Immortals of the End Times

The scenes from Xiang Yu's memory, replicated and imprinted by the Dream Reincarnation Technique, were constructed into a dreamlike, realistic scene that resonated powerfully in Zhao Wuji's mind.

In the dream, a fragmented sky appeared.

Xiang Yu's double pupils revealed that above the nine heavens, there were countless turbid yellow "things" stretching for thousands of miles, writhing like living creatures.

That terrifying being caused the vast sea of ​​clouds to boil with every breath it took.

The dragon vein energy and spiritual energy of the Western Chu territory were mixed together and transformed into streams, which were swallowed into the ferocious maw by the monster like a siphon.

Even more terrifying were the countless strands of turbid energy, as fine as hair.

It is corroding Xiang Yu's invincible immortal body by following the thread of destiny!
"The Heavenly Dao is corrupted."

Zhao Wuji was deeply shaken.

The overlord in the dream suddenly roared and sprang into action.

The halberd, imbued with the power to shatter mountains and break through peaks, cleaved towards the sky.

The moment the halberd collided with the turbid cloud, the resulting shockwave distorted the memory images in the dream.

Immediately after
Zhao Wuji then saw the halberd shatter into a shower of golden light.

Xiang Yu's indestructible body cracked like porcelain, and his dark golden blood was assimilated by the turbid yellow mist before it even fell.

"This is not a battle, this is a catastrophe, a calamity for heaven and earth?"

Zhao Wuji's expression changed slightly, as if he had realized something.

Just as he stole lifespan with the Yin Pearl, he also faced calamities. Perhaps cultivators will also face calamities after reaching a high level of cultivation.

The depletion of spiritual energy is a calamity for all cultivators in the world.

At this moment, the dream trembled violently, and scenes from the Battle of Gaixia flashed by like a revolving lantern.

Amidst the chaos of the encirclement, the Overlord, whose body was shrouded in calamity, suddenly regained his clarity of vision. He used his broken halberd to cleave through the void, forcibly severing the last vestige of his untainted destiny from the connection between Western Chu and his former life force.

He immediately drew his sword and committed suicide, the gushing blood of the Martial Immortal forming a barrier that temporarily blocked the erosion of the Calamity.
"boom!"

The dream shattered with a crash, and Zhao Wuji staggered back three steps.

The golden patterns of the head-reattaching technique on the neck flashed rapidly, and the illusory head of Xiang Yu that had been reattached was also shaking.

However, the residual power of "seeing through illusion" from those double pupils condensed into two miniature blood moons in the depths of his eyes.

"No wonder the True Martial Sword broke and even the Overlord met such a tragic end."

Zhao Wuji came to his senses, his heart filled with shock.

Finally, the mystery of the king's defeat and demise became clear.

In this world that has become a realm of immortals, even the mighty Overlord, with his unparalleled bravery and double pupils capable of shattering illusions, could not escape the fate of committing suicide at Gaixia.
It was simply fate that decreed his defeat!

Under the heavenly tribulation, how can a mortal body defy the heavens?

This reminds me of the figures Zhang Zhenren saw when he ascended to heaven with his sword, those figures high in the clouds.

Perhaps even the Heavenly Tribulation was controlled by the beings among those figures.

Upon realizing this, a shadow fell over Zhao Wuji's heart.

"The depletion of spiritual energy is not a natural phenomenon. Rather, it is a monster, like the very essence of heaven, feeding on it?!"
Could it be that this is why some powerful dynasties declined after only three or four hundred years, coinciding with a resurgence of spiritual energy?

"But what if even the Heavenly Dao is manipulated or deceived by someone, using its power in vain?"

Thinking of this, his heart felt heavy.

However, the light emanating from the Nine Yin Nine Yang Pearls within his sea of ​​consciousness brought him renewed hope.

"The resurgence of spiritual energy may be a trap. But the Nine Yin Nine Yang Pearls may be the key to breaking the deadlock!"

"The illusion-breaking spells of the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends Techniques might, in the future, sever or purify the connection between the Heavenly Tribulation and the present world?"

Zhao Wuji felt somewhat relieved as he sensed the power of calamity within the core of the Blood Sword Divine Thought in his sea of ​​consciousness, which had been purified by the Yang Pearl and transformed into his own.

Even a powerful figure like Xiang Yu was ultimately forced to commit suicide to protect Western Chu.

This may also be partly due to the immense pressure exerted by Emperor Gaozu of Han on the battlefield.

The effects of the Heavenly Calamity are only partial.

This is enough to illustrate the terrifying nature of the calamities and corruptions of the Heavenly Dao.

