Immortals of the End Times

Chapter 174, Chapter 198: The Two Caves Submit, Tiannan Reigns Supreme (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets 3434)

"It's you! Zhao."

The Supreme Cave Master, Bai Chengshang, roared fiercely, but before he could finish speaking, he suddenly let out a muffled groan and his face turned deathly pale.

His core sense felt as if it were being gnawed at by thousands of ants, and was being fiercely torn apart by the calamity-induced turbidity power lurking within Zhao Wuji's consciousness.

He immediately gritted his teeth and focused his divine sense, transforming it into layers of barriers to resist, but he was still eroded until the veins on his forehead bulged and he was covered in cold sweat.

"Asshole!"

His eyes widened in anger as he stared intently at Zhao Wuji, who slowly stepped out of the void. His withered old face twitched with rage, and his eyes were filled with resentment.

If I had known this would happen, I should have spared no expense and crushed this kid completely back then!
"I am the Ancestor of Tiannan, and I will not change my name or surname."

Zhao Wuji stood with his hands behind his back, his tone indifferent as ice, his figure hovering in the air, his robes fluttering without wind.

Below, the disciples, elders, and deacons of the Supreme Grotto-Heaven all looked up, their eyes filled with fear, and some even had their legs go weak and staggered backward.

His gaze was cold as he swept across the room, thinking to himself.

In a remote place like the White Bone Cave, it doesn't matter if there are only a few big cats or small cats.

However, a power like the Supreme Grotto-Heaven must have hidden agents from all sides. If its true name is revealed, it may cause unnecessary trouble and make other Grotto-Heavens wary and on guard.

"Take control of the situation; leave this to me."

Zhao Wuji waved his hand.

Master Wei Ding of the White Bone Cave immediately bowed and accepted the order. With a sinister smile, he led his disciples to quickly disperse and suppress the disturbances in various places, in order to prevent some "loyal" elders from launching a desperate counterattack and restarting the mountain-protecting formation.

"The Ancestor of Tiannan? Playing tricks!"

Just then, the Supreme Cave Master Bai Chengshang, enraged, laughed and suddenly slapped the sword box on his back.

"Zheng!!"

Sixteen ghostly sword energies, like evil dragons emerging from the abyss, instantly tore through the broken walls and ruins.

The sword's edge traced a strange arc in the air, twisting towards Zhao Wuji from all directions.

"Well done!"

Zhao Wuji remained unmoved. He brought his two fingers together, and the Cold Soul Flying Sword suddenly vibrated at a high frequency, its sword cry transforming into a rolling thunderous roar.

"Kakaka!"

As the thunderous sound passed, the sixteen shadowy sword energies were as if trapped in quagmire, their speed decreasing by 30%.

"What!? Sword Qi Thunder Sound?"

Bai Chengshang's pupils contracted sharply, and he immediately mobilized the sixteen sword shadows to transform into a rainbow of swords.

But suddenly, dazzling frost erupted from the blade of the Frost Soul Flying Sword opposite.

Seventy-two icy sword threads unfolded like a peacock spreading its tail, instantly weaving a starry sword net in the void.

Mystic Ice Sword Formation - Heavenly Spirit Lock!

The frost trails trailing from the ends of the sword threads condensed into array patterns in the air.

The sixteen shadowy sword energies controlled by Bai Chengshang crashed into the formation, charging left and right like trapped beasts, but were constantly deflected by the ice crystal array patterns.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Amidst the clanging of metal, Bai Chengshang suddenly groaned and staggered back three steps.

Each ray of shadowy sword energy, when refracted, felt as if a thousand-pound hammer were slamming into his consciousness.

"A sword formation!?"

He was filled with shock and anger. Suddenly, he summoned the Xuanxing Cloud Pattern Bowl, bit his tongue, and spat a mouthful of blood onto the bowl.

The cloud pattern on the bottom of the bowl suddenly shone brightly.

Three beams of clear light descended from the heavens, forming a barrier of the sun, moon, and stars outside the sword formation.

