Immortals of the End Times

East China Sea.

The lush, verdant islands, large and small, are like sparkling emeralds, scattered across the vast blue sea.

A milky-white cloud hangs across the forest edge of Haishan Dongtian, an island in the sea.

Zhao Wuji, dressed in black, with the old face of the Tiannan Patriarch, looked cold and indifferent as he watched the waves surge in below, crashing against the rocks with a deafening roar.

"What a magnificent scene of vast sky and boundless sea! It's a pity that after this, the Sea Mountain Grotto will disappear completely from the East China Sea."

Zhao Wuji said calmly.

"My lord!" Behind him, Bai Chengshang bowed respectfully and said, "The cultivation cave within the spiritual vein has been prepared for you."

"it is good!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice, "During my seclusion, protect the Dharma well, and no one is allowed to break in and disturb me!"

"Yes!"

Bai Chengshang respectfully accepted the toast.

With a flick of his black robe, Zhao Wuji's figure vanished in an instant, transforming into a gust of black wind.

Deep within the spiritual veins of Haishan Cave, the stone chamber is dark and gloomy.

Zhao Wuji sat cross-legged on the futon, and with a gentle flick of his sleeves, the portal to the second heavenly space quietly opened.

A gray mist hung down like a veil, completely enveloping an area of ​​about ten feet in radius.

He gently pinched the Yin Marrow within the Pot Heaven Space with two fingers, and a faint light flowed between his fingers, as if he were scooping up a handful of water from the River Styx.

The Yin marrow instantly disappeared and entered the second Yin pearl.

The Yin Pearl is complete!

"The Yin Pearl steals lifespan, extending it by another hundred years!"

As Zhao Wuji used the Perfect Yin Pearl, the Yin Pearl suddenly collapsed!

The dark yin essence flowed out like ink, instantly transforming into a surging torrent of yin energy that rushed down the meridians.

Wherever the Yin energy passes, flesh and bones are tempered by millennia of ice, solidifying inch by inch, yet bursting forth with a strange vitality in the extreme cold.

However, as the Yin energy entered the body, strands of dark red karmic affliction threads emerged from deep within the flesh and blood, spreading like a spider web.

These karmic threads, like tangled filth, coiled between meridians, bones, and internal organs, exuding an aura of decay and decay, as if a curse descended from the heavens.

"Boom!"

A muffled rumble suddenly came from the heavens, accompanied by rolling thunder, as if a giant beast were turning over.

The rock strata of the stone chamber's dome trembled with the sound waves, and fine sand and gravel fell like rain.

A chilling feeling, as if impending doom, suddenly descended upon me.

"Here they come again, just as I expected."

Zhao Wuji suddenly looked up, his double pupils gleaming like a blood moon.

The gaze pierced through the hundred-foot-high rock layer and reached the sky, where the once clear night sky was now turbid and yellow, twisting and writhing like boiling mud.

Those who steal lifespan with the Yin Pearl will inevitably suffer calamity!
With each inch the calamity threads spread, his flesh twisted and tore, yet it healed rapidly under the nourishment of the yin energy, becoming even more resilient.

The bones crackled and popped under the erosion of the calamity, like black iron being quenched, their density increasing sharply, and they even faintly shone with a dark golden luster.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the four core divine senses trembled simultaneously!
The four illusory figures—the Ice Sword, the Martial Halberd, the Blood Sword, and the Nirvana Black Sword—floated and sank in the waves of Yin energy, each radiating its own spiritual light.

Ice swords freeze into frost, halberds are stained with evil, blood swords weep in calamity, black swords are reborn from the ashes.

The resonance of the four elements temporarily suppressed the power of calamity and corruption.

"Double pupils!"

Zhao Wuji suddenly opened his eyes.

"boom!"

The golden patterns of the head-continuing technique flashed wildly on the neck, and the phantom image of Xiang Yu's head spontaneously appeared!

