Immortals of the End Times

Zhao Wuji used the Mengtou technique to deduce various methods to resolve the Jianmu calamity, but he saw all sorts of tragic and inexplicable outcomes emerge.

Even if they forcibly took that section of Jianmu root into the First Heavenly Space.

Ultimately, this will cause the Pot Heaven space to be eroded and collapsed by that strange Daoist aura, and the entire inner realm will also turn into nothingness.

"With my current cultivation level, even combined with the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Techniques, I am almost powerless to resolve this calamity of the Jianmu tree. Who in this world can save it?"

His brows were furrowed, and his eyes reflected the turbulent aura of calamity surging from the broken Jianmu tree. Suddenly, he felt his mind clear and his heart was filled with a sense of enlightenment.

The trouble should end it!
Since one's own strength is insufficient, one should borrow strength to fight back, following the Tai Chi principle of Master Zhang.

"If we could use the Perfect Yin-Yang Pearl as a catalyst to summon the Fallen Heavenly Dao, and emulate the way we used the Heavenly Dao to deal with the Ancestral Demon, perhaps..."

His eyes suddenly lit up, and a bold conjecture exploded in his mind like a thunderclap: "By borrowing the power of the Heavenly Dao's calamity to wear down this strange Dao rhythm, perhaps we can break the deadlock of this Jianmu tree!"

His divine sense swept over the terrifying Daoist aura entangled in the Jianmu tree.

Although the black line was still slowly eroding the vitality of the Jianmu tree, it was clearly much dimmer under the triple erosion of the Xuanhuang Qi of the Jizhou Ding, the Daoist charm of the Jianmu tree, and the turbidity of the calamity.

After so many years of wear and tear, this terrifying Daoist aura is clearly no longer as powerful as it once was, and may even be far inferior to what it was when Jin Linzi was alive.

Therefore, if an even stronger Heavenly Dao power could be drawn to expel it.
As Zhao Wuji pondered, a silver glint flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly made a hand seal.

"Om!!"

The silvery light of the Dream Marriage Technique poured down like a celestial river, solidifying into a substantial river of dreams within the sea of ​​consciousness.

The silver threads of the Mengtou Technique, interwoven like a spider web, reflect countless possibilities for the future.

"The Nine Cauldrons have returned to their rightful place!"

In the dream, his shout was as loud as a thunderclap.

Eight beams of bronze light shot out from his sleeves, forming a nine-palace formation with the Jizhou Cauldron within the barrier.

The mythical beast patterns from the Classic of Mountains and Seas on the body of the tripod light up one after another.

The dragon and kui patterns on the Qingzhou tripod are dynamic, and the purple aura of the Five Sacred Mountains bursts forth.

The Yangzhou Ding, amidst three thousand rivers, transformed into a long chain to bind demons.

The illusory image of Liangzhou Dingshan Mountain suppresses the eight wastelands and six directions.

The Yongzhou Cauldron, with its yin and yang cycles, reveals the mysteries of life and death.

At the moment the nine cauldrons resonated, the central cauldron, the Jizhou Cauldron, suddenly opened its crimson fiery eyes, and nine streams of mysterious yellow energy pierced through heaven and earth like pillars.

The turbid aura on the roots of the Jianmu tree instantly boiled, intertwining with the fortune of the Nine Cauldrons to form a dazzling net of light, actually forcing those wriggling black lines back three inches!

"Not enough"

As the dream continued to unfold, Zhao Wuji suddenly lightly touched his brow with his sword finger, and the nine-leaf sword grass seedling in the inner realm moved without wind.

The dewdrops hanging from the tips of the leaves suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, and a wisp of chaotic sword energy erupted like the light of creation splitting the heavens and the earth.

"Crash!"

The void was instantly torn apart like a painting by invisible sword energy, and the phantom of the Heavenly Sword Grass pierced through the dream.

Each sword leaf droops with starlight sword energy, perfectly matching the Dao patterns of the Nine Cauldrons, and slashes spiderweb-like cracks on the terrifying Dao aura surface.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the Yin-Yang Pearls spun wildly, absorbing the lightning crystals and Yin marrow transformed from the Qingzhou Cauldron, until they reached perfection.

Then the black and white energies transformed into a sky-covering Taiji diagram.

Suddenly the sky cracked open, and the turbid calamity surged forth like an inverted Milky Way.

