Immortals of the End Times

Faced with the Great Dao blockade formed by eighteen ancient immortal court powerhouses, Zhao Wuji felt a chill run down his spine.

These eighteen divine thoughts, each containing a different origin of Dao, converged like a heavenly net, crushing the entire void into an impenetrable wall.

The spiritual energy solidified like black iron, the chains of laws clanged, and even the void itself was distorted and deformed under this terrifying pressure.

"Summon the immortals!"

Zhao Wuji suddenly roared, his two fingers forming a sword and stabbing fiercely into the space between his eyebrows, the golden patterns on his sword-like fingers bursting open like a blazing sun.

Two streaks of blue light shot out from the sleeves.

It was the aura of the Immortal Lord of Fate and the Immortal Lord of Heavenly Craft that they had intercepted in the past!

"Hiss!!"

The moment the two beams of azure light disappeared into the turbid tribulation mist, the vortex of light deep within the single eye suddenly erupted violently.

Within the vortex of light in that single eye, two illusory figures radiating intense spiritual power suddenly trembled violently within the chains.

"Ugh!"

Beneath the star crown of the Immortal Lord of Fate, a momentary struggle appeared on his face. The Heavenly Secrets Star Compass in his hand cracked open with a crack, and his face violently shifted between turbidity and clarity:

"Are you Zhao Zheng?"

The Celestial Craftsman's towering body stretched the chains of tribulation and turbidity taut, radiating dazzling light, and his eyes widened in anger.

The eighteen divine thought nets instantly tore open two gaps!

"It's now!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes suddenly shone with a blood-red moon, and his left palm shot out like a dragon. The true meaning of intercepting the Dao transformed into countless golden threads, instantly seizing the power and strength of the two immortal lords.

His right hand gestures changed like lotus blossoms in nine stages, and his copying technique shone like the rising sun.

"go!"

The clear light had not yet fully enveloped Cangyunzi and his group.

Suddenly, from within the deepest vortex of light, came the sound of a child chanting scriptures:

"When the sun first rises, it is as large as a cartwheel, but at midday it is as small as a plate. Is this not because things that are far away appear smaller and things that are close appear larger?"

This voice, as resounding as a great bell, shook the hearts of everyone present!
"boom!"

The turbid fog suddenly exploded, and a white piece as large as the sun came crashing through the void. Star trails flowed on the surface of the piece, and it was actually the piece that Ziwei Immortal King had placed when they played chess on the Rainbow Bridge!
"It's actually those two rogue immortal disciples?! The Purple Star Immortal King and the Central Heaven Immortal King?"

Zhao Wuji's pupils shrank to needle size, and his blood instantly froze.

Before the chess piece even arrived, the terrifying Daoist aura already caused a sharp pain between his brows.

Behind him, Cang Yunzi's nine Heavenly Dharma Images collapsed like paper, and the Xuanhuang Mountain was reduced to dust inch by inch under the pressure of the Immortal King.

The Sword Lord of Asking Heaven's natal sword realm is like ice crystals meeting fire; the three thousand sword intents melt away before they are even unleashed.

The three of them were like mosquitoes trapped in amber, unable to even tremble their eyelashes.

Wherever Bai Zi passed, the vast void shattered like glass, and the endless void trembled in the Daoist rhythm, with the tribulation mist transforming into a dazzling shower of stars.

In the intense sunlight reflected on the chessboard, the purple-crowned Taoist boy's lips were faintly visible.

That smile was as indifferent as fate, as if all living beings were mere playthings in the palm of one's hand.

Zhao Wuji felt a chill run through his body, as if he had returned to his childhood self, an ant gazing up at the sky.

Life is like a drifting duckweed, and the body is like floating dust!
This feeling is like that of a chess piece on a chessboard, whose fate is not in their own hands, but can only wait to be controlled or destroyed by the player.

"Chess pieces, chessboard, that's it, that's the feeling! Starry chessboard, this is the Dao of Starry Sky!"

Zhao Wuji was deeply shaken, as if suddenly enlightened.

The Dao Seal of Intercepting the Dao flickered wildly in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The spiritual platform, which had been nearly shattered by the oppressive aura of the scattered immortals, now reflected the illusory image of the entire Starry Chess Game.

"Starry Daoist Rhyme! Intercept!"

Suddenly, the Dao seal between his brows burst forth with brilliant golden light, the golden light piercing through the chaos like a sharp sword.

The true meaning of intercepting the Dao is like an angry dragon soaring into the sky. The fifth Dao meaning is to intercept the Dao of others and use it for my own purposes.

In an instant, it transformed into a myriad of Daoist principles, breaking through the shackles of the chess game!

"Crash!"

Suddenly, thousands of star-track chains appeared in the void, which were of the same origin and nature as the White Child Daoist Rhyme of the Purple Star Immortal King.

Zhao Wuji's long hair danced wildly, each strand entwined with dazzling starlight, making him seem like the embodiment of the stars in the sky.

Stars meet stars, Daoist principles break Daoist principles!
This chessboard that had bound heaven and earth was now being forcibly broken open by the Intercepting Dao!
"If you're a chess player, why bother making pieces?"

His eyes gleamed, and the light from his fingertips, like mercury spilling onto the ground, intertwined with the brilliant star trails of his astrology, instantly revealing the changes in the heavens and earth.

"At dawn, the rising sun is like a canopy, appearing enormous due to atmospheric refraction."

At noon, the sun is like a bowl, and the clear sky reveals its true form.

This is not a change in distance, but a mere illusion of celestial light!

His voice was like thunder in the heavens, each word condensing into golden Dao patterns, transforming into the True Chapter of Intercepting the Dao, which hung in the void.

"boom!!"

As the Dao patterns rotated, they transformed into a celestial orbit. With the aid of the Star Numerology technique, the Big Dipper shone brightly and, guided by the Star Numerology technique, condensed into a star orbit chess piece.

With its overwhelming sharpness, it crashed headlong into the crushing white stone!
"clang!"

The clear, resonant sound of the collision was like that of a grand bell.

The void exploded with spiderweb-like cracks, and the white chess piece containing the Dao of Destruction was actually held in place, with fine cracks appearing on its surface.

"what?"

Deep within the vortex of light, the Purple Star Immortal King let out a soft exclamation.

The ancient, cold, and bewildered gaze suddenly rippled, and in a daze, it seemed as if an old friend was playing chess and discussing philosophy.

The Daoist aura at the tip of this wandering immortal's fingertips faltered slightly, revealing a hint of hesitation amidst the killing intent.

In the blink of an eye...

Suddenly, a voice, like that of a child chanting scriptures, came from another vortex:
"When the sun first rises, it is cool and refreshing, but at midday it is as hot as boiling water. Is this not because it is hot for those nearby and cool for those far away?"

As the sound waves passed, the entire starry chessboard trembled.

Before the words were finished, they materialized in the void, transforming into a pitch-black chess piece that fell from the sky.

The dark patterns on the surface of the chess pieces flow like a bottomless abyss that devours light, giving people endless despair, as if dragging them into the endless abyss of hell.

"not good!"

Cang Yunzi's hair and beard trembled, his eyes filled with horror: "When the black piece falls, the entire star field tilts. What kind of magic is this? Does it mean it can refine the entire starry sky into a chessboard?!"

"A scheme orchestrated by the will of Heaven is something we cannot resist."

Sword Master Wentian stared intently at the black stone that was devouring the light, as if his own swordsmanship was like a firefly compared to the bright moon in the face of such power. He squeezed out a hissing voice: "Wuji, retreat!! Don't worry about us!"

"boom!"

No sooner said than done, the moment the black piece was placed, the entire sky suddenly darkened.

The intense sunlight receded like a receding tide, and daylight instantly turned into eternal night.

Darkness poured out like ink, carrying a suffocating sense of despair, as if dragging the entire world into an abyss.

At this point, there was simply no way to retreat.

Zhao Wuji had no choice but to continue using the method of intercepting the Star Luo Dao Rhyme to break the deadlock.

"Blazing sun! Pray for clear skies! May sunshine return!"

