From a loser to an immortal sage

Chapter 206 Exploring the Immortal Realm: Xiao Yao Seeks an Opportunity

The biting wind, carrying fine sand, stung my cheeks.

This immortal realm is actually a desolate desert!

I looked around warily, but the powerful aura I had just felt vanished in an instant, as if it had been my imagination.

But that's impossible. I've already reached the Nascent Soul stage, and my perception of the surrounding spiritual energy is incredibly sharp!

As I ventured deeper, the sand beneath my feet grew increasingly heavy, as if an invisible force was pulling me down, making it difficult for me to move.

The spiritual energy within the body also began to stagnate, flowing slowly like a trickle.

This eerie oppression cast a shadow over my heart.

"Come out!" I shouted sharply, the longsword in my hand humming, and lightning flashing on its blade.

The only response I received was the howling wind and a strange roar coming from afar.

The sound was sharp and piercing, sending chills down one's spine.

Before long, a group of bat-like creatures emerged from the sand. They were pitch black, with scarlet eyes, and emitted a nauseating stench.

They bared their sharp fangs, let out chilling screams, and pounced on me.

I brandished my longsword, its blade flashing like lightning, cleaving several approaching "bats" in two. Black blood splattered out, carrying a suffocating, foul stench.

However, these creatures seemed endless, surging forward one after another, and I gradually felt my strength failing, with more and more wounds appearing on my body.

Damn!

This can't go on like this!

I gritted my teeth and summoned my protective magic weapon, which enveloped me in a golden light.

The "bats" crashed into the golden light, emitting piercing screams, but they couldn't break through my defenses.

I took the opportunity to swallow a Spirit Recovery Pill, and after a moment of meditation, my spiritual power gradually recovered.

We must find a way out of this desert as soon as possible, otherwise...

My gaze fell on the storage pouch at my waist...

“This…” I reached into the storage bag with trembling hands, my heart sinking.

The food bag was empty, with only a few hard biscuits left; the water bag was also dry, with only a few water stains sticking to the bag wall.

Despair, like the sandstorm in this desert, swept in and enveloped me tightly.

Without supplies, how long can I hold out in this perilous Immortal Realm?

The protective magic item's light gradually dimmed, and I dared not imagine what kind of predicament I would face after it failed.

The black-feathered monsters still lurked outside the golden light, emitting chilling roars as if mocking my predicament.

Just when I was almost in despair, a figure appeared in the sandstorm.

Ziyun!

That female cultivator who once trained with me, but unfortunately got trapped in the Immortal Realm!

My heart leaped with joy, and I quickly called out, "Ziyun! Is that you?"

She slowly approached, but I found her eyes to be empty and her face expressionless, stiff like a marionette.

An uneasy premonition came over me.

Is this really Ziyun?

"Ziyun, are you alright?" I asked tentatively, while secretly gripping my longsword and watching her movements warily.

She didn't answer, but just continued walking towards me mechanically.

I noticed her lips were moving slightly, as if she were muttering something, but her voice was too soft for me to hear.

"Ziyun, say something!" My voice trembled slightly, and my unease grew stronger.

She finally stopped in front of me, her empty eyes staring straight at me, which sent chills down my spine.

She slowly raised her hand and pointed behind me.

“Be careful…” she said in a hoarse voice, her voice filled with an eerie emptiness.

I turned around abruptly and saw a huge black claw emerge from the sandstorm, grabbing at me with a sharp gust of wind.

I quickly dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the attack.

The enormous claw slammed into the ground with a dull thud, causing the ground to tremble violently.

"Who is it?!" I shouted sharply, while channeling my spiritual power into my longsword, causing lightning to blaze across its blade.

As the sandstorm gradually subsided, a tall figure appeared before me.

He wore a long black robe and a hideous mask, exuding a suffocating aura of evil.

"Mo Yuan!" I recognized him at a glance, and my heart was instantly filled with anger.

"Xiao Yao, I never expected you to make it this far." Mo Yuan's voice was deep and hoarse, like a demon from hell.

"Mo Yuan, you controlled Zi Yun?!" I glared at Mo Yuan and questioned him.

