Immortals of the End Times

Seven days later, on the border of Yunzhou in the Northern Di.

The morning mist, like a veil, shrouded the boundary marker mountain where the two states meet.

Wang Zheng, dressed in a black robe, stood before the flying boat.

Three members of the Yang family rode in a flying boat to see them off, with banners fluttering at the stern, embroidered with the ancient pine emblem of the Yang family of Southern Chu.

"Brother Wang, I don't know when we will meet again after this parting."

Yang Su, the leader of the Yang family members, cupped his hands and smiled, secretly making a sound transmission spell in his sleeve, "The Immortal Martial Sect has been patrolling very strictly recently, but since they have entered my Yang family's territory, they dare not act recklessly."

Wang Zheng remained calm as his gaze swept over the several figures that were faintly visible in the distant mountain pass. He breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the family members he had contacted were already waiting for him on the other side.

He then said, “Brother Yang, you are a man of great virtue. If you ever come to Yunzhou in the Northern Di, I, Wang, will certainly welcome you with open arms.”

Suddenly, a burst of light appeared in the clouds ahead!

"Stay!"

Three cultivators from the Immortal Martial Sect, clad in crimson bronze armor, flew in from afar, their landing raising a dust wave several feet high.

The leading cultivator held a long spear as a magic weapon to block the way, showing no fear despite facing cultivators from the Yang family.

Yang Su's face darkened abruptly. "How dare you! This is a distinguished guest guarantored by the Yang family. You all must make way at once!"

"Fellow Daoist Yang! We are here on the orders of Sect Master Yan to inspect all cultivators passing through!"

The cultivator from the Immortal Martial Sect raised his hand in a bow, his eyes, like those of a hawk, fixed on Wang Zheng beneath his iron mask. "Fellow Daoist, Sect Master Yan has ordered that all passing cultivators be checked. Please wait a moment. If it is confirmed to be a misunderstanding, we will leave."

"I'm going out, why must I wait a moment? Do you even know who I am?"

Wang Zheng snorted coldly, his black cloak fluttering even without wind, revealing a robe embroidered with the Wang family's cloud and dragon patterns underneath.

With a flick of his finger, a token symbolizing the Wang family's identity floated in front of him, the two characters "Wang Zheng" shining brightly in the spiritual light, and his concentrated and perfect spiritual power poured out like a tide!

"I am Wang Zheng of the Wang family of Yunzhou in the Northern Di. What is the meaning of this, everyone?"

The royal family of Yunzhou, the Northern Barbarians

The cultivators from the Immortal Martial Sect all paled under the immense pressure.

Only now did they realize that they had simultaneously stopped two forces that were no less powerful than the Immortal Martial Sect.

Moreover, his cultivation level is so high.

If Elder Red Eyebrows doesn't come soon...

The cultivators of the Immortal Martial Sect were secretly alarmed. Even if Wang Zheng of the Wang family killed them on the spot, the sect would likely suffer significant consequences.
"Zheng!!"

Suddenly, a sword cry that ripped through the sky resounded through the heavens, and a crimson streak of light fell to earth like a meteor.

"boom!"

Elder Crimson Eyebrows landed heavily on the ground, the blood-red aura swirling around the sword scorching the ground with spiderweb-like marks.

However, the Burning Sword, which had been tracking Wang Zheng for many days, was not pointing at Wang Zheng at this moment, but instead pointed diagonally at the ground.

"Greetings, Elder Red Eyebrow!" The cultivators hurriedly bowed.

Chi Mei stared at the trembling magic sword in his hand, his gaze sweeping over Wang Zheng's cold and stern face with surprise and suspicion, finally landing on the Wang family token, his pupils suddenly shrinking.

In the shadows, behind the mountain rocks.

A spiritual light flowed from Zhao Wuji's fingertips, and the guiding technique transformed into invisible wisps.

He had quietly transformed the last trace of the Burning Sword mark and aura on Wang Zheng's body using the Qi Transformation Technique.

"A direct descendant of the Wang family?"

Elder Chi Mei looked at Wang Zheng with suspicion and growing increasingly doubtful of his seemingly perfect cultivation.

However, the Burning Sword showed no reaction, and he dared not draw any conclusions, so he could only cup his hands and say:
"May I ask why this fellow Daoist from the Wang family has graced Southern Chu Prefecture with his presence?"