With a long roar, he shattered the void with three decrees, and suddenly thrust three fingers together like a sword towards his brow, three beams of magical light soaring like angry dragons.

The raging sun technique transformed into a three-legged golden crow that roared across the heavens, its blazing flames burning the darkness with azure-colored cracks.

The Prayer for Clear Skies summoned pure air from the heavens, which cascaded down like the Milky Way, and dazzling sunlight emerged from the clearing clouds.

The Light-Generating Technique is like a sudden burst of morning starlight in the long, dark night, with the blazing white starlight condensing into a tangible light sword that pierces through the darkness.

"Boom!!"

As the three lights converged, a white stone, as brilliant as the sun, was suddenly formed.

"The chill of early morning is due to the lingering dew, while the scorching heat of midday is due to the rising earth energy. This is not a change in distance, but rather a reflection of the interplay of yin and yang!"

With his clear shout, golden Dao patterns burst forth from the Dao seal between his brows, weaving into a celestial orbit in the void.

The golden chess piece, enveloped in starlight, crashed down and collided violently with the black piece in mid-air.

"clang!!"

The two objects faced each other in mid-air, and the terrifying spiritual pressure storm sucked away all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth before suddenly exploding.

"boom!!"

The demon tree clone suddenly blocked Zhao Wuji's path, its two-thousand-foot trunk standing like a pillar of heaven, and the azure light curtain of the Jianmu Heavenly Net instantly unfolded.

However, the starlight contained within the golden chess piece was too violent; upon contact, the light barrier shattered like glass.

The powerful shockwave swept through, and the gnarled branches of the Jianmu tree shattered inch by inch, its lush leaves turning into dust and scattering everywhere.

The massive body was actually blasted back a hundred feet, carving out abyssal ravines from the turbid mist.

Zhao Wuji let out a muffled groan, his Taoist robe instantly bursting into flying dust, and his bones emitted a teeth-grinding cracking sound.

Thousands of bloodstains burst forth on the surface of his crystal-clear, jade-like body, and the golden-red blood transformed into a sky full of crimson clouds amidst the spiritual pressure storm.

Even though he managed to use a clever trick to break the deadlock and block the attack, the huge difference in their cultivation levels still shattered his internal organs, causing blood to spurt from all seven orifices, and his entire body exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

"Unfettered!" "Fellow Daoist Zhao!"

Cang Yunzi and Wentian Jianjun both changed color.

However, at this very moment, within the vortex of light, the two illusory figures of Immortal Kings trembled simultaneously, their eyes filled with astonishment, as if they had become somewhat clear-headed from the murky state of being bewildered by the tribulation mist, surprised that someone had broken their Starry Chess Formation.

"Intercept the transport! Avert disaster!"

Taking advantage of this brief moment, Zhao Wuji suddenly made a hand seal, and the Dao-Intercepting Seal between his brows exploded with a dazzling light.

The apocalyptic technique, with its clear light, was like a skilled butcher dissecting an ox. The thread-like lines of cause and effect spread along the chessboard's structure, precisely targeting the most vulnerable nodes of the game's Daoist principles.

The Heavenly Tribulation Pattern in the Black Chess Game crumbled inch by inch, like a spider web caught in boiling snow.

"break!"

With a shout from Zhao Wuji, the thousands of apocalyptic threads suddenly tightened, each thread ending in a star-sized apocalyptic rune.

At this moment, they all burst forth with clear light, forcefully tearing a sliver of light through the eternally dark chess game.

"Click!!"

The vast chessboard laid out by the two immortal disciples exploded at this moment, like chaos cleaved by Pangu's axe.

Countless fragments of Daoist essence scattered and flew in all directions.

One of the broken black stones suddenly fell down.

Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed, and he made a hand seal to summon the black piece, instantly grabbing it into his hand and clenching it in his palm.

"Walk!!"

His sleeves billowed like clouds, and the entrance to the Pot Heaven space suddenly burst open, instantly swallowing everyone up.

With each step he took, the vast landscape shrank to the size of a mustard seed beneath his feet, and his figure vanished into nothingness in an instant, like the legendary figure Hu Gong who shrank the earth.

