Immortals of the End Times

As Zhao Wuji and the demon tree clone joined the battle.

The void trembled, and the battle quickly turned into a one-sided affair.

The Immortal-Slaying Spear, accompanied by the roar of countless dragon souls, cut down like a heavenly blade with its golden light, severing the chains of tribulation between the brows of the remaining six soul-destroying beings.

"Ka-ka!"

The sound of chains breaking was like ice crystals shattering, and the six figures gradually faded into nothingness in the blazing sun.

In their empty eyes, turbidity and clarity flickered alternately, eventually dissipating as specks of starlight.

The twelve broken Dao seals floated in mid-air, bobbing up and down in the blazing sunlight.

Zhao Wuji stood with his hands behind his back, his blue robe fluttering in the heat.

These once-powerful deities who dominated the ancient times ultimately could not escape the fate of perishing.

"Ugh"

Cang Yunzi, with his long, white eyebrows drooping and the Nine Mountains Dharma Image behind him covered in cracks, sighed.

"We were born in the Dharma-ending Age, like fish in a dried-up pond. Yet these fellow Daoists of the Celestial Court, possessing ancient spiritual energy, are also suffering from calamities beyond the realm."

He brushed his fingertips across the blood-stained whisk, breaking all three thousand silver strands, and shook his head, saying, "Heaven and earth are the furnace, fate is cruel."

"Qiang!"

The Sword Lord of Asking Heaven recalled the Asking Heaven Immortal Sword, which had developed cracks, its blade glowing red-hot in the Soul-Burning True Fire.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, looked up at the sky above, and sneered, "Even the Great Vehicle Celestial Venerable cannot transcend, let alone the Nascent Soul stage? This damned Heaven has fallen itself!"

"Both of you are seriously injured."

Zhao Wuji suddenly formed hand seals and used his medical skills, saying, "Let's heal the wounds first."

The medical technique transformed into two emerald rays, which intertwined in the air like dragons to form two jade-green magic arrays, enveloping the two of them.

As the magic array rotated, boundless vitality transformed into a shower of nectar and dew.

From Cang Yunzi's deep, bone-revealing wound, wisps of calamity-inducing energy emanated and drifted out.

Within the hideous blood hole on the chest of the Sword Master Wentian, the shattered meridians miraculously sprouted new branches like spring vines, reconnecting in the spiritual light.

"Uh!"

Both of them groaned simultaneously, and the newly formed flesh at their wounds writhed wildly, with faint golden Dao patterns visible flowing between their flesh and blood.

The frost that had formed on Cang Yunzi's snow-white eyebrows melted away inch by inch, and the blood that had spilled from the corner of Wentian Sword Lord's mouth quickly dissipated. They both immediately sat down cross-legged and began to regulate their breathing and heal their injuries.

After doing all this, Zhao Wuji looked at the increasingly scorching and intense flames around him, frowned, and flipped his palm to summon the Soul-Burning Sun Pearl.

The crimson pearl spun in the air, with nine miniature suns seemingly floating inside.

"go with!"

With a soft 'hum', the pearl flew up, and the coiled dragon patterns on its surface lit up one after another.

It actually swallowed up and absorbed the fiery torrents that filled the sky.

"Hoohoohoo!!"

The surrounding fiery spiritual energy surged into the precious pearl like rivers flowing into the sea.

The nine suns inside the pearl shone even brighter, enveloping the three in a glass-like light barrier.

Outside the light shield, heat waves distorted the void, while inside it was as cool as a quiet autumn night.

"Gathering the Primordial Essence in the Pot!"

Zhao Wuji made a hand seal and shouted softly. Suddenly, the phantom image of the Heavenly Void appeared in his sleeves and dantian, like two bright moons rising from under his robe.

"boom!!"

Ancient spiritual energy, like a celestial river bursting its banks, poured in from the 365 major acupoints, each one illuminating with starlight-like points of light.

Although he was not injured in the fierce battle, the repeated activation of the treasures had left him with a faint feeling of emptiness in his dantian.

At this moment, the spiritual energy within the Pot Heaven space was like solidified nectar, and drops of emerald-colored spiritual liquid surged and flowed along the meridians like raging waves.

Wherever it passed, the withered spiritual veins were as if blessed by sweet rain, and the parched dantian was instantly stirred up with surging waves, with the surging magic power replenishing seventy or eighty percent in the blink of an eye.

"It eclipses the sun and blots out the sky!"

The next moment, Zhao Wuji suddenly made a hand seal and used the Sun Concealment Technique. The Dao Seal between his eyebrows suddenly shone brightly, and the golden light exploded like the blazing sun.

He held up the sky with one hand, his five fingers spread wide, and the entire sky trembled violently the instant he did so.

"Boom!"

Instantly, the intense sunlight seemed to be grasped by an invisible giant hand.

The palm and fingers were like mountains, with golden patterns like a galaxy flowing between the lines.

In the blink of an eye, it completely obscured the blazing sun that burned the soul for hundreds of miles around, and dimmed the scorching flames for thousands of miles.

"Wow!"

The void was as if it had been splashed with ink, turning from blazing white to mysterious and profound.

The raging heat dissipated like the receding tide, and the scorching Daoist energy was forcibly suppressed.

Faintly visible through the cracks in the sky, residual light and heat fell like shattered gold, streaking across the darkness in fleeting streaks of fire before being swallowed by the endless abyss.

After temporarily dispelling the Soul-Burning Sun Daoist Aura of the Ninth Heaven, Zhao Wuji looked at the broken Daoist seals floating around him.

"Wow!"

He suddenly rolled up his sleeve, and twelve broken Dao seals returned to their places like stars, floating and sinking around his body.

Daoist charm flowed between the cracks of each Dao seal, like the flickering light of a dying firefly.

He pondered for a moment, then took out the Nanming Lihuo Lotus magic weapon left behind by Yan Lingluo and examined it.

The 'water-entering' patterns on the lotus petals gleamed with a strange bluish light.

His eyes gleamed, and the blood moon swirled in his double pupils, as if trying to pierce through the causal fog that spanned countless ages.

"The interplay of reality and illusion, the interweaving of past and present."

Zhao Wuji ran his fingertips over the tadpole-like characters at the bottom of the lotus platform, and the Dao-Intercepting Seal between his brows suddenly lit up with starlight.

He suddenly made a hand seal and used the Star Number Technique.

Instantly, seventy-two star patterns flowed like the celestial sphere's orbit.

"Star number prediction!"

With a shout, he suddenly sent out a string of shimmering white chess pieces, like jade falling from a galaxy, forming a constellation pattern in mid-air.

Nine white stones rotated in mid-air, each reflecting the celestial phenomena. The tadpole-shaped star patterns on their surfaces flickered, clearly incorporating the true stellar teachings comprehended in the Hall of Fate.

"The celestial pivot is established, and the stars are arrayed in their constellations!"

Zhao Wuji placed the piece down.

Bai Ziqing shone brightly, outlining a magnificent star map with nineteen crisscrossing paths in the void.

In his double pupils, blood moonlight and starlight intertwined in an instant, his gaze like a knife cutting through the mist of time, tracing back that illusory river.

"Wow!!"

Suddenly, the phantom of the River of Time appeared in the void, and within its shimmering waves, the ancient celestial palace of Zhurong was reflected.

But then Yan Lingluo was seen holding a vermilion brush, the tip of which was filled with Nanming fire forming Dao patterns, and she was carving the two characters "Enter the Water" into the lotus platform.

Every stroke and turn was exactly as he had instructed, down to the nuances of the brush, down to the precise timing of each pause.

"Cause and effect reversed! Heaven and earth defied! Heaven and earth severed!"

Zhao Wuji's sword finger suddenly changed, and the Dao seal between his brows suddenly emitted spiritual light.

Whoosh whoosh! !

Suddenly, nine white stones burst forth with dazzling starlight.

The tadpole-like patterns on the surface of the chess pieces seemed to move as if alive, instantly transforming into nine streams of light that plunged into the golden light of the Intercepting Path, charging forward fiercely against the river of time and space.

boom!
The long river suddenly surged with turbulent waves, revealing an even more ancient causal relationship.

But then they saw the waves rippling in the long river, reflecting a scene.

Beyond the thirty-third heaven, the black-robed celestial being's wide sleeves billowed, and a spark of fire fell from his sleeve into the Jianmu tree, landing precisely in the cauldron where Yan Lingluo was refining elixirs.

The seeds transformed into 'water' patterns upon leaving the fire.

"This is."

Zhao Wuji's expression changed drastically, and he was about to urge Bai Zi to continue exploring the source of the reverse flow.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, all nine white stones rang out with a crisp sound.

Black, spiderweb-like cracks instantly covered the white chess piece, a shocking sight, and stardust fluttered and scattered like snowflakes.

That long river of time, forcibly stretched open, was abruptly severed by an invisible force.

Amidst the lingering ripples, a sigh that transcends eternity could be faintly heard.

"Zhuang Zhou dreamt he was a butterfly; who was I, and who was the butterfly?"

"puff!"

Zhao Wuji suddenly trembled and spat out a mouthful of blood as the backlash from the Star Numerology Technique surged forth.

He staggered back three steps, each step leaving golden Dao patterns in the void.

The blood moon in his double pupils was forcibly dissipated, leaving only the flickering light in his eyes.

"Even with the Star Astrology technique combined with my Dao-Intercepting technique to seize the secrets of heaven and earth, I still cannot calculate all the cause and effect."

His gaze was filled with astonishment. He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and traced the 'Entering the Water' technique on the lotus petal with his fingertips, a technique that perfectly matched the illusory space-time.

The rough, raised texture seemed to mock the unpredictability of the universe.

These Dao patterns, derived from real history, fit perfectly with the legacy of the illusory Immortal Court, like a misplaced needle suddenly appearing in the warp and weft of the Heavenly Dao.

"That's all."

Zhao Wuji raised his eyebrows, let out a soft sigh, and flipped his palm to put away the fire lotus.

He knew that with his current strength, he was not yet able to calculate cause and effect or predict the secrets of heaven.

Perhaps only by aligning with the Tao can this be achieved.

His gaze fell upon the numerous broken Dao seals not far away.

"Absorbing these Dao Seals should greatly help my Intercepting Dao become stronger."

He suddenly pressed a finger to his brow, and the Dao Seal of Intercepting the Dao suddenly shone brightly, devouring all the surrounding Dao Seals like a hungry eagle seizing a rabbit.

"boom!"

Within his spiritual realm, the Daoist voice resounded, and countless insights flooded in like a surging river. The four true meanings of the Dao of Interception manifested in his sea of ​​consciousness.

It cuts through the sky like a sword cleaving the firmament; it cuts through the earth like a mountain suppressing the eight wastelands; it cuts through people like a net encompassing all living beings; it cuts through destiny like the shifting of stars and the turning of constellations.

At this moment, deep within the chaos where the four elements intertwine, the fifth true meaning is pulsating like an embryo.

"I see."

Zhao Wuji's gaze suddenly sharpened, as if he saw the patterns of his own Dao seal quietly evolving as it was being devoured.

The original sword-like markings now extended into countless golden threads, each one eagerly absorbing the Daoist essence of others.

His mind suddenly cleared, and the great Dao's voice resounded within his sea of ​​consciousness.

The fifth true meaning of the Intercepting Dao was fully awakened at this moment.

Thousands of golden threads suddenly rolled up like a galaxy, condensing into profound seal script on the surface of the Dao seal.

It seizes the secrets of the thirty-three heavens above, steals the fortune of the nine netherworlds below, and severs the karma of all living beings.

The shattered fragments of the Dao seal from the past have now become fuel for nourishing the great medicine.

The fifth true meaning of the Intercepting Dao is the true essence of the Intercepting Dao!

Not only can it reveal the secrets of heaven, earth, people, and destiny, but it can also directly point to the origin of the Great Dao.

To seize the fruits of another's path is to sever the foundation of all laws.

Just like the Jianmu tree drawing water from the deepest abyss to support the sky.

"Crack!"

With the crisp cracking sound of the last Dao seal breaking, Zhao Wuji's long hair moved without wind, and his understanding deepened.

The so-called "intercepting the way" is essentially a journey of stealing heavenly secrets and a perilous path of seizing creation.

They cut a narrow path to safety from a precipice, forcibly opening a door to life in a seemingly hopeless situation.

In the act of 'intercepting,' seize that sliver of opportunity; from the impossible, extract numerous possibilities.

In an instant, the Daoist aura around Zhao Wuji surged, and the true meaning of the Intercepting Dao flowed like a rushing river. The spiritual power within his body rose steadily with enlightenment, transforming into a raging spiritual tide that washed over his limbs and bones.

Not far away, Cang Yunzi and Wentian Sword Lord were both awakened by this mysterious fluctuation.

When the two opened their eyes, they saw Zhao Wuji's green robe billowing, and the golden light of the Dao seal between his brows flowing like the rising sun. They couldn't help but look at each other, both of them shocked.

"There are countless paths, but they are all different in the end."

Cang Yunzi's long, snow-white eyebrows trembled slightly, and the whisk in his hand moved on its own without wind. "Fellow Daoist Zhao's Intercepting Dao True Meaning, though not good at offense, is best at breaking through stalemates, and is more suitable for cultivation."

