Immortals of the End Times

Within the grotto, the ripples of the Dream Marriage Technique gradually dissipated as the large dream field crumbled.

Zhao Wuji slowly opened his eyes, his eyes shimmering with a blue light, like a reflection of a galaxy.

The dream bubbles of thousands of disciples burst one by one in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Those altered memories and thoughts have taken deep root in my heart like seeds.

"It's done."

He exhaled a breath of stale air, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Although the art of marriage through dreams has reached a high level of sophistication, it still consumes a huge amount of resources to involve thousands of people at once.

Fortunately, the number of traitors and spies planted by other forces was not large, only a few dozen, which greatly reduced the pressure on him to set things right.

He scanned all parts of the cave with his divine sense.

Those informants and spies controlled by other forces looked confused for a moment before returning to normal.

But deep in their minds, the seeds of "loyalty" have been quietly planted.

Even if they are used by other forces in the future, they will only transmit false information that Zhao Wuji wants them to transmit.

"Next"

Zhao Wuji turned his gaze to the depths of the cave.

The Nine Cauldrons Dragon-Suppressing Diagram, hanging high at the confluence of spiritual veins.

With dragon spirit crystals as eyes, its oppressive aura is like that of a prison.

"Xiang Yu's head."

A flicker of emotion crossed his eyes.

During their last encounter, although he was nearly driven to the brink of mental collapse by the impact of Xiang Yu's true intent, he also unexpectedly comprehended the true essence of Xiang Yu's martial arts.

Now that the Dream Marriage Technique has been further refined, if it can be combined with the Head Regeneration Technique, it might be able to go even further, forcibly summoning the illusory Xiang Yu's head that has been established in the dream and turning it into one's own!

"When divine sense is powerful to its extreme, it can interfere with reality... The true meaning of martial arts is also like this!"

"The Xiang Yu head behind that painting, which is connected to my dream, is an illusion, but it is a dream projection formed by the true meaning and partial memories of the real Xiang Yu head, combined with dragon energy..."

Zhao Wuji's eyes flickered, his thoughts churning.

"The Head-Retrieval Technique allows me to reattach other people's heads to my neck. If I could also reattach this illusory head, formed from the condensation of dragon energy and true intent, it would surely help me master Xiang Yu's domineering intent more quickly, and perhaps even... awaken the Overlord's Double Pupils!"

"The only thing we need to be wary of is the backlash from that head..."

He pondered for a moment, and then he had already made up his mind.

With his current spiritual strength and mastery of the Dream Marriage Technique, he can respond promptly even if he encounters danger.

If something were to happen, he could sever the connection to the dream world and force the dream space to collapse, causing Xiang Yu's head to be annihilated along with the dream!
This method was inspired by his study of the art of the pot-shaped heaven.

Unfortunately, his Pot Heaven Technique has not yet reached the level of being able to construct a second Pot Heaven space simultaneously.

Otherwise, it would be easier to deal with.

Therefore, he was also unable to use techniques such as the collapse of space in the Pot Heaven Technique to fight his enemies.

However, applying this method to the dream world has a similar effect.

Zhao Wuji's mind raced.

The figure darted out of the octagonal building.

When they reappeared, they were already in front of the Nine Cauldrons Dragon Map.

On the dragon diagram, the dragon spirit crystal in the dragon's eye shimmered with an eerie light, continuously absorbing dragon energy and channeling it into the giant gate that was wrapped around the dragon's tail.

"The Duke of Zhou's interpretation of dreams reveals the sun after the clouds have parted!"

He formed the Dream Marriage incantation with his hands, and spiritual energy wrapped around the dragon diagram like silk, weaving a hazy halo.

"Buzz!"

As spiritual energy seeped into the painting, his consciousness once again plunged into the turbid, churning dragon energy behind the painting.

The surging golden dragon energy was like a raging torrent, even more violent than before.

"This dragon energy is still resisting me."

Zhao Wuji was startled and immediately activated the Dream Marriage Technique to construct a dream barrier.

At the same time, using the dragon's aura as a clue, they used the Duke of Zhou's dream interpretation to lure out the head of Xiang Yu deep within.

"Crash!!"

A crack suddenly appeared in the ocean of dragon energy.

Deep within the crevice, the incomplete remains of the Overlord reappeared.

The severed limbs floated like shattered mountains, and the dark gold blood rippled in the void.