"Heh, just a mere pawn," Mo Yuan said disdainfully. "Do you think you can save her?"

"Ziyun, look into my eyes!" I suddenly turned to look at Ziyun and poured all my spiritual power into her body.

Ziyun's body trembled slightly, and I, feeling empty, continued to increase the output of my spiritual power while silently chanting purification incantations.

"Ah!" Ziyun let out a painful scream, her body trembling violently as if she were going through a fierce battle.

Upon seeing this, Mo Yuan's expression changed slightly. He snorted coldly, and a black longsword suddenly appeared in his hand, thrusting towards me.

"Want to save her? Not so easy!"

I quickly swung my sword to defend, and the two swords clashed, producing a piercing metallic clang.

The powerful impact knocked me back several steps. I gritted my teeth and steadied myself.

Mo Yuan's attacks came like a storm. While I was defending myself, I continued to purify the evil power within Zi Yun's body.

"Xiao Yao, you are really overestimating yourself!" Mo Yuan's tone was full of sarcasm.

I ignored him and focused all my attention on Ziyun.

Finally, the emptiness in Ziyun's eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a glimmer of clarity.

"Xiao Yao..." Zi Yun's voice was weak and trembling, but she

I was overjoyed, knowing that I had succeeded.

Seeing this, Mo Yuan's face darkened even more. He suddenly swung his sword, forcing me back, and then grabbed Zi Yun's shoulder, pulling her behind him.

"Since you're so eager to save her, let's see if you have the ability!" Mo Yuan sneered, pointing his long sword at me. "Come on, let me see just how capable you really are!"

I took a deep breath, stared firmly at Mo Yuan, and felt the long sword in my hand hum and flash with lightning.

"Come just come, whoever is afraid of whom!"

Lightning crackled across the sword like angry silver snakes, and I fearlessly met Mo Yuan's attack.

His swordsmanship was ruthless and cunning, carrying a strong sense of evil. Every clash sent chills down my spine.

But a raging fire burned in my heart. For Ziyun's sake, and for my own, I had to defeat him!

During the battle, I gradually discovered that although these black-feathered monsters were numerous, they were afraid of the power of lightning.

My swordsmanship was originally based on lightning, and now it's even more powerful.

As the sword flashed, the power of lightning transformed into dragons, cleaving the black-feathered monsters into pieces, filling the air with black blood and the stench of burning flesh.

Mo Yuan's expression grew increasingly grim; he hadn't expected that I would be able to find the weaknesses of these monsters.

He roared, and the longsword in his hand transformed into a black lightning bolt, piercing straight into my chest.

I dodged to the side, the tip of the sword grazing my clothes and leaving a deep mark.

"Damn it!" Mo Yuan cursed and launched another attack on me.

While fending off Mo Yuan's attacks, I continued to use my lightning power to attack the black-feathered monsters.

Soon, I wiped out all the monsters.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Mo Yuan glared at me fiercely, then turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared into the sandstorm.

"Xiao Yao, are you alright?" Zi Yun asked weakly.

I shook my head, helped her to sit down, and then gave her a healing pill.

"Thank you, Xiao Yao," Zi Yun said gratefully. "If it weren't for you, I'm afraid..."

"It's okay, we're all friends." I smiled, but my heart was filled with emotion.

Mo Yuan's appearance strengthened my resolve to explore the Immortal Realm. Only by becoming stronger can I protect myself and those around me.

My prestige was further enhanced by this battle, and more and more cultivators began to gather around me, hoping to gain my protection.

After resting for a while, Ziyun and I continued to venture deeper into the Immortal Realm.

After walking for a long time, we came to an oasis, and in the center of the oasis was a beautiful garden.

A faint golden light enveloped the garden, as if a powerful force was protecting it.

"How beautiful..." Ziyun exclaimed.

I nodded, but a sense of unease rose within me.

Although the garden looks beautiful, it gives me a strange sense of unease.

I slowly walked forward, reached out my hand, and tried to touch that layer of golden light...

"Wait!" Ziyun suddenly grabbed my hand, her eyes filled with fear. "I think...we'd better not go in..."