Immortals of the End Times

Inside Haixian Mountain, the cave dwelling shrouded in clouds and mist suddenly trembled.

The jade couch where Hai Xian Zhenren sat cross-legged cracked open with a spiderweb-like pattern. He suddenly opened his eyes, and a strand of golden blood spilled from the corner of his lips.

That wisp of extinguished divine consciousness nearly pierced his dantian like a poisonous thorn, and the corrosive aura of calamity was clearly discernible.

It felt as if countless tiny bloodworms were gnawing at the soul.

His fingers trembled slightly in his sleeve. Even though he hadn't actually attacked from a distance, he still felt a lingering fear as he made hand seals and quickly established a spiritual defense in his mind.

Only then did he realize that his robes were soaked with cold sweat.

The image of the jade ruyi shattering flashed repeatedly in his mind.

When the black-robed Tiannan Patriarch annihilated his divine consciousness, his icy gaze seemed to pierce through the void and strike him directly.

Even more terrifying is the calamity-inducing energy contained within the opponent's divine consciousness—a divine punishment that no Golden Core cultivator would want to face!
"He must be at least an old monster whose Nascent Soul stage has fallen. Otherwise, how could he be tainted by such a turbid aura of tribulation? Terrifying!"

Master Hai Xian gritted his teeth.

Who would have thought that after Huang Shang, who was cursed by the heavens, emerged from that small corner of Tiannan, such a terrifying Tiannan Ancestor would also appear.

Even more unpredictable methods were revealed by the Old Ancestor of Tiannan.

Despite being afflicted by calamity, he remained clear-headed and was able to leave Tiannan, unlike Huang Shang who was trapped in a corner and could not go anywhere.

The opponent's spiritual strength even surpasses that of himself at his peak!
"What secrets does Tiannan hold?" Master Haixian murmured to himself.

Although the third-level spiritual veins of Haixian Mountain are gradually drying up, based on the current consumption, they should be able to sustain the spiritual energy until it recovers.

While pondering, he suddenly drew his fingers together and pointed them into the void.

"Pass the order."

His voice was like the clash of cold iron, and the cultivators and disciples guarding outside the cave hurriedly knelt down.

"From this day forward, cultivators of Haixian Mountain are forbidden from entering the seven-mile sea area of ​​the Seven Clouds Sect. Violators will be expelled from the sect!"

After his disciple retreated tremblingly, Master Haixian turned and looked at the sea of ​​clouds.

"Tiannan Patriarch"

He suddenly closed his eyes and made a hand seal, and the spiritual light of the mountain-protecting formation surged over the mountaintop like a tide.

We must quickly close the mountain gates to prevent this unfathomable old monster from killing so many of his disciples and then coming to kill us again.

Outside the Seven Clouds Gate, the blood mist had not yet dissipated.

Zhao Wuji stood with his hands behind his back, his black robe billowing slightly in the bloody wind, the Blood Fiend Needle Sword coiled around his sleeves like a snake, radiating a chilling bloody light.

Not far away, Bai Chengshang was busy collecting battlefield debris.

Hundreds of Blood-Patterned Gu Kings devoured the remaining flesh and blood on the battlefield.

The swarm of Gu worms flapped their wings and buzzed, and a scarlet storm swept through, leaving not a trace of blood, as if the killing had never happened.

Inside the Seven Clouds Gate, the glow of the protective array trembled slightly.

Through the array barrier, the disciples witnessed the terrifying power of the Tiannan Patriarch in annihilating Mo Wuyai with a flick of his finger and cleaving the vast ocean. All of them turned pale and trembled with fear.

“True Man Xia Guang, I have come to keep the three-year promise.”

Zhao Wuji's voice was cold and calm, penetrating the protective array and echoing within the Seven Clouds Gate.

After a moment of silence, the glow of the mountain-protecting array suddenly subsided, and the array barrier parted like ripples on water, creating a gap.

The faint divine sense of True Person Xia Guang conveyed a sense of relief mixed with complexity: "Fellow Daoist Tian Nan...please come inside for a chat."