Fortunately, he had the Yang Pearl to purify the calamity.

Even if we truly face the future, we won't be without any resistance.

"Master Zhang recorded the Nine Yin Nine Yang Pearl in the Yin Yang Strategy, so he probably knew that this pearl was the key to resisting the calamity of the Heavenly Dao?"

"But why did this pearl choose me?"

Zhao Wuji's mind was filled with a multitude of thoughts.

Some of the guesses are quite outrageous.

He couldn't find a clear answer yet.

"A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime."

Zhao Wuji stared at the Yin-Yang Pearl in his palm, a resolute glint in his eyes.

With such treasures in hand, if one does not quickly improve their strength, when the spiritual energy recovers and those slumbering old monsters awaken, and if anyone seeks these treasures...
It's bound to be a bloodbath!
"Cultivation is the fundamental principle!"

He suppressed his distracting thoughts and turned his gaze to the floating phantom image of Xiang Yu's head.

suddenly
A powerful sense of calling came from the north!

"The royal family of Beiyun Dizhou? Is it the real head of Xiang Yu that is calling out?"

In the void, Xiang Yu's double pupils suddenly shone with a brilliant crimson light!
The phantom of the blood moon spun wildly deep within his pupils, gradually revealing a majestic figure.
Martial Immortal Dao Divine Power!
The figure thrust out with both palms, causing mountains to collapse, and the heavily armored martial artists in front of him instantly exploded into a bloody mist!
When encountering a mountain, one halberd can cut it down!
The flying swords and magical treasures were shredded by the halberd light before they could even get close!

"Is this the legendary technique of the Overlord's Armor Removal? It's invincible, devastating, and unstoppable!"

Zhao Wuji was deeply shaken, and his double pupils unconsciously began to imitate that mysterious trajectory, causing a storm of emotions to surge within him.

This move is practically the bane of cultivators.
Overpower the law with force!

By pushing the martial artist's physique, blood, and strength to the extreme, the blood-fiend spiritual power is condensed into a tangible substance, destroying everything in an overwhelming manner!
Protective spells? Shatter!

Protective magic weapon? Destroy!

A barrier of divine consciousness? Destroy it!

"No wonder."

He recalled that the nine-layered dream barrier he had previously constructed using the Dream Marriage Technique had been broken through seven layers by this divine power!
That's protection at the level of Earthly Fiend Technique!

Such supernatural powers are truly astonishing!

Deep within the royal family's secret territory in Beiyun Dizhou.

"kill!!"

A terrifying roar, filled with murderous intent, suddenly erupted from the blood pool that sealed Xiang Yu's head, and the dark golden blood of the Overlord surged like boiling water.

The nine jade pillars, bound by silver chains, trembled violently, and the chains snapped straight with a clatter.

"what happened?"

Deep within the ancestral land, Wang Wujiang, the patriarch of the Wang family who was in seclusion, suddenly opened his eyes, his white hair moving without wind.

His withered fingers made hand seals.

A surge of divine consciousness, like an angry dragon emerging from the abyss, instantly traversed dozens of miles and condensed into the illusory figure of an old man before the stone gate of the secret realm.

"Buzz!"

The restrictive runes on the stone gate lit up one after another, but they all went out the moment the ancestor's divine sense swept over them.

When he saw the deep pool behind the door, his double pupils contracted sharply.
The head of Xiang Yu, sealed behind the door, was actually actively ramming against the barrier!

His black hair danced wildly like mad snakes, a blood moon hung high in his double pupils, and dark gold blood overflowed from his seven orifices, condensing into ancient battle patterns in the air.

Even more astonishingly, from the severed necks, blood-red threads resembling flesh sprouted, extending into the void like living things.

"Is this summoning the remains?"

Wang Wujiang's divine consciousness floated to the edge of the blood pool, his double pupils meeting Xiang Yu's head.

In an instant, the shattered images flooded into his mind like a torrent.

He saw the Overlord's left leg, sealed by the Yang family beneath the southern Chu state, and the remains, sealed by the Zhou family in the abyss of the East Sea.

He could even sense that the heart sealed by the Lü family in Beiyun Dizhou, and the right arm sealed by the Yang family in Zhongzhou, and all the remaining parts of the body were resonating with each other!
"Such an unusual movement." The old ancestor's double pupils beneath his white eyebrows flashed with a sharp light. Suddenly remembering something, he scanned every corner of the secret realm with his divine sense.

When he discovered the lingering traces of the Overlord's true blood on the lotus platform, his aged face showed surprise.

"Could it be because of that girl? She's only been refining the Overlord's True Blood for a short time, yet she's already provoked such a strong reaction from Xiang Yu?"

