Dapeng's Time Travel Life

Chapter 251 Fierce Battle in the Ruins: Survival in Desperate Circumstances

Zhang Peng's gaze was fixed on the flickering light on the ghostly monster's chest, his mind racing as he quickly devised a plan. He knew these monsters moved unpredictably and were incredibly fast, making a precise attack on their core extremely difficult. But at this moment, the tremors within the ruins were intensifying, with stones constantly falling from the ceiling. Time was of the essence, and he had little room for hesitation.

Zhang Peng took a deep breath and pushed the Chaos Spirit Technique to its limit. Five-colored spiritual energy surged around him like a raging torrent. He roared and unleashed the "Chaos Sky-Shattering Fist." His right fist, wrapped in five-colored light, shot towards the nearest ghostly monster like a cannonball.

Sensing a deadly threat, the ghostly monster let out a sharp screech, attempting to dodge the fierce attack. However, Zhang Peng's attack was too fast, and with the enhancement of "Spiritual Insight," his attack was even more precise. The multicolored light instantly struck the ghostly monster's chest, and with a muffled thud, the monster's body instantly shattered, turning into a cloud of black smoke that dissipated into the air.

Seeing this, the other ghostly monsters became even more frenzied, lunging at Zhang Peng with bared fangs and claws, their black, chilling aura surging like a tidal wave. Zhang Peng flashed forward, displaying agile movement techniques, weaving freely through the monster horde. He continuously swung his fists, each strike carrying immense power, and several more ghostly monsters were reduced to ashes by his attacks.

However, the sheer number of ghostly monsters was overwhelming, and Zhang Peng gradually felt his strength waning. His spiritual energy was constantly being depleted, and the chilling air had left icy marks on his body. Moreover, as the battle continued, the tremors of the ruins grew stronger, and the entire space was in danger of collapsing at any moment.

"This can't go on any longer, we have to deal with them as soon as possible!" Zhang Peng thought anxiously. Suddenly, an idea struck him. He quickly took a few steps back to increase the distance between himself and the ghost monsters, then rapidly formed hand seals while chanting incantations.

A five-colored vortex of spiritual energy appeared before him, spinning faster and faster, constantly absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy. Zhang Peng poured all his spiritual energy into the vortex, making its light increasingly dazzling and its power ever stronger.

"Go!" Zhang Peng shouted, pushing the vortex of spiritual energy towards the horde of ghostly monsters. The vortex was like a meat grinder, engulfing the ghostly monsters wherever it went, emitting pitiful cries. Under the powerful impact, the ghostly monsters were destroyed one after another, and soon only a handful remained of the horde.

Zhang Peng pressed his advantage, unleashing the ultimate move of the Chaos Spirit Technique to annihilate all the remaining ghostly monsters. With the disappearance of the last monster, the ruins finally returned to peace, with only the gems on the walls still faintly shimmering.

Zhang Peng let out a long sigh of relief. His body was somewhat exhausted, but his eyes shone with determination and joy. Although the battle was difficult, he not only successfully defeated the ghost monster, but also gained a deeper understanding of the Chaos Spiritual Technique during the battle, and his "Spiritual Insight" became more solid.

However, before he could even rest, he heard a deep roar coming from the depths of the ruins, a sound filled with boundless anger and majesty. Zhang Peng's heart skipped a beat; he knew that something even more powerful seemed to be hidden within these ruins.

"It seems this isn't the end." Zhang Peng clenched his fist, channeling his spiritual energy once more, preparing for a new challenge. He cautiously ventured deeper into the ruins, each step filled with vigilance. The surrounding environment grew even more eerie, and the murals on the walls seemed to become even more grotesque, as if foreshadowing the dangers ahead.

As he approached a massive cavern, the roar grew even clearer. A thick, pungent stench of blood permeated the cave. Zhang Peng took a deep breath and slowly stepped inside. The cavern was pitch black. He activated his "Spiritual Eye," attempting to discern the situation within. Suddenly, a pair of enormous red eyes shone in the darkness, like burning lanterns, staring intently at Zhang Peng.