Immortals of the End Times

More than eighty years have passed since then.

The Yin marrow and Thunder Crystal Yang marrow required for the Nine Yin Nine Yang Pearl have long been fully accumulated.

After Zhao Wuji used his clone to investigate the illusory bead floating inside the ancient medicine furnace, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and he no longer hesitated.

With a flick of his sleeve, seventeen shimmering, ghostly Yin Marrow fragments flew out from the First Heavenly Jar.

The Qingzhou Cauldron then hummed and trembled as it flew out, spewing out seventeen lightning crystals wrapped in lightning from its mouth to replace the Yang Marrow.

These rare and precious materials all transformed into streams of light and entered his brow.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness.

The Nine Yin Nine Yang Pearls suddenly erupted with a chaotic divine light interwoven with black and white.

"boom!!"

Instantly, a torrent of karmic force erupted from his body like a flood bursting its banks, intertwining with the supreme Yang True Fire that was perfectly activated by the Yang Pearl, and actually condensing into a scarlet karmic fire that was almost tangible all over his body.

The flames, as if alive, coiled around his body, burning his Daoist form with crackling sounds.

Almost every inch of flesh and blood shone with a glassy luster in the firelight.

The Yin and Yang energies released by the Yin-Yang Pearl circulated within his body like dragons and snakes intertwining.

Zhao Wuji could even clearly sense that his bones were being tempered into greater resilience amidst the bursts of thunder, while his meridians were expanding like rivers under the scorching heat of the yang fire.

Just as he was immersed in this transformative change, a strange feeling suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Ok?"

His brows furrowed suddenly.

A mysterious sense of incompleteness arose in his heart, like an unseen crack hidden somewhere in his body, giving him a feeling of imperfection.

Just as he was about to trace the origins, a familiar feeling of being watched and locked on returned.

"Heavenly Dao!"

Zhao Wuji's heart skipped a beat.

Unlike the oppressive tension he felt in the past, this time the gaze of the Heavenly Dao was like a gentle breeze, making it difficult for him to feel a strong sense of crisis.

I wonder if this is because my cultivation has greatly improved.

"open!"

Zhao Wuji suddenly raised his head, his eyes burning. The dome of the Pot Heaven Secret Realm cracked open like a mirror, revealing a deep gap.

But then, in the Nine Heavens beyond the gap, amidst the churning mist, the Heavenly Dao's single, cold, enormous eye suddenly appeared, meeting his gaze.

That single eye stretched across the sky, its cold pupil reflecting the rise and fall of dynasties throughout history.

Countless illusory dynasties rose and fell within its confines, like mayflies in a vast galaxy.

And deep within that single eye, eighteen dazzling points of light formed a vortex that slowly rotated.

At the center of the vortex, an ancient medicine furnace was faintly visible in the halo of light.

The majestic figure standing before the furnace, with his back to all living beings, caused the void to distort and tremble with just his outline.

Strangely, the divine punishment lightning that Zhao Wuji had anticipated did not descend.

That day, the one-eyed Daoist simply stared at him silently.

Suddenly, two stars deep within his pupils burst forth with blinding aurora.

The light was like two shattered suns exploding, and the blazing white flames, like the sun's corona, even scorched two black hole-like holes in the turbid mist of the Ninth Heaven!

"Which is farther, the sun or the moon? Which is colder, morning or noon?"

The Daoist voices of the Purple Star Immortal King and the Central Heaven Immortal King resounded like divine thunder from the heavens, their sound waves carrying the Daoist rhymes of stars, descending from the sky and sweeping across the secret realm, even causing the space of the Pot Heaven to tremble.

Just as Zhao Wuji's expression turned solemn, in the ancient immortal court of the Thirty-Three Heavens...

Two immortal disciples wearing star-studded crowns suddenly flew out on auspicious clouds, their sleeves billowing out thousands of golden flowers of Dao principles.

"The ephemeral mushroom knows neither dawn nor dusk!" The purple-crowned boy shouted, making a hand seal, and a vast star map appeared behind him.

"Ok?"

Zhao Wuji was taken aback. He hadn't expected that the Purple Star Immortal King and the Central Heaven Immortal King in the illusory ancient immortal court would fly out on their own, echoing the immortal kings' discussions coming from his single eye.

"The cicada knows nothing of spring and autumn!"