He recalled that Hua Feng had brought Hua Qing Shuang here before. That girl had an extremely high bloodline concentration and had refined five drops of true blood in just over a month, thus cultivating double pupils.
"If Xiang Yu's head is touched by the frost of the flower, then it is Heaven's help to our royal family!"

The ancestor suddenly laughed loudly, his divine body rippling with excitement.

Seven years!

According to the "Huangji Jingshi Shu" (Book of Supreme Principles for Governing the World), spiritual energy will recover in at most seven years.

If we can seize the opportunity to obtain the remains of other overlords, that will be the time for the royal family to rise again and prosper!

"Send the order!"

With a flick of his sleeve, his divine sense spread throughout the entire Wang family like thunder: "From today onwards, the family will recruit six guest elders. Their cultivation level must reach the late stage of the Condensation Realm. Those who are proficient in formations or weapon crafting will be given priority and the requirements will be relaxed!"
Those who are hired will enjoy the benefits and resources of the Wang family's fourth-level spiritual vein.

The sound boomed above the ancestral hall, startling all the clansmen into kneeling down.

Wang Shouzhen, the mysterious Golden Core King of the Xuanming Dynasty, from the second branch of the Wang family, was also alarmed and rushed out of his seclusion in the spiritual vein chamber.

But then they saw that the patriarch's divine sense had already condensed into a golden edict, which was transmitted into the minds of the guest ministers and elders of the three branches.

"Prepare for war! Prepare for war seven years from now!"

Wang Shouzhen's pupils contracted sharply as he suddenly sensed something amiss in the secret place.

He immediately released his powerful divine sense, which was at the Golden Core stage, and spread it out.

Xiang Yu's head suddenly roared silently towards the south, and a blurry figure was reflected in his double pupils. It was a figure with the illusory head of Xiang Yu hanging from it!

"That is."

Before Wang Shouzhen could see clearly, the patriarch suddenly flicked his sleeve, shattering the image. His double pupils burned with ambition: "Shouzhen, increase support for our spies in Southern Chu Prefecture and the East Sea! Remember, strictly protect their identities and secrets."

Before the words were finished, Xiang Yu's head inside the secret place emitted a silent roar of anger.

A domineering true intent shot straight into the sky, and the blurry figure in the double pupils became even more awe-inspiring!
"Hahaha--"

Inside the secluded chamber, the Wang family patriarch suddenly burst into laughter, the sound shaking the roof tiles.

In his eyes, that blurry figure was either Hua Qingshuang or himself!
Because Hua Qingshuang will be his sooner or later!

"Send the order!"

With a flick of his sleeve, the patriarch's voice boomed like a bell:

"Hua Qingshuang, a member of the Hua clan, possesses an astonishingly high concentration of bloodline, nurtured with the full strength of the clan! If she can achieve perfect spiritual cultivation within three years..."

His eyes suddenly gleamed:
"Over the next four years, the family will spare no resources to help him achieve the Golden Core stage!"

Only through his concealed and well-preserved foundation could the Wang family, seven years later, borrow Hua Qingshuang's bloodline power to overcome the Nascent Soul Tribulation and break through to condense the Nascent Soul.

Even if it were Wang Shouzhen, who was only at the early stage of the Golden Core realm, his foundation would be far inferior.

The banner of the Wang family still has to be carried by Wang Wujiang.

Therefore, it is only right to sacrifice some outstanding children in the future.

As for Hua Feng's little schemes, how could he not know them?
It's like an ant trying to shake a tree!
The reason why a swift and decisive crackdown has not yet been carried out is simply to avoid internal strife and unrest within the family.

A cold smile tugged at the corner of Wang Wujiang's mouth.

We are currently at a crucial juncture in our strategic planning, so let these few clowns have their moment for a few more days.

When the grand plan is about to be completed.
These eyesores of ants can be wiped out with a flick of the finger!

Six days passed in the blink of an eye.

The news that the Wang family, a powerful immortal cultivation clan in Beidi Yunzhou, had resumed recruiting guest elders had spread throughout the entire continent, and even other states had heard the news.

At this very moment, inside the Sword Pavilion Hall of the Qilin Sword Sect, also located in Beiyun Dizhou.

"You should all be aware of the news that the Wang family is recruiting guest advisors."

Third Elder Mo Wenjian stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over the elders in the hall like a sword, his voice low and deep.

"Wang Wujiang is an ambitious man. In recent years, the Wang family has secretly supported evil cultivators to plunder resources from various states, and even secretly controlled some small mortal countries and small grotto heavens, killing dragons to raise dragons, committing numerous evil deeds."