Zhao Wuji's eyes flickered slightly, but he was not afraid.

With his current inner-view Golden Core power, combined with his powerful divine sense comparable to the mid-stage Golden Core, and the support of four core divine senses, his combat power in a short period of time is no less than that of a true Golden Core cultivator!
Naturally, he was not afraid of a Core Formation cultivator who was about to die.

With a flick of his sleeve, the Blood-Patterned Gu King retreated like a tide, disappearing beneath his black robe, and then flew into the Seven Clouds Gate.

The protective array closed again, and the radiant light completely shut out the bloodshed from the outside world.

Inside the Seven Clouds Gate, in the Level 3 Spirit Vein Cultivation Room.

The Radiant Immortal sat cross-legged at the core of the spiritual vein, his skin as smooth as shattered gold porcelain.

Golden cracks spread across his body, and wisps of internal energy dissipated like golden mist.

They sensed the black-robed figure exuding a captivating aura stepping in.

He slowly opened his eyes, his cloudy pupils reflecting Zhao Wuji's figure, his voice hoarse like the scraping of rusty iron:
"Fellow Daoist Tiannan, you truly keep your word."

He forced a smile, revealing a hint of relief: "I clearly had the strength to seize the spiritual vein by force, yet I still waited three years."

Zhao Wuji chuckled softly.

He knows his own situation best; he only recently condensed his inner golden core and possessed its power, so naturally he wouldn't have come before.

But he didn't explain anything, simply saying, "Since it's an agreement, we should keep it."

Master Xiaguang's eyes flickered slightly, as if recalling the past, and he said in a low voice, "If it weren't for Daoist Xinghe's guidance back then, I would not have been able to enter the Golden Core realm. Today I am about to pass away, may I have the honor of seeing him one last time?"

Zhao Wuji shook his head: "Daoist Xinghe is unable to arrive for the time being."

Upon hearing this, Master Xiaguang's eyes flashed with a hint of regret, but he quickly regained his composure.

He slowly turned his head to look at the sect leader Chen Jingfeng and his disciples kneeling behind him. His voice was weak, but it carried an undeniable authority:
"From this day forward, the spiritual veins and heritage of the Seven Clouds Sect shall belong to Ancestor Tiannan."

You must obey my orders and go to the Xuanxiao Grotto in the South to develop yourselves, awaiting the revival of spiritual energy, and not fail the thousand-year foundation of my Seven Clouds Sect.”

Before he finished speaking, the golden cracks on his body suddenly widened, and dazzling golden light burst forth from within him!

"Master!" Chen Jingfeng cried out in grief and kowtowed heavily.

The disciples also prostrated themselves on the ground and wept bitterly, their cries echoing.

The body of the Radiant Immortal gradually transformed into specks of golden light, rising and dissipating like fireflies, eventually returning to the world.

Inside the cultivation room, only the spiritual veins flowed quietly, reflecting Zhao Wuji's indifferent profile.

His double pupils had just been gleaming with a ghostly light, allowing him to witness the entire process of the Golden Core of the Radiant Immortal shattering.

The golden core had long since shrunk to the size of a quail egg, and now it was cracking inch by inch, turning into specks of golden core energy that drifted away like fireflies.

These pure elixir energies did not dissipate into nothingness, but returned to the world, transforming into wisps of spiritual energy that merged into the surrounding spiritual veins.

"The physical body transforms into the Dao along with the golden elixir."

He thought to himself as his black robes fluttered without wind, “I have indeed mastered the method of ascension to immortality. This kind of ascension to immortality truly embodies the profound truth of ‘coming from heaven and earth, and returning to heaven and earth.’”

Zhao Wuji lowered his double pupils, then turned around, his gaze sweeping over Chen Jingfeng and the others, his expression indifferent.

With a flick of his sleeve, he said, "You may all leave on your own and head to the Xuanxiao Cave Heaven in the South. Chai Wei is dead, so there is nothing to worry about."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jingfeng and the others finally relaxed, their tense expressions softening, and a sense of relief at surviving a disaster appeared in their eyes.