The Purple Star Immortal King, with his single eye, responded in a hoarse voice, his tone carrying the weariness of time.

The two pairs of voices intertwined and collided in the void, as if cause and effect spanning countless ages were overlapping at this moment.

"This is."

Zhao Wuji's pupils shrank sharply; with his current level of cultivation, he could naturally see through it.

At this moment, the debate between ancient and modern immortals has long surpassed the simple debate about the sun and moon.

The constantly collapsing and recombining Daoist light clusters released during their question-and-answer session correspond to the different understandings of the Heavenly Dao Reincarnation of the two Immortal Kings at different times.

The ancient child's era depicted the glorious path of the golden age, while the immortal king with the one eye conveyed a distorted and dying Heavenly Dao.

"I see."

Dark golden tears of blood suddenly welled up in the eyes of the existing Ziwei Immortal King, for he had already seen his future demise in the Fallen Heavenly Dao.

This bizarre debate between the realms of life and death caused ripples of temporal and spatial distortion throughout the entire Pot Heaven Secret Realm.

"Boom!"

At that very moment, four earth-shattering Daoist fluctuations suddenly emanated from the Heavenly Venerable Hall deep within the Thirty-Three Heavens.

The glazed tiles of the Heavenly Venerable Hall simultaneously floated into the air, transforming into countless stars that surrounded the four majestic figures, who all stepped out of the Heavenly Venerable Hall.

"What!?"

Zhao Wuji turned around in astonishment.

Unexpectedly, even the four Heavenly Venerables in the illusory ancient Celestial Court were alarmed.

At that very moment, in the medicine furnace deep within the Heavenly Dao's One Eye, the ancient, unmoving figure suddenly turned its head and looked down.

In that brief glance back, the mere sight of half a mutilated face sent a shiver down Zhao Wuji's spine.

Half of his face was covered with hideous centipede-shaped wounds, and the empty eye sockets still bore traces of tearing, which were exactly the same as the wounds of the Heavenly Dao's One Eye.

What puzzled him even more was...

The mutilated face had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if the source of the regret that had troubled him for so long had finally been found.

"Buzz!"

The moment that gaze pierced through time and space, it suddenly landed on Zhao Wuji's figure.

The robes of the four Heavenly Venerables fluttered without wind, and they all turned their gazes toward Zhao Wuji.

Within the vortex of the Heavenly Dao's Single Eye, the Ziwei Immortal King's Star Orbit Chessboard and the Zhongtian Immortal King's Sun and Moon Dao Wheel simultaneously solidified.

The entire spacetime of the ancient immortal court seemed to have been paused by an invisible hand.

The gazes of the six beings, imbued with the power of different eras, focused on Zhao Wuji. Suddenly, they spoke in unison, the incantations emanating from their lips transforming into tangible tribulation lightning:

"Escaped! One!"

These four words are the true meaning.

Each word was like a massive tsunami crashing into Zhao Wuji's sea of ​​consciousness. The Nine Yin Nine Yang Pearls spun wildly within his consciousness, and the Yin and Yang energies tore at his divine sense out of control.

The chaotic aura that had settled deep within the Yin-Yang Pearl surged out and permeated his sea of ​​consciousness.

It was actually gradually synchronizing with the breathing frequency of the broken figure in the supreme medicine furnace of the Heavenly Dao's unique eye.

"This feeling."

Zhao Wuji hadn't figured out the specifics yet.

The scene before my eyes began to distort.

The ancient celestial palaces and pavilions seemed to undergo the cycle of time and change with every breath.

The strangest thing is that three of the four Heavenly Venerables' figures gradually overlapped and merged.

Only the silhouette of the Nine Tribulations Celestial Venerable, who wielded the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, grew increasingly blurred with the shifting tides of time and space. It was as if some indescribable force was forcibly erasing him from the river of history.
"boom!!"

At this moment, the strange phenomenon of the three Heavenly Venerables overlapping their figures is exactly the same as the scene he witnessed in the past where mythical phantoms such as Pangu creating the world, Nuwa creating humans, and Fuxi interpreting the hexagrams were intertwined in the pitch-black chess pieces.

In a daze, he seemed to see again that ancient figure formed by the fusion of the gods.

As the figure lowered its head, the divine light in its eyes illuminated the entire universe. In the instant it closed its eyes, it caused six black moons to crash down from the sky.

