Immortals of the End Times

Outside the gate of the Immortal Saint Sect, a demonic tree avatar over two thousand feet tall stands majestically, its roots, like writhing dragons, deeply embedded in the earth's veins, its enormous canopy blotting out the sky and the sun, standing shoulder to shoulder with the main peak of the Immortal Saint Peak.

From a distance, the clone looked like a new, towering mountain rising abruptly from the Immortal Sacred Mountain Range.

The golden-blue patterns on the Jianmu tree flowed between its bark, and with each breath, they caused the spiritual energy within a hundred miles to surge.

Cang Yunzi's eyes, beneath his long, snow-white eyebrows, gleamed with a sharp light as he communicated telepathically with Zhao Wuji, who stood with his hands behind his back atop the treetop.

Suddenly, a sword's cry, as sharp as tearing silk, echoed from the sky.

A dazzling sword light, like the aurora borealis, pierced the sky, its sharp sword intent splitting the sea of ​​clouds in two.

But as the sword light faded, the figure of the Sword Lord of Asking Heaven, his green robe fluttering, arrived through the air, the lingering sword energy beneath his feet carving fine sword marks in the void.

"I've heard Brother Cangyunzi mention Wuji's clone before."

The Sword Lord of Asking Heaven gazed into his deep, abyss-like eyes at the Jianmu incarnation, which bore the same appearance as Zhao Wuji but was as large as a mountain. He smiled and said, "Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, it is truly magnificent."

With your powerful Jianmu clone assisting us, our journey to the Nine Heavens will be much more successful.

"Hahaha!"

Cang Yunzi stroked his long beard and laughed, "I told you long ago that Fellow Daoist Zhao is a variable in the heavens."

Now, with the protection of the Nine Cauldrons of Yu the Great, the Sword Grass recognizing its master, and this Jianmu clone, the three ancient treasures are all gathered in one body.

Even if the Nine Heavens are fraught with peril, we can still support each other.

The Sword Lord of Asking Heaven nodded and said, "It has been a long time since four Nascent Soul cultivators have appeared in this world at the same time. Especially since Wuji is a variable in the world and possesses many treasures, we have a great chance."

"You two should not be careless either."

Zhao Wuji stood on the clone's shoulder and shook his head slightly, saying in a deep voice, "During the battle in the Earth Vein Cave, the Nine Nether Ancestral Demon did not hesitate to risk interfering with our success."

"This time, as we venture into the Nine Heavens, we will encounter those ancient and evil beings lurking in the Nine Netherworlds."

His gaze swept across the western horizon, and he frowned, saying, "It's not impossible that it won't cause trouble again."

"You're right. The Ancestral Demon's attack almost caused us to fail at the last minute."

Upon hearing this, Cang Yunzi's expression suddenly hardened.

The Sword Lord of Asking Heaven stood with his hands behind his back, the sword mark between his brows emitting a dazzling cold light, and said coldly: "After we have passed through these nine heavens and explored the truth of the Heavenly Dao, our next goal is to wield our swords and go straight into the Nine Netherworlds to slay all these ancestral demons that are causing chaos in the world!"

"Although the six great ancestral demons are strong when they retreat into the Nine Netherworlds, once they leave the Nine Netherworlds, they are like dragons with broken claws trapped in the netherworld. As long as our Dao heart is clear and we do not fall into the sea of ​​desire, these ancestral demons will have no chance to take advantage of us."

Zhao Wuji suddenly raised his head, his eyes piercing through the clouds like lightning, and calmly said, "In short, everything is ready, so let's go to heaven and give it a try."

"good!"

"it is good!"

Upon hearing this, Cangyunzi and Wentianjianjun both burst into loud laughter, their voices shaking the heavens.

The three exchanged glances, and then their figures instantly transformed into streaks of light, soaring into the sky.

"Buzz!"

The demon tree clone followed closely behind, and as it climbed higher, the giant tree body, over two thousand feet long, gradually condensed.

By the time he stood shoulder to shoulder with Zhao Wuji, he had already transformed into the size of an ordinary person.

The half of the dark gold battle pattern in the Dao seal between his eyebrows burned like raging flames, and his blue eyes burst forth with the blood-red light of the Blood Moon Double Pupil, as if the former overlord had returned to the mortal world.

This was precisely the promise Zhao Wuji made to the remnant soul of Xiang Yu back then.

Once we have gathered his body, we will join hands with him to conquer the Nine Heavens!
Four figures streaked across the sky like meteors, instantly traversing tens of thousands of feet of clouds, reaching the incomparably clear boundary of the Ninth Heaven.

Beyond the first level of heaven, howling winds and surging black mists filled the air; it was none other than the Soul-Devouring Yin Wind Heaven!

"Woo! Woo!"

In an instant, the entire sky darkened, and countless soul-devouring winds howled in like the wailing of evil spirits.

The black wind raged, like the howls of millions of wronged souls. The cold, biting wind tore through the void, forming twisted vortexes that seemed to tear the four people's souls apart.

Wherever the eerie wind passed, even spiritual energy was frozen into frost, turning into countless ice crystals that fell in a flurry.

"Summon the wind!"

Zhao Wuji snorted coldly, and the Soul-Devouring Wind Pearl suddenly flew out from his sleeve, hovering above his head and spinning rapidly. At the same time, he made hand seals and suddenly used the Wind Technique.

This low shout was like an imperial edict.

The originally violent and soul-devouring yin wind suddenly stopped, and then, as if drawn by an invisible force, it scattered and fled, forming a brief vacuum zone around the four people.

"Go quickly!"

Zhao Wuji gave a deep shout, and the four of them suddenly increased their speed, transforming into streaks of light and speeding away.

However, this eerie wind seemed to possess sentience, and after only a moment of dissipation, the even more powerful soul-devouring gale behind it seemed to be enraged, emitting a piercing shriek from the depths of the void.

Suddenly, the surging black mist behind them split open, and a wave of eerie winds, ten times more violent than before, crashed down like a tidal wave, dark and overwhelming.

Wherever it passed, even the surrounding void seemed to distort.

"It's really troublesome!"

Zhao Wuji suddenly stopped, his robes fluttering in the strong wind.

His eyes shone with a fierce and piercing light, as if countless wind patterns were flowing within them. Suddenly, his hands, which were forming a hand seal, burst forth with dazzling golden light.

As the hand seals changed, the spiritual energy within a radius of a hundred miles suddenly stagnated.

"The myriad winds of the world!"

His voice boomed like thunder, each word resonating with the heavens and earth.

"Listen to my command!!"

Zhao Wuji let out a low shout and pressed down with his right palm, the golden light between his fingers transforming into a pillar of light that pierced the sky.

The moment the Wind-Borrowing Technique was unleashed at full power, the entire Soul-Devouring Yin Wind Sky trembled in all directions.

The surging black tide seemed to be gripped by an invisible giant hand, emitting a chilling tearing sound.

"Commanding the Yin Wind!?"

Cangyunzi's snow-white eyebrows shot up, and Wentian Sword Lord's pupils also shrank suddenly. The two of them had not yet recovered from the power of these words that became law.

"Retreat!"

Zhao Wuji uttered the last two words as if they were an imperial edict.

Visible golden ripples swept across the vast wilderness, causing the yin winds to explode wherever they passed.

A vacuum passage piercing through the sky was blasted out of the black fog!

"Walk!!"

With a low shout, Zhao Wuyi instantly used the Ascending Technique to transform into a streak of light and darted into the passage.

Cang Yunzi and Wentian Sword Lord immediately seized the momentary opening and broke through the Yin Wind Barrier in one fell swoop!
As the four of them rushed through the barrier of yin wind, a deafening roar like the collapse of the heavens and the splitting of the earth came from behind them.

The dissipating yin wind instantly tore a thousand-foot chasm into the entire void!

However, just as the four broke through the layers of eerie winds, the scene before them suddenly changed again.

They had suddenly arrived at the second level, the Bewitching Cloud Heaven.

Above the sky, endless, mesmerizing clouds flowed like a celestial river.

The ethereal and heavy clouds surged and billowed, resembling both light gauze and lead and mercury, yet each wisp was teeming with crimson blood.

Each wisp of cloud contains a strange power that bewitches the mind, as if it can erode the cultivator's Dao heart, causing them to sink into it and never awaken.

As the clouds and mist shifted, they sometimes condensed into illusions, and sometimes transformed into chains, wrapping around the four of them from all directions, trying to drag them into endless confusion.

"careful!"