Its double pupils, like a blood moon hanging high, actively devoured the turbid threads of calamity, transforming them into domineering blood energy to nourish its physical body.

Just as the calamity surging into his body was about to get out of control.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the Yang Pearl burst forth with intense golden light, shining as brightly as the sun in the sky!

The yang energy flows down like a celestial river, merging with the yin energy to form a tai chi vortex.

Under the strangulation of Yin and Yang energies, the turbid threads of calamity disintegrated inch by inch, transforming into pure energy that merged into flesh, blood, and soul.

"Boom!!"

Zhao Wuji's pores spewed out jet-black filth, and his old body peeled off like a snake shedding its skin.

The newborn skin is as smooth and lustrous as jade, and the bones are as solid as cast gold.

The meridians coiled like dragons, and the flow of blood faintly emitted the sounds of wind and thunder!
Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the four core divine senses were completely stabilized, and mysterious Dao patterns appeared on their surface.

Ice swords glowed, halberds whirled, blood swords emanated malevolence, and black swords solidified.
The four thoughts complement each other and form a unified whole.

Right now!

The thunder from the heavens above was even more intense.

Zhao Wuji suddenly looked up, and under the observation of his double pupils, in the depths of chaos, a slit that stretched for thousands of miles was slowly opening, revealing half of a giant pupil as cloudy as amber.

His tiny, ant-like figure was reflected in the center of his pupils.

"Boom!"

A deafening clang of chains rattling echoed from within the clouds of calamity, and the slits in the sky widened further. An aura of decay and decay descended as if it were tangible, instantly dimming the protective array surrounding the Sea Mountain Grotto.

One eye open, one eye closed.

Zhao Wuji's pupils suddenly contracted.

This was the first time he had used his double pupils to observe the heavens.

This time I saw it much more clearly.

That enormous creature truly had only one eye!

On the other side, the eyelid was tightly closed, and a hideous scar was faintly visible, undulating like a mountain range, covered with spider web-like scars, as if it had been gouged out by some sharp weapon.

Through the slit of his single open eye, countless shattered phantoms of dynasties were reflected, as if all things were but bubbles, rising and falling.

The moment he saw that slit in the eye, he felt a chill.

It seems to be the indifferent and cold indifference of heaven and earth, treating all things as straw dogs.

His mind trembled.

When it was about to give out, Yangzhu began to purify the turbidity within its body, which, in conjunction with the suppression of the double pupils, was devoured by the blood-red sword in its sea of ​​consciousness.

Amidst the swirling, terrifying aura of turbid yellow, the one open eye slit resembled a setting sun, its pupil seemingly bearing the will of Heaven.

Zhao Wuji felt a sharp pain in his double pupils, and blood instantly burst from the corners of his eyes, yet he still stared intently at the enormous creature.

It was a giant, mutilated face!

In the center of his right pupil, a dark point of light, of the same origin as the Yin-Yang Pearl, floated, only a million times larger, devouring the surrounding turbid energy like a black hole.

"This is."

Zhao Wuji's soul trembled, and the causal thread of the Yin Pearl stealing lifespan was drawn to that pupil like a spider's web.

Just as the turbid yellow aura was about to erode downwards along the causal lines.

Suddenly, the Yang Pearl in his sea of ​​consciousness erupted with blazing golden light, forming a Yin-Yang diagram with the Yin Pearl, which spun rapidly and shattered the probing force.

"receive!"

Zhao Wuji quickly closed the second pot-shaped space.

A deep rumble of thunder echoed from the heavens, and the mangled giant face slowly disappeared into the chaos.

The sea returned to calm, and the moonlight spread out like a silver veil.

If it weren't for the more than a hundred wandering streams of turbid energy within the Pot Heaven space, everything would have seemed like a dream.

"The One-Eyed Heavenly Dao, the Incomplete Incarnation of Calamity?"

Zhao Wuji felt the power of his body and soul, and seemed to be deep in thought.

This theft of lifespan once again alarmed that being, causing more entangled karmic and turbid energy to be generated within the body.