Knowing that his master had already resolved his breathing issue, Wang Zheng immediately sneered, his gaze piercing the Crimson-Eyebrowed Elder like a knife:
"So this is the Immortal Martial Sect! How dare you stop me and Brother Yang from the Yang family for questioning? Has this Southern Chu Prefecture already become your Immortal Martial Sect's territory?"

Elder Chi Mei was shocked and caught a glimpse of Yang Su's gloomy face.

"Elder Red Eyebrows".

Yang Su said coldly, "You need to give the Yang family an explanation for this matter."

"Qiang!"

Wang Zheng's magical halberd appeared out of thin air, his right eye suddenly revealed a double pupil, and his spiritual pressure was as deep as the ocean: "I have long heard that the Immortal Martial Sect's martial immortal path is unparalleled in combat power. Today, I, Wang, will see where you, a mere late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, get the audacity to stop me!"

Elder Crimson Eyebrows' eye twitched. He glanced warily at the legendary double pupils, then quickly forced a smile, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said in a deep voice:

"Fellow Daoist Wang, please calm down! It's all because your disciples don't know the rules. It seems to be a misunderstanding. Please make yourself at home."

After saying that, he quickly took out a brocade box containing two ancient spirit stones: "These two ancient spirit stones are a token of apology. My Immortal Martial Sect has been embroiled in trouble lately and has absolutely no intention of offending the Yang and Wang families."

Yang Su's eyes flickered slightly, and he pushed his own share of spirit stones toward Wang Zheng, laughing loudly, "Since it's a misunderstanding, let's clear it up. I'll pass on my apology to Brother Wang."

Wang Zheng loosened his hands behind his back, accepted the two spirit stones handed to him, and glanced indifferently at Elder Chi Mei.

"You know what's going on!"

Elder Red Eyebrows suppressed his anger and forced a smile, "Fellow Daoist Wang, please take care!"

Wang Zheng nodded to the Yang family members, and as he turned around, the blood moon in his right pupil completely disappeared.

On the other side of Boundary Stele Mountain, several members of the Wang family were riding cloud boats that had already risen with guiding spiritual light.

The mountain wind swept past where Zhao Wuji was hiding, leaving only a few wisps of spiritual mist from the guiding technique.

He watched Wang Zheng pass through safely, his figure fading away like ink under the cover of invisibility.

"strangeness."

Yang Su watched Wang Zheng and the others depart on the guiding cloud boat. Elder Chi Mei also led his men to retreat. Yang Su stood with his hands behind his back on the spirit boat, his brows slightly furrowed, and a shadow flashed in his eyes.

"It wasn't Wang Zheng after all."

He ran his fingers over the communication jade talisman hidden in his sleeve, shook his head slightly, and sighed.

"What a waste of all that preparation."

He had already secretly investigated and found out that Wang Zheng came from the territory of the Immortal Martial Sect.

His sudden visit to Nan Chu Prefecture is highly suspicious, and he is very likely one of the masterminds behind the pursuit by the Immortal Martial Sect.

He feigned hospitality towards Wang Zheng, but in reality, he had already secretly contacted the spies of the Immortal Martial Sect and deliberately leaked the news when sending Wang Zheng out of seclusion, attracting the attention of the Red Eyebrow Elder of the Immortal Martial Sect.

If it can be confirmed in the end, Wang Zheng is one of the murderers who killed Luo Zhan.

That would be a perfect opportunity to provoke a conflict between the Immortal Martial Sect and the Wang family.

After all, the Wang family has been aggressively recruiting retainers in the past two years, revealing their ambitions. Making enemies for them now would be a good opportunity to weaken the Wang family.

Unfortunately... Elder Chi Mei's Burning Sword failed to lock onto Wang Zheng's aura, and in the end, he had no choice but to let him pass.

Yang Su sighed inwardly. Now that Wang Zheng had left Nan Chu Prefecture, the only way to deal with the matter was to find another opportunity.

At this moment, Wang Zheng's voice echoed in the dream constructed by the Dream Marriage Technique: "My lord, I have passed through safely. But this time it's strange. I was crossing the border of the Yang family's sphere of influence. How could the Immortal Martial Sect intercept me so precisely?"

I'm afraid that scoundrel Yang Su tricked me."

On the other side, above the clouds.

Zhao Wuji rode the wind and nodded slightly upon hearing this: "That is indeed possible. It seems that your Wang family and Yang family are only on the surface, but in reality, each has their own ulterior motives."

"However, this matter is now settled. You have obtained two spirit stones and returned safely, so it wasn't a wasted trip."

His eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his mind raced:

If one were to use the Qi-transformation technique of guiding energy, one could transfer Wang Zheng's aura to the Yang family.
But on second thought:
Which of the high-ranking members of the Yang family and the Immortal Martial Sect isn't a cunning old fox?
Such clumsy tactics will be easily seen through by both sides with a little investigation, and will only expose more clues.

"The Yang family on the right."

A cold glint flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes:
"By sealing off Xiang Yu's right arm, we'll have to deal with him sooner or later. This is a debt we'll have to settle."

Before he finished speaking, his figure had already transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the sky.

Five days later.

Inside the Sword Rain Tower, Zhao Wuji sat cross-legged on a jade couch, his spiritual energy flowing around him like a stream.

He looked inward at his dantian, where the golden elixir hung in the center of the secret realm, its golden patterns becoming increasingly clear.

With the aid of the Zhou Tian acupuncture technique, and by opening the Xuanpin Gate every two days, he no longer needs to rely on the spiritual energy of the fourth-level spiritual veins to stabilize his golden core.

"Now, with the combination of guiding techniques and drinking alcohol, one can condense nineteen strands of spiritual energy each day. If one cultivates all day and draws spiritual energy from Wang Zheng and Lin Qi's caves, one can condense thirty strands of spiritual energy per day."

As he looked inward, the numerical value of his immortal cultivation on the Yin-Yang Pearl clearly appeared:
Concentration and Perfection (2351/19999)

"Unfortunately, I was ultimately unable to cultivate to my full potential."

Zhao Wuji shook his head slightly.

As a guest of the royal family, he still needs to regularly complete the task of repairing the formations of the five immortal mountains.

Otherwise, staying indoors for too long will inevitably attract the attention of the Affairs Department.

"However, it's not entirely without its advantages."

He smiled slightly, made a hand seal with his fingertips, and a key to the array flew out from his sleeve.

This item was obtained from Lin Qi and can briefly disrupt the outer formation of Balong Mountain.

"While repairing the formation, we can take the opportunity to investigate the true nature of the Wang family's secret base and pave the way for future actions."

He hesitated for a moment, then took out the newly issued mission jade token from the Affairs Hall.

"The 'Two Elements Sealing Dust Array' of Yunlong Mountain needs adjustment of its earth vein nodes, and the 'Earth Vein Sealing Spirit Array' of Balong Mountain needs reinforcement of its array patterns."

Zhao Wuji's eyes flickered slightly as he glanced at the task list.

"We'll go to Yunlong Mountain first tomorrow, and then to Balong Mountain the day after tomorrow."

He immediately made a hand seal, used the Dream Transmission Technique to penetrate the void, and ordered Lin Qi: "The day after tomorrow, come with me to Balong Mountain. Take advantage of the repair work to find out the true nature of the secret array's core."

On the other side of the dream, Lin Qi respectfully agreed.

Zhao Wuji finished his practice and stood up. With a slight flutter of his sleeves, twelve array flags fell like a galaxy, enveloping the Sword Rain Tower in a complex and interwoven barrier.

"Let's cultivate today and carry out the mission tomorrow."

He closed his eyes and made a hand seal, and the guiding light of his spiritual technique spread like a wisp of silk, drawing spiritual energy from all directions.

The spiritual energy enters the body, surging like a river, slowly condensing into spiritual energy and merging into the nascent core.

Suddenly, the dream rippled slightly.

Zhao Wuji's mind stirred, and he realized that Bai Chengshang was calling him in his dream. He immediately made a hand seal to enter the dream.

"My lord, as you instructed, I have found a suitable candidate within the Seven Clouds Sect. This person is at the eighth level of Qi Refining and has already left the sect. He is currently in Lingyun Market in Yizhou, Huaihai."

"Eighth level of Qi Refining." Zhao Wuji frowned slightly. "Not the Condensation Realm."

Such a minor character is not worth his personal attention; let Madam Zhixia handle it.

"Send your Southern Cave Master with my talisman pills," he calmly ordered. "You assist him from the side, and make sure to clean it up thoroughly, leaving no trace."