Cang Yunzi's snow-white eyebrows suddenly trembled violently, and the three thousand silver threads of his whisk straightened at the same time, with three shocking cracks appearing on the jade handle due to the impact.

The old Taoist priest, who had experienced many vicissitudes of life, changed his expression drastically.

But amidst the churning clouds, countless distorted human faces appeared.

There is his eldest disciple who passed away, his Daoist companion who perished in the Dharma-ending Age two hundred years ago, and even his younger self, a manifestation of his inner demons!
"A demon has been planted in your heart?!" The Heavenly Sword Lord roared like a sword's cry, and the Heavenly Sword Seal between his brows suddenly exploded with seven feet of radiant light.

His robes fluttered wildly, yet the sword energy around him seemed to sink into a swamp.

When the flowing clouds swirled around the sword's edge, they emitted a shrill cry like the wailing of thousands of infants, causing the veins on his right hand, which held the sword, to bulge instantly.

This is the instinctive tremor of the sword bones when the Dao heart is shaken.

Faced with countless infants, even a swordsman as sharp as a swordsman would find it difficult to wield his blade.

"Be mindful of your spiritual level!"

With a low shout, the Sword Lord of Asking Heaven's seal between his brows shone brightly, tearing apart the surrounding clouds that were attacking his mind.

"go with!"

Zhao Wuji, however, had anticipated this and was the least affected.

He waved his sleeves.

The bewitching fan suddenly flew out, unfolded with a 'whoosh,' and the nine soul-capturing bells on the fan ribs simultaneously emitted clear and melodious Buddhist chants.

The landscape painting, resembling splashed ink on a fan, suddenly came to life. A black dragon soared from the scroll, tearing fiercely at the oncoming clouds.

"Zhao Yun, drive him away!"

Zhao Wuji simultaneously formed hand seals, unleashing both the Cloud Summoning Technique and the Expulsion Technique at the same time!
"Gather!"

The Cloud Summoning Technique instantly summoned clouds from all directions.

The countless mesmerizing clouds seemed to be summoned, frantically converging in front of the fan to form a huge cloud vortex.

The expulsion technique transformed into a fan-shaped golden light, sweeping across all directions.

The remaining clouds instantly melted and dispersed like snow meeting the blazing sun.

"Let's do it together!"

With a low shout, Cang Yunzi unleashed the Nine Mountains Dharma Form, its imposing mountain force suppressing the turbulent clouds.

"choke!!"

The Sword Master of Asking Heaven pointed his fingers like a sword, and a sharp sword light cleaved through the clouds and mist.

With the combined efforts of the three, the surrounding bewitching clouds instantly dissipated, and they broke through another layer of heavenly barrier!
Immediately following, the third level of terrifying thunder and lightning erupted, with thunderclaps and countless electric snakes tearing through the air and striking down.

Zhao Wuji summoned the Thunderclap Spear, its tip drawing in lightning and redirecting all the thunderbolts across the sky.

The fourth level is a bone-corroding, rainy day. The rain pours down, and countless dense raindrops are like poison that corrodes bones; they will corrode you upon contact.

With a wave of his sleeve, Zhao Wuji unleashed a flurry of bone-chilling rain needles that swirled through the air, their points weaving into a net that completely blocked out the rain.

The four of them swept through the two heavenly barriers with unstoppable momentum!

However, the moment they stepped into the fifth level of the Soul-Splitting Profound Ice Heaven, an extremely biting cold instantly invaded the four of them!
"Snap!!"

The void in all directions was frozen solid.

Endless black ice cracked like a glacier, its eerie blue light illuminating all directions.

The chilling aura of the Soul-Splitting Ice Dao swept across the heavens and earth, each wisp of cold air carrying the Dao intent of annihilating all things, and wherever it passed, even the void condensed into spiderweb-like black ice patterns.

"laugh!!"

Countless sharp icicles shot out from the void, each gleaming with a captivating blue light, their chill penetrating to the bone.

The flow of spiritual energy around the four people was momentarily halted, and the spiritual energy they exhaled instantly condensed into ice shards and fell.

The entire world was a vast expanse of white, as if plunged into an eternal, silent icy hell, where even time seemed to slow down in the extreme cold. "This Soul-Splitting Ice of the Fifth Heaven has actually given birth to Daoist principles?"

Zhao Wuji and the others all changed color.

This was a completely unexpected situation.

The fifth level of the pseudo-ninth heaven in the former Tiannan Secret Realm did not possess any Daoist charm.

Once it possesses the Daoist essence, the destructive power of the Soul-Splitting Mystic Ice increases dramatically.

"Exorcise the spirits!"

Zhao Wuji's brow seal lit up, and the Spirit Exorcism Technique transformed into a golden light screen to protect his primordial spirit.

The Soul-Splitting Frost Sword rang out as it was drawn, and where the blade passed, the dark blue Daoist aura and sword energy collided fiercely, exploding into countless ice crystals.

The two thousand-foot-tall demon tree clone beside him remained unmoved, its Daoist aura transforming into emerald green light that flowed around him.

That boundless vitality, originating from ancient times, thrives endlessly in the icy mist, even reversing the encroaching icy Daoist essence into a nourishing force.

After all, Jianmu feeds on lava and has no fear of the Soul-Splitting Ice, even if it contains Daoist principles, it is not a great threat.

However, both Cang Yunzi and Wentian Jianjun experienced a sudden increase in pressure.

The nine mountain images of Cangyunzi were all covered in ice.

The profound Daoist principles that bear the weight of heaven and earth were frozen and stagnant.

The Heavenly Sword Lord was even worse; his magnificent sword energy seemed to sink into a quagmire, and as the Heavenly Sword trembled, layers of frost condensed on its blade.

"Nine Mountains Supporting Heaven!"

Cang Yunzi let out a long roar like a dragon's cry echoing through the heavens, and his entire body exuded a profound and yellow Daoist aura that cascaded down like a waterfall.

"Boom!"

Nine ancient divine mountains suddenly materialized, their surfaces covered with dense, ancient Daoist patterns.

Every line flows with a profound artistic conception that carries the weight of heaven and earth.

The extreme cold Daoist energy from the Rift Soul Profound Ice Heaven swept in, freezing the void and creating spiderweb-like black cracks.

"Cheng!!"

Cang Yunzi let out a long roar, his hands forming a seal as if embracing the universe. Within the earthen-yellow light screen, phantom images of heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers appeared, and nine divine mountains rotated like millstones, crushing the invading millennia-old mysterious ice into crystal powder.

"it is good!"

Zhao Wuji suddenly felt the pressure around him decrease, and he had the strength to break through the encirclement.

"Sword World!"

Just then, the Sword Lord of Asking Heaven's eyes flashed like lightning, his sword pointed to the sky, and a clear and melodious sword cry rang out like a phoenix's cry across the heavens.

The moment the Heavenly Sword was unleashed, a vast sword realm suddenly unfolded within a radius of ten zhang.

Countless sword lights, like clouds and mountains, soared and disappeared within it, each sword energy containing the ultimate sharpness to sever the cycle of reincarnation.

Wherever the Sword Realm went, the Soul-Splitting Ice, powerful enough to freeze the souls of Nascent Soul cultivators, crumbled.

The ice crystals refracted the sword light, transforming into a rainbow of stars.

Zhao Wuji felt a lightness in his brow and mind, and discovered that spiderweb-like cracks had appeared on the ice layer above his head.

Taking advantage of the situation, the four transformed into four streaks of light and soared into the sky.

However, as soon as they broke through the Xuanbing Sky Dome, they were met with turbid mist that rolled like a monstrous dragon.

The Sixth Layer of Fallen Gods' Turbid Mist Heaven!

A hideous ghost face was faintly visible in the thick, turbid fog.

A corrosive Daoist aura emerged from the mist, and wherever it passed, the void was etched with patches of pitch-black void cracks, as if ink had been splashed on it.

The four felt their primordial spirits sink, and invisible turbid energy eroded their spiritual platforms like a bone-deep sore, as if thousands of evil spirits were whispering in their ears.

"This layer has also given birth to Daoist principles!" Cang Yunzi's expression changed slightly, and his expression became solemn.

"go with!"

Zhao Wuji was prepared. In an instant, the chains of turbid mist in his sleeve clanged and transformed into nine black dragons that coiled around the crowd.

The dark golden runes on the chains moved like living things, frantically tearing and devouring the surrounding mist, producing a metallic clang.

at the same time.

"open!!"

