Immortals of the End Times

In the ninth heaven, clouds and mist rise and swirl.

Zhao Wuji made a hand seal, merging the Divine Speed ​​Technique and the Wind Control Technique, his figure moving like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he had already swept across the first five heavens.

In the past, he needed to join forces with Cang Yunzi and Wentian Daojun to overcome numerous dangers, but now they are nothing more than a leisurely stroll for him.

The killing calamity formed by the intertwining wind, frost, thunder, and lightning of the Nine Heavens was completely cut off by the invisible Dao Domain surrounding his body as soon as it approached within ten feet of him, unable to penetrate even a fraction of it.

This is the realm of the Dao, where one attains perfect harmony with the Dao.

The Dao foundation manifests outwardly, and the Dao rhythm pervades the Dao domain, cutting off Heaven, Earth, Man, Fortune, Dao, and Boundaries, allowing for offense and defense at will.

Although the tribulations within the Nine Heavens were formidable, they could not even stir up ripples in the Dao Domain, proving themselves to be impervious to all laws and difficult to shake.

Until the moment Zhao Wuji arrived at the Ninth Heaven, the Burning Soul Bright Sun Heaven, ten thousand feet of golden flames roared like an angry dragon, and the entire sky turned into a furnace.

The surrounding void twisted and cracked under the intense heat, and even the breath exhaled burned into sparks in the nasal cavity.

Even more terrifying was the blazing white light that swept across the eight wastelands, like the fiery whip of the heavens, shattering layer upon layer of space.

Wherever it passed, everything melted and was forged, turning the entire sky into a translucent red crystal!

"Click, click!!"

For the first time, the Dao Domain, which was as solid as a rock outside its body, emitted a crisp sound as if it had been shaken, and the supreme Dao charm that cut through the heavens and the earth was also scorched with cracks.

Zhao Wuji's gaze suddenly sharpened, and he immediately widened his eyes, his five fingers suddenly forming a hand seal: "Cover the Sun!"

He suddenly stretched out a hand.

A black light of eternal night burst forth from between his five fingers.

A black curtain that blotted out the sky suddenly swelled from his palm, instantly engulfing the flames in all directions.

Cover the sky with one hand!

The blazing sun, which had been scorching the heavens and boiling the earth just moments before, was suddenly plunged into an eternal, deathly silence.

The Eight Desolate Calamity Fire, as if encountering a natural enemy, instantly retreated a thousand miles.

"Crash!!"

Just then, from the depths of the turbid fog, the sound of chains clashing suddenly rang out, like the shackles of vengeful ghosts from the deepest hell colliding.

Four figures entangled in chains of calamity broke through the mist. The moment they appeared, their immense pressure, akin to a Dao Integration Realm cultivator, instantly shattered the clouds and mist that stretched for miles.

"The God of Fate, the Heavenly Craftsmen, the Sun Patrol, and the Mysterious Laws."

Zhao Wuji's eyes narrowed as he recognized these newcomers as the four immortal lords of the ancient immortal court.

At this moment, the four Immortal Lords opened their Dao Domains.

The Dao Domain surrounding the Immortal Lord of Fate resembled the flowing orbits of stars, with the illusory image of the River of Destiny swirling around him.

Behind the Celestial Craftsman, countless treasures floated and sank in the Dao Domain, while the Dao Fire forged artifacts burned the heavens and boiled the seas.

A three-legged golden crow appeared above the head of the Sun-Patrolling Immortal Lord, its cry echoing as the true flames of the great sun burned across the eight wastelands.

The Dao patterns beneath the feet of the Immortal Lord of Wonderful Laws formed an array, allowing him to effortlessly employ three thousand spells.

The immortal lords of the four ancient immortal courts descended together, their murky and bewildered gazes revealing a coldness as they locked onto Zhao Wuji.

"Certainly!"

Before the four immortal lords could speak, Zhao Wuji had already taken the initiative, his figure moving forward to meet them, his sword pointing directly at them.

The moment the immobilization spell was cast, it imprisoned the four Dao Integration experts for half a breath!

"Shhh!!"

The next instant, he formed hand seals, unleashing the Ascending Technique and the Divine Speed ​​Technique simultaneously. His figure vanished like a wisp of smoke, and he was about to break through the encirclement of the four.

"town!"

Just then, the Sun-Patrolling Immortal Lord's body shone with intense sunlight, and he was the first to break free from his restraints.

'Nine Suns Seal the Heavens'!
With a roar, nine crimson suns shot out from his sleeves, drawing nine blazing trails in the void.

Each crimson sun contained terrifying fiery power capable of evaporating mountains and rivers, instantly weaving together to form a crimson cage with a diameter of a thousand feet.

The blazing flames melted the space into crimson crystals, resembling countless blood-red glass pieces floating in the sky.

"shift!"

Zhao Wuji felt the intense heat rushing towards him. His eyes flashed, and he calmly used the Staff Transfer Technique to transfer the damage.

A transparent barrier suddenly appeared in the void.

The Heaven-Burning Cage was like a reflection in water, stirred by an invisible hand, twisting and turning strangely.

"boom!"