What's most striking is still that head with its eyes wide open in anger!
His black hair danced wildly, his double pupils were like a blood moon, and his domineering aura solidified into a blood-red smoke cloud.

"This is the moment!"

Zhao Wuji's consciousness materialized, manifesting his true form in the dream.

His hands moved with lightning speed, forming hand seals that changed in an instant.

"Head-reinforcing technique, begin!"

The spiritual energy transformed into countless fine threads, forming a net that enveloped Xiang Yu's head.

"King Xiang, I beg to borrow your head! I will surely avenge you in the future."

"roll!"

A deafening roar exploded!

His head suddenly snapped back, and his double pupils erupted with blinding blood-red light. The Overlord's true intent erupted like a volcano, sweeping across the eight wastelands!
"burn one's boats!"

The illusory halberd materialized out of thin air and slashed down with earth-shattering force!

Zhao Wuji had anticipated this, and he activated the Dream Marriage Technique at full power, constructing a nine-layered dream barrier.

"Crack! Click!"

The barriers crumbled one after another, and the spiritual threads of the head-regeneration technique broke inch by inch. But his proficiency was skyrocketing!
The Overlord's Halberd moved with unstoppable force, breaking through seven layers of dreams in succession.

"puff--"

Zhao Wuji's consciousness was severely damaged. He saw stars before his eyes and felt as if his sea of ​​consciousness had been struck by lightning!
His physical body trembled violently, and blood seeped from his seven orifices.

"too strong!"

He endured the excruciating pain and immediately used a hand seal to sever the connection between the dream and the dragon diagram.

However, the true meaning of the Overlord actually followed the divine sense and the dream to pursue it!

"Roar!"

A dragon's roar resounded throughout the cave.

The golden dragon on the Nine Cauldrons Dragon Suppression Diagram suddenly came to life, its eyes shooting out two beams of blood-red light that pierced straight at Zhao Wuji's brow.

At the critical moment, the true meaning of the Blood Halberd within his consciousness automatically protected its master.

"clang!"

The sound of metal clashing resounded through the sky.

"withdraw!"

Zhao Wuji quickly made a hand seal, abandoning the dream space that was about to shatter.

"boom!"

The entire dream shattered like glass, and Xiang Yu's head, along with the illusion of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, vanished.

"Thum! Thug! Thumb!"

As Zhao Wuji's consciousness returned to his body, he staggered back three steps, his back slamming heavily against the rock wall, sending countless rocks crashing down.

"cough cough"

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but a burning light ignited in his eyes.

Although the head restoration attempt failed.

However, after such a bold attempt to manipulate Xiang Yu's head using the Head-Continuing Technique, his proficiency in this Earthly Fiend Technique skyrocketed.

Moreover, within the third Yang Pearl, the first set of tadpole-like characters became much brighter after encountering Xiang Yu's head again, indicating that it was not far from deciphering the new Earthly Fiend Technique.

more importantly.
Zhao Wuji looked inward and discovered that the Xiang Yu's domineering intent contained in the Blood Halberd's true meaning had become even stronger.

"The true meaning of King Xiang's martial arts."

If one could obtain a stronger sense of Xiang Yu's domineering will, it might increase the success rate of the head-repairing technique in controlling Xiang Yu's head.

However, at present
Zhao Wuji felt his divine sense, which was mostly depleted, and even the three cores of his divine sense had dimmed considerably. He couldn't help but shake his head with a wry smile.

The exchange that just happened may have seemed brief, but it was extremely dangerous and exhausting.

Moreover, the level of the head-regeneration technique is too low to control something like Xiang Yu's head.

If it weren't for the Blood Halberd True Meaning within the Yin Pearl automatically protecting its master, its divine sense would probably have been crushed by the Overlord True Meaning.

"Looks like I need to improve my head-repairing skills first."

He took a deep breath, sat down on the ground, and meditated cross-legged to regulate his breathing.

For the next few days, Zhao Wuji secluded himself on the main peak of Linlang to continue practicing the head-regeneration technique.

On the sixth day, the technique of head regeneration finally broke through to the initial stage.

The success rate of the head-renewing technique after the breakthrough has improved, but the increase in spell power is limited.

"Not enough"

Zhao Wuji stood up, and with a flick of his sleeves, he transformed into a streak of light and streaked away from the main peak.

Although Xiang Yu's head was attractive, it was not the time to fight again.

As the cave master, he also needed to handle some other matters.

The summit of Lone Cloud Peak.

The mountain wind howled, fluttering Zhao Wuji's dark robes as the cave master.

Several disciples of Lonely Cloud Peak were astonished when they saw him and immediately bowed respectfully.

"Greetings, Cave Master!"

"Go back all!"

Zhao Wuji waved his sleeves and went straight to the outside of the Lonely Cloud Sword Cave.

He pointed his fingers like a sword, drawing a mysterious trajectory in the void.

"open!"

With a soft shout, the stone gate of the Sword Cave, which had been sealed for many years, suddenly burst open.

The long-dormant sword energy surged forth like a tide, refracting a seven-colored halo under the sunlight.

"This is."

Not far away, Ji Mobai and Hou Baichang, who were discussing matters inside the hall, sensed the commotion and immediately flew over on their swords.

"Peak Master Hou, Elder Ji."

Zhao Wuji turned to the two of them, a slight smile playing on his lips: "I have decided that from today onwards, the Lonely Cloud Sword Cave will be open to all disciples within the cave who possess sword cultivation aptitude. What do you think?"

"Open the Sword Cave?"

Hou Baichang looked surprised, then a hint of hesitation appeared in his eyes.

This sword cave is where the successive peak masters of Lonely Cloud Peak have secluded themselves to comprehend swordsmanship, and they have also hidden their own sword intent deep within the cave. It contains the sword intent accumulated by Lonely Cloud Peak over many years, making it extremely precious.

Opening up prematurely could lead to a waste of resources.

Moreover, for ordinary disciples, rashly coming into contact with high-level sword intent can easily damage their mind and spirit.

Ji Mobai also thought of this and immediately voiced his doubts.

"Indeed, opening the Sword Cave should not be done too casually."

Zhao Wuji nodded and waved his sleeve: "Before that, some preparations need to be made, so I will make them."

I intend to emulate the Penglai Sword Tomb in the East Sea, leaving my sword insights on the rock face of Lonely Cloud Peak. This will provide my talented disciples with further avenues and directions for advancement!

Upon hearing this, both Ji Mobai and Hou Baichang were filled with awe, realizing that the Cave Master truly intended to benefit the disciples of the Cave Heaven, rather than being selfish and hoarding his own possessions.

"Look!"

Zhao Wuji let out a low shout, and a dazzling sword light condensed at his fingertips.

"Zheng!"

The sound of swords clashing echoed through the sky.

Zhao Wuji moved like lightning, swiftly traversing the cliffs and precipices.

Wherever his fingertips passed, stone chips flew everywhere.

Sword marks of varying depths were etched into the rock face.

"This is."

Ji Mobai's pupils suddenly contracted.

The sword marks appeared to be chaotic, but in fact they contained hidden secrets.

From the most basic sword energy condensation to the profound sword intent transformation, the process is gradual and progressive.

The most astonishing thing is the three sword marks at the very top of the cliff.
The first technique, like an ice lotus in bloom, is aloof and proud; it is the Profound Ice Sword Technique.

The second one resembles a surging crimson flame, capable of incinerating everything; it is the Crimson Flame Sword Technique.

The third path was unremarkable, yet faint sounds of wind and thunder could be heard emanating from it.

"Sword Qi Thunder Sound?!"

Hou Baichang gasped softly, his eyes gleaming. As a sword cultivator, he knew all too well what this meant.

Sword Qi Thunder Sound is one of the most profound realms of swordsmanship, where the sword strikes like thunder and is as fast as lightning.

Ordinary cultivators would never even reach the threshold in their entire lives.

"The cave master actually poured all his sword control techniques, including the sword qi and thunderous sound, into his sword intent, displaying them so generously. What magnanimity!"

Ji Mobai murmured to himself, his eyes filled with shock and admiration, and his heart was also filled with excitement.

With his current mastery of the sword technique that transforms six-zhang sword energy into a rainbow, if he frequently observes the sword marks on this rock wall, he may also comprehend profound techniques such as sword energy thunder sound in the future.

"Mo Bai."

Zhao Wuji stopped and stood up, looking at his former senior brother, and said with a faint smile, "You have good talent, but you still need to hone your swordsmanship. You should come here often to study this stone wall."

As he spoke, he pointed to a sword mark resembling a swimming dragon in the middle of the cliff: "Start your study from here, proceed step by step, and do not be greedy for quick results or rush ahead."

"Yes! Your disciple will remember Master Dong's teachings!"

Ji Mobai bowed respectfully, his eyes filled with gratitude.

Zhao Wuji nodded slightly, then looked at Hou Baichang: "Peak Master Hou, your foundation in swordsmanship is solid, you can start by studying the upper part."

"Thank you, Cave Master!"

Even Hou Baichang's usually aloof face showed a rare blush of excitement.

He had been stuck at the tenth level of Qi Induction for many years, unable to break through to the Condensation stage.

Now that I have this opportunity, I may be able to use the sword intent to comprehend and break through to a higher realm in one fell swoop!
"Go and spread the word."

Zhao Wuji waved his sleeve and said, "Seven days later, I will give a lecture on swordsmanship in the Sword Cave. At that time, you can raise your insights and questions together."

The two were overjoyed upon hearing this and immediately accepted the order, flying out to deliver the message.

Zhao Wuji watched the two figures disappear into the distance, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Cultivating the core power within the grotto is also a way to lay the groundwork for the future revival of spiritual energy.

Ji Mobai, in particular, possesses exceptional talent and his temperament has been tempered and refined to an extraordinary degree.

If they can grow up, they will surely become a great help to those who are stationed in the southern rear area in the future.

As for Hou Baichang...
Although this Master of Lonely Cloud Peak is quite old, his foundation in swordsmanship is solid.

If one can break through the Concentration Realm, it will also add to the combat power of the cave.

Unlike Zhong Kui of the past, who was constantly afraid that the elders and peak masters under his command would grow up and take away the spiritual vein resources of the cave, or that they would have ulterior motives.

Although there is a temporary shortage of spiritual veins, once the three-year agreement is up, we will be able to take over the level-three spiritual veins of the Seven Clouds Sect, at which point the spiritual veins will be just enough.

As for his subordinates harboring disloyalty, that would be a joke, and Zhao Wuji was confident he could suppress it.

"Wei Ding".

He gave a soft call, and Wei Ding, the master of the White Bone Cave, immediately flew over from Xiaoyun Peak and appeared, kneeling on one knee.

"This old servant greets Your Majesty!"

"Follow the route left by Yu Zishan, take a trip to Lingtai Mountain in Nanchu Prefecture."

With a wave of his sleeve, Zhao Wuji released a hundred Origin Crystals and a jade slip containing a route, which floated in the air, gleaming brightly.

"Find out exactly what happened to those disciples!"

"Yes!"

The next two weeks passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside the secluded meditation room at the main peak of Linlang, spiritual energy swirled like mist.

Zhao Wuji sat cross-legged on the jade platform, his hands forming a mudra, his body wrapped in strands of life-extending golden threads.

As his head-regeneration technique continued to improve, the halberd-shaped Overlord True Meaning within his sea of ​​consciousness also became increasingly solid after refining the Overlord True Meaning.

Like a blood-red halberd, it hovered beside the cores of the Ice Sword Divine Thought and the Blood Sword Divine Thought, exuding a domineering and murderous aura.

"about there."

Zhao Wuji opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of stale air, left the secret room, and came to the dragon map again.

He took a deep breath, his hands forming hand seals that shifted like phantoms.

The spiritual threads of the Head-Continuing Technique were several times thicker than they were half a month ago, coiling around Long Tu like a serpent.

"The Duke of Zhou's interpretation of dreams reveals the sun after the clouds have parted!"

The dream constructed by the Dream Marriage Technique unfolded once more, and divine consciousness surged into Longtu like a tidal wave.

This time, the surging dragon energy was no longer as violent and resistant as before. Instead, under the guidance of the head-renewing technique and the guiding technique, it slowly parted to create a passage.

Gradually, the dream-marrying technique, following the passage, gradually constructs a clear dreamscape.

In the dream-like tomb, Xiang Yu's head still stood with his eyes wide open in anger, his double pupils hanging high like a blood moon.

"roll!!"

A deep, thunderous voice boomed in the dream, causing Zhao Wuji's consciousness to tremble violently.

Xiang Yu's head roared, his black hair whipping wildly, his domineering aura erupting like a volcano.

The crimson halberd condensed once more, slashing down with earth-shattering force.

This time, Zhao Wuji neither dodged nor avoided; the halberd-shaped true intent within his sea of ​​consciousness automatically met the attack.

"clang!"

The two halberds clashed, sparks flying everywhere.

The dream space trembled violently, but did not collapse as it had before.

Zhao Wuji seized the opportunity, and the spiritual threads of the Head-Continuing Technique enveloped the head like a spider web, while he chanted:
"A severed head can be reattached, a mutilated body can be joined together. The cycle of Yin and Yang continues, but the true spirit never perishes!"

As the incantation was recited, the spiritual threads of the Head-Continuing Technique wrapped around the head like living things, slowly pulling the massive head of Xiang Yu towards Zhao Wuji's divine avatar.

"presumptuous!!"

Before Xiang Yu's angry roar could finish, it merged with Zhao Wuji's divine avatar.

In an instant, a vast torrent of memories surged into Zhao Wuji's sea of ​​consciousness.

He seemed to see the mountains of corpses and seas of blood at the Battle of Julu, the flashing swords at the Feast at Hongmen, and the tragic suicide on the banks of the Wujiang River.
Countless scenes of battlefield carnage flashed by like a revolving lantern, finally settling on a pair of crimson-gold double pupils.

"boom!"

A phantom of a tyrant's head was forcibly pulled out by the head-regeneration technique, and it covered his head like a crown.

Dark gold lines spread wildly beneath the skin, and a shocking bloodstain appeared on the neck with a "crack"!
"Continued!"

At the critical moment of life and death, Zhao Wuji suddenly bit the tip of his tongue.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood gushed out, turning into a blood-red talisman in his palm, which he pressed hard against the broken part of his neck!
"Buzz!"

The Yin-Yang Beads trembled violently, and the proficiency of the Head-Continuing Technique suddenly broke through.

A small success has been achieved!

From this moment on, he was able to reattach the head of a cultivator within three breaths of decapitation!

When the spiritual energy was exhausted, Zhao Wuji's head had returned to normal.

However, if a cultivator were to observe with their spiritual eyes, they would notice a ring of pale gold lines around his neck, resembling a miniature golden dragon coiled around him.

Even more astonishingly, his pupils split slightly, and the faint phantom of double pupils appeared.

Although it is far inferior to the true double pupils of Xiang Yu, it still possesses some of his power.

"successful"

Zhao Wuji's eyes snapped open, and a crimson-gold light flowed deep within his pupils, actually projecting a phantom image of Xiang Yu's head into the void!

The illusory head roared to the sky, and its originally crimson and violent eyes had regained some clarity.

"Buzz!"

A wisp of dazzling golden dragon energy, carrying a drop of golden, radiant blood of a tyrant, slowly flowed out from the phantom.

Dragon energy enters the sea of ​​consciousness!
The golden, dragon-like aura entered the sea of ​​consciousness and was swallowed whole by the halberd-shaped true intent.

"boom!"

The blood-red halberd swelled to over three zhang in the wind, its body wreathed in a tangible blood-red aura, soaring straight into the sky!

Temper your meridians with your essence and blood!
The drop of golden blood dripped down and instantly merged into Zhao Wuji's limbs and bones.

Within the meridians, it seemed as if thousands of golden needles were moving about.

"boom!!"

The moment the golden blood exploded in his meridians, blood mist sprayed from every pore of Zhao Wuji's body.

That drop of Xiang Yu's true blood transformed into countless golden torrents, each one resembling a red-hot iron wire, hissing as it surged through the veins like boiling lava.

"Crack!"

Spiderweb-like golden patterns first appeared on his facial bones, and the blood-fiend spiritual energy formed by his martial will was forced out of his body, forming a blood-red crystalline shell on the surface of his skin.

Zhao Wuji groaned, and what overflowed from his seven orifices was no longer blood, but golden flames carrying a bloodthirsty aura.

"Incompatible bloodline? Unable to refine it?"

"Consuming the essence of heaven and earth, refining!"

He slammed both palms down on his dantian, and the food-consuming technique he used created twelve miniature vortexes within his body.

The Blood Fiend Vortex, like a ferocious beast enraged, spun wildly with nine spiral patterns, twisting the invading golden threads into shreds.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The heartbeat sounded like the booming of war drums, each contraction causing the space around the pot to tremble.

The two wine worms, amidst the blazing golden threads, suddenly had their carapaces burst open, transforming into amber-colored liquid energy that merged into the blood-fiend vortex.

They actually disintegrated on their own initiative, using their primordial spiritual power to help their master suppress the true blood!

"Congeal!"

A thunderous sound burst from Zhao Wuji's throat, and the blood crystals on his body shattered in response.

Amidst the flying chips, his muscles could be seen undulating like waves, and his bones emitted a clear, melodious sound like jade clashing.

The liquid blood essence within the dantian was compressed to its limit.

Finally, stimulated by the golden true blood, it collapsed into a dark red crystal core the size of a soybean.

"Martial prowess, accomplished!"

The moment the crystal core took shape, the dragon-like structure along his spine lit up segment by segment.

The blood-red smoke, materialized from martial will, soared into the sky, creating spiderweb-like cracks in the array on the dome.

The halberd-shaped true meaning that originally resided in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly split apart, transforming into eleven miniature blood halberds that plunged into the internal organs.

"Roar!!"

The thunderous sound from the lungs spontaneously transformed into the roar of a tiger and the cry of a dragon.

The white breath exhaled during exhalation condensed into sword energy and fist imprints in the air.

This is the unique shouting power of the Martial Valiant Vajra Realm. Although it is not as powerful as the incantation of a Golden Core cultivator, a single shout can cause evil spirits to vanish.

"Shh!"

The illusory head of Xiang Yu, overlapping with Zhao Wuji's head, suddenly opened its eyes.

Those double pupils were like two shrunken blood moons, their golden light connecting with Zhao Wuji's eyes.

The excruciating pain made his vision go black, but he saw the head-regeneration runes on the Yin-Yang Bead flashing wildly, and his proficiency level rose again.

When vision cleared again, the world was completely different.

But in his eyes, the golden dragon on the Nine Cauldrons Dragon Suppression Diagram opposite him broke down into three hundred and sixty dragon energy trajectories.

This was a trajectory that he would normally need to use array formation and guidance techniques to discern.

At the confluence of spiritual veins outside the hall, countless vortexes of spiritual energy are clearly visible.

He could even focus his gaze slightly, his double pupils overlapping, and see through the array above his head and the dome barrier, watching the dust floating in the air and the starlight slowly descend.

"This is the Double Pupil Viewing Realm? It can trace auras, intimidate the soul, perceive weaknesses, see through illusions, and even amplify divine sense!"

Zhao Wuji drew his fingers across the void, and the blood-red light trailing from his fingertips continued to burn in the air for three breaths.

The newly formed Martial Courage Crystal Core trembled slightly, extracting the "Power to Uproot Mountains" martial arts essence remaining in Xiang Yu's true blood and perfectly fusing it with the Blood Fiend Spiritual Qi.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, and the True Martial Broken Sword automatically leaped into his palm.

Without channeling spiritual power, relying solely on the physical strength of the Martial Valiant Warrior, a terrifying tremor of immense power surged forth wherever the sword passed.

The fluctuations in spiritual energy in the surrounding air were captured by the double pupils, and seventeen kinds of spiritual energy transformation rules were instantly analyzed.

"His physical body is as strong as diamond, and his double pupils allow him to glimpse the secrets of heaven."

Feeling the new power surging within him, Zhao Wuji suddenly let out a long, exhilarating roar.

The whistling sound caused the rubble from the dome to fall in a flurry, but before it hit the ground, it was crushed into dust by the martial arts pressure emanating from the double pupils.

"Use your eyes as a sword!"

Zhao Wuji suddenly unleashed his sword intent with his double pupils, his eyes blazing with sword intent!
An astonishing sword intent instantly solidified into a tangible form, like a raging storm, shattering the array above with a single glance.

however!
Just as the aftershocks of the sword energy had not yet dissipated, countless fragments of memory suddenly appeared in the double pupils of the phantom of Xiang Yu, whose head overlapped with his!
Ancient scenes flashed by like a revolving lantern, as if the long river of memories spanning time and space was collapsing!

"not good!"

Zhao Wuji was shocked, and his ten fingers made hand seals like butterflies flitting among flowers.

"Dream Weaver Technique, Expand!"

The power of dreams surged forth, forcibly imprinting and copying those fading memories.

But when his consciousness touched these dream rubbings...
Seeing the familiar yet shocking scene struck him like a thunderbolt.
(End of this chapter)