Dapeng's Time Travel Life

Chapter 263 A Reversal of Fortune Finally Unravels the Conspiracy

The light raged, and the altar teetered on the brink of collapse under the impact of the chaotic power, cracks spreading rapidly like a spider web. The black-robed figures watched in horror at the scene before them; some tried to rush forward to repair the altar, but were blasted away by the remaining chaotic power.

Although Zhang Peng successfully dealt a severe blow to the black-robed elder, the full-force attack had also greatly depleted his spiritual energy, causing his body to tremble slightly. He knew that he had not yet completely stopped the mysterious force's conspiracy, and as long as the altar remained intact, the Dark Demon God was still at risk of being released.

Just as he was preparing to gather his spiritual power again to completely destroy the altar, the remaining black-robed figures frantically surrounded him. Their eyes flashed with madness and determination, clearly intending to make a final stand. These black-robed figures unleashed various bizarre spells—black flames, poisonous mist, and ice shards—attacking Zhang Peng from all directions.

Zhang Peng, struggling with his exhaustion, circulated the Chaos Spirit Technique, forming a spiritual energy shield around himself. However, this time, the shield seemed somewhat powerless under the attack of numerous spells; ripples constantly appeared on its surface, and more and more cracks appeared.

"I can't give up like this!" Zhang Peng roared inwardly. He gritted his teeth, trying to find a way out of his predicament. Just then, he suddenly felt a faint power surging within him. It was a chaotic power that he had not yet fully mastered when cultivating the "Chaos Spirit Scripture".

A thought struck Zhang Peng, and he decided to take the risk. He concentrated his mind, guiding this power to merge with the remaining spiritual energy within his body. In an instant, a completely new power erupted within him, purer and stronger than the previous chaotic power, carrying an ancient and mysterious aura.

Using this power, Zhang Peng unleashed the "Chaos Boundary-Breaking Fist." A strange light surrounded his fist, seemingly containing the mysteries of endless stars and the universe. He swung his fist fiercely, a punch that pierced through the black-robed figures' magical attacks, striking the one at the very front. The black-robed figure instantly vanished into nothingness, disappearing into the air.

Seeing this, the other men in black robes were terrified, and their attacks became increasingly chaotic. Taking advantage of the situation, Zhang Peng unleashed a set of fluid and graceful fist techniques, each punch containing powerful chaotic energy, and each attack repelling a group of men in black robes.

Under Zhang Peng's fierce attack, the black-robed men's defenses gradually collapsed. They began to flee in all directions, their previous madness and arrogance gone. Zhang Peng gave them no chance to catch their breath, continuing the pursuit and eliminating the remaining black-robed men one by one.

After dealing with the man in black robes, Zhang Peng finally focused all his attention on the altar. Although the altar was now riddled with holes, its core was still shimmering with an eerie light, and dark power was continuously gushing out from it.

Zhang Peng took a deep breath, gathering all the chaotic power within his body. He formed hand seals and chanted incantations, and under his control, the chaotic power formed a massive vortex of spiritual energy. This vortex spun continuously, absorbing the surrounding dark power and enveloping the altar within it.

As the vortex of spiritual energy continued to spin, the light on the altar gradually dimmed, and the dark power was slowly devoured. Finally, with a muffled roar, the altar completely collapsed, turning into countless fragments that scattered into the endless abyss.

Looking at the collapsed altar, Zhang Peng let out a long sigh of relief, his tense nerves finally relaxing. He knew that he had successfully thwarted the mysterious force's conspiracy; the Dark God would not be released again, and the cultivation world was temporarily safe.

However, Zhang Peng did not bask in the joy of victory for long. He knew that although the mysterious force had suffered heavy losses, it might still have residual power. Moreover, he was about to face the Nascent Soul Tribulation, which was also a tremendous test.

He slowly turned around, taking firm steps towards the exit of the endless abyss. He wanted to return to the Qingyun Sect, to be with his family, and in their company, make final preparations for the upcoming Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation.