Immortals of the End Times

Chapter 320, Section 406: Corpse Dragon Fungus Demon, Heavenly Stone Yangzhou Cauldron (Seeking monthly votes)

The restrictions on the ninth level of the Crescent Moon Sword Tomb shattered with a deafening roar.

A familiar spatial fluctuation rippled outwards, instantly alerting Zhao Wuji.

"Space fluctuation?"

His expression was one of surprise, his brows furrowed slightly, and the blood-red moon seemed to shimmer in his double pupils. "It resembles a teleportation array, yet it's somewhat different."

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the little golden figure of his primordial spirit suddenly opened its eyes.

The sixth golden pattern of the primordial spirit between the eyebrows shone brightly, transforming into a wisp of divine consciousness containing spatial attributes that shot out and plunged straight into the depths of the ninth level.

"This is."

Wherever the divine sense swept, a huge void stone was seen floating silently, its surface engraved with complex ancient runes.

The stone core swirls and flows, with a deep blue light rising and falling like the tides, vaguely revealing a scene from another world.

"It's an ancient teleportation order!"

Zhao Wuji's gaze narrowed slightly.

With his current mastery of formations, he recognized the object instantly.

This is actually a spatial array treasure even rarer than a teleportation array.

Not only does it have a wider teleportation range, capable of traversing realms, but it can also ignore restrictions and barriers, making it a truly miraculous life-saving artifact.

"Buzz!"

He pointed his fingers like a sword, and a strand of hair snapped in two.

Amidst swirling rays of spiritual light, the strands of hair transformed into a clone, standing suspended in mid-air.

"go with!"

With a soft shout, the clone stepped into the vortex.

In an instant, the Void Stone trembled violently, and the surrounding spiritual energy converged wildly like rivers flowing into the sea.

Streaks of silver light burst forth from the stone patterns, weaving together to form a cocoon of light that enveloped the clone.

"Hey!"

Space tore apart like a piece of silk, and the clone's figure gradually blurred in the distorted light and shadow.

In the final moment before his clone completely disappeared into the vortex, Zhao Wuji sensed seven sword lights soaring into the sky from the depths of the vortex.

That was definitely not the aura of Sword Immortal Mountain, but...
"East Sea Sword Tomb?! Seven main islands and thirty-six sub-islands?"

Zhao Wuji's pupils contracted sharply as he clearly sensed the aura of the East Sea Sword Tomb.

Although the connection between the transmitted clones has become blurred, fragmented images can still be transmitted back through the mind.

The scene depicted an island abyss, with mist swirling like the sea.

It was none other than the Sword Tomb of the East Sea, Tianquan Island, and the Dragon-Trapping Abyss!
Almost the instant I saw it clearly.

"Roar!!"

A deafening dragon roar suddenly erupted from the depths of the abyss, shaking the void.

Then, countless mycelium-like things emerged from the mist, entwining around the clone like living creatures, densely packed, like a spider web binding insects.

The next moment, the mental connection was abruptly severed!

"Dragon corpse? Dragon soul? And...fungus demon?"

Zhao Wuji's eyes flickered slightly, his thoughts racing.

The fungus demon he had searched for so long was indeed hidden beneath this Dragon-Trapping Abyss!
"It's like searching high and low without finding it. I never expected that after going around in circles, I would encounter Sword Island again, which I had never been able to enter before."

A slight smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

Back then, he lacked the strength to venture into the Dragon Abyss on Tianquan Island, but now he is a completely different person.

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Why is the ninth level of the Crescent Moon Sword Tomb connected to the East Sea Sword Tomb?

Zhao Wuji had many doubts.

"Could it be that the Crescent Moon Sword Immortal not only built the Crescent Moon Sword Tomb for his master, the White-Clad Sword Immortal, but also established the East Sea Sword Tomb in the mortal realm?"

"What is the purpose of this move? Is it to cultivate sword prodigies in the mortal realm?"

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but they did not shake his decision.

"That dragon's corpse was only at the Nascent Soul stage when it was alive. No matter how strong the fungus demon is, it was still in the Dharma-ending Age more than ten years ago, and it was ultimately limited by the Dharma-ending Age."
Moreover, when I held the Zhenhai Stele back then, the phantom image of the Nine Tripods that appeared on the stele resonated with the dragon energy beneath the Kunlong Abyss on Tianquan Island.

When Yu the Great was taming the floods, he subdued a dragon. If there is a cauldron like that, it is very likely to be in the Dragon-Trapping Abyss on Tianquan Island.

His eyes flickered slightly as he pondered.

This is a rare opportunity.

The Sword Tomb of the East Sea has always been opened only once every sixty years.

He originally planned to wait nearly forty more years before he could enter the East Sea Sword Tomb again.

But now, through the ancient teleportation token deep within the Crescent Moon Sword Tomb, one can directly enter the East Sea Sword Tomb.

"Shh!"

Zhao Wuji took a step forward, his figure disappearing into the vortex of the teleportation order like a fish entering water.

"Buzz!"

Amidst the trembling sound of the void twisting, his figure stepped out from the void vortex at the other end.

With a light touch of his toes, the Qilin robe fluttered wildly in the dark abyss.

"This is."

The blood moon revolves within the double pupils, piercing through layers of gray mist.

Below, the mist surged like a living thing, with countless pale mycelia twisting and writhing within it, resembling thousands of venomous snakes flicking their tongues.

Even more bizarrely, the surface of those mycelia is covered with honeycomb-like pores, and each time they wriggle, they spray out corrosive mist.

Wherever it passed, even the air was eroded with tiny holes, emitting a chilling "hissing" sound.

suddenly
All the mycelia trembled in unison, as if they had smelled something, and stirred wildly like sharks smelling blood.

They twisted and formed a giant net that blotted out the sky, sweeping towards Zhao Wuji's location!

"Humph!"

With a flick of his sleeve, Zhao Wuji unleashed the First Pot Heavenly Demon Tree clone.

"Hiss!!"

Hundreds of dark gold tendrils burst forth from the sky, their surfaces displaying the Seven Emotions Demon Flowers in full bloom and the Six Desires Demon Leaves swaying, actively coiling around the mycelium like thirsty giant pythons.

Even more astonishingly, the tips of the vines suddenly split open with serrated mouthparts, which then devoured the energy of the mycelium. An eerie blue light emanated from the dark gold patterns, and the vines completely refined the decaying dragon energy contained within the mycelium!

"hiss!!"

A piercing shriek came from the depths of the gray fog, and the mycelium recoiled as if electrocuted.

In an instant, the entire Kunlongyuan shook violently.

The rock wall crumbled inch by inch amidst a deafening roar!

"Roar!!"

Accompanied by a deafening dragon roar, the gray mist was torn apart like a tidal wave, and a mountain-sized skeletal dragon claw fiercely emerged!
The dragon claw's muscles were shriveled like a thousand-year-old withered vine, and honeycomb-like mycelium crawled among the stark white bones.

Pale fungal tendrils wriggled in every crevice of the bone, as if the entire dragon's corpse had long been completely parasitized by the fungal demon.

Even more terrifying is the decaying dragon energy wrapped around the claws, which corrodes even the air in its path, creating black cracks!
"Well done!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and a torrent of dark gold surged from his sleeves like a raging tide.

The demon tree's countless branches instantly twisted together to form a giant fist, with the Jianmu Heavenly Net Dao patterns at the fist's tip shining like stars, crashing down with the force to shatter mountains and split seas!

The instant fists and claws collided.

"boom!!!"

The circular shockwave surged like a tsunami, causing the entire Tianquan Island to shake violently.

The seawater outside the island surged up with waves hundreds of feet high, and the Big Dipper formation composed of the seven sword islands was pushed off course by three inches!

"Boom!"

The abyss walls crumbled layer by layer in the violent aftershocks, and countless fragments of rock poured down like a torrential rain, revealing the gleaming sword bones buried for who knows how many years.

The remains of those sword cultivators still retain the posture of holding a sword, with the sharp sword intent still lingering among the bones.

The countless mycelia swaying among the wreckage looked incredibly terrifying, just like the desolate island scene Zhao Wuji had once seen.

As the shockwave swept through, many of the wreckage emitted a clanging sound, as if ten thousand swords were weeping!

"Roar!!"

The gray fog suddenly exploded like a tsunami.

A dragon's corpse, hundreds of feet long, burst through the mist!

The dragon's head was rotten to the bone, and ghostly green flames flickered in its empty eye sockets, which were actually eerie flames formed by countless tangled mycelia.

The vertebrae are riddled with honeycomb-like holes, from which pale fungal tendrils emerge, like thousands of venomous snakes dancing wildly.

Even more terrifying was that when the dragon's mouth opened wide, a phantom dragon soul rose from the top of the head, with mycelium chains wrapped around the broken part of the dragon's horn, exuding a terrifying pressure of the mid-stage Nascent Soul realm!
"The Dragon Pearl of the Azure Sea?!"

Zhao Wuji's pupils suddenly contracted.

A burst of blue light erupted from the dragon's throat, and a dragon pearl engraved with wave patterns shot out from the sky.

As the pearl spun, the entire seawater of the Dragon-Trapping Abyss boiled as if on a pilgrimage, transforming into a sky-covering tide of swords that surged into the heavens.

"Wow!!"

Vast expanses of seawater intertwine in mid-air.

It suddenly formed a magnificent sword painting of "the bright moon rising over the sea"!

But then a bright moon appeared, changing shape with the surging waves. At first, it was like a hook, its sword aura chilling and piercing; then it became like a string, its sword light as dense as a net.

When the full moon arrived, the dazzling sword light was like the sun shining in the sky, illuminating every detail of the bottomless abyss!

Most astonishingly, the ancient sword marks on the rock wall, which had been dormant for thousands of years, suddenly lit up as if awakened, echoing the bright moon in the sky and emitting clear, melodious sword sounds.

This is precisely the "perfect" state that the Crescent Moon Sword Intent has been dreaming of.

Between the waxing and waning of the moon, each phase is a peerless sword intent that is both gentle and strong, endlessly regenerating and cycling, secretly in accordance with the ultimate principles of the heavens!
"Wonderful."

Zhao Wuji suddenly burst into laughter, his sword pointing into the air and drawing a mysterious trajectory.

The Frost Soul Flying Sword split into starlight, like stars surrounding the moon, outlining the sword intent comprehended at the Crescent Moon Sword Tomb in the void.

Like a real waning moon, rising from the depths of the primordial spirit!

A sword aura shaped like a crescent moon burst forth from the body, its entire body as if carved from cold jade, with a silvery moonlight flowing across its blade.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the void condensed into fine ice crystals like a mirror, as if the entire sky was pouring out silver water.

Two sword intents, though originating from the same source, clashed from a distance.

"Zheng!!"

The clear, melodious sound of the sword echoed throughout the heavens.

The entire Dragon Trapping Abyss trembled violently, the seawater surged back, and the rock walls collapsed!
The sword intent of "A Bright Moon Rises Over the Sea" swept in like a tidal wave. Like a full moon, it illuminated the abyss as bright as day!

"The sword intent is good, but it's a pity."

Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed like lightning. He pointed his sword and slashed through the air. The Frost Soul Flying Sword suddenly moved like a dragon and snake, instantly forming a chilling sword domain!
"One sword transforms the domain!"

He let out a low shout, and the sword formation suddenly unfolded. The imposing sword domain descended like a king, and all the swords submitted.

"Zheng!!"

The full moon sword energy trembled violently under the suppression of the sword domain, and the moonlight dimmed inch by inch, as if it were being extinguished by an invisible hand, and was finally completely encompassed by the sword domain!

Bright moon against waning moon, fullness against incompleteness.

The burst of spiritual light illuminated the entire Trapped Dragon Abyss as if it were daytime.

The burst of light from the point of impact was like a reversed Milky Way, illuminating the abyss in every detail.

The Dragon Pearl of the Azure Sea let out a mournful cry, the wave patterns on its body dimmed, and the sword energy it unleashed melted away instantly like snow meeting the blazing sun!

"Roar!!"

At this moment, the skeletal dragon let out a deafening roar, ghostly flames surged from the eye sockets of its rotting head, and mycelium frantically spewed out from the honeycomb-like holes between its vertebrae.

In an instant, it was like thousands of venomous snakes dancing wildly, lunging to bite at Zhao Wuji!

"Slay the demon!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed with golden light, his left hand made a hand seal like lightning, and his right hand grabbed in mid-air, and the True Martial Sword appeared in response!

"Zheng!!"

The sword rang out like a dragon's roar in the heavens. The ancient Xuanwu patterns on the sword suddenly lit up, bursting out with brilliant golden light. It was wrapped with a domineering power to slay evil and destroy demons, and it slashed down fiercely!

"Hey!"

Wherever the golden sword energy passed, the mycelium was instantly carbonized and shattered as if it had encountered its natural enemy, turning into dust everywhere!

The sword's momentum remained undiminished as it cleaved fiercely into the chest cavity of the dragon's corpse.

The decaying dragon scales tore apart like paper, revealing the writhing fungal demon's true form inside its abdominal cavity, a scarlet core enveloped in honeycomb-like mycelium!

"Fungus Demon, we've finally found your true form!"

Zhao Wuji sneered and suddenly flicked his sleeve!
"boom!!!"

The entrance to the First Heavenly Pot opened wide, and the demon tree clone suddenly burst forth!
In an instant, the entire Kunlongyuan shook violently.

Countless dark gold vines soared through the sky like raging dragons, blotting out the sun!

The demon tree clone's thousand-foot trunk expanded wildly, its main trunk rising from the ground like a giant pillar supporting the sky, and its canopy like dark clouds pressing down, making it several times larger than the corpse dragon!
"Crack! Click!"

The earth cracked inch by inch as the tree roots spread.

The rock strata were crushed like biscuits, and the entire Trapped Dragon Abyss seemed about to be burst apart by this behemoth!
Thousands of dark gold vines tangled wildly in the air, eventually coalescing into a pair of massive arms resembling the mountain-like Xiang Yu's battle body!
The massive arm was bulging with muscles like a coiled dragon or python, its surface covered with menacing tree armor.

Each armor plate gleamed with a cold, metallic light, while the Seven Emotions Demon Flower bloomed and the Six Desires Demon Leaf swayed at the fist's edge, exuding a suffocatingly domineering and ferocious aura.

"Tear it apart!" Zhao Wuji's eyes turned cold as he pointed angrily.

"Click!!"

The demon tree's two giant arms collapsed like pillars of heaven, grabbing the outstretched claws of the corpse dragon and exerting force!
"Crack!"

The rotten dragon bones snapped in response.

The dragon's corpse let out a mournful wail, and the mycelium wriggled wildly in an attempt to repair itself, but it was suppressed by the dark gold patterns wrapped around the giant arm!
"Roar!!"

The dragon roared in anger, its tail sweeping like a giant whip, stirring up towering waves, trying to break free of its restraints!

But to no avail.

"Ah"

The demon tree clone chuckled softly on its hideous old face.

The thousand-foot-tall tree trunk trembled violently, and the dark gold patterns surged like molten lava, its power surging once more!

"boom!!!"

With a violent tug like the collapse of the sky, the giant arm lifted the entire dragon's corpse and slammed it against the rock wall like a whip!
"boom!!"

The dragon's massive body crashed heavily against the rock wall, shaking the entire Dragon Trapping Abyss and sending rocks raining down like a storm!
"vigorously!"

Zhao Wuji casually made a hand seal and unleashed his Great Strength Technique.

The power of the demon tree's clones was even more violent.

Xiang Yu's right fist, like a meteor falling to earth, carrying the force of collapsing mountains and splitting seas, slammed into the dragon's chest.

"Pfft!"

The fist pierced through the decaying dragon's body, precisely grasping the scarlet fungal core!
"swallow!"

The Seven Emotions Demon Flower suddenly split open its serrated mouthparts, tearing at the fungal nucleus like a gluttonous beast.

The Six Desires Demon Leaf pierced the core like a blood vessel, greedily sucking up the energy within!
"hiss!!"

The fungus demon let out a piercing shriek, and the mist in the entire Dragon Trapping Abyss churned like boiling water.

Countless mycelia emerged from the cracks in the rock walls and among the numerous corpses, lashing out wildly like tentacles struggling in their death throes!
"Roar!!"

In that instant, the scarlet core of the fungal demon trembled violently, and countless mycelia tightened around the dark gold branches of the demon tree clone like venomous snakes.

Even more astonishingly, the pale mycelium suddenly emitted a strong aroma of alcohol, which condensed into amber-colored liquid as it churned and spread rapidly along the vines!
"Chucky!"

The dark gold patterns on the surface of the demon tree's clone quickly dimmed under the corrosive effects of the alcohol, and even numb gray-white marks appeared on the surface of its branches, making it stiff as if it had been petrified.

"Ok?"

Zhao Wuji's eyes narrowed as he saw a crack suddenly appear in the core of the fungus demon.
"Shh!"

A crystal-clear stone for relieving hangovers burst forth from the sky, its body radiating a dazzling light!
Where the light shone, even the air rippled with the aroma of wine, and the mist churned like boiling water. It was none other than the Heavenly Sobering Stone "Tianque"!
"The last hangover cure?"

Zhao Wuji was greatly encouraged and flicked his sleeves.

"Crash!"

A burst of radiant light erupted from the storage bag, and three sobering stones roared out from the Pot Heaven space.

The Golden Goblet Sobering Stone shines like the rising sun, its surface adorned with flowing golden patterns that resemble dragons swimming.

The stone, said to be a divine revelation, possesses a natural charm, with the faint image of an immortal raising a cup to the moon.

The Earthly Sobering Stone is as heavy as a mountain, and its stone patterns depict a feast of mountains and rivers.

The three stones are suspended in mid-air, echoing the Heavenly Gate Stone from afar!
"Buzz!"

The four stones suddenly trembled violently, and the resonant sound was like a great bell!

The mycelium on the surface of the Tianque Stone broke off inch by inch, breaking free from its restraints and turning into streams of light, which flew toward the three stones like weary birds returning to their forest!
"boom!!"

The moment the four stones collided.

It burst forth with intense spiritual light!

In the void, a towering phantom of the god of wine suddenly appeared!

The phantom figure wore a star crown and a cloud robe, holding a jade pot that seemed to be tilting towards the heavens; it was none other than the former king of the ancient Yelang Kingdom.

But the nectar pouring from the spout condensed into golden array patterns in the void, instantly spreading into a magnificent array!
"The truly complete Dionysian Array!"

Zhao Wuji's heart stirred, and he saw that as the array patterns flowed, the wine vapor accumulated in the Dragon Trapping Abyss for ten thousand years was frantically extracted and transformed into golden nectar within the array.

Most of it was absorbed into the wine storage core inside the four sobering stones, while a small portion was poured onto the demon tree clone in a reverse flow!

"Roar!"

The main trunk of the demon tree clone trembled violently, and the dark gold patterns surged like lava!

The thousands of branches that had been paralyzed by the mycelial toxins instantly regained their vitality, and the Seven Emotions Demon Flowers bloomed and the Six Desires Demon Leaves unfurled, becoming even more ferocious than before!

"Crack!"