This mysterious state lasted for countless years. Zhao Wuji felt that the overlapping images of the three Heavenly Venerables suddenly flowed like rivers returning to the sea.

Without needing to use any summoning techniques, the figures of the three Heavenly Venerables seemed to overlap and all disappeared into his body.

The Daoist chant of the "Great Vehicle Corpse-Slaying Method" by the Celestial Venerable of Immortal Sealing resounded in my mind like the grandest bell: "Only by slaying the three corpse gods can you see your true nature!"

Guangsha Tianzun's "The Scripture of Building the Dao of the Universe" is like gold bricks and jade tiles piled up to form text: "All laws are the foundation, my Dao is the beam!"

The Jade Pure Heavenly Venerable's "Purifying Mantra" transformed into the clear sound of lotus dew: "With one pure thought, heaven and earth become clear and bright!"

The three Heavenly Venerable Mantras intertwined and collided in Zhao Wuji's sea of ​​consciousness, and he immediately felt as if the Great Dao was dripping from the eaves.

He originally thought that his own Dao Interception True Meaning had revealed the whole picture of the Heavenly Dao, but now he realized that it was just a matter of observing the patterns in his palm.

The three distinct Daoist auras of the Celestial Venerables flowed through his meridians, blending seamlessly with the Daoist foundation of the Pot Heaven that he had created.

In a daze, he seemed to see three magnificent heavenly paths.

One achieves sainthood by severing the corpse, another builds the path to enlightenment, and the third attains purity and non-action.

In the end, they all returned to the path of heaven-severing where reality and illusion coexisted beneath their feet!

"I see."

A profound sense of enlightenment arose from the depths of his soul.

The three Celestial Venerables seem to have different paths in their lineage.

In reality, they all lead to the same goal.

All of this is to fight against that elusive glimmer of heavenly secret.

When his mind was fully clear, he still had his head tilted back when he opened his eyes.

But at the crack in the dome of the Heavenly Realm above, the Heavenly Dao's Single Eye had already vanished without a trace.

At this moment, his body, which was sitting cross-legged on the inheritance ground, had completely shed its karmic fire, and his Dao body had perfectly merged with the Dao foundation of the Pot Heaven.

Every inch of flesh and blood revealed the intertwined marks of the Dao, interwoven with star trails and lotus patterns.

The most chilling thing was the Nine Yin Nine Yang Pearl that floated three feet above their heads.

The black and white energies coiled like dragons, their Yin and Yang principles perfectly aligned, and the flowing pearl reflected the scene of the beginning of chaos.

"Finally, the Nine Yin Nine Yang Pearls are complete."

With a slight thought, Zhao Wuji felt the pearl transform into a stream of light and returned to his brow.

In an instant, the Yin and Yang within his sea of ​​consciousness swirled, as if the sound of creation resonated in his dantian.

"Om!!"

The perfectly formed Nine Yin Nine Yang Pearls hung in front of him, the Yin and Yang energies intertwined like dragons and snakes, and in their rotation, they drew a Tai Chi diagram in the void that resembled the Yin and Yang duality.

The chaotic aura that had previously surged from the Nine Yin Nine Yang Pearl still maintained a high degree of consistency with a certain mysterious breathing frequency in the Nine Heavens.

Whenever the chaotic energy trembled, Zhao Wuji could clearly feel that the Yin-Yang order of the eight directions of heaven and earth seemed to be trembling slightly.

It was as if this wisp of energy inherently possessed the supreme authority to reverse life and death and reconstruct the cycle of reincarnation.

"This aura emanating from the Yin-Yang Pearl"

Zhao Wuji looked surprised, feeling as if someone was 'living' inside his mind.

He suddenly pressed his temples, and a clear breathing sound came from the depths of his mind.

That was not an illusion, but some being beyond time and space was synchronizing its breath with his primordial spirit through the chaotic energy!
Even more terrifying, when he tried to sever this connection, he smelled the same scent from the deepest part of his own foundation.

"What does this mean?"

He slowly frowned, his expression darkening.

I couldn't help but think of the magnificent figure of the Heavenly Dao One-Eyed Medicine Furnace sitting upright.

Those ancient mythical illusions overlapping and collapsing within the black pieces, along with a strange sense of familiarity resonating with one's own Dao heart—all these mysteries grow wildly under the pull of chaotic energy, gnawing at the soul like a malignant tumor.