"I will obey the Lord's decree!" Bai Chengshang respectfully replied.

Time flies, and more than four months have passed.

The chill of early spring has long since faded, and the vegetation on Balong Mountain is growing wildly under the scorching summer sun.

The mountain air was filled with a spiritual energy that made it feel scorching hot.

During these four months, aside from his daily cultivation, Zhao Wuji frequently entered and exited various forbidden areas of Balong Mountain under the pretext of repairing the formation.

He had secretly transmitted the Hua clan's secret stance and the weaknesses in the Wang family's array formation to Mo Wenjian of the Qilin Sword Sect through a secret message. With these two important matters initially accomplished, Mo Wenjian was overjoyed.

He immediately sent a message promising that if Zhao Wuji could find out the details of the secret place, he would be rewarded with two more precious Sword Heart Pills.

Zhao Wuji then decided to personally explore the secret place again, and also to determine the location of Xiang Yu's head.

Lin Qi, the mage who served him, had already pointed out the weaknesses in the outer array.

He even secretly altered several array patterns, allowing him to silently infiltrate the outer perimeter of the secret realm.

Zhao Wuji deliberately slowed down the progress of each renovation.

On the surface, they are striving for perfection, but in reality, they are secretly exploring the layout of the secret location.

He once used invisibility to sneak into the outer perimeter of the secret place at midnight, taking advantage of a gap in the array inspection, to observe the operation of the inner layer of restrictions.

He also briefly disrupted the outer array with the array key provided by Lin Qi, and under the cover of invisibility, he spied on the spiritual energy fluctuations deep within the secret place.

Now, his understanding of the secret realm of Balong Mountain is probably more thorough than that of all the elders of the Wang family.

On this day, a summer downpour had just passed, and the mountains were shrouded in mist.

Outside the secret realm of Balong Mountain, array patterns are densely packed like a spider web, and spiritual light flows between the restrictions.

Zhao Wuji stood in front of the array node on the outer edge of the secret place, a cold glint in his eyes.

"it's time……"

He activated the array key, and the moment the Yinwen Stone was embedded into the groove, a tiny gap appeared in the outer array like ripples.

He then made a hand seal and cast an invisibility spell, his figure disappearing into the mist after the rain like light ink.

"My lord, the formation will automatically repair itself in half an hour. Be sure to exit in time!"

Lin Qi sent a telepathic reminder, his forehead already beaded with sweat, feeling extremely nervous and uneasy. He could only pretend to check the formation while secretly providing cover.

"rest assured!"

Zhao Wuji's figure, concealed by an invisibility spell, seeped into the formation like a mist.

Within the secret realm, spiritual energy flowed like a torrent. Zhao Wuji silently passed through the outer array and, taking advantage of the brief disruption caused by the array key, slipped into the interior of the secret realm.

A golden light flashed at his neck, and Xiang Yu's head suddenly appeared on his face.

"Om!!"

A deep, resonant sound emanated from the depths of the secret place, like the beating of ancient war drums.

Zhao Wuji felt the illusory Xiang Yu's head on his face tremble violently and float up on its own, its blood-moon-like double pupils sweeping towards the northwest stone wall.

He could clearly perceive it through the stone wall.

Another real Xiang Yu's head was sleeping at the core of the barrier thirty feet away, emanating a strong pressure.

What shocked him even more was that Hua Qingshuang's aura bloomed like an ice lotus as she sat cross-legged beside the head, cultivating.

She was surrounded by rich spiritual energy, seemingly on the verge of reaching the pinnacle of spiritual cultivation and approaching the Golden Core stage.

Suddenly, she felt the restlessness of the dream-attracting worm within her body, and immediately opened her eyes, her gaze strange, "Wuji...?"

"Roar!!"

Suddenly, a deep roar erupted from the depths of the secret place, the sound waves crashing against the stone walls in all directions as if they were tangible.

Caught off guard, Zhao Wuji felt his blood and qi surge as he was struck by the sound waves. The illusory head of Xiang Yu on his face trembled as if it wanted to break free from the head-regeneration technique and fly away.

He made a quick decision, forming a hand seal and retreating rapidly, his figure shooting out of the formation like lightning.

The stone wall behind them cracked open with a spiderweb-like fissure, and the restrictive spiritual light chased after them like a venomous snake!

