Dapeng's Time Travel Life

Chapter 469 The Undercurrents and Mysterious Clues of Lingxiao Pavilion

Back at Lingxiao Pavilion, Zhang Peng and his companions fell into deep thought. The black sphere that had exploded when the black-robed man fled still emitted strange fluctuations of dark spiritual energy, as if a hidden force was resisting their analysis. Zhang Peng closed his eyes tightly, channeling all his power into the Chaos Laws, trying to unravel its mysteries. Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, soaking his clothes.

Murong Yu paced back and forth, the Chaos Breeze Sword in his hand trembling slightly and emitting a low hum. "What exactly are these black-robed men looking for? Why are they so persistent?" He frowned, his eyes filled with anxiety and doubt.

Liu Ruoli gently stroked her jade flute, trying to detect any anomalies in the surrounding spiritual energy through the sound waves. However, the flute's sound was interfered with by an inexplicable force, causing the tone to become disordered. "This power seems to be different from the Shadow Laws we encountered before; it's more mysterious and more powerful." She frowned slightly, her expression grave.

In his search for clues, Zhang Peng decided to peruse the ancient books of Lingxiao Pavilion once more. Inside the library, mountains of ancient books exuded an aura of antiquity. He examined each one meticulously, leaving no detail overlooked. Murong Yu and Liu Ruoli joined him, and the three of them traversed the vast sea of ​​texts.

For three days straight, they worked tirelessly, neglecting sleep and meals. Just as Zhang Peng felt exhausted and desperate, a yellowed ancient book caught his attention. The cover of the book was engraved with strange symbols, unlike any script he had encountered before. He carefully opened it, and a sense of antiquity wafted out.

Ancient texts record a legend: In the distant past, the cultivation world suffered a cataclysmic disaster. A mysterious and powerful being stepped forward and sealed the source of the disaster in a mysterious place, leaving behind three keys. Only by collecting all three keys can the seal be broken, and once opened, the power within will overturn the entire cultivation world.

"Could it be that the man in black robes is looking for these three keys?" Zhang Peng was startled and quickly called over Murong Yu and Liu Ruoli.

The three sat together, carefully studying the contents of the ancient book. Murong Yu pointed to a passage and said, "It mentions here that the first key is hidden in a forgotten ancient tomb, located in an extremely cold place, protected by powerful restrictions."

Liu Ruoli continued, "The second key is in a mysterious forest, a forest filled with mist and unknown dangers, which only those with a righteous heart can find."

The third key is not clearly recorded in ancient books. It is only said that it is related to a mysterious cultivator who has long since disappeared into the long river of history, leaving only some vague legends.

"It seems we need to go to the frigid lands to find the first key," Zhang Peng said.

The three prepared their supplies and left Lingxiao Pavilion, flying towards the frigid lands. Along the way, the wind howled, and the temperature plummeted. When they arrived at the frigid lands, they were met with a world of ice and snow, with fierce winds whipping up blizzards that made it impossible to open their eyes.

Zhang Peng channeled the chaotic law power of his late-stage Nascent Soul realm, forming a shield in front of him to resist the bitter cold. Murong Yu and Liu Ruoli also unleashed their respective spells, following closely behind.

They trudged across the icy plain when suddenly, a massive ice wall appeared ahead, covered in strange runes. Zhang Peng stepped forward and examined the runes closely, discovering that they were remarkably similar to the restrictive runes recorded in ancient texts.

He concentrated his mind and used the power of the Chaos Laws to try to break the restriction. As the power of the Chaos Laws was injected, the runes flickered, and the ice wall began to tremble slightly.

Just then, countless ice spikes suddenly shot out from the ice wall, raining down on them. Zhang Peng unleashed the "Chaotic Law Cage," protecting the three of them within. The ice spikes struck the cage, producing a crisp sound, and the cage's light flickered erratically.

Murong Yu wielded the Chaos Breeze Sword, slicing through the approaching ice spikes one by one. Liu Ruoli played the "Sonic Chaos Impact," the sound waves transforming into sharp blades that impacted the ice wall, attempting to weaken the power of the restriction.

Under the combined attack of the three, the ice wall's restrictions were gradually weakened. Zhang Peng increased the output of the Chaos Law power, and with a loud bang, the ice wall collapsed, revealing the ancient tomb behind it.

The tomb's doors were tightly shut, with a huge skull carved on them. The skull's eyes gleamed with an eerie green light, exuding a sinister aura.

Zhang Peng took a deep breath, stepped forward, and prepared to push open the door. However, the moment his hand touched the door, a powerful force sent him flying.

“This gate is guarded by a powerful force; we must find a way to break through it,” Zhang Peng said, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The three carefully observed the ancient tomb, trying to find a way to break the seal on the gate. Suddenly, Liu Ruoli noticed a small groove next to the gate, the shape of which resembled the outline of a key described in ancient books.

"Could this be where the first key was placed?" Liu Ruoli asked.

Zhang Peng pondered for a moment, then took out the mysterious bead he had obtained in the ruins from his storage ring. He placed the bead into the groove, and the bead fit perfectly into the groove.

In an instant, the eyes of the skull on the door shone brightly, the door slowly opened, and an old and eerie aura rushed out...