But under the balance of Yin and Yang, calamity becomes nourishment.

After the blood-fiend spiritual power within his body absorbed the tribulation turbidity, it became increasingly solid, and the blood-fiend crystal core even grew by 30%.

The surface of the Yin-Yang Bead displays "Martial Immortal Cultivation: Early Stage of Martial Courage (1230/3000)".

Martial Immortal's cultivation level increased by more than a thousand.

The Yin Pearl successfully stole lifespan, while the Yang Pearl purified the calamity and impurities, achieving harmony between Yin and Yang.

His physical strength surged, his spiritual resilience increased dramatically, and his martial will also greatly enhanced his divine sense.

Zhao Wuji suddenly expanded his divine sense.

His divine sense quickly covered a distance of 300 miles, and even continued to extend outwards until it reached 360 miles before stopping.

"The range of divine sense has increased by 60 miles, which is already beyond the ordinary early stage of the Golden Core realm."

Zhao Wuji thought to himself. Just then, his divine sense swept across the sea and he suddenly spotted a spirit boat flying by.

Several disciples dressed in the attire of the Penglai Sword Pavilion were solemnly gazing in the direction of the Sea Mountain Cave, whispering amongst themselves.

"Just a moment ago, thunderclouds were thick, how come the wind and waves have suddenly calmed down?"

A disciple carrying a long sword frowned and said, "This Sea Mountain Grotto has always been sinister and strange. I'm afraid it's brewing some kind of disaster again."

"Not bad!"

The other man gripped his sword hilt tightly, a fierce glint in his eyes. "The matter of their cave master, Lan Canghai, has not yet been settled, and Lan Canghai has fled to the Wang family and found a powerful backer."

However, he may escape, but he can't hide from the temple. This time, we must report to the elders and eradicate this cancer completely!

Zhao Wuji frowned slightly upon hearing this.

Although these disciples of Penglai Sword Pavilion had good intentions, they were unaware that the strange phenomena here were actually caused by his theft of lifespan.

If he were to summon the elders of the Sword Pavilion, it would not only disrupt his plan to collect the spiritual veins, but could also expose his identity.

"That's all."

His black robes fluttered in the wind, his aura of menace surged, and his eyes flashed like lightning.

"Today, let this 'Ancestor of Tiannan' add another infamy to his name—forcibly seizing spiritual veins!"

"Although I plunder, it is to strengthen my power and later use the Yin-Yang Pearl to find out the truth about the depletion of spiritual energy in this world."

"Have a clear conscience!"

He abruptly withdrew his consciousness.

Then observe the new set of messages displayed on the surface of the Yin-Yang Beads.

"Physical Reconstruction: 2/2"

With the Yin-Yang Pearl complete, there is another opportunity to reshape the physical body.

Zhao Wuji knew that although this ability could preserve his physical body and make him nearly immortal, the methods of killing and destroying souls in the cultivation world were endless. If his soul were destroyed, he would ultimately not escape death.

However, with this supernatural power protecting him, even if he cultivates to the Nascent Soul stage and his physical body is accidentally destroyed, he will not need to possess another person's body; he can reshape himself.

His gaze shifted slightly, landing on the third unlocked Yin Bead.

The first set of tadpole-like characters on the surface of this Yin Pearl was already 70% lit up when I was studying the inner landscape refining technique of the Yellow Court Inner Classic.

Now that it's fully unlocked, a line of magical information appears.
"Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends Techniques - Shifting Scenery (Undeciphered)"

"It is this technique..."

Zhao Wuji's eyes narrowed.

As far as he knew, the Scene Shifting Technique was a mysterious method for manipulating the spatial environment. It could instantly transfer oneself or a target to a preset scene, switch the battlefield environment, and also change the scenery of a local area, blurring the lines between reality and illusion.

As for whether there are other mysteries, we will only know after they are fully deciphered.