"Shh!"

The moment Zhao Wuji broke out of the formation, the outer array patterns closed as if they were alive, sealing off the surging spiritual energy.

He swiftly made hand seals to cast the Head-Renewing Technique to stabilize the illusory head of Xiang Yu, his double pupils deep and unfathomable.

That low growl just now was clearly a resonance between two heads, one real and one illusory!
"It's good that we share this sentiment. Moreover, the real head of Xiang Yu is very close by; if we were to seize it in the future..."

Thinking of this, Zhao Wuji stopped again.

"I'm afraid that's not enough. This king's head is too terrifying. Just now, when that head roared, even with my physical strength, my blood and qi surged."
To seize a head, one must be at least at the Golden Core stage, possess a strong physical body, and also cultivate the head-regeneration technique.

Ever since I witnessed the scene above the heavens through Xiang Yu's double pupils.

His goals have changed.

Taking Xiang Yu's head was no longer just about seizing power and resources.

Furthermore, they must use Xiang Yu's head to investigate the truth above the nine heavens and find out the reason for the depletion of spiritual energy.

Even in the future, with the help of Xiang Yu, they could fight against the ancient immortals and gods in the heavens who seemed to manipulate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Therefore, both Zhang Zhenren's broken sword and Xiang Yu's mangled body can become partners in future battles.

Otherwise, even with the Nine Yin Nine Yang Pearls and numerous Earthly Fiend Techniques, he alone would have little chance of winning in this world where even spiritual energy is manipulated.

"After all, both Zhang Zhenren and Xiang Yu have failed."

As he was pondering this, a suffocating spiritual pressure suddenly descended like the collapse of the heavens, and the surrounding spiritual energy instantly solidified.

The array patterns surrounding the entire secret realm spontaneously lit up with dazzling golden light, as if welcoming the arrival of this terrifying being.

"Buzz!"

As the void trembled, countless golden points of light converged from all directions, and these points of light suddenly solidified into substance.

First, a pair of cloud-patterned boots that could shatter the void were outlined, then the hem of a black robe embroidered with nine dark gold dragons was drawn, and finally it transformed into a lifelike phantom of an old man.

The old man's face was as if carved by a knife and axe, and the blood mole between his eyebrows was like a third vertical pupil. When his white hair moved without wind, it even dragged a trajectory in the void as if spiritual energy was annihilated.

The most terrifying thing was those eyes. The pupils were as scorching as the sun. Wherever the gaze fell, Zhao Wuji felt his blood freeze instantly and his spine feel as if it were carrying a thousand pounds.

"See the head of the family!"

He immediately composed himself, bowed, and as he did so, his sleeves brushed against the air, producing a crisp sound like metal clashing.

This is the degree to which the opponent's spiritual illusion has solidified, almost to the point of interfering with reality!
To reach such terrifying spiritual strength, one must have already reached the peak of the Golden Core stage.

No wonder even the Qilin Sword Sect attaches great importance to this, and is wary of this old monster breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage when spiritual energy recovers in the future.

At this moment, Lin Qi, who was standing to the side, was so frightened that he trembled all over. He immediately knelt down and pressed his forehead to the ground, saying in a trembling voice, "Greetings, Ancestor!"

Wang Wujiang's illusory divine consciousness stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over the two like torches, his voice deep and majestic: "There is no need to repair the formation here in the future. I will personally handle the formation here."

Zhao Wuji lowered his head and replied, "Yes."

Wang Wujiang said no more. His divine sense flashed and passed directly through the array restrictions surrounding the secret place, entering the interior.

Deep within the secret realm, Xiang Yu's head was sealed in the center of the formation, his blood-red eyes slightly open, hinting at a restless state.

A hint of excitement flashed in Wang Wujiang's eyes as he muttered to himself, "As expected... Hua Shi girl, truly a chosen one! She has once again stirred this head."

His gaze was intense as he stared at Xiang Yu's head, which radiated an intimidating aura. A slight smile played on his lips: "It seems we're one step closer to the plan's success."

"Wow!"

His figure suddenly appeared outside the sealed-off area.

His gaze fell on Hua Qingshuang, who was surrounded by a dense array of spiritual energy, and he smiled.

"Child, look, as your cultivation progresses and you approach the Golden Core stage, even Xiang Yu's head is beginning to stir for you. This is the blessing bestowed upon you by your bloodline!"