"break!"

Zhao Wuji let out a soft "Eh," and his sword finger suddenly pressed down.

The Ice Soul Sword Formation suddenly contracted.

Seventy-two sword threads cascaded down like a silver river, actually flowing upstream along the trajectory of the clear light.

The instant the sword thread collided with the three lights, Zhao Wuji swiftly mobilized the spiritual power within the Pot Heaven, infusing it into the sword energy to enhance his magic power and level the gap in magic power between him and Bai Chengshang.

At the same time, the Blood Fiend Divine Consciousness also transformed into sword intent.

"Zi la!!"

Amidst the piercing sound of corrosion, the luminous barrier crumbled like an avalanche.

Bai Chengshang was shocked to realize that his connection with the Xuanxing Cloud Pattern Bowl had been eroded by the opponent's sword intent, and the connection had been temporarily severed.

"This is."

He retreated in terror, flinging out more than ten talismans from his sleeves to form multiple layers of protection.

Zhao Wuji did not approach quickly. With a flick of his sleeve, more than two hundred insect kings swarmed out with a 'buzz'.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The talisman exploded, and golden light burst forth like thunder, instantly blasting dozens of insect kings away.

But after landing and rolling several times, it took off again, completely unharmed.

The remaining swarm of insects showed no fear whatsoever. Blood patterns shimmered on their dark gold carapaces as they withstood the residual power of the talisman and continued to swarm forward!

"This is impossible!"

Bai Chengshang was shocked and furious, and slapped the storage bag again.

He produced a leather drum, its body covered with mysterious runes, clearly a level three defensive magic artifact.

"Boom!!"

The drumbeats reverberated, the sound waves surged like a tide, and the swarm of insects scattered with a deafening roar.

However, the swarms of insects, like a persistent carbuncle, relentlessly attacked.

The spirit patterns on the leather drum faded at a visible speed, and were quickly gnawed out with honeycomb-like holes!
"Damn it! What kind of bugs are these?"

A sense of fear finally rose in Bai Chengshang's heart. Just as he was about to activate his flying sword again, he suddenly felt his spiritual energy stagnate and his hand, which was forming a sword incantation, froze.

"go with!"

Zhao Wuji raised his hand and pointed.

Three dark gold insect kings flew out from the swarm.

The blood-red talismans on the insect's shell glowed with an eerie light, and its mouthparts opened and closed, spewing out turbid water mist, which was the talisman water infused with the Netherworld Talisman Pill!
"ban!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his hands formed hand seals like phantoms.

The water mist instantly condensed into hundreds of soul-locking chains, which entered Bai Chengshang's seven orifices.

The Supreme Cave Master let out a miserable howl that was inhuman, and the wisp of calamity turbidity in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly surged, wrapping his divine sense core into a cocoon.

"Ugh!!"

He knelt on the ground, his hands covering his head, the veins on his neck bulging like earthworms.

The core of his divine sense was corroded by the calamity and turbidity, like boiling oil poured on snow, and the strength of his divine sense suddenly dropped by 30%!
The sword box on his back clattered to the ground, and sixteen shadowy sword energies darted around like headless flies.

Taking advantage of Bai Chengshang's mental confusion, Zhao Wuji made a hand seal and shouted sharply: "Suppress!"

With a sudden tremor of his hands, the golden needles between his fingers hissed through the air like golden dragons probing their claws, instantly piercing several major acupoints such as Baihui and Shenting in Bai Chengshang's body.

As the needle's tail trembled, it faintly emitted a humming sound like a dragon's roar.

"Tongyou!"

Zhao Wuji changed his hand seals, and two dark green glints suddenly burst from his eyes, as if the flames of the Netherworld were burning deep within his pupils.

The three insect kings lurking inside Bai Chengshang's body simultaneously opened their fangs and sprayed out foul-smelling talisman water.

The liquid solidified upon encountering a spirit, instantly transforming into hundreds of soul-locking chains entwined with yin energy.