The four Dao seals suddenly opened simultaneously, their radiant light soaring into the sky!
With a wave of his sleeve, Cang Yunzi conjured up nine illusory divine mountains around him, which swirled like an insurmountable barrier, their bodies adorned with mysterious yellow Dao patterns.

The profound Daoist energy, which carries heaven and earth, forms a barrier, blocking all the encroaching turbid fog.

With a tremor of his sword, the Sword Lord of Asking Heaven unleashed a vast sword realm, where countless starlight sword beams flowed like a cascading Milky Way, and the sharp sword intent shredded the turbid mist into wisps of green smoke.

"cut!!"

Zhao Wuji pressed his finger to his brow, and the Dao patterns suddenly shone brightly, instantly transforming into an invisible blade.

Wherever it passed, the turbid mist and Daoist aura collapsed and dispersed as if encountering a natural enemy!
However, just as the four of them were breaking through the murky fog...

A slight, crisp sound of chains rattling suddenly came from within my mind.

Zhao Wuji's pupils shrank sharply, and the Mengtou Technique, which he had mastered, immediately activated on its own, while warning signs screamed wildly in his mind!
"call!!"

Three figures, entangled in chains of calamity, suddenly descended from the sky through the mist.

Each chain was deeply embedded in their brows, like marionettes.

The spiritual pressure emanating from these three soulless individuals was as deep and boundless as the ocean; they were all Nascent Soul cultivators who had condensed complete Dao Seals!
A dark gray Dao seal condensed above the head of the person on the left. The seal's patterns resembled the wailing of ten thousand immortals, radiating overwhelming resentment.

The figure in the middle had six arms on its back, and each palm had a twisted Buddhist mudra, with golden light mixed with filthy black energy.

The rightmost one, Dao Seal, is shaped like a nine-aperture exquisite heart, and each beat causes the surrounding turbid mist to boil.

Strange, murky flames flickered in the empty eye sockets of the three people, as if they had been given some kind of command by some indescribable entity, and they pounced towards the four of them.

The sudden appearance of these three figures startled Zhao Wuji for a moment.

The sight of being bound by calamity chains was strikingly similar to the scene of Xiang Yu shattering the heavens with his halberd and piercing the souls of the lost with his spear.

The clanging sound of the chains colliding seemed to transcend time and space, resembling the sound of the chains that had been severed from Jin Linzi's memory.

"Roar!!"

Before he could think it through, the two thousand-foot-tall demon tree clone beside him suddenly let out a deafening roar.

This roar was like an ancient overlord awakening from the underworld, the earth-shaking roar stirring up a vast wave of air, causing the entire Fallen God Mist Sky to tremble violently.

On the gnarled tree trunk, dark gold Xiang Yu battle patterns surged like magma, instantly covering the entire body.

Each battle rune burst forth with a blinding crimson light, illuminating the surrounding thousand-mile-long murky fog in a blood-red hue.

Even more terrifying, above the half of the Tyrant Dao Seal, a phantom image of Xiang Yu's head, hundreds of feet tall, appeared!
The phantom's eyes were wide open in anger, and the Overlord Battle Seal between its brows was as solid as a physical object, radiating a fierce aura that made heaven and earth tremble.

Beneath the illusory black horse helmet, a pair of crimson eyes shone like a blood moon in the sky. The mere sweep of that domineering gaze, imbued with an aura of tyranny, caused the attacks of the two soulless beings who had descended to the ground to falter.

"This is."

Cang Yunzi's pupils shrank suddenly as he stared incredulously at the phantom of Xiang Yu that was perfectly fused with the demon tree's clone.

"Xiang Yu, the King of Western Chu, was once the strongest martial arts immortal!"

The Sword Sovereign of Heaven also changed his expression drastically, staring intently at the illusory figure, "...It still retains such a powerful and indomitable will? Is this will integrated into his Great Dao?"

"Keng!!!"

The void shattered, and a six-hundred-foot-long Immortal-Slaying Spear instantly materialized out of thin air.

Before the spearhead even moved, thousands of dragon souls roared within the crimson spear tassel.

The half of the domineering Dao seal between the brows of the demon tree clone was so tangible that it shook the turbid fog within a hundred miles, causing it to swirl and retreat.