That was the divine punishment from the Heavenly Dao, drawn by the Yin-Yang Pearl!
"Chucky!"

The moment the turbid torrent of calamity collided with the chaotic energy of the sword grass and the profound yellow light of the Nine Cauldrons, a terrifying Daoist aura was like snow meeting the blazing sun.

Those ancient black lines, which had eroded the ages, emitted a piercing shriek and crumbled inch by inch under the erosion of the three supreme forces.

At the broken point of the tree, a long-lost verdant hue burst forth, and tender buds sprouted at a visible speed.
However, at that very moment, a sudden change occurred!

“Boom!!”

Suddenly, chains that had been binding the calamity and turbidity emerged from the depths of the Nine Heavens, like a thirsty demonic python, simultaneously coiling around Zhao Wuji's limbs and neck, dragging him toward the crack in the sky.

He immediately used the Daoist technique of Intercepting to defend against the chains, but saw countless distorted human faces emerge from the calamity.

It was none other than the Dao Lords of the Nascent Soul stage, who had been corrupted and controlled by the Heavenly Dao throughout the ages.

These faces grinned maliciously as they tore at his primordial spirit, and the dragging force instantly increased tenfold.

"boom!"

In the final moment, he could only watch helplessly as the Dao patterns of the Nine Cauldrons dimmed and the illusory sword grass dissipated.

The predictive simulation immediately failed.

"This corrupt Heavenly Way"

Zhao Wuji's eyes dimmed slightly, his double surgical technique collapsed, and his brows furrowed deeply.

Although the result this time was much better than the previously predicted outcome of complete annihilation, it was still a failure at the last hurdle.

He gazed at the thousand-foot-long root within the barrier, and realized: "If this problem were so easily solved, Senior Jin Linzi, who was at the Dao Integration Realm, or any other Nascent Soul Dao Lord, would have already resolved it when they found this place."

"It seems that I am not strong enough to help Jianmu overcome this calamity."

Thoughts raced through my mind.

A figure appeared in his mind.

It was none other than Cang Yunzi!
This person, who condensed the Dao Seal and broke through to the Divine Transformation Realm thirty years ago, is now a master of profound Daoist arts.

Even someone like him is about to reach the highest realm of swordsmanship, "creating a world with a single sword."

More importantly, the Daoist principle of "bearing the heavens and carrying all things" that the other party comprehended is most adept at bearing and resolving external forces.

"If Fellow Daoist Cangyunzi could help us..."

A glint of light flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes.

Using Cangyunzi's Daoist aura as a shield, it could buy him a crucial opportunity to defuse the Heavenly Dao's offensive.

However, this move is extremely dangerous, and if it were someone else, he would certainly have to consider whether the other party would be willing to take the risk.

But he is Cangyunzi.

"For so many years, the Immortal Saint Sect has been a model of upholding justice and upholding the principles of the world, and is the leader of the righteous path."

A confident smile appeared on his lips.

With the magnanimity of this number one person in Kyushu, he would never refuse such a major matter concerning the survival of the Jianmu tree and the fortune of heaven and earth.

This sense of responsibility is precisely the foundation upon which Cangyunzi has been able to remain the number one person in the Nine Provinces for so many years.

He immediately made another hand seal, incorporating Cang Yunzi into the dream to deduce the dream together, and simultaneously used the Sprout Technique and the Marrying Dream Technique.

"Om!!"

As the silver light of the Dream Marriage Technique rippled like water, countless precognitive images flashed before my eyes once more.

The results of this simulation are significantly better.

In the end, although Cang Yunzi's Daoist robe was stained with blood and the Nine Mountains Dharma Image was completely shattered, he himself was bleeding from all seven orifices, and the golden light of the Intercepting Dao dimmed. The roots of the thousand-foot-tall Jianmu tree were also mostly broken in the collision between the power of the Heavenly Dao and the terrifying Dao rhythm.
But in the final premonition scene...

Although the remaining hundred-foot-long roots were entangled with turbid tribulation energy, there were no longer any traces of the erosion caused by that strange Daoist charm.

"It's done!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes suddenly lit up.

The karmic force that entangles Jianmu may be highly poisonous to others.

But for him, whose Daoist essence blends the aura of the Heavenly Dao and the Blood Sword Divine Ring, it is an excellent tonic!
Without further hesitation, his divine sense surged forth from the earth like a tidal wave, instantly traversing thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in the Central Plains, reaching the Immortal Saint Sect.