However, based on its known power alone, if combined with the Pot Heaven Technique and the Invisibility Technique, it will surely be invincible!
"It's not time to investigate yet. The time isn't right. Let's extract the spiritual vein and leave this place immediately!"

Zhao Wuji's gaze darkened slightly. He had originally planned to condense the Lesser Golden Core in the Sea Mountain Cave, but now he had to act ahead of schedule.

With a thought, he sensed the changes in the First Heavenly Chamber.
In the past ten days or so, thanks to the eight ancient spirit stones and thousands of source crystals offered by Wang Zheng, the space has expanded to more than 180 zhang, filled with spiritual energy and with stable earth veins.

However, the depleted spiritual vein in Haishan Cave Heaven, though over two hundred feet long, was still there.

However, in terms of volume, the Pot Heaven Space is large enough to accommodate it without affecting the layout of the resource points within it.

"receive!"

He flashed, stepping through the air, his sleeves fluttering in the wind. Immediately, a telepathic message entered the space within the pot-shaped chamber…

"Xiaoyue, Xiaoya, quickly go up to the attic to take refuge!"

Although the two children did not understand why, they did not hesitate and immediately transformed into two streaks of light and rushed into the pavilion.

Zhao Wuji raised his hand and patted the storage bag.

An ancient and profound diagram of the earth's veins unfolds in the wind.

The gold patterns on the scroll flow like living things, outlining the direction of the underground spiritual veins.

"Search for the energy in the earth's veins, and guide the dragon through the spiritual pivot!"

He formed hand seals, his hands radiating brilliant spiritual light as he pushed his exceptional guiding technique to its limit, aiding in the manipulation of the earth's energy veins.

Whoohoo!
His eyes shone brightly, and his spiritual energy surged like a tide, rapidly diminishing.

In an instant, a deep rumble came from underground, as if an ancient behemoth had awakened.
"Boom!"

The entire island trembled violently, rocks crumbled, and ancient trees fell.

Deep underground, the second-level spiritual vein, which had been dormant for many years, was seized by an invisible giant hand and forcibly peeled away from the rock strata!

The spiritual vein transformed into a dazzling earth dragon, struggling and roaring, but it was bound layer by layer by the golden chains of the Earth Vein Spiritual Pivot Diagram, being dragged out inch by inch!
The sea suddenly surged with towering waves, the island's spiritual energy leaked out wildly, vegetation withered, and the spiritual spring dried up.

The disciples within the cave were horrified by the earth-shaking tremors and the intense depletion of spiritual energy. Some exclaimed, "Is there a problem with the spiritual veins?!"

A deacon and elders were about to arrive to inspect the spiritual vein, but were stopped by Bai Chengshang, the protector.

Meanwhile, inside the Pot Heaven space.

"Sir, this is..."

Xiaoyue's eyes widened, and before she could finish speaking, a dark crack suddenly appeared in the sky.

"boom!!"

The spiritual vein, like a dragon carrying immense earth energy, roared into the world of the pot!

Wherever the dragon's body passed, the crystalline soil surged and the earth's crust rose, actually creating a majestic sacred mountain on the plain!
The little girl was so frightened that she hugged Xiaoyue and stammered, "It's...it's too big! A mountain...a mountain has grown out?!"

The sea surrounding Haishan Cave is filled with towering waves, making the islands look like small boats tossed about in the raging storm.

"How dare you! Who are you, a lowly villain, to act so recklessly in the Eastern Sea region of Penglai Sword Pavilion?!"

Just then, a deafening roar, accompanied by an astonishingly powerful divine sense, exploded from a hundred miles away, as if thunder had torn the sky apart!
Baili's Divine Sense - Perfected Concentration!
Immediately following was the ear-piercing sword cry that pierced through the clouds!
"Zheng!!!"

Before the sword light arrives, the sword intent precedes it!
In an instant, the entire sea area seemed to be enveloped by an invisible sword domain, and the surging sea surface even showed a tendency to be calmed!

"An elder of the Penglai Sword Pavilion? You arrived quite quickly!"