Before the spearhead was even drawn, the terrifying aura had already torn spiderweb-like cracks into the surrounding void, and the scattered spear light fell from the sky like a river of blood, splitting the sea of ​​clouds below into a bottomless ravine!
Zhao Wuji glanced at his clone, his eyes flashing slightly. He watched as the two soulless beings unleashed their magical weapons to attack, but he did not stop them.

At this moment, the Xiang Yu bloodline within the demon tree's clone completely boiled, and Xiang Yu's domineering Dao aura erupted, even triggering the remnant soul's fortune.

This is the pent-up anger and resentment that has been building up for over a thousand years, and it has to be unleashed.

"Please allow my clone to test the waters first."

Zhao Wuji shouted in a deep voice, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

The aura of the demon tree clone continued to rise, with the domineering Dao seal and the Jianmu Dao rhyme perfectly blended, and every line flowing with the power to suppress heaven and earth.

Cang Yunzi and Wentian Sword Lord exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

The two of them were still hovering in the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, while Zhao Wuji's clone had already stepped into the middle stage!

"Boom!"

The demon tree's avatar swung its giant arm, its two-thousand-foot trunk crushing the void.

The Immortal-Slaying Spear swept out horizontally, its momentum like a reversed Milky Way, bringing forth continuous blood-red lightning.

As the spear passed, the attacks of the two fleeing souls were instantly intercepted.

The left side of the Divine Transformation Seal emitted a dark, gloomy light, and the cries of ten thousand immortals shook the heavens. It was as if the dark resentment was real, like a celestial river hanging upside down, and in an instant it condensed into the 'Ten Thousand Immortals' Barrier that covered the sky and blocked out the sun.

Each wisp of malevolent energy contained the illusory image of a broken Dao artifact.

The magical weapons such as swords, axes, and halberds are all entangled with the unwilling obsessions of many fallen cultivators of the ancient immortal court, resembling a Great Wall of despair built from the remains of ten thousand immortals.

On the right, the nine-aperture exquisite heart seal of the lost soul burst forth with bloody light, and each heartbeat was like a heavy hammer striking a drum, vibrating out nine circles of spatial ripples.

"Boom!"

When the third heartbeat exploded, the void within a radius of a thousand feet shattered inch by inch, like a glass mirror.

Countless turbid mists were drawn by the Daoist rhythm, transforming into numerous chains of turbidity that swept in like a torrent.

It was as if the entire Fallen God's Turbid Mist Heaven had collapsed into a single strike.

"boom!!"

The six-hundred-foot-long Immortal-Slaying Spear, accompanied by rolling waves of blood, swept across the battlefield.

Wherever the spear passed, the Thousand Immortals' Resentment Barrier melted away like boiling water poured on snow, and countless remnants of Dao artifacts emitted mournful screams.

The myriad dragon souls surging within the spear tassel collided violently with the chains of calamity, and the resulting shockwave instantly evaporated the murky fog for miles, revealing the shattered, pitch-black sky behind them.

"Uh!"

The two soulless figures' withered faces trembled slightly, they let out muffled groans, and retreated rapidly.

The chains of calamity binding their brows creaked under the strain, taut and emitting a sickening metallic wail.
At this moment, Zhao Wuji suddenly looked at the last soulless person who had descended, and his eyes narrowed sharply.

The aura of the third soulless person was seven parts similar to that of someone he had met in the ancient immortal court!
Especially his sturdy, towering figure, with an unyielding aura that couldn't be concealed beneath his wooden face, resembled a ferocious beast bound by chains.

"Senior Brother Xiong!"

Zhao Wuji's heart trembled, and the ancient scene of the Immortal Court suddenly appeared in his mind.

Xiong Shan's rough, calloused hands, honed from years of crafting weapons, slapped open the mud-sealed wine jar. The aroma of roasted dragon liver mingled with the rising liquor, and the man's booming, boisterous laughter seemed to still echo in his ears.

Who would have thought that the soulless man with the chains of calamity piercing his brow was actually Xiong Shan, the one from the Heavenly Crafts Hall who was famous throughout the Celestial Court for his immense strength?

"Brother Cangyun, Sword Lord! Make your move!"

Zhao Wuji suddenly roared, his True Seal of Intercepting the Dao between his brows bursting forth with dazzling clear light, his gaze locking onto Xiong Shan, "I'll deal with this man, the other two must hold back! First, join forces with my clone to sever this Chain of Calamity and see if we can help them regain their senses!"

(End of this chapter)