"Sect Master Cangyunzi, come quickly to my aid!"

Meanwhile, in the states beyond the river, at the very bottom of the Nine Nether Abyss.

The altar where the six ancestral demons were located suddenly trembled violently, and the viscous demonic liquid surged like boiling water.

"Ok?"

Outside the altar, the thousand enormous mouths of the greedy demon simultaneously ceased spewing demonic breath, and the compound eyes with their coin-shaped patterns suddenly contracted.

The two scarlet demonic eyes that had just recovered from the Demon of Anger suddenly burst forth with blood flames, intertwining in the void to form the substantial flames of the 'Wrathful Karmic Fire Spell'.

Deep within the altar, thousands of distorted human faces emerged from the turbid body of the sealed demon, while the chains of the three demons of resentment and hatred rattled deep within.

The six terrifying demonic thoughts originating from ancient times simultaneously sensed the extremely subtle change in the universe.

"The fortunes of heaven and earth are fluctuating."

The eyes of the Greed Demon revealed a strange, greedy gleam, and each of its coin-patterned scales reflected different scenes of greed in the human world.

These ancestral demons, born from the evil thoughts of all living beings, are most sensitive to the waxing and waning of righteous and evil energies in the world.

At this moment, they clearly sensed an extremely vast and majestic righteous power brewing between heaven and earth, like the first ray of light piercing the darkness before dawn, making them feel extremely uncomfortable and disgusted.

"This aura... it's from the Jianmu tree!"

Within the chest of the Demon of Wrath, the demonic heart that beat like a flame suddenly erupted in fury, letting out an incredulous roar.

"Could it be that the root deep within the earth's veins in Central Plains is about to revive?"

"impossible!!"

The demon's thousand legs gripped the rock wall tightly, its compound eyes flashing with intense golden light: "Absolutely impossible! That root was worn down and suppressed by the terrifying Dao aura of that being, who comes from..."

As it finished speaking, it suddenly fell silent, even freezing the demonic thoughts within it.

It was as if, even after tens of thousands of years, the mere mention of the existence behind that terrifying Daoist aura still made it instinctively tremble, even though it was fearless.

But no matter what, with the Daoist aura of that being eroded, how could Jianmu possibly revive?

"My two elder brothers, you must not forget the variables."

Deep within the altar, the Demon of Madness let out a series of delusional laughs: "...The existence of that variable...could cause upheaval, making many impossible things a reality."

"That brat stole Huang Chang's Nine Cauldrons of Yu the Great and possessed the variable of the Yin-Yang Pearl. That brat even gained the approval of that damned Nine-Leaf Sword Grass."

Inside the altar, the vengeful demon's chains suddenly taut, emitting a hissing sound.

"Don't forget about the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Techniques."

The decaying body of the demon trembled within the altar's seal, hissing, "The wondrous uses of manipulating creation are boundless; some things that seem impossible can perhaps be accomplished by the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Techniques." "Indeed."

"Probably."

The demonic thoughts of the six ancestral demons collided fiercely in the abyss, causing the Nine Netherworld Rock Walls to tremble violently.

They recalled that variable that repeatedly defied common sense.

If there is anyone in this world who can resolve that Daoist charm, it will surely be him.

"Zhao! Wu! Ji!!"

The demonic thoughts of greed resounded like thunder in the netherworld.

Its hundred legs frantically tore at the altar's rock wall: "If the Jianmu tree is truly revived, then the spiritual energy of heaven and earth may further revive in the future, and the clouds of the end of the Dharma may dissipate as a result."

When the suffering of all beings is eliminated, the source of evil thoughts upon which our six great ancestral demons depend for survival will be exhausted.

At that time

"Roar!"

The Demon of Wrath suddenly opened its six scarlet demonic eyes in fury, "What are you panicking for! As long as that unspeakable being exists, this end of the Dharma will never end!"

"Second Brother is right. Besides, even if the Jianmu tree were to revive, given the current spiritual energy of heaven and earth..."

The demon's grotesque laughter echoed across the altar: "Even the Jianmu tree can't recover even thirty percent of its former power."

"At most, let the end of the Dharma arrive a little later."

The vengeful demon sneered: "The most important thing now is to take down this variable!"

"Only by seizing his Yin-Yang Pearl can we break our predicament!" the demon roared from the depths of the altar.

"Disaster!"