Only a wisp of golden light remained, like a dragon returning to the sea, exploding into countless stardust at the point where the chessboard collapsed, the sparks of which suddenly brightened the eyes of the Purple Star Immortal King.

"This is... the one who escaped?"

Within the vortex of light, the Purple Star Immortal King regained some of his senses. His gaze, sharp as lightning, pierced through the void, landing on the afterimage of Zhao Wuji's escape. In that instant, ancient memories surged forth.

In a daze, I seemed to see the Celestial Venerable holding the chessboard amidst the clouds of yesteryear, his profound voice booming like thunder!
Just then, lightning began to gather in the cold, majestic eyes of the Heavenly Dao One Eye, about to unleash another heavenly punishment.

"seal up!!"

Ziwei Immortal King and Zhongtian Immortal King suddenly made hand seals and shouted fiercely.

The eighteen dazzling points of light suddenly collapsed, transforming into tadpole-shaped chains of Dao patterns that bound the giant pupil.

The single eye, imbued with the power to destroy the world, trembled violently, and its pursuit slowed by a fraction, as if the ice of ten thousand years had melted away.

For the first time, a human-like bewilderment surfaced in the depths of his eyes.

"ho"

At the same time, the two Immortal Kings let out decaying sighs, and the innate Daoist aura flowing around them flickered.

Their pupils became cloudy again, as if stained with ink, and a pale gray aura seeped from their seven orifices, gnawing at their immortal bodies like maggots clinging to bones.

Even a wandering immortal who once lived as long as heaven and earth, after ten thousand years of being confined in this prison-like chess game, would inevitably experience the decline of his Dao and the decay of his spirit.

"Boom!"

Beneath the nine layers of heavenly barrier, Zhao Wuji's figure fell to the ground like a meteor.

The moment it touched the ground, it suddenly gushed out a three-foot-long jet of blood, and all the acupoints in its body burst open at the same time.

His crystal-clear body suddenly developed spiderweb-like cracks, resembling a piece of jade porcelain about to shatter.

"out!"

Zhao Wuji suddenly swept his blood-stained sleeves, and the space of the Pot Heaven opened up like the moon in the clouds, and Cang Yunzi and Wentian Sword Lord staggered out.

The two looked up and saw the horrifying sight of Zhao Wuji covered in blood.

That Dao body, comparable to a spiritual treasure, was now peeling away in fragments like a dried terracotta figurine.

In particular, there was a star-like spiritual light emanating from the Dao seal between the eyebrows, which was clearly a sign that the Dao body was about to collapse!
Once the Dao body of a Nascent Soul Dao Lord collapses, it means that the Dao Seal has suffered severe damage. To recover is not as easy as simply restoring the physical body.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao!"

Cang Yunzi made a hand seal to try to save him, but was stopped by a bloody, mangled arm.

Zhao Wuji's face was ashen, yet he managed a forced smile. He couldn't even speak, only able to transmit his voice: "It's alright. I can withstand this injury and it will heal on its own."
"You two should leave quickly and avoid this situation. I'm worried that Heaven might lock down karma and bring down divine punishment."

As soon as he finished speaking, three inches of clear light suddenly burst forth from the top of his head.

This was clearly a sign that the primordial spirit was about to leave the body.

"This"

The two men's pupils contracted sharply as they saw Zhao Wuji's shattered right hand form a hand seal, using the Soul Exorcism Technique to forcefully lock the scattered primordial spirit back into his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Okay, take care of yourself."

The Sword Master of Asking Heaven frowned deeply and nodded solemnly.

Knowing that Zhao Wuji was not one to make empty promises, and that although his condition appeared serious, he should be able to recover.

"If you encounter any trouble, please contact us immediately!"

Cang Yunzi nodded solemnly, and then they both transformed into two streaks of light, instantly tearing through the clouds.

Seeing the two leave, Zhao Wuji, who was standing alone, suddenly felt something. He looked up at the sky, and the golden pattern on his forehead collided with a dark gaze from the Nine Heavens.