If we allow this to continue, and once the spiritual energy recovers, the Wang family patriarch breaks through to the Nascent Soul stage using the power of Xiang Yu's head, it will likely be ten times more difficult for our Qilin Sword Sect to act on behalf of Heaven and eliminate him!"

Elder Mo is absolutely right.

The elder of the Enforcement Hall echoed coldly, tapping his fingers on the table with a dull thud.

"In recent years, the Wang family has become increasingly unscrupulous. They have secretly carried out mass graves that are inhumane and cruel, while on the surface they have cultivated powerful cultivators such as Ba Jianhua and Leng Yun, who have reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, to intimidate all sides."

If we don't act now, and they grow stronger, the consequences will be dire!

The atmosphere inside the hall was solemn, and the elders all wore solemn expressions.

Mo Wenjian nodded slightly and continued, "The Wang family's recruitment of guest elders this time is actually an opportunity for us."

"We could send a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator to infiltrate them, firstly to gather intelligence on the Wang family's movements, and secondly to act as spies..."

A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"If necessary, they can act as inside agents to strike at crucial moments!"

"It's easier said than done, but that old fox Wang Wujiang isn't stupid either. We're still in the Dharma-ending Age."

"Cultivators at the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm are all named individuals; they don't just spring from rocks, and their origins can be easily traced..."

The elder, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke, his aged gaze sweeping over everyone.

"Without a suitable candidate, how easy is it to insert such a person into such an important position at such a sensitive time?"

Upon hearing this, all the elders couldn't help but feel troubled.

Indeed, choosing the right person is a troublesome matter.

The reason why Wang Wujiang chose to recruit late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators with such a grand display was clearly to use the fourth-level spiritual veins as bait to lure those desperate minor celestial masters into his trap!

"I do have someone in mind."

Mo Wenjian's eyes suddenly flashed, and he flipped his hand to take out a jade slip. He activated his divine sense, and a figure appeared.

He was a handsome young man in a black robe with cloud and mountain patterns on the sleeves. His brow bone resembled distant mountains, and his sword aura was restrained, yet it faintly revealed a sharp edge.

"Zhao Wuji, the master of the Tiannan Linlang Cave!"

"This person is at the mid-stage of the Concentration Realm, and his swordsmanship has reached the point where the sword energy and thunderous sound are incessant. I met him outside the Sword Tomb a month ago. His character and temperament are both quite good. The key point is that the Linglang Cave Heaven is a force secretly controlled by the Wang family."

"It turns out to be him!"

The Grand Elder raised a white eyebrow:
"It was at the Sword Tomb a month ago."

"Not bad!"

Mo Wenjian's sword suddenly rang out from his sleeve:
"Comprehending the Yin-Yang Sword Intent and the White Lotus Sword Intent within the Sword Tomb! Such talent is rare, appearing only once every few centuries!"

He gripped the jade slip tightly:

"If it weren't for the circumstances, would I have been willing to give up such a gem?"

The elders exchanged sighs. Such a swordsmanship prodigy was being wasted in that dangerous place.

"A fine sword is forged through tempering and honing!"

The First Elder said in a deep voice, "Furthermore, Junior Brother Mo, your recommendation of this young man is contingent upon him being willing to answer our summons and go to the Wang family to serve as an inside agent for our Qilin Sword Sect. If he is unwilling..."

"I think this shouldn't be a problem."

Mo Wenjian narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Over the years, I have learned through secret investigations that the Wang family has used bloodline curses on the disciples of Linlang and Qingming Caves, manipulating them at will and taking what they want."

This young man is a newly appointed cave master, with a strong and unyielding spirit. How could he be willing to be a puppet?
If we break the bloodline curse on him and guarantee to remove the Wang family's constraints on him in the future, we can not only make him willingly infiltrate the Wang family for us, but also gain another tempered and refined Qilin Sword Prodigy in the future!

"Senior Brother Mo's move is brilliant; it truly kills two birds with one stone!"

"No! It's killing three birds with one stone: it can save the Linglang Cave Heaven, strike at the Wang family, and also yield a Qilin Sword!"

The elders seconded the motion.

Upon hearing this, the First Elder nodded and pondered, "In that case, Junior Brother Mo, you should make a low-key trip to Tiannan and convey the sincerity of our Qilin Sword Sect."
A wise glint flashed in the old man's eyes:
"This young man is not yet a disciple of our Qilin Sword Sect. For someone with such a clear understanding of swordsmanship, empty talk about righteousness is not as effective as offering practical benefits."

(End of this chapter)