The Demon Lord sighed, "Now that the Nine Nether Demon Lord is dead, without this messenger, most of our forces cannot even leave the Nine Netherworld."

"not necessarily!"

The greedy demon's compound eyes flashed with intense golden light: "Never forget the fundamental power of the six great ancestral demons."

The coin-like patterns on its scales lit up, reflecting the greed of all living beings: "greed, anger, ignorance, resentment, and hatred."

"As long as these six inherent flaws in human nature exist, we will always have a chance!"

"Brother is right!"

A hoarse, demonic voice emanated from within the altar: "If we can incite the resentment of powerful individuals towards that variable Zhao Wuji, perhaps we can cause the variable to change again, giving this demon an opportunity to exploit!"

"Stop wishful thinking!"

The Demon of Wrath's six scarlet demonic eyes suddenly widened in fury. "The trash that can be influenced by us is unable to handle that variable! And the strong ones who can deal with him are not under our control at all!"

"unless."

The Demon of Hatred sneered, "He courted death by provoking a terrifying being. Only then could my seed of hatred take root and sprout!"

"This time he wants to save Jianmu! Perhaps this is also our chance."

The demon said venomously, "If that unspeakable being were to sense the existence of this variable..."

Its demonic voice suddenly trembled, as if it were mentioning some taboo.

"shut up!"

The greedy demon's compound eyes, marked with money lines, flashed wildly, its gaze filled with apprehension. "If you dare to provoke the wrath of such beings, we might be the first to perish!"

The abyss suddenly fell silent.

Even the most ferocious demon of anger retreated back into its blood flames, and the remaining three of its six demonic eyes closed simultaneously.

The mere mention of that existence caused even the six Great Ancestral Demons to tremble instinctively, as if in fear.
at the same time.

Deep within the earth's veins, outside the barrier of vital energy.

Zhao Wuji and Cang Yunzi, who had rushed over upon hearing the news, stood in mid-air, their robes fluttering in the scorching heat.

The surging, primordial energy within the barrier cast flickering light and shadow on the faces of the two individuals.

"did not expect"

Cang Yunzi's expression was solemn, his long, snow-white eyebrows trembled slightly as he stared at the thousand-foot-long root within the barrier.

The sinister Daoist aura entangled between the wood grains was like a bone-deep ailment, causing even the Daoist seal between his brows, which symbolized the bearing of heaven and earth, to tremble slightly.

"The ancient divine tree that connected the three realms and supported the celestial court was not completely destroyed, but only this section of its root remains. It's just a pity that it is trapped here."

Zhao Wuji said calmly, "If this is delayed for hundreds or even thousands of years, this root will probably turn to ashes."

Within the barrier, the terrifying Daoist aura writhed like a living thing, sizzling and corroding the roots of the Jianmu tree.

Cang Yunzi's Taoist robe fluttered without wind, and his eyes shone with a spiritual light like moonlight: "This Taoist charm is sinister and unpredictable, and has not dissipated even after ten thousand years."
Those who could unleash such Daoist power in ancient times were likely far more terrifying than the six Ancestral Demons of today, had they not perished?

Zhao Wuji slowly shook his head: "In the end of the cycle of heaven and earth, such beings, if they have not perished, must have already left this world."

It may have transcended the Three Realms and is no longer subject to the Five Elements; otherwise, this branch of the Jianmu tree root would not have survived to this day.

Upon hearing this, Cang Yunzi raised his white eyebrows slightly, and the water and cloud sword patterns flowed between his wide sleeves. Suddenly, his heroic spirit surged, and he laughed loudly: "Fellow Daoist Zhao, please do as you please! I have cultivated for a thousand years, but I have never truly experienced the power of the Heavenly Dao."

Years ago, I witnessed the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass cleave the heavens atop Sword Immortal Mountain; today, I shall emulate the ancients and test the power of divine retribution.

He took a step forward, the Dao Imprint of Transformation shining brightly between his brows, his robes fluttering like a great banner, "If I can save this broken body of the Jianmu tree, what does it matter if I face divine retribution?"

"it is good!"

Zhao Wuji's gaze suddenly sharpened. He said no more, looked up at the thick earth's crust above him, and suddenly made a hand seal with his fingers together.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Within the first celestial space hidden in his sleeve, the Yin Sha Spring boiled, and six Yin Marrows, shimmering with ghostly light, burst forth from the water, disappearing into his sea of ​​consciousness between his brows like dark, mysterious stars.

