Dapeng's Time Travel Life

Within the Spirit Abyss, the battle between Zhang Peng and the black-robed elder reached its climax. The surrounding rocks shattered under the impact of the powerful spiritual energy, turning into dust that floated in mid-air and was then drawn into the vortex of the two men's spiritual energy, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

The old man in black robes no longer had the ease and smugness he had shown before; instead, his face was filled with solemnity and shock. He had never expected that Zhang Peng, a mere mortal, could wield that mysterious power within him so skillfully in such a short time, fighting him to a standstill.

"Boy, what is your background? Why do you possess such strange power?" The black-robed elder asked sternly while parrying Zhang Peng's attacks.

Zhang Peng sneered, offering no reply. He knew that every ounce of strength was precious at this moment, and he couldn't afford to waste it on pointless words. He concentrated all his spiritual energy into his spear, the tip shimmering with multicolored light, like a rising sun about to break through the dawn, radiating an awe-inspiring power.

"You old thief, prepare to die!" Zhang Peng roared, taking a sudden step forward. His spear, like a dragon emerging from the sea, thrust straight at the black-robed old man's chest. This thrust contained all his strength and determination; the air seemed to be torn apart by the spear, emitting a hissing sound.

The old man in black robes paled. He dared not take the spear head-on and quickly dodged to the side. However, Zhang Peng's attack did not end there. He took advantage of the situation and spun the spear, the butt of which, like a black lightning bolt, lashed out at the old man in black robes' back.

"Bang!" The old man in black robes was unable to dodge in time and was struck by the butt of the spear. He was thrown forward several meters and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Hmph, with such meager skills, you dare to covet the power of the ruins?" Zhang Peng said coldly, looking at the disheveled old man in black robes.

The old man in black robes wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes: "Boy, don't be too smug!" With that, he rapidly formed hand seals and chanted incantations. In an instant, the dark power within the Spirit Abyss gathered once more, surging towards his body.

Zhang Peng was startled. He sensed that the black-robed elder was gathering an extremely powerful force, a force that made even him feel a chill. He dared not be careless in the slightest and immediately mobilized the mysterious power within his body, preparing to meet the black-robed elder's final attack.

"Die!" the black-robed elder roared, forcefully shoving the dark power in his hand towards Zhang Peng. A black beam of light, like a shooting star, rushed towards Zhang Peng with an aura of annihilation.

Zhang Peng gritted his teeth, maximizing his spiritual energy shield, and thrust his spear forward in an attempt to block the dark power. However, the black pillar of light was too powerful; the spiritual energy shield shattered like glass the moment it touched the pillar, and the spear was knocked out of his hand.

Zhang Peng was struck by the black beam of light and flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the stone wall of Lingyuan. He spat out mouthfuls of blood, his body slumped limply to the ground.

"General!" Li Ming and the others heard a loud noise outside the Spirit Abyss and were extremely anxious. They wanted to return to the Spirit Abyss to help Zhang Peng, but the entrance to the Spirit Abyss was currently blocked by a powerful force, making it impossible to enter.

"What should we do? The general is still inside. We can't just stand by and watch something happen to him!" Li Ming paced anxiously back and forth at the entrance of Lingyuan.

Lin Wan'er looked at the entrance to the Spirit Abyss, her eyes filled with worry and self-blame: "It's all my fault, if it weren't for my sister..."

Lin Shuang leaned against the stone wall, her face pale, her heart filled with remorse. "Little sister, I'm sorry, it was my fault that the general was harmed."

Just as everyone was extremely anxious, a violent tremor suddenly came from the Spirit Abyss. Immediately afterwards, a five-colored light shot into the sky, dispelling the dark power at the entrance of the Spirit Abyss.

"It's the general's power!" Li Ming exclaimed in surprise.

Everyone stared intently as Zhang Peng slowly rose from the Spirit Abyss, his body radiating multicolored light, as if enveloped in a mysterious halo. His gaze was firm and confident, like a phoenix reborn from the ashes.

"What... what's going on?" The old man in black robes looked at Zhang Peng in horror. He couldn't believe that Zhang Peng could still survive such a powerful attack, and that his strength seemed to have increased even further.

Ignoring the black-robed elder's shock, Zhang Peng slowly raised his hand, and a powerful force gathered in it. This force not only contained the mysterious power within his body but also fused with the rich spiritual energy of the Spirit Abyss and his unwavering belief in protecting this land.

"Old thief, your death is near!" Zhang Peng roared, forcefully shoving his power towards the black-robed elder. A five-colored beam of light, like a sharp sword, instantly pierced through the elder's body.

The old man in black robes stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief. His body slowly collapsed, turning into a pile of ashes that dissipated in the wind.

Zhang Peng looked at the spot where the black-robed elder had disappeared and let out a long sigh of relief. He knew the battle was finally over, but his destiny seemed to have just begun. With the death of the black-robed elder, the mysterious power within the Spirit Abyss seemed to be fully activated, and a beam of light descended from the sky, enveloping Zhang Peng. He felt a wondrous change taking place in his body, and this change might lead him to a completely new world—the world of cultivation.