He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and respectfully presented a blue-patterned storage bag with both hands, saying in a low voice, "Ancestor is so magnanimous, the entire Seven Clouds Sect is deeply grateful. This is a small token of our sect's appreciation accumulated over many years, and we hope that Ancestor will accept it with a smile."

Zhao Wuji scanned the bag with his divine sense and found ten ancient spirit stones brimming with spiritual energy, as well as several kinds of third-level spiritual materials. Although they were not rare treasures, they were still quite generous.

He knew perfectly well that this was just Chen Jingfeng and the others trying to put their minds at ease.

Even without these resources, he would keep his promise and not make things difficult for these low-level cultivators.

"Thank you for your thoughtfulness." He said calmly, and with a flick of his sleeve, the storage bag disappeared.

Upon seeing this, Chen Jingfeng and the others breathed a sigh of relief, bowed respectfully, and then quickly boarded the spirit boat, carrying the supplies they had prepared earlier.

With a flash of light, several flying boats and dozens of disciples flying in the air broke through the sky and flew away together.

After everyone had gone, Zhao Wuji withdrew his gaze and made a hand seal.

A ray of light entered between his brows, transmitting into the space of the Sound Transmission Pot.

Xiaoyue was bending over, pruning the spiritual plants in the herb garden. As she made hand seals, spiritual light flashed, and she carefully combed through the veins of the spiritual herbs.

Xiao Ya squatted to the side, holding a jade bowl, and slowly poured the prepared spirit wine onto the wine fungus.

Suddenly, Zhao Wuji's voice rang out within the Pot Heaven space.

"Xiaoyue, Xiaoya, stay in the attic for now and don't go near the spirit field. I'm going to send a new spirit vein into the valley."

Upon hearing this, the two children paused, exchanged a glance, and a hint of doubt flashed in their eyes, but they quickly realized what was going on.

"Yes, my lord!"

Xiao Yue responded crisply, quickly put down the magic scissors in her hand, and pulled up Xiao Ya's wrist.

The two women moved like swallows, their toes lightly touching the ground, transforming into two streaks of light as they sped towards the pavilion.

"Click!"

The doors and windows of the attic closed automatically, and the restrictive spiritual patterns flowed like water, isolating it from all external disturbances.

Zhao Wuji stood within the spiritual vein, examining the three hundred and five zhang-long pot-shaped space he now possessed after absorbing Luo Zhan's ancient spiritual stones and other legacies.

"With the current size of the Pot Heaven space, it should be large enough to accommodate a level three spiritual vein."

His gaze was cold and stern, and he flicked his sleeves.

An ancient and profound map of the earth's veins flew out of the storage bag and unfolded in the wind. "Whoosh!"

The gold patterns on the scroll move like living snakes, instantly outlining the direction of the spiritual vein beneath one's feet.

The full extent of the mountains and rivers' energy was revealed, and spiritual light intertwined to form a network, covering the entire mountain peak.

"This third-level spiritual vein is a full 378 zhang long."

Zhao Wuji nodded slightly as he witnessed the long dragon of spiritual veins appearing in the Earth Vein Spirit Pivot Diagram.

"rise!"

He brought two fingers together and touched his brow, channeling the energy to its maximum.

The spiritual energy around him fell like a galaxy, intertwining with the golden patterns of the Spirit Pivot Diagram to form a net, transforming into an invisible chain that stretched straight into the ground!
"Boom!"

The entire main peak trembled violently, rocks cracked, and a muffled thunderous roar came from the depths of the earth, as if an ancient beast had been awakened and was letting out an unwilling roar.

"Crack! Click!"

The rock strata cracked inch by inch, and the spiritual veins were as if they were being seized by an invisible giant hand and forcibly peeled out from the depths of the earth!

In the distance, Chen Jingfeng and the others, still aboard their spirit boat, turned back, their pupils shrinking in shock.

A dragon of earth energy, hundreds of feet long, burst forth from the ground. Its body shone like a galaxy, its scales were clearly defined, and its whiskers flew. As it struggled and roared, it stirred up a monstrous surge of spiritual energy!
However, the golden chains of the Ling Shu Diagram had already wrapped around it, like a net tightening layer by layer, firmly binding the spiritual vein.

Further away, the very few small grotto-heavens cultivators who had come to observe the situation of the Seven Clouds Sect were all horrified by what they saw, and their last shred of hope vanished.

"This...this is actually a method of extracting spiritual veins?!"

"Ancestor Tiannan is truly a genuine Golden Core cultivator."

Boom! !

Inside the Seven Clouds Gate, the once spiritually rich and blessed land has now become a wasteland, with its spiritual springs dried up, vegetation withered, and spiritual soil crumbling inch by inch.

"receive!"

Zhao Wuji let out a cold shout, waved his sleeve, and the portal to the Pot Heaven space opened wide, like a giant beast opening its mouth to swallow the entire spiritual vein!

"boom!!"

A massive amount of spiritual energy from the third-level spiritual veins poured into the Pot Heaven space like a waterfall.

Wherever the spiritual vein passes, the crystalline soil surges and the earth's crust rises, creating a mysterious resonance with the original spiritual veins of the sea mountain cave heaven and the broken spiritual veins of the white bone cave heaven hanging from the dome.

"Buzz!"

The three spiritual veins are like three dragons vying for a pearl, their spiritual power intertwined into a net!

The newly introduced third-level spiritual vein main vein is like a coiled dragon, its head proudly reaching into the clouds, connecting with the spiritual rain of the White Bone Cave Heaven.

The dragon's tail plunges deep into the earth, intertwining and merging with the depleted spiritual veins of the Sea Mountain Cave.

All of a sudden.
The broken spiritual veins of the White Bone Cave Heaven were reborn, and the sparse spiritual rain gradually turned into a torrential waterfall.

Silvery spiritual energy washed over the majestic spiritual mountain where the new spiritual veins were condensing, and profound Dao patterns immediately appeared on the mountain's surface.

The depleted spiritual veins of Haishan Cave Heaven greedily devoured the replenishment from the third-level spiritual veins, and the originally dim spiritual light reignited like sparks.

The crystalline soil beneath the earth creaked and crawled, miraculously repairing the broken nodes of the spiritual veins, and rejuvenating like withered trees in spring.

Heavenly rain nourishes the earth's veins, and the earth's spiritual energy, in turn, nourishes the heavens.

The new spiritual vein bridges the gap between the two, and the triple spiritual power cycles like the heavens and earth.

Within the Pot Heaven space, the concentration of spiritual energy suddenly surged!
"Crash!!"

In the distance, golden waves surged in the rice paddies, the rice ears drooping low at a visible speed, their heavy weight bending the stalks.

The surface of the rice husks has a jade-like luster, indicating that their quality is superior to before.

"Wow!!"

Inside the attic, Xiaoyue and Xiaoya leaned against the window, peering through the gaps in the protective runes at the earth-shattering scene outside.

"My lord... did you really send in such a large spiritual vein?" The little girl's eyes widened as she murmured, her little hands unconsciously gripping the window frame.

Xiaoyue took a deep breath, her eyes flashing with a complex light: "Since you left Xuan Kingdom, your methods have become more and more astonishing..."

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly trembled, and the spiritual energy within her body surged like boiling water!

"Huh?" Little Ya suddenly clutched her chest, her face turning bright red. "Sister Xiaoyue, I... I think I'm about to break through!"

"Me, I think so too."

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing astonishment and ecstasy in each other's eyes.

The rich spiritual energy of the third-level spiritual vein is seeping in through the restrictions on the pavilion!
"call!"

Xiaoyue's pores opened wide, eagerly absorbing the spiritual energy.

She had been stuck at the bottleneck of the fourth level of Qi Refining for a long time, but now it was easily broken through as thin as paper!
The spiritual energy surged through the meridians like a river bursting its banks, instantly breaking through the barriers!
"boom!"

The spiritual pressure of the fifth level of Qi Refining erupted from her petite body, her hair moved without wind, and her clothes fluttered like butterflies.

"Ah!" Xiao Ya exclaimed in surprise. Her spiritual power broke through the bottleneck that had been troubling her for so long, like a wild horse unleashed.

She was originally only at the third level of Qi Refining, but now she has made great strides and reached the fourth level of Qi Refining!

The two children were surrounded by spiritual energy, their skin was as smooth as jade, and even the tips of their hair were tinged with spiritual light, shining brightly in the dimly lit pavilion.

"This... I've already broken through to the mid-stage of Qi Refining?"

Xiao Ya looked at her hands in disbelief; the spiritual energy swirling around her fingertips was several times more concentrated than before.

"We rose to prominence along with the adults, like chickens and dogs ascending to heaven."

Xiaoyue gazed at the majestic Ling Mountain outside the window with complicated emotions, her heart churning with indescribable feelings.

Once upon a time, the imperial physician who instructed her to grind medicinal powder every day in the capital of Xuan Kingdom could now move mountains and fill seas with a wave of his hand...

She pursed her lips, burying that unrealistic girlish sentiment deep in her heart.

The adults have already reached a height that they cannot reach.

"Stop daydreaming!" Little Ya excitedly grabbed her hand. "While the spiritual energy is abundant, let's quickly consolidate our cultivation levels!"

Xiaoyue smiled and nodded emphatically: "Mmm!"

The two children immediately sat cross-legged and began to absorb the spiritual energy within the pavilion.

Outside the window, the sacred mountain within the Pot Heaven space gradually rose majestically, its spiritual energy like mist.

"Huh? Both girls have broken through?"

Above the Seven Clouds Gate, smoke and clouds surged.

Zhao Wuji stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes flashing like lightning as he surveyed the scene within the Pot Heaven space, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Not bad," he murmured to himself.

The medicine boy and wine boy beside him also benefited from the opportunity. Such good fortune demonstrates the strength of his current cultivation and gives people a sense of accomplishment.

Within the Pot Heaven Space, the three spiritual veins now shone brightly, and the gray mist at the edge retreated by more than forty feet.

The space is now nearly 350 zhang in diameter and is still slowly expanding as the spiritual veins stabilize.

The most wonderful thing is that the spiritual veins form their own cycle, so there is no need to consume resources to maintain them anymore.

"If we continue to operate for several more years, given time..."

A glint of light flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes.
"When the space reaches a thousand feet in size, it will become a true personal paradise."

He nodded in satisfaction.
"The spiritual energy of this third-tier spiritual vein is barely enough for me to condense and stabilize my Golden Core, so I don't need to rely on the Wang family's fourth-tier spiritual vein."

Suddenly, he turned to look at the vast sea, his clothes fluttering, a sharp glint in his eyes.

"more importantly"

"With this personal celestial abode, once I achieve the Golden Core stage, there is nowhere in the world I cannot go. What can the calamity of the Dharma-ending Age do to me!"

At this moment, the foundation has been laid!
Once he breaks through to the Golden Core stage, no matter what schemes Wang Wujiang, the patriarch of the Wang family, may have, he will be free to pursue his goals.

With his two Golden Cores, the Pot Heaven Space, and the assistance of the Qilin Sword Sect, he was fully capable of dealing with these old monsters.

"Bai Chengshang!"

Zhao Wuji flicked his sleeve, the sound like cold iron.

"Your subordinate is here!" Bai Chengshang transformed into a wisp of black mist and arrived in an instant, bowing and awaiting orders.

“Collect all the remnants of this spiritual spring and the spiritual soil, leaving nothing behind.” Zhao Wuji stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping across the area below like lightning. “Make the most of everything.”

After speaking, he raised his eyes and looked towards the south, a deep look appearing in his eyes.

It's been almost three years since I left Tiannan.
"It's time to go back and take a look," he murmured to himself, a slight smile playing on his lips.

It's time to pass on the Lesser Golden Elixir Technique from my senior master, and it's time to retrieve the treasures that Empress Li Shiyu has painstakingly cultivated, as well as the cave master's wife, Nan Zhixia.
"Over the past few years, they must have accumulated quite a bit of stock. It's time to check their homework."

(End of this chapter)