"boom!"

The sixth Yin Pearl trembled violently, and immediately a torrent of Yin energy, like a flood from the Netherworld, washed over the limbs and bones.

Spiderweb-like black patterns immediately appeared on Zhao Wuji's skin.

The surging karma transformed into substantial black flames, which gushed out from his seven orifices, like a beacon igniting the heavens in the endless night, reaching straight to the nine heavens!
The commotion was like throwing bloody bait into a still lake, instantly waking the sleeping hunter.

"Boom!"

Beyond the Nine Heavens, turbid tribulation clouds suddenly surged, roaring and trembling like a raging sea.

Beyond the clouds, an unimaginably vast and blurry outline slowly writhed, as if awakening from the eternal chaos.

A single, overwhelming pupil that spans heaven and earth!

Turbid, cold, covered with grotesque, centipede-like scars, and thick, golden pus flowing deep within the iris.

This gaze traversed endless time and space, looking down and instantly locking onto that familiar aura of karma.

Cang Yunzi's expression changed drastically. He looked up abruptly, and the Dao Seal of Bearing Heaven and Carrying All Things flashed wildly between his brows, as if he had sensed some terrifying existence beyond imagination.

"This is."

His Taoist robe was instantly soaked with cold sweat. His spiritual senses at the Nascent Soul stage allowed him to perceive the awakening of that turbid gaze from beyond the Nine Heavens more clearly than Zhao Wuji!
"boom!!"

An invisible, overwhelming pressure from the Heavenly Dao descended like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down!
The void trembled, and the laws of nature mourned.

It was as if invisible shackles were descending from the heavens, intending to crush all those who defied the heavens into dust.

Deep underground, Zhao Wuji's bones cracked under the strain, and his primordial spirit felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar.

It seemed as if it would disintegrate and vanish under that gaze at any moment.

"Buzz!"

Deep within his consciousness, the seventh Yin Pearl suddenly emitted a ghostly light, completely unlocking itself.

The two Earthly Fiend Techniques, which had been activated but had fallen into silence, have been reactivated like stars.

"bring it on!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes suddenly sharpened, and with a low shout like a thunderclap, his figure transformed into a dazzling stream of light, forcefully piercing through the gap in the barrier of fortune.

In an instant, it approached the Jianmu root that was wrapped in strange Daoist charm.

"boom!!"

On the roots of the Jianmu tree, the ancient calamities of the Heavenly Dao, which had accumulated for millennia, suddenly seemed to sense the gaze of the Heavenly Dao and surged forth like boiling oil poured on snow or boiling water poured on ice!

Get involved yourself!

He's half a move ahead of Heaven!

Zhao Wuji's robes fluttered, his body radiating a burst of spiritual light. The divine wheel formed from the light of his primordial spirit spun behind his head like a blazing sun, and the true intent of intercepting the Dao condensed into a tangible sharpness.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, facing the overwhelming chaos and calamity.

One finger pointed to the deepest part of the Jianmu tree's roots, where a sinister black line, writhing like a living creature, stretched out.

To completely eradicate this deep-seated, lingering affliction, we must divert the attention that Heaven has been focusing on him.

Finger Transformation Technique!
His Daoist essence condensed into a dazzling golden light at his fingertips.

The surging karmic force within his body was forcibly intercepted and transformed into a ferocious black dragon that coiled around his fingers.

When the Finger Transformation Technique was pushed to its limit, the karmic force that resembled a black dragon was forcibly compressed into a tiny black dot the size of a grain of rice, which he then pointed out with his finger.

It precisely penetrated deep into the roots of the Jianmu tree, into that eerie black line that seemed to writhe like a living creature.

"laugh!!"

The black line suddenly twisted and expanded. The karma that Zhao Wuji had extracted from his body collided violently with that strange Daoist rhyme, and actually exploded into thousands of foul-smelling, blood-red arcs of electricity in the void.

"Zizzi"

The terrifying Daoist aura writhed like a living thing, rapidly annihilating and devouring the blood-red electric arcs.

But at that very moment, the turbid single eye outside the Nine Heavens suddenly snapped open!
"It's done!"

With a low shout, Zhao Wuji flicked his sleeve and instantly disappeared from his spot, entering the Pot Heaven Space for temporary refuge.

Only a wisp of karmic ember remained in the original spot, which was then twisted into nothingness by the descending chains of calamity.
(End of this chapter)