It seemed as if a cold gaze pierced through the clouds from beyond the ninth heaven.

The oppressive aura of the one-eyed Heavenly Dao clung to him like a bone-deep sore, yet the heavenly tribulation lightning did not descend for a long time, as if it was only vaguely locking onto him.

Many doubts welled up in his mind.

Is this the meaning of "Heaven has the virtue of cherishing life" or "Heaven never closes off all paths"?

Once you pass the tests of the eighteen powerful beings, you can safely leave the Nine Heavens.

However, he was in a bad state at the time and it was difficult for him to think too much.

"Shhh!!"

Zhao Wuji's sleeve was stained with blood as he vanished into the second Heavenly Realm.

He staggered two steps as soon as he landed, and a line of blood, intertwined with gold and red, spilled from the corner of his mouth again.

Looking up, the demon tree clone was perched in the center of the Pot Heaven space.

On the two-thousand-foot-tall trunk of the Jianmu tree, spiderweb-like cracks are shocking to behold, while azure-green life-giving mist rises and falls like tides.

The bark emitted a muffled "crackling" sound as it struggled to bear the weight, yet deep within each crack, emerald-like patterns emerged.

That was the original source of the Jianmu tree forcibly reconnecting its broken body, like a withered tree coming back to life, forcefully pulling itself back from the brink of destruction.

"Unrestrained!" "Nephew!"

"Husband!" "Senior Brother!"

Just then, four beautiful figures swept in at the same time: Hua Qingshuang was dressed in white, Yan Lan was dressed in fiery red, Nan Zhixia looked worried, and Li Shiyu looked horrified.

Surprisingly, it was the four women who had been waiting in the Pot Heaven for a long time.

They already knew that Zhao Wuji was going to venture into the Nine Heavens Forbidden Land during the previous Immortal Saint Sect Conference.

Seeing him covered in blood and his body shattered, Hua Qingshuang's usually icy face showed deep concern, and she immediately cast a healing spell.

Nan Zhixia and Li Shiyu were almost in tears. They had never seen their powerful husbands so miserable before. The two quickly took out their treasured Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pills.

Yan Lan drew closer, her smile unusually vanishing, her lips trembling slightly: "How are you?"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Wuji raised his hand to stop him.

"It's alright. You don't need to worry. I can recover simply by meditating."

He transmitted his voice to the four women, managing to force a smile.

"You can still laugh."

Yan Lan wanted to touch Zhao Wuji's body, but faced with his body crumbling inch by inch, she didn't know how to begin. She stomped her foot in anger, "Why are you working so hard? Since you have a way to recover, go and heal your wounds quickly."

Although her voice was fierce, her fingertips trembled violently.

"rest assured!"

Zhao Wuji nodded, giving the four women a reassuring look before his figure vanished like a gust of wind, disappearing instantly into the depths of the rich spiritual energy vortex of the fifth-level spiritual vein.

Within the central part of the spiritual vein, the boiling spiritual liquid resembled an inverted galaxy.

Zhao Wuji sat cross-legged and flipped his palm to reveal the bloodstained black stone that had been intercepted by the summoning technique.

The patterns on the surface of the chess piece moved like living things, seemingly devouring his life essence.

Strange, layered phantom images even began to appear on the surface of the chess pieces, as if some figures were emerging from them.

"cough"

He spat another mouthful of blood onto the chess pieces, making the phantom images even clearer, and faintly, the sound of an old man chanting scriptures could be heard coming from within the pieces.

But at this moment, he had no time to ponder it and could only put it away for the time being.

Then, he suddenly formed a hand seal, and the Yin-Yang Pearl emerged from his sea of ​​consciousness. Using the function of physical body reshaping, it transformed into two torrents of Yin and Yang, black and white, and began to reshape the nearly shattered Nascent Soul body.

His Nine Yin Nine Yang Pearls have been completed in six pairs, which means they have the function of reshaping the physical body six times.

I used it once in the Ancient Sword Domain, and now I'll use it again. I still have four chances left.

This is the key to survival in the face of catastrophe.
(End of this chapter)