivators were initially stunned, then erupted into deafening cheers.

The disciples of the Starry Sky Sect stood in neat rows, waving their Starry Sky banners and shouting Zhang Peng's name, their voices echoing through the sky. "Senior Zhang Peng! Senior Zhang Peng!" Their faces beamed with excitement and joy, as if witnessing the birth of an immortal legend. Tears welled in the eyes of Lin Xingchen, the Sect Master of the Starry Sky Sect. He gazed at the sky, his heart filled with countless emotions. "Fellow Daoist Zhang Peng, congratulations!" he murmured softly, his voice brimming with joy and blessing.

Valley Master Su Miaoshou of Hundred Herbs Valley was also so excited that his hands trembled slightly, the jade bottle in his hands shimmering with a warm light in the sunlight. "Fellow Daoist Zhang Peng, you have finally succeeded!" His voice was choked with emotion, moved by Zhang Peng's perseverance and willpower. Throughout this thrilling tribulation, his heart had been in his throat, but now he could finally relax.

Zhang Peng slowly raised his head, feeling the warm sunlight on his face, his heart filled with emotion. He knew that he had overcome countless hardships and dangers along the way; each bolt of heavenly lightning was like a test of fate, and the slightest carelessness would have resulted in his soul being scattered. But with his unwavering faith and indomitable will, he overcame difficulties time and time again, finally successfully passing the tribulation of ascension.

"I did it..." Zhang Peng murmured to himself, his voice tinged with weariness yet brimming with a sense of accomplishment. He began to mobilize the power within his body; the power of the stars, the mysterious power, and the power of the universe's dominion flowed slowly through him, repairing his damaged body and meridians. His wounds healed at a visible speed, and his breathing gradually returned to stability. In this process, he continuously comprehended the mysteries of these three powers, discovering that they had undergone subtle changes during the tribulation, becoming more integrated and purer.

Suddenly, a multicolored light appeared in the sky, with faint celestial music emanating from it. This light was like a passage to the celestial realm, exuding a mysterious and alluring aura. Zhang Peng knew this was a sign of ascension; he was about to embark on his journey to the celestial realm.

"Senior Zhang Peng, congratulations on your ascension to the Immortal Realm!" Li Yifeng quickly walked up to Zhang Peng, bowed respectfully, his eyes filled with envy and admiration. The surrounding cultivators also gathered around, expressing their blessings and respect to Zhang Peng.

"Thank you all!" Zhang Peng smiled and thanked everyone, his gaze sweeping over each person with gratitude in his heart. He knew that without everyone's support and encouragement, he would have had a hard time persevering through this tribulation.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang Peng, take care on your journey to the Immortal Realm!" Lin Xingchen, the sect master of the Starry Sky Sect, stepped forward, grasped Zhang Peng's hand tightly, and looked at him with concern. "If you have the opportunity, I hope you can return to the cultivation world for a visit."

"Sect Leader Lin, rest assured, I will definitely do it," Zhang Peng nodded and said, his heart filled with reluctance to leave the cultivation world. This was where he grew up, where his friends and memories resided.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang Peng, these are some pills from my Hundred Herbs Valley. Please take them with you in case of emergency." Su Miaoshou, the Valley Master of Hundred Herbs Valley, stepped forward and handed the jade bottle in her hand to Zhang Peng.

"Thank you very much, Valley Master Su!" Zhang Peng accepted the jade bottle, his heart filled with gratitude. He knew that these pills were the culmination of Su Miaoshou's hard work and would be of great help to him.

Zhang Peng looked around at the familiar mountains and rivers, his heart filled with emotion. He took a deep breath and then slowly flew towards the five-colored light. Behind him, the cultivators waved goodbye, their blessings echoing throughout the air.

"Earth, I will definitely return!" Zhang Peng silently vowed in his heart. His figure gradually disappeared into the multicolored light, leaving behind only a legendary story that would circulate throughout the cultivation world...