The Sword Lord of Asking Heaven's gaze was like a sword as he stared at the golden pattern that devoured the Dao Seal and said in a deep voice, "To seize the creation of heaven and earth to replenish oneself, this path is truly domineering."

Indeed, in terms of direct combat, the Intercepting Path might not be as fierce as the Asking Heaven Sword Path.

However, in this world of declining Dharma, the ability to devour all paths and break through shackles has become the most precious opportunity.

Moreover, Zhao Wuji possesses the recognition of treasures such as the Nine Cauldrons and the Sword Grass, so he is not lacking in offensive methods.

"call!!"

As the last wisp of Daoist energy entered his brow, Zhao Wuji suddenly opened his eyes.

A blood moon faintly appeared in his double pupils, and when he looked at the two of them, his aura was even stronger than before.

"Now that you two have recovered, let's go and see the true face of the Heavenly Dao."

He smiled slightly, flicked his wide sleeves, and the Soul-Burning Sun Pearl hung above his head, its crimson light enveloping the three of them. "Now that eight of the nine heavens have been broken, the final step must be taken."

Cang Yunzi nodded solemnly, cracks appearing behind him as the Nine Mountains Dharma Image appeared: "We don't know how many more lost souls lie ahead, and we don't know what kind of calamity the Heavenly Dao will unleash. You two, please be careful."

Zhao Wuji nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "This time we ascend to the heavens only to observe the state of the fallen Heavenly Dao and collect unknown secrets. If we encounter danger, we will immediately evacuate according to the established plan."

As he spoke, he and Cang Yunzi simultaneously turned their gazes toward Wentian Sword Lord.

With his sword robes fluttering, the Sword Lord of Asking Heaven solemnly replied, "Rest assured, I only wish to witness the true face of the Heavenly Dao. If anything goes wrong, I will cover your retreat."

"it is good!"

Seeing that Jianjun said this, Cangyunzi's worried expression eased slightly, and Zhao Wuji also nodded.

The three people instantly transformed into four streaks of light that shot into the sky.

As soon as it broke through the barrier constructed by the Sun-Concealing Technique, the Soul-Burning True Fire surged forth like a wave.

"go with!"

With a long roar, Cang Yunzi summoned nine majestic immortal mountains that rose from the ground, their bodies shrouded in mysterious yellow Dao patterns, forcefully carving out a pure land amidst the raging flames of soul-burning.

The crimson flames struck the mountain, producing a metallic clang, and sparks rained down.

“Swish, swish, swish!!”

At this moment, the demon tree clone extended thousands of branches, which instantly grew to enormous size. Each branch radiated the unique cyan-gold Daoist charm of the Jianmu tree, intertwining to form a sky-covering cyan curtain.

Where the branches met the flames, a hissing sound erupted, and the vitality of the Jianmu tree and the Daoist aura of burning souls dissolved into each other, steaming up a sky full of blue smoke.

"Sword Pierces the Nine Heavens!"

With a long roar, the Sword Lord of Asking Heaven pointed his fingers like a sword, and a sword light that pierced the heavens and earth cleaved through the sea of ​​fire.

Where the sword light passed, the flames were actually cleaved in two, revealing a distorted spatial rift behind them.

"go!"

Zhao Wuji seized the opportunity, his figure transforming into a dazzling golden rainbow, carrying the true meaning of interception as he passed through the rift.

The moment they stepped into the outer heavens, the turbid tribulation mist surged forth like a living thing.

However, as soon as they entered the outer reaches of the Ninth Heaven, a turbid, chaotic fog of tribulation began to surge towards them like a tide.

Everyone felt a sharp pain in their bodies, and their spiritual energy melted away rapidly, like snow meeting the scorching sun.

The cyan-gold branches of the demon tree clone dimmed instantly, and the bark peeled off layer by layer.

"Protect!"

With a flick of his wrist, Zhao Wuji conjured a hundred-foot-long black dragon from the turbid mist, its scales tearing the incoming tribulation mist to shreds.

The Dao seal between his brows manifested a phantom image, and the Dao essence he had absorbed in the past swallowed up all the surrounding calamity and turbidity.

"That is."

At this moment, Cang Yunzi shouted in surprise, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

But deep within the sea of ​​mist, the outline of a majestic mountain range vaguely emerged, and the oppressive aura emanating from it caused the surrounding mist to freeze!

Deep within the chaos, a giant eye, seemingly slumbering since time immemorial, suddenly opened and closed, revealing grotesque scars undulating like mountains, and thick, golden pus flowing deep within the iris.

"The Fall of the Heavenly Dao!"

When everyone saw the enormous eye stretching for countless miles deep within the mist, they were terrified.

Especially those hideous scars and murky blood, it's unimaginable what kind of powerful being could have so severely damaged this terrifying Heavenly Dao.

At that very moment, the opening and closing of that single eye subtly contained the power of the alternation of day and night.

When you open your eyes, the world suddenly brightens, the nine heavens are illuminated, and the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles are dyed with golden light.

When you close your eyes, the whole world is dark, and even time and space seem to freeze.

"boom!!"

An overwhelming pressure from the Heavenly Dao swept over everyone, instantly shattering the protective aura around them and causing their souls to tremble violently.

Within that single pupil, countless phantom images of the rise and fall of dynasties seemed to flow endlessly, capturing the changes of heaven and earth over time.

Deep within the pupil, eighteen enormous vortexes of light swirled around an ancient medicine furnace.

"The supreme medicine furnace that houses the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Pearls?!"

Zhao Wuji was shocked. He never expected that the vessel that once carried the treasure was hidden deep within the single eye of this fallen Heavenly Dao.

However, what terrified him even more was that a golden, radiant figure was sitting slumped inside the medicine furnace.

The moment that figure came into view, an inexplicable sense of familiarity struck like a thunderclap.

Before he could even ponder the reason, a divine retribution and thunder suddenly erupted from his single eye.

Even before the lightning arrived, the terrifying pressure already made everyone feel intense oppression.

At the same time, the sound of chains echoed through the nine heavens from within the eighteen points of light, and one after another, Dao bodies pierced by the chains of calamity and corruption slowly appeared.

The first one treads upon the Milky Way, each step leaving a dazzling star trail in the void, with countless starlight phantoms above his head.

The second one is engulfed in the flames of the Netherworld, and the opening and closing of the third eye on his forehead reveals the birth and death of the world.

Third place.
"The Immortal Lord of Fate, these are all powerful ancestral rulers of the ancient Immortal Court!?"

Zhao Wuji's pupils shrank suddenly. Those familiar auras were none other than the Immortal Lords and Dao-Merging Grandmasters he had known before.

"retreat!"

As he retreated rapidly, the Thunderclap Spear flew from his hand, attracting the divine lightning like a lightning rod.

"Roar!!"

The dragon pattern on the gun suddenly came to life, transforming into a ten-thousand-foot-long thunder dragon roaring across the heavens.

The dragon's scales and claws flew, each scale bursting with dazzling lightning. When it clashed with the heavenly punishment lightning, it exploded with billions of purple lightning bolts, turning half of the turbid sky into a magnificent yet deadly lightning prison.

"The Qingzhou Cauldron!"

As he rolled up his sleeves, the Qingzhou Cauldron, a symbol of wind and thunder, grew taller in the wind. Layers of illusory images of the mountains and rivers of the nine provinces appeared on the cauldron's body, and the sounds of ancient ancestors' sacrifices echoed through the sky.

A vortex suddenly appeared at the mouth of the cauldron, seemingly about to devour the entire universe. The lightning bolts that struck down were forcibly torn into twisted lightning pythons, turning into boiling liquid lightning paste inside the cauldron.

The entire cauldron was covered in dazzling lightning patterns, as if it were about to explode at any moment.

"Cheng Tian!"

Cangyunzi's beard and hair bristled, and the images of nine immortal mountains suddenly appeared behind him.

The mountain's surface cracked with lava-like Dao patterns, actually creating a crimson-gold light curtain in front of the three at the cost of burning its own essence.

The lightning struck it, and the light barrier trembled violently like the surface of a lake in a downpour, but it never broke.

"choke!!"

The Sword Master of Asking Heaven formed a sword with his fingers, and his natal sword realm suddenly blossomed.

Three thousand six hundred sword intents coalesced into towering mountains, each petal, like a mountain peak, bursting forth with a clear, melodious sword cry amidst the lightning.

But the power of that heavenly punishment was truly terrifying; towering mountains collapsed at a visible speed, and shattered sword energy fell like a rain of stars.

"Walk!!"

The three of them were sent flying thousands of miles by the force of the recoil, their clothes torn to shreds.

But then the eighteen ancient powerful beings who had been locked up suddenly looked up at the same time.

The chains piercing between their brows rattled, and eighteen terrifying divine thoughts, each containing the origin of a different Great Dao, intertwined into a net, imprisoning the entire void into an impenetrable solid block.
(End of this chapter)