Like a venomous python, it coils around the other's soul.

"Ugh!!"

Bai Chengshang's face contorted, and black blood suddenly seeped from his seven orifices.

The powerful divine sense of the mid-stage Concentration Realm cultivator launched a fierce counterattack, causing the chains to clang loudly.

"Give me the town!!"

Zhao Wuji growled, bloodshot veins spreading across the whites of his eyes like a spider web.

Within the Yin Pearl of the Sea of ​​Consciousness, three hundred strands of Yin energy suddenly erupted, instantly strengthening the Netherworld Connection Technique.

The incantations on the surface of the chains wriggled like living things, inch by inch squeezing Bai Chengshang's struggling spirit into the depths of his soul.

Bai Chengshang's whole body convulsed as if he had been electrocuted, and the blood vessels in his pupils congealed into strange talisman shapes.

After struggling for three breaths, he finally knelt down slowly like a puppet, his eyes vacant, and he said in a trembling voice, "Greetings...Greetings, Lord..."

"call!"

Zhao Wuji rubbed his temples, feeling a sharp pain in his brain, his mental energy severely depleted.

This Supreme Cave Master, Bai Chengshang, truly lives up to his reputation as a mid-stage Condensation Realm expert; his foundation is far more profound than that of Wei Ding, the White Bone Cave Master.

It is indeed very difficult to control.

"But at least it was a success."

Zhao Wuji looked with delight at the Supreme Cave Master kneeling in submission before him. At this moment, the Supreme Cave Heaven was completely under his control.

The initial idea of ​​controlling the White Bones and the Supreme Cave Heaven has been truly achieved.

Of the four kingdoms of Tiannan, apart from Xuanxiao Cave Heaven and Qingming Cave Heaven controlled by Huang Chang, half have now fallen into his hands.

He raised the corners of his lips slightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, before returning to calm.

"Get up." His tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority.

"Go and quell the unrest in the cave and restore everything to normal."

"Yes! I will obey Your Majesty's command." Bai Chengshang stood up.

Zhao Wuji's gaze lingered on him for a moment, a half-smile on his face: "To the outside world, just say it was a small accident, and that you and 'Old Ancestor Tiannan' only became friends after a fight."

Bai Chengshang bowed deeply: "Your subordinate understands."

In the blink of an eye, a few days have passed.

The Supreme Grotto-Heaven appears to have only experienced an invasion by a powerful enemy with whom it initially formed a "fight that led to friendship" dynamic, which was later resolved.

In reality, it had already fallen into Zhao Wuji's hands.

Inside the Supreme Hall.

The thousands of source crystals and other resources sent by the Supreme Cave Master, as well as the Nourishing Spirit Flower, have already been collected by Zhao Wuji into the Pot Heaven Space for cultivation.

The source crystals of the Supreme Grotto-heaven are of higher quality and have purer spiritual energy, almost comparable to those produced by the spiritual veins of the Luminous Grotto-heaven.

Even the first-level spiritual vein possessed by the Supreme Grotto Heaven was the same length as the longest one in the Linlang Grotto Heaven, exceeding seven hundred zhang, which greatly pleased Zhao Wuji.

This also temporarily dissuaded him from the idea of ​​digging up the spiritual vein.

The current space of the Pot Heaven is not yet able to take away the spiritual vein that is over 700 feet long.

He evenly distributed the thousands of source crystals that Bai Chengshang had presented to him on the four walls of the Pot Heaven space.

After the source crystal is embedded at the edge of the space.

The gray spots that were originally eroded by the rules of Heaven were gradually filled with spiritual light, the stability of the space was improved, and it slowly expanded to a radius of fifty feet.

The rate at which the spiritual veins lose spiritual power due to the external influence of the Dharma-ending Age has slowed down by 30%.

The "internal circulation" of the Hutian space is becoming more and more perfect.

Another portion of the source crystals were mixed with hundreds of slightly inferior blood source crystals from the White Bone Cave Heaven, crushed into powder, and sprinkled into the spirit field.

