Dapeng's Time Travel Life

Chapter 136 The Mysterious Truth of the Misty Valley

A sinister laugh echoed through the misty valley, like a chilling wind creeping up everyone's spines. Zhang Peng and the others quickly gripped their weapons, warily scanning their surroundings, trying to pinpoint the source of the laughter. The laughter seemed to come from all directions, sometimes near, sometimes far, making it impossible to pinpoint its origin.

"Who's there? Come out!" Li Ming shouted, his voice echoing through the valley, but all he received in return was a chilling laugh.

Zhang Peng's eyes shone like torches as he searched through the mist. He mobilized the power of his four divine artifacts, maximizing his senses to try and detect any unusual fluctuations in spiritual energy. Suddenly, he spotted a faint, shadowy figure in the mist not far ahead.

"There!" Zhang Peng shouted, charging towards the shadowy figure first. The others followed closely behind, their weapons gleaming, ready to respond to any possible attack.

As they drew closer, the dark figure gradually became clearer. It turned out to be a person dressed in a black robe, with a hideous mask covering his face, revealing only a pair of cold eyes that conveyed endless malice.

"You've finally arrived," the man in black said coldly, a hint of mockery in his voice.

"Who are you? A remnant of a mysterious organization?" Zhang Peng stared fearlessly at the man in black robes, his longsword trembling slightly as spiritual energy flowed through it.

The man in black robes sneered, "Who I am is not important. What is important is that none of you will leave here alive today."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in black robes rapidly formed hand seals, and the surrounding mist instantly thickened, enveloping everyone tightly. Within the mist, countless pairs of red eyes flickered, as if countless monsters hidden in the darkness were watching them.

"Be careful, there's something strange about this fog!" Lin Wan'er exclaimed. She could sense an evil power within the fog, attempting to erode their spiritual energy.

Zhang Peng swiftly mobilized the power of the four divine artifacts, forming a five-colored shield around everyone to resist the erosion of the mist. He concentrated his mind, attempting to dispel the mist, but discovered that it was tightly connected to the black-robed man's spiritual power, making it difficult to break free.

"Looks like this guy's got some skills," Li Ming said through gritted teeth. He brandished his longsword, trying to break free from the fog's grasp, but each attack was like hitting cotton, having no effect whatsoever.

Su Yao used ice magic to try and freeze the mist, but the mist only condensed briefly before quickly returning to its original state. Liu Ruyan then used her unique swordsmanship, her purple sword energy weaving through the mist, but it was also unable to cause any real damage to the man in black robes.

Zhang Peng frowned, realizing that this battle couldn't be won by brute force alone. He closed his eyes, concentrated, and, with the help of the divine artifact, tried to find a weakness in the black-robed man's spiritual power.

Suddenly, Zhang Peng sensed something unusual. He discovered that although the black-robed man's spiritual power was strong, there was an extremely faint fluctuation in his heart area, which seemed to be the core of his power.

"I've found his weakness!" Zhang Peng shouted. He unleashed his full power, fusing the power of the Five Elements Spiritual Power, the Thunder Pearl, the Hourglass of Time, and the Fountain of Life together to form a powerful five-colored light that shot towards the black-robed man's heart.

The man in black robes paled; he hadn't expected Zhang Peng to find his weakness. He quickly mobilized his spiritual power, attempting to withstand the fatal blow.

The multicolored light collided with the black-robed man's spiritual power, producing a deafening roar. The powerful impact dispersed the surrounding mist, revealing the black-robed man's figure. At this moment, the black-robed man's face was pale, and a trace of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, clearly indicating that he had suffered serious injuries.

"Impossible... How could you possibly find my weakness..." the man in black muttered to himself, his eyes filled with fear and resentment.

Zhang Peng gave him no chance to catch his breath, unleashing his full power once more to deliver the final blow to the man in black. However, just as he was about to launch his attack, the man in black suddenly pulled a black sphere from his robes and slammed it to the ground.

"Oh no, he's going to self-destruct!" Zhang Peng realized the danger and immediately shouted. He quickly activated the power of the divine artifact to protect everyone behind him.

With a deafening roar, the black sphere exploded. A powerful shockwave sent everyone flying, and billowing dust filled the valley.

As the smoke cleared, Zhang Peng and the others slowly stood up. They discovered that the man in black robes had vanished, leaving only a huge crater.

"That guy got away," Li Ming said angrily.

Zhang Peng frowned. He knew that the black-robed man's escape meant that the mysterious organization's conspiracy was still ongoing. He stepped forward, carefully examining the traces around the pit, trying to find the black-robed man's whereabouts.

Suddenly, Zhang Peng noticed a hidden passage entrance at the bottom of the pit. A thought struck him: "It seems the remnants of the mysterious organization are likely hiding in this passage."

Upon hearing this, everyone gathered around. They looked at the entrance to the passage, feeling both nervous and excited. Nervous because the passage might conceal immense danger; excited because they had finally found a clue to the mysterious organization.

“Let’s go in,” Zhang Peng said firmly. He knew this was a life-or-death struggle against the mysterious organization, and he had to forge ahead.

Everyone took a deep breath and followed Zhang Peng cautiously into the passage. The passage was pitch black and filled with a putrid stench. Zhang Peng channeled his spiritual energy, conjuring a ball of light in his hand to illuminate the path ahead.

They walked slowly along the passage, surrounded by silence, the only sound the echo of their footsteps. Suddenly, they heard soft footsteps ahead. Zhang Peng and the others immediately stopped and watched warily.

As the footsteps drew closer, a figure gradually came into view. When they saw the person's face clearly, Zhang Peng and the others all showed expressions of surprise.