Just as the Immortal Lord of Wonderful Laws was about to unleash the Three Thousand Dao Patterns, he was caught off guard and suddenly found himself enveloped by the blazing sun.

The Great Sun True Flame and the profound Dao patterns collided fiercely, bursting forth with a dazzling rain of light. Each spark contained terrifying power enough to incinerate mountains.

"Crash!!"

Just then, the Immortal Lord of Fate suddenly burst forth with countless starlight, forcibly breaking free from the binding spell.

As he made a hand seal, a long river of star trails stretched across the sky, its waters seemingly reflecting the cycle of life and death of countless beings.

The river seemed to carry an immense power that could rewrite fate, heading straight for Zhao Wuji's life lamp between his eyebrows!
Zhao Wuji paused, his pupils suddenly transforming into a dazzling sea of ​​stars. With a hand seal, a golden light burst forth from the top of his head.

"Star Number Intercept!"

Astrology contains profound and mysterious principles for deciphering fate, cleaving the river of destiny in two like a celestial blade.

"Nightmare Prayer!"

Before the Immortal Lord of Fate could change his move, Nine Netherworld Curse Patterns suddenly appeared in Zhao Wuji's eyes.

Countless black threads flew out from his eyes, then burrowed into the void, and subsequently clung to the body of the Immortal Lord of Fate like a malignant tumor.

Each of those threads contains the most vicious curse, capable of eroding the primordial spirit and corrupting the foundation of one's cultivation.

"Ugh!"

The ancient immortal lord who held the power of destiny trembled violently, blood spilled from his seven orifices, and the star map in his pupils shattered inch by inch.

"cut!"

Taking advantage of the chaos in his Daoist aura, Zhao Wuji waved his sleeve and pointed his fingers like a sword, cutting off the golden patterns of the Dao and sending them back up along the chains of calamity and turbidity.

There was a clear, ringing sound.

The pitch-black chains that had bound the immortal lord for millennia snapped instantly.

"Zhao Zheng?"

The confusion and turbidity in the eyes of the Immortal Lord of Fate faded, revealing a hint of clarity. "Immortal Lord of Patrol."

Before he finished speaking, his figure vanished like sand in the wind, clearly indicating that his lifespan had been exhausted within ten thousand years.

"The God of Fate."

Zhao Wuji stood silently with his hands behind his back, a slight ripple stirring in his Daoist heart, and he sighed inwardly.

"die!!"

At this moment, the remaining two Immortal Lords roared angrily, and their Dao Domains intertwined to form a deadly net that attacked.

Zhao Wuji suddenly turned around, and a nine-leaf sword shadow suddenly appeared in his eyes, with a clear and melodious sword sound resounding through the sky.

"Zhi!"

The sharp sword shadow of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass manifested from the void, shattering the vast expanse of space.

"cut!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes shone with fierce power as he casually swung his sword.

The sword energy condensed into two glistening dewdrops in the void.

The surface of the dewdrop reflects the cycle of the sun and moon, while within it, boundless sword energy surges.

Each wisp of sword energy contained a terrifying sword intent and Daoist charm capable of severing boundaries and destroying laws.

The two immortal lords were terrified and tried to retreat, but they were firmly imprisoned by the Dewdrop Sword Realm.

Within that seemingly delicate, crystalline water film, billions of sword energies are currently evolving into a terrifying spectacle akin to the creation of the world!
Taking advantage of the Sword Realm's sealing of the Immortal Lord, Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed slightly, his clothes fluttered, and in a single step, he teleported into the surging sea of ​​tribulation mist beyond the heavens.

Once again, we face the single eye of the Heavenly Dao that stretches across thousands of miles.

But then the fallen Heavenly Dao suddenly opened its single eye!

Eighteen beams of light swirled in his pupils, and more than a dozen familiar figures emerged one by one from the vortex.

At the deepest part of the vortex, the gazes of the Purple Star Immortal King and the Central Heaven Immortal King pierced through the void, fixing on Zhao Wu. Their eyes held a mixture of confusion and understanding as they murmured softly:

"The one who escaped..."

Zhao Wuji felt a slight tremor in his heart, as if facing a formidable enemy.

The twelve Dao Integration experts opposite them possessed an abyss-like pressure, and the two Loose Immortals exuded a chilling aura. However, the expected thunderous attack did not materialize.

What puzzled him even more was that the eyes of the two Immortal Kings, Ziwei and Zhongtian, were chaotic and flickering, sometimes in a frenzy and sometimes in a lucid state, and their gazes toward him even showed a hint of intimacy.

Even within this intimacy... there lies a hint of unspeakable expectation.

"Expectations? Why expect them?"

Zhao Wuji's pupils shrank sharply, and the strange breathing sound in his mind seemed to become clearer at this moment.

He looked up sharply.

But deep within the enormous Heavenly Dao Eye, the blurry figure inside the ancient medicine furnace seemed to sense something, its breathing frequency resonating with his soul.

breathe--

In the void, it seemed as if an invisible thread bound him firmly to the figure inside the medicine furnace.

Perhaps it was this mysterious connection that caused the soulless beings controlled by the Fallen Heavenly Path to voluntarily cease their fighting, thus preventing the Fallen Heavenly Path from unleashing divine punishment.