"The patriarch is absolutely right!"

An elder emerged from behind the stone wall and respectfully reported, "Just now, when Miss Hua opened her eyes, Xiang Yu's head let out a low roar, clearly sensing the resonance of bloodlines."

Hua Qingshuang slightly opened her cold eyes and stared at Wang Wujiang outside the formation.

Thinking of the faint aura she had sensed from Zhao Wuji earlier, she understood and secretly found it laughable.

She said calmly and without showing any emotion, "I have already sensed some unease. It seems that I am really about to condense the Golden Core, and the Golden Core Tribulation is coming."

Upon hearing this, Wang Wujiang laughed heartily, "No need to worry! The Golden Core Tribulation is far less powerful than the Nascent Soul Tribulation."

With Xiang Yu's head protecting you, and me personally guarding you, you will surely achieve the Core Formation within a year at most.

"And then?" Hua Qingshuang's eyes turned cold. "What exactly does the patriarch intend to do?"

She had already received a hint from Zhao Wuji, and now she was helping Zhao Wuji figure out Wang Wujiang's true intentions.

Wang Wujiang smiled calmly, "I have my own plans for you. You don't need to know too much right now. Just focus on your cultivation."

Suddenly changing the subject, he spread his arms wide, exuding a heroic air:
"As for the Wang family's grand plan, it is to unify the four clans, gather the remains of Xiang Yu, rebuild the hegemonic body, and prove the mortal immortal body!"

"This is the long-cherished wish of our ancestors, and also the lifelong pursuit of my King Wujiang!"

Hua Qingshuang lowered her eyes upon hearing this, a hint of mockery and pity flashing in her gaze.

The Wang family seized the corpse of the overlord from their ancestors.

To this day, generation after generation, their lifelong goal remains the same: to seize the corpse of the overlord. Truly, their ambition is far-reaching.
On the other side, on Minglong Mountain.

After parting ways with Lin Qi, Zhao Wuji returned to his cave alone, his brows slightly furrowed.

"trouble."

Wang Wujiang's sudden appearance completely interrupted his plan to continue exploring the Wang family's secret territory.

Fortunately, this exploration has revealed some of the secrets of the secret realm's internal structure and the mysteries of Xiang Yu's head. It has also completed the tasks assigned by the Qilin Sword Sect, allowing for more thorough preparations in the future.

"At least we won't fail because of insufficient preparation."

With a flick of his sleeve, he stepped into the space of the pot-shaped heaven.

The gaze fell upon the cultivation level revealed by the Yin-Yang Pearl:
[Cultivation Level in Immortal Path: Perfected Spirit Condensation (5207/19999)]

[Martial Immortal Cultivation Level: Mid-stage Martial Courage (4991/6000)]

In the April days, his cultivation made remarkable progress.

Even more gratifying is that, nourished by the ancient spiritual energy of the Mysterious Gate, the inner golden core has grown more than twice its original size.

At this rate, with another two years of arduous training, it might reach the size of a quail egg. Although not quite the pigeon egg shape of a genuine Golden Elixir, it wouldn't be far off.

"We can only hope that Wang Wujiang will not easily alter the secret formation."

Zhao Wuji pondered to himself, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

"It's a pity that Luo Zhan has used up all his resources, which has slowed down his cultivation speed in the Martial Immortal Path."

He sighed inwardly.

It seems that the Martial Immortal Path will find it difficult to make any further breakthroughs before heading to the Seven Clouds Sect.

"but."

He then thought for a moment and took out the Cave Master's Token of the Linglang Cave Heaven:

“A month ago, Senior Uncle Yan brought good news: he had broken through to the peak of the Spirit Condensation realm. It seems that those sword fruits from back then weren’t wasted after all.”

Just as he was pondering whether to send a message to help her condense the small golden elixir, a thought suddenly struck him.
Bai Chengshang is calling out in his dream!
"Buzz!"

Zhao Wuji immediately made a hand seal and unleashed the Dream Marriage Technique.

In the dream, Bai Chengshang's voice came clearly:

"My lord, after months of waiting, there has finally been a reply. Just now, the Southern Cave Master informed us that the spies controlled by the Seven Clouds Sect have sent a message: True Person Xia Guang is about to pass away!"

(End of this chapter)