Dapeng's Time Travel Life

Chapter 253 Linggu Attacked, Mysterious Helper

The night was as dark as ink. Zhang Peng hadn't slept a wink in the cave, his mind completely absorbed in restoring his spiritual energy and reviewing the battle. As the first rays of sunlight pierced through the mist and fell upon the cave entrance, he slowly opened his eyes. A clear light flashed in them. After a night of cultivation, his spiritual energy had been largely restored, and he was in peak condition.

After tidying up, Zhang Peng left the cave and continued his journey through the misty forest. He knew that deeper within this forest might lie even more opportunities to help him improve his strength and mental state. Along the way, he used his "Insightful Eyes" to keenly perceive the movements around him, remaining vigilant against any potential dangers.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Zhang Peng suddenly smelled a refreshing fragrance of spiritual plants. Following the scent, he discovered a hidden spiritual valley. Various rare spiritual plants grew in the valley, each radiating a soft light, filled with spiritual energy, resembling a fairyland. Zhang Peng was overjoyed; these spiritual plants were not only precious, but some also had a significant auxiliary effect on cultivation.

He cautiously entered the spirit valley, intending to pick some spiritual plants. However, the moment he stepped into the valley, he suddenly felt a powerful aura surging from all directions. Startled, he immediately circulated his spiritual energy and went into a state of alert. A group of mysterious figures dressed in black robes slowly appeared from all around the spirit valley, surrounding him completely.

"Hmph, brat, how dare you trespass into our Spirit Valley! You're courting death!" the leader of the black-robed men said coldly, his voice carrying a chill.

Zhang Peng glanced around, silently assessing the strength of his opponents. These black-robed men possessed considerable auras and coordinated perfectly, clearly well-trained. He knew he was in for a tough battle, but he showed no fear. A confident smile played on his lips: "You want my life? You're not qualified!"

Having said that, Zhang Peng unleashed the Chaos Spirit Technique, his five-colored spiritual energy flowing around him, forming an indestructible shield. Seeing this, the black-robed men unleashed their respective spells—black flames, ice spikes, and poisonous mist—aggressively attacking Zhang Peng. Zhang Peng flashed, using the "Phantom Step" to weave freely through the magical attacks, simultaneously searching for an opportunity to counterattack.

He seized an opportunity and unleashed the "Chaos Sky-Shattering Fist," striking the nearest black-robed figure. The black-robed man hastily cast a defensive spell, and a black light barrier instantly rose. However, Zhang Peng's attack was too powerful; the multicolored light pierced through the black light barrier and struck the black-robed man. The black-robed man let out a scream, his body flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

Seeing this, the other men in black robes intensified their attacks. Zhang Peng dodged left and right through the crowd. Although he was temporarily holding his own thanks to his powerful strength and exquisite movements, the sheer number of men in black robes was overwhelming, and his spiritual energy was being depleted more and more rapidly, gradually making him feel somewhat strained.

Just as Zhang Peng was in trouble, suddenly, a golden light shot down from the sky, streaking across like lightning. Within the light, a figure slowly descended—a cultivator dressed in a golden robe. The cultivator held a golden longsword, its blade gleaming with dazzling light and radiating a powerful aura.

"Stop!" the cultivator shouted, his voice booming throughout the entire Spirit Valley. Hearing this, the black-robed figures ceased their attacks and turned to look at the cultivator.

"Who are you? How dare you interfere in our affairs!" The leader of the black-robed men asked coldly, his face grim.

The cultivator ignored the black-robed man's question and turned to look at Zhang Peng, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes: "Young friend, are you alright?"

Zhang Peng looked at the cultivator in front of him, his heart filled with doubt, but he still shook his head: "Thank you for your help, I am fine."

The cultivator nodded slightly, then turned to the black-robed men: "You wicked villains, committing evil deeds here! Today I will not let you go!" With that, he unleashed a powerful spell, and golden light instantly enveloped the entire spirit valley. Seeing this, the black-robed men exerted all their strength to resist, but their resistance was utterly futile against the cultivator's overwhelming power.

A moment later, the men in black robes collapsed to the ground, incapacitated. The cultivator withdrew his spell and turned to Zhang Peng: "Young friend, we are destined to meet. I see you have extraordinary talent and are sure to achieve great things in the future. You may freely pick the spiritual plants in this valley; consider it a small gift from me."

Zhang Peng was extremely grateful. He quickly bowed and thanked him, saying, "Thank you very much, senior. May I ask your honorable name?"

The cultivator smiled slightly: "I am Venerable Golden Light. Today's events were purely accidental. Continue your training, and I hope we will meet again in the future." After saying this, Venerable Golden Light transformed into a beam of golden light and disappeared into the horizon.

Zhang Peng gazed at the direction where the golden light had vanished, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He knew that although the world of cultivation was fraught with danger, it was not without kind and righteous people. He composed himself and began gathering spiritual plants in the spirit valley, which would become a vital aid in enhancing his strength.