With a tooth-grinding tearing sound, the scarlet fungal core was forcibly ripped out of the dragon corpse's abdominal cavity!

The sclerotium struggled violently, its honeycomb-like pores spewing out toxic mist.

"receive!"

Zhao Wuji's sleeves billowed like clouds, and the portal to the Pot Heaven space suddenly swung open.

He suddenly slashed with his sword.

"Shhhhh!"

Eighteen scarlet beams of light shot out from the sky; they were none other than the Blood Fiend Needle Sword!
The needles and swords moved like dragons, weaving a net in the air, each needle tip bursting with dazzling bloodlust, the sword blades trembling as they pierced the surface of the entangled fungal nucleus.

"town!"

The sclerotium trembled violently, its honeycomb-like holes spewing out poisonous mist, but it was forcefully suppressed by the Blood Fiend Sword Qi.

"go in!"

Zhao Wuji pressed down with his sword finger, and the fungal core fell into the abyss like a meteor, dragging countless chains with it as it disappeared into the First Heavenly Pot.

Right now
"Crash!"

Suddenly, the mist below parted like the tide, and an ancient, massive cauldron emerged from the fog!

The cauldron is engraved with wave patterns, and its handles are like dragon heads raised high. As soon as it appeared in the world, it caused the entire Kunlong Abyss to rumble and tremble, and the sound of the tide was deafening!
"The Nine Tripods of Yu the Great?!"

Zhao Wuji's pupils contracted sharply, and the Qingzhou Cauldron in his sleeve flew out uncontrollably. The storm and cloud patterns on the cauldron's body flashed wildly, echoing the giant cauldron from afar.

The intertwining energy of the two cauldrons actually sketched half of a phantom image of mountains and seas in the void.
"It's a Yangzhou tripod!?"

Zhao Wuji's eyes suddenly lit up, and the blood moon in his double pupils spun, piercing through the gray mist to see the entire ancient and simple cauldron.

The cauldron's body was a deep blue, like the ice of the deep sea, and the translucent material seemed to contain the ebb and flow of tides.

On the square belly of the tripod, dragons leap and turtles swim amidst wave patterns, with pearls inlaid at the crests of the waves sparkling like stars.

The most peculiar thing is the handle of the cauldron, which is actually the head of the Chiwen dragon fish. Its whiskers hang down in chains, swaying gently with the sound of the tide, exuding a majestic pressure that suppresses the four seas!

"The Cauldron of Tides - Yangzhou Cauldron".

The characteristics of the Nine Tripods recorded on the Zhenhai Stele flashed through his mind, and he was greatly shocked.

It is said that controlling this cauldron can regulate the flow of spiritual energy in rivers, lakes, and seas, and stabilize water veins. It was the core treasure used by Yu the Great to suppress the East Sea during his flood control efforts!

"Wow!"

Zhao Wuji waved his sleeve to put away the four sobering stones. Just as he was about to step forward, the mist around the cauldron suddenly surged, and countless Canghai sword energies intertwined to form a net.

The sword energy surged like a tide, actually outlining a sword intent barrier of 'the bright moon rising over the sea' in the void, which was of the same origin as the sword intent used by the corpse dragon earlier!
"It seems that the Yangzhou Cauldron is sealed off and protected by the Canghai Sword Realm."

Zhao Wuji's gaze swept over the Azure Sea Dragon Pearl floating to his side.

This bead is the key to breaking through the boundary, but he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The violent resistance during the refining of the Qingzhou Cauldron is still vivid in my mind.

The storm cloud patterns went berserk, the thunderbird relief revived, and the entire cauldron struggled and resisted like a primordial beast.

Without Yan Lan's Sea-Suppressing Stele, it would have been impossible to subdue them.

"To be on the safe side, let's bring Yan Lan here first before refining this cauldron."

Zhao Wuji's mind raced as he secretly plotted, his gaze falling on the ancient blue teleportation token opposite him.
(End of this chapter)