"Who is this breathing, and who is the person in this medicine furnace? What is their connection to me?"

Zhao Wuji's Dao heart trembled violently, and a thunderous roar seemed to explode in his mind.

He seemed to be touching the deepest secrets of this world.

It might even be closely related to the mystery of how he traveled through time!

He was transported here because of that ancient medicine furnace.

Now, the image of the medicine furnace in the eyes of the Fallen Heavenly Dao is subtly connected to itself in some mysterious way.

"Could it be that this figure used great supernatural powers to capture me from my previous world and bring me to this world in its decline? If so, what is his purpose?"

Although his mind was filled with doubts, he remained vigilant and alert.

Seeing that neither Ziwei nor Zhongtian Immortal King intended to make a move, he immediately took precautions and flew closer to the Heavenly Dao One-Eyed in the turbid mist.

The closer it gets, the stronger the pressure from Heaven becomes!
The overwhelming power of the heavens is like an abyss or a prison.

Moreover, the Heavenly Dao has a single, extremely large eye.

Even a demon tree clone over two thousand feet tall appears as insignificant as a sapling in the wind before this single eye that stretches for thousands of miles.

That terrifying pressure seemed to surpass even the aura of a Celestial Venerable, causing his primordial spirit to tremble and nearly collapse.

Until it was close to the edge of the single eye.

He could already see countless past dynasties rising and falling, mythical phantoms floating and flashing in his enormous pupils.

The stories of kings and generals, from birth to death, unfold like a fleeting glimpse, clearly depicting the complete process from birth to death, including birth, aging, sickness, death, love, hate, and grudges. However, what is even more bizarre is that many more figures, before even experiencing life and death, vanish like bubbles.

There were white-haired old soldiers who were clearly fighting bloody battles on the battlefield, but suddenly vanished like smoke.

When a young lady in her boudoir was dressing in front of the mirror, it suddenly shattered into thousands of points of light.

Many more emperors, generals, and powerful figures from myths and legends were wiped out as if by an invisible giant hand before their complete life trajectories could even be revealed!

It is as if there is no beginning of gestation without a womb, and no end of burial without a grave.

It was as if they were merely fleeting bubbles, scattered from the ramblings of the Heavenly Dao.

What does this mean?

Zhao Wuji's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

From those dreamlike figures, he saw the domineering figure of Xiang Yu, the King of Western Chu, who lifted the tripod and shook the feudal lords, and then cut his throat with a sword across the Wujiang River.

I witnessed the ethereal figure of Li Bai, the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal, drunkenly scooping up the moon from the river, and ascending to immortality at Caishiji.

I saw the majestic imperial image of Qin Shi Huang, who unified the six kingdoms, and ascended to heaven in the Shaqiu Palace.

Seeing the majestic grandeur of Emperor Wu of Han's Fengshan ceremony at Mount Tai, and the subsequent decline of the Five Fortresses Palace, one can sense its profound and lasting power.
These things, which had left a lasting mark on the long river of history, vanished like bubbles in the illusion of the one-eyed man, without any trace of cause and effect!
It's as if these historical figures had no connection to this world at all, as if they were an illusion.

"Illusory, born out of thin air and destroyed out of thin air?"

Zhao Wuji's Dao heart trembled violently, and he thought of his previous conjecture that the world and the people in it were illusory.

It was as if a thunderclap had exploded deep within his mind, clearly touching upon some earth-shattering secret, yet it was like looking at flowers through a fog, unable to grasp its true meaning.

His eyes suddenly sharpened, his trembling mind calmed, and his gaze locked onto these historical figures who seemed like mere dreams.

He made a hand seal and shouted in a low voice, "Dream Marriage Technique! Activate!"

A vast amount of dream power transformed into countless threads, using those illusory historical figures as guides to trace straight back to the source!

"call"

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, that strange breathing sound suddenly manifested itself, seemingly emanating from his internal organs.

In a daze, he felt as if he were lying in an ancient, existing abdominal cavity, rising and falling with the other person's breath.

The scene before my eyes suddenly changed as the dream began!

But in the dream, there was only boundless darkness, and an immeasurably enormous shadow lay across the void.

The mere blurry outline emanating an oppressive aura nearly caused Zhao Yuanshen to shatter.

The giant was fast asleep, and his breathing was perfectly in sync with the frequency in his mind.

"This is."

Even more horrifying is...

The giant's dream, with each breath, transformed into a surging, chaotic mist that instantly engulfed heaven and earth.

The sun, moon, and stars all disappeared, and the entire universe seemed to be enveloped in a pitch-black egg of heaven and earth!
In that dark abyss, the giant lying prone suddenly trembled slightly.

A brilliant divine soul leaped from between his brows, piercing through the eternal darkness along the trajectory of the dream.

The divine soul swelled with the wind, transforming in the blink of an eye into a small giant that stood tall and upright, supporting itself with its arms.

"boom!"

Chaos exploded, separating the clear from the turbid!
The little giant stood firmly on the ground, his head reaching for the sky, his eyes shining like stars, his voice like thunder, shