When system cheat becomes rampant!

Gradually, the fierce aura emanating from the bones was absorbed by Xiang Beifei's black Spiritual Power. And as Xiang Beifei drew near, the aura released by the skeleton felt like a gentle breeze brushing against his face, posing no threat whatsoever.

However, purifying such an aura clearly required some time. Although he was only twenty meters away from the skeleton, it took him half an hour to approach it.

When Xiang Beifei arrived in front of the ominous skeleton, he finally got a clear view of the stone ring. Its patterns were intricately interwoven, resembling a snowflake, and it looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

He reached out to remove the ring, but as soon as his fingertips touched the stone ring, it suddenly emitted a strange white light that flashed and disappeared.

Xiang Beifei was on high alert, feeling as though something was changing around him.

At that moment, a rustling sound suddenly came from the darkness ahead, as if something was rapidly climbing, bustling and spreading quickly; he immediately became vigilant.

Then he saw the sand covering this area come to life once again, rolling along the ground, climbing up the broken walls, and covering all the remnants as though it intended to bury them again.

The two moons in the sky grew increasingly bright, with their pale light shining on the sand. The white glow became so intense that it was impossible to see with the eyes, and Xiang Beifei felt as though he was enveloped in a white radiance, unable to distinguish north from south, east from west.

However, this sensation didn't last long. It was merely a moment before the light in front of his eyes dissipated completely. When he came to his senses, he found himself standing inside an ancient and quaint room!

The room contained a carved wooden bed, an exquisite round table, and the floor was covered with a rug, reminiscent of ancient times.

"What's going on? An illusion?"

Xiang Beifei frowned slightly and couldn't help but reach out to touch the furniture in the room, trying to ascertain the situation. But the furniture felt very real and given his powerful spiritual power, this was definitely not an illusion.

"Awoo!"

But Erha muttered something, realizing that it could once again control the wood here, meaning the wood was real.

"That's strange."

Xiang Beifei grew more puzzled, and at that moment, there were sounds coming from outside the room, as if someone was calling out. Carefully, he approached the lattice window and looked outside.

There appeared to be a courtyard outside, with a winding stone path extending to a front arch. The delicate rockery was surrounded by multicolored flowers and plants.

A man hurriedly walked along the garden path, muttering to himself, "Big trouble, I must go and ask the master."

This man had an air of vigor, his hair tied into a Daoist knot, dressed in a light blue silk robe, his waist cinched with a grey-brown linen belt, adorned with a jade pendant and wearing a pair of black cloth boots. He was clearly dressed in ancient attire.

The man seemed in a hurry, as if he was eager to find someone, and quickly disappeared at the end of the path.

Xiang Beifei opened a crack in the window and then stepped out, quietly landing on the outside corridor, sizing up his surroundings. The corridor was supported by vermillion pillars, and the roof was adorned with intricate carvings, quite elegant indeed. The floor was made of smoothed bluestone, perfectly polished.

He walked to the end of the corridor, and seeing no one around, he leaped up, trying to fly to the roof to get a better view.

Just then, several whooshing sounds passed through the air, causing him to halt his motion and land on a banyan tree next to the rockery. It was a group of young men and women, traveling on flying swords, their clothes fluttering elegantly in the wind.

These people didn't notice Xiang Beifei. They were discussing something among themselves, hurrying toward the northern direction. Xiang Beifei climbed to the treetop and looked out to see rows upon rows of green-tiled rooftops, numerous courtyards overlapping each other.

In the sky, cranes flew by leisurely, and from time to time, people traveled on swords. In the distance stood towering mountains, and at the highest point, a solemn and ancient hall stood, within which lurked strong and powerful auras.

There was a plaza ahead where many people were landing.

"Where exactly am I?"

Xiang Beifei was baffled. He had clearly encountered a suddenly rising island in the desert, so how had he come to this place?

He carefully surveyed the layout of this complex, finding it very similar to the island he had just been on. To confirm this, he immediately used his spiritual power to conceal himself and then followed the path in the complex toward the outside.

Along the way, he encountered many people hurrying, mostly dressed in ancient attire, but he saw no system interface and felt no system fluctuations. This place was not the world of the system; it seemed more like a land of immortals.

Suddenly, the path ahead cleared, and in the distance, several other islands floated in the air, shrouded in mist and clouds. Towering pavilions and terraces stood erect among them, with celestial lights flickering in and out of existence.

Counting carefully, including the one under Xiang Beifei's feet, there were exactly eight!

He arrived at the edge of the island and looked down. Below was no longer the desolate desert he had seen before, but a vast city with houses of all sizes arranged in an orderly fashion, resembling a bustling ancient metropolis with no end in sight.

"Is this the former glory of the desert?"

Xiang Beifei couldn't help but ponder, what was this before his eyes? An image left from the past?

In the outer realms, many terrains are quite unique and can record past images with various magnetic fields. During his Meridian Opening phase, he had encountered a desolate beast that killed using images left from the past.

However, Xiang Beifei was clear on how to deal with this situation, which only required his powerful spiritual power to resolve.

He immediately gathered his spiritual power and hurled it at a stone in front of him!

Crack!

The stone shattered directly!

But before him still lay a harmonious land of immortals.

Xiang Beifei was slightly taken aback!

Something was amiss, this was not an illusion created by spiritual power, it looked like a real stone breaking!

"Who are you!"

Just then, a booming voice came from behind Xiang Beifei. He turned to look and saw a young man with sword-like brows and eyes, tall and majestic, dressed in a moon-white robe, exuding a valiant spirit in every gesture.

"That attire of yours, are you from the Yi Tribe?" The young man became alert upon seeing Xiang Beifei's strange attire.

"Yi Tribe?" Xiang Beifei was pondering what this term meant when the young man already made a move against him.

What surprised him even more was that he was clearly disguised with his spiritual power, so how could this person see him?

Why had his disguise failed?

"How dare the Yi Tribe infiltrate our sacred Hanxia lands, seeking death!"

Seeing that Xiang Beifei didn't respond, the young man seemed even more convinced that Xiang Beifei was from the so-called Yi Tribe, and immediately drew a sword from thin air. The blade glittered fiercely as he thrust it straight toward him!

Hum!

Sword light dazzling, Sword Qi piercing!

The young man was extremely strong in Spiritual Power, his cultivation actually also in the later stage of orifice transforming, the same realm as Xiang Beifei!

Xiang Beifei frowned slightly. The sword thrust by the young man was powerful, steady, filled with an aggressive Sword Qi, indicating he was well-versed in Sword Dao. His swordsmanship was even comparable to Xiang Beifei's.

This was a powerful Sword Cultivator!

But he wasn't flustered, calmly watching the Sword Qi that came flying unexpectedly. The black and white Spiritual Power quickly swirled out from his body, forming a vortex in front of him, enveloping the adversary's sword gleam!

The black and white Spiritual Power swiftly twisted around the unstoppable long sword, the black Spiritual Power instantly stripping away the fierce Sword Qi, leaving only the sword tip. But without the Sword Qi, the sword tip seemed to Xiang Beifei like a child stabbing with a wooden sword.

Xiang Beifei casually extended two fingers, gently pinching and firmly trapping the young man's sword!