Dapeng's Time Travel Life

Lin Wan'er's blood dripped onto the crystal ball, and instantly, the entire ruins trembled violently, radiating light so bright it was blinding. A powerful force surged forth from the crystal ball, like an invisible storm, sweeping across the entire valley. Zhang Peng and his soldiers gripped their weapons tightly, struggling to maintain their footing under the impact of this force.

"Miss Lin, how are you?" Zhang Peng shouted loudly in the light, trying to find Lin Wan'er's figure.

"I'm fine! General, get ready, this power is about to erupt!" Lin Wan'er's voice came, tinged with fatigue but full of determination.

As the light intensified, the runes on the crystal ball began to slowly rotate, emanating a mysterious aura. Zhang Peng felt the power within his body surging, creating a strange resonance with the power of the crystal ball. A thought struck him, realizing that this might be the key to defeating the foreign forces.

Suddenly, a beam of multicolored light shot into the sky from the crystal ball. Wherever the light touched, the weather changed, and the once clear sky was instantly shrouded in dark clouds, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring. Immediately afterward, countless beams of light shot out from the ruins, transforming into sharp blades that flew towards the foreign soldiers outside the valley.

"Ah!" The foreign soldiers screamed in agony as they fell to the ground under the onslaught of light. Their formation crumbled, and the soldiers scattered in all directions, trying to escape the sudden attack.

"General, we've succeeded!" Li Ming shouted excitedly.

Zhang Peng remained vigilant, knowing things wouldn't be so simple. Sure enough, just as the foreign troops were retreating in disarray, a figure slowly rose from the enemy ranks. It was an old man, dressed in a black robe, with white hair and a wrinkle-free face, his eyes revealing endless vicissitudes and profound depth.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to be able to activate the power of the ruins. However, this is far from enough!" the old man said coldly, his voice echoing in the valley as if it came from the deepest hell.

Zhang Peng was startled. He sensed the powerful aura emanating from the old man, indicating he was no ordinary person. "Who are you? Why are you helping foreign forces?"

The old man sneered, "Who I am is not important. What is important is that I am determined to obtain the power of this ruin!" With that, he quickly formed hand seals, and a black mist surged from his hands, spreading towards the ruin.

Wherever the black mist reached, light was instantly swallowed up, and the power of the crystal ball seemed to be affected as well, its light beginning to dim. Seeing this, Zhang Peng was extremely anxious. He immediately mobilized the power within his body and rushed towards the old man.

"Trying to stop me? You're not qualified!" The old man flicked his sleeve, and a powerful force sent Zhang Peng flying. Zhang Peng arced through the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

"General!" Lin Wan'er and the soldiers rushed over and helped Zhang Peng up.

Zhang Peng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and struggled to his feet: "We can't let him succeed! Everyone, let's attack together! No matter what, we must protect the ruins!"

Just as everyone was about to rush towards the old man again, Lin Wan'er suddenly noticed a subtle change in the crystal ball. She carefully observed it and discovered that the frequency of the light from one of the runes was different from before. A thought struck her; she recalled the records in her family's ancient texts—perhaps this was the key to breaking the old man's black mist.

"General, I have an idea!" Lin Wan'er said excitedly. "This rune is related to an ancient defensive formation. We can use it to resist the old man's attack."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Peng immediately followed Lin Wan'er's instructions and, together with the soldiers, channeled their power into the crystal ball. As their power was poured in, the runes on the crystal ball shone brightly, and a transparent barrier slowly rose, enveloping the ruins within.

The black mist crashed against the barrier, producing booming sounds, but it couldn't break through. Seeing this, the old man's expression changed slightly: "Hmph, interesting. However, this is only temporary. I'll see how long you can hold out!"

Having said that, the old man increased his power output, the black mist grew thicker, and cracks began to appear in the barrier. Zhang Peng and his soldiers gritted their teeth and desperately held on, knowing that once the barrier was breached, all their efforts would be in vain.

Just as the barrier was about to shatter, Zhang Peng suddenly felt an unprecedented power awaken within him. This power was strong and mysterious, as if it came from the depths of the universe. Without hesitation, he mobilized this power and poured it into the barrier.

In an instant, the barrier shone brightly, not only blocking the attack of the black mist but also reflecting it back. The old man was struck by his own power, his face turning pale and his body swaying.

"What...what kind of power is this?" The old man looked at Zhang Peng in horror, his eyes filled with doubt and fear.

Zhang Peng didn't answer. He had only one belief in his heart: to protect the ruins and this land. And this awakened power seemed to be guiding him towards a more mysterious future, a future closely connected to the world of cultivation.