"It seems."

He rose and walked out of the place of inheritance. "Only by returning to the Nine Heavens Palace once again and facing the fallen Heavenly Dao directly can I cut through this eternal fog."

In the darkness, he seemed to have developed a kind of premonition.

As control over the ancient celestial court deepens.

Those secrets of heaven and earth, sealed away by the dust of time, are like jade statues stripped of their veils, revealing the most original truths inch by inch before his eyes.

At this moment, within the land of inheritance, the Dao seals of the Four Heavenly Venerables were wide open, and the Daoist essence fell like a galaxy, allowing him to comprehend it.

Zhao Wuji did not immediately comprehend it, but instead turned around and transformed into a stream of light, falling towards the Celestial Court below.

His figure landed in front of the ancient medicine furnace, and suddenly a two-colored divine light from the Yin-Yang Pearl burst forth from between his brows.

"go with!"

The Nine Yin Nine Yang Pearls, like weary birds returning to their nests, were thrown into the furnace, perfectly overlapping with the illusory pearl shadows from ancient times within the furnace.

In an instant, the furnace flames surged forth.

Seventy-two Earthly Fiend Mystic Patterns danced wildly like golden snakes, successively imprinting themselves into his True Yin-Yang Pearl, as if imprinting, illuminating many of the seventy-two Earthly Fiend Techniques that had not yet been deciphered.

The profound mystery of 'Earth Movement Technique': shrinking the earth to an inch and moving freely within the soil;

The "Sword Swallowing Technique" is domineering, capable of absorbing weapons into the body and transforming the body into treasure; the "Divine Speed ​​Technique" is light and agile, capable of chasing stars and the moon.
There are also spells such as Nightmare Prayer, Calamity Relief, Spellcasting, Rock Leap, Illusion, and Geography.

The true explanations of more than ten ancient earthly evil techniques were like a sudden enlightenment to his mind, stirring up waves of mysterious turmoil.

"Perfection!"

As Zhao Wuji's eyes opened and closed, black and white energies surged back from the medicine furnace, and the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Pearls transformed into a stream of light that entered his brow.

Spinning in his sea of ​​consciousness, the seventy-two Earthly Fiend Mystic Patterns flowed like stars.

With his current soul strength refined to the Dao Integration Realm, coupled with his understanding of the origin of the Great Dao, creating his own Dao techniques would not be difficult.

These techniques, originating from the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends, are profound and obscure.

However, with the deciphering of the Nine Yin Nine Yang Pearls, he was able to comprehend it with unparalleled clarity and thoroughness, handling it with ease and effortlessly reaching a level of minor mastery.

He stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the mottled and ancient medicine furnace before him. Suddenly, his sleeves billowed out, and a chaotic rift cracked open in the sky above the Pot Heaven Secret Realm.

"It's time to go and settle this."

Nearly a century of seclusion for enlightenment.

Now that he has emerged from seclusion, he no longer wants to delay any longer; it's time to go up to the Ninth Heaven again for a final look.

Now it seems that those Heavenly Venerables who lie dormant in the ancient Celestial Court, those Immortal Kings who survive in the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, and even the strange Heavenly Dao that no longer sends down heavenly punishments, are all waiting for him, the "one who has escaped".

"The answer is in the sky."

With a slight thought, his vast and profound divine sense spread out in all directions, instantly covering the entire Nine Provinces.

Inside the secluded cave of the Immortal Saint Sect, Cang Yunzi suddenly opened his eyes.

At the Qilin Sword Sect, on the Sword Inquiry Cliff, Daoist Wentian's jade cup trembled, and he suddenly raised his head.

"This is...the Dao Integration?!"

The two Nascent Soul Dao Lords simultaneously looked in the direction of Zhao Wuji, feeling the oppressive aura that made their primordial spirits tremble as it flowed through the Nine Provinces Sky.

The profound weight of the Dao contained within that aura made them instantly realize that Zhao Wuji had already entered that legendary realm.

This is a realm that no one may have entered for thousands of years!
A being who has attained the Dao and possesses great power!

Zhao Wuji's divine sense swept over quickly, first summoning Hua Qingshuang and the other four women to meet in the second pot-shaped heaven space, and then calmly greeting Cang Yunzi and Wentian Daojun.

"My two fellow Daoists, how have you been?"

(End of this chapter)