Zhao Wuji, his black robes fluttering, suddenly raised his eyes, his face cold and indifferent!
A flash of blood-red light appeared in his double pupils, and a ring of scarlet aura exploded around him with a "boom"!
"Noisy!"

He snorted coldly, and the blood-red sword in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly trembled. A terrifying sword intent, carrying the aura of calamity and turbidity, suddenly merged into the flying blood-fiend needle sword and shot out!

"Stop the flow!" he suddenly made a hand seal.

"Hey!"

Wherever the blood-feather-like blood-fiend needle sword passed, a deep trench hundreds of feet deep was carved into the sea surface, and the seawater on both sides froze like a cliff!
"what?!"

The moment the elder of Penglai Sword Pavilion arrived, he was met head-on by a blood-red sword intent!
"puff!!"

His consciousness was instantly torn apart as if by a thousand knives, shattering in an instant, and even becoming entangled by the tribulation!
The elder groaned, blood seeping from his seven orifices, and staggered back a hundred feet. When he saw the astonishing cliff where a single sword strike had severed the flow of the sea, his eyes were filled with horror: "Golden Core level divine sense?! A sword strike that severed the sea, a Golden Core monster! No... this is impossible!"

In this degenerate age, how could a Golden Core level expert rashly venture out to make a move?!

He was horrified.

Zhao Wuji had already flown out of the depleted spiritual veins, standing tall in mid-air with his hands behind his back. His black robes fluttered without wind, his face was ancient and weathered, his expression was cold and indifferent, and his eyes were deep and unfathomable, giving people a ruthless and cold impression, as well as a domineering aura that was awe-inspiring.

He looked down from his high vantage point, his voice as cold as an abyss:

"I, the Ancestor of Tiannan, have emerged from seclusion today because of the grudge that Lan Canghai has incurred my wrath. I have come to extract the spiritual veins of the Sea Mountain Cave Heaven as a warning to others!"

"Lan Canghai offended me, and this is his fate! Does your Penglai Sword Pavilion also intend to stand up for Lan Canghai?!"

Before he finished speaking, the sword intent of the Blood Fiend Needle Sword surged once again.

The disciples and elders of Haishan Cave Heaven were all horrified, and gasped as they looked at the cliff face that had been cleaved open by a single sword.

"No, no, I don't dare!"

The elder of Penglai Sword Pavilion, who had reached the peak of the Concentration Realm, trembled with fear, his divine sense reaching all around him.

The black-robed figure stood in mid-air, with the Blood Fiend Needle Swords behind him unfolding like the wings of an Asura, each one emitting a terrifying and deadly light!
"One more step and you will die."

The five words "indifferent" were enough to intimidate all sides, completely disregarding the so-called status of Penglai Sword Pavilion as the overlord of the East Sea!

The elder's face turned deathly pale, his heart filled with turmoil:

"This scoundrel... he only attacked because Lan Canghai offended him?!"

"Why the hell should I stand up for him?! That bastard Lan Canghai has committed countless evils and deserves to die!"

He suppressed the surging blood in his throat, disregarding the damage to his consciousness, and immediately bowed deeply, forcing a fawning smile onto his face, his voice trembling slightly:

"Senior Tiannan! It's a misunderstanding! A huge misunderstanding!"

"I have come here to punish this evil place, Hai Shan Dong Tian!"

"I never expected that you, senior, would take action first and rid the East Sea of ​​this scourge... This is truly a blessing for the cultivators of the East Sea!"

As he spoke, he used his divine sense to observe Zhao Wuji, his back already soaked with cold sweat, and he slowly retreated.

Retreat, retreat, retreat!

Retreat immediately.

This old monster was able to become enemies with someone as vicious as Lan Canghai, so he must also be a chivalrous and righteous person. Otherwise, he wouldn't have held back just now. It's just that his appearance looks a bit sinister.

"Go back and report to the sect leader immediately!"
(End of this chapter)