After the Jade Spirit Essence Liquid was absorbed, the number of Blood Marrow Crystals condensed on the central stone platform increased to five.

One of them even showed a faint tendency to transform into a level two spiritual object.

"Once all these blood marrow crystals mature, I'll use them all. My martial arts strength will probably break through to the seventh level of Blood Fiend."

Zhao Wuji was pleasantly surprised to see the thriving blood marrow crystals.

Besides these, he also planted one of the two rare medicinal herbs that restored consciousness, the Spirit Nourishing Flower, next to the Yin Sha Spirit Spring, as a single seedling for cultivation.

He used his medical skills to refine another plant into a nourishing essence, which he then dripped into his brow.

His divine sense, which had been severely depleted when he controlled Bai Chengshang, was quickly restored.

Even through repeated cycles of depletion and regeneration, the strength of his divine sense subtly increased.

"Not bad, not bad. The foundation of the Supreme Grotto-Heaven is quite profound; it even has level four spiritual herbs that can restore the consciousness of a Nascent Soul cultivator."

Zhao Wuji withdrew his divine sense from observing the space of the pot and began to play with the Xuanxing Cloud Pattern Bowl in his hand.

The cloud patterns on the bowl's surface seem to float like an inverted Milky Way, gleaming with a cool, faint light in the palm of your hand.

This bowl is similar to the sacred small bowl he obtained from the Yunyu Pond in the Imperial Palace, but his was a counterfeit made from the same design, a treasure of the Supreme Sect.

This true sacred artifact, however, can only be used to its fullest potential when paired with the Star and Moon Spirit-Guiding Spoon.

"This bowl and spoon can produce the Three Lights True Dew; it is indeed a wondrous treasure."

Zhao Wuji ran his fingers over the seal engraving on the bowl.

He raised his eyes to look at the Supreme Cave Master Bai Chengshang, who was standing respectfully to the side, and said, "Tell me about the situation of the Xuantian Sect ruins."

Nan Zhixia sat beside Zhao Wuji, her black hair being lifted by the breeze flowing through the window, her eyes still carrying a hint of daze.

She glanced at the two Nascent Soul Realm experts, the White Bone Cave Master and the Supreme Cave Master, who were bowing their heads in obedience, and still felt as if she were in a dream.

Once upon a time, these high and mighty figures, the masters of Ning Shen Cave, are now as submissive as servants in front of their fiancés.

"Reporting to the Lord."

The withered face of the Supreme Cave Master Bai Chengshang showed a look of reminiscence. "More than forty years ago, when I was traveling through Beiyun Dizhou, I discovered an underwater cave at the bottom of the Heisha River, three hundred miles away from Heishafang."

The cave's protective barriers had been largely worn away by time. My subordinates used the Shadow Sword to break through the remaining array and enter its outer perimeter, only then obtaining these two treasures.

As he spoke, he took out the Star and Moon Spirit-Guiding Spoon, and the cracks in the spoon handle were shocking under the spiritual light.

As Zhao Wuji took the jade spoon, Wei Ding, the master of the White Bone Cave, suddenly interjected in a sinister tone: "Black Sand Market is one of the three major markets established by the Wang family in Beiyun Dizhou. It is said to specialize in acquiring the relics of ancient cultivators. Old Ghost Bai, do you dare to snatch food from a tiger's mouth?"

"Did I let you speak?"

Zhao Wuji shot him a sharp glare, and Wei Ding immediately fell silent. He quickly gave Zhao Wuji a fawning smile, pretending to slap himself, "Your Majesty is right to teach me a lesson. This old servant knows his mistake."

Nan Zhixia swallowed hard, looked at Zhao Wuji's profile, and suddenly realized that her fiancé was not only handsome, but also very dignified and imposing.

Zhao Wuji turned to Bai Chengshang, signaling him to continue.

"Your Majesty is wise. Although the outer restrictions of the ruins have been broken, the core is still protected by the Xuan Tian Star Array."

"Back then, I only took two magical artifacts from the outer perimeter, and I almost triggered the formation and couldn't get out again."

"The Mysterious Star Array?"

Zhao Wuji said thoughtfully, "So... the main body of the ruins is still there?"

"It's definitely intact!"

Bai Chengshang hurriedly explained, "When I fled, I saw three lights falling from within the formation, which should be the core inheritance of the Xuantian Sect."

However, that place is too close to Black Sand Fortress, and the Wang family's patrolling cultivators conduct monthly patrols. Over the years, I haven't been confident enough to dare to venture into the formation again!

“That’s right, you were right not to try it. Only our wise and mighty Lord can break that formation.”

The White Bone Cave Master couldn't help but chime in with a compliment, but noticing Zhao Wuji's gaze, he quickly covered his mouth.

"The Wang family. It's the Wang family again."

Zhao Wuji suddenly chuckled.

He had already considered secretly investigating the Wang family or the Xuanming Dynasty.

If we use the identity of the Ancestor of Tiannan to explore the secret realm, it might be an opportunity.

However, before that, he also planned to return to the family's secret inheritance site to retrieve other medical and martial arts inheritances.

The remaining martial arts immortal inheritances within the family's secret realm can only be entered by those who have reached the fourth level of Blood Fiend.

With his current martial arts strength at the fifth level of Blood Fiend Realm, it's more than enough.

He immediately looked at Nan Zhixia beside him and said, "Zhixia, you must prepare to take over the position of candidate cave master of the Supreme Cave Heaven immediately."

With you in charge within the grotto-heaven, and with the Supreme Godmother and Flying Cloud Child assisting you, I feel very reassured.”

Nan Zhixia was slightly taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes: "Wuji, are you going to the Black Sand River so soon?"

"That's not..."

Zhao Wuji's lips curled up slightly, a hint of meaning hidden in his smile. "Not so fast."

He raised his hand and gently stroked her hair, his voice low and resolute, "However, I have other plans."

Within this supreme grotto-heaven, with one less Nascent Soul expert absorbing spiritual energy, your cultivation will proceed more quickly.

Nan Zhixia's eyes flickered slightly, then she understood, and a faint smile appeared on her lips: "I understand."

She nodded slightly. "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything. I'll just wait for the day you want to take over, and then I'll hand it all over to you."

"Ha ha!"

Zhao Wuji laughed heartily, reached out and grasped Nan Zhixia's delicate hand, his eyes gleaming with ambition. "Between you and me, there's no need for such talk."

He paused, his voice sharp, "However, in the future, I do intend to integrate the resources of multiple grotto-heavens, emulating the Wang family, and establish an even larger grotto-heaven."

In this degenerate age, only by concentrating high-quality resources can we gain the foundation to climb to greater heights!

Beiyun Di Prefecture.

Wang family.

In the inner courtyard of the Hua family of the third branch, Hua Qingshuang sat cross-legged on a jade futon.

The spiritual power of the "Flower Goddess Guiding the Moon Technique" circulated through the meridians.

Beside it, the Spirit-Eating Insect King was curled up in the glass lamp, greedily sucking up the demonic beast blood mixed with spiritual liquid.

Such resources of demonic beast blood are extremely rare in Tiannan.

However, the Wang family controls many ancient spiritual veins and the Xuanming Dynasty, attracting cultivators from all directions to pay homage, which leads to the gathering of resources from all corners of the world.

Even the blood of demonic beasts can be seen from time to time, giving it a resemblance to the atmosphere of the cultivation world of the past.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard outside the yard.

"Miss Qing Shuang! A member of the master's family has come to deliver a message."

A maidservant stood anxiously outside the door, offering a reminder.

Before long, a clear voice called out through the barrier, "Is Sister Hua Qingshuang here? I have come to summon you on the orders of the patriarch. The patriarch commands you to go to the ancestral hall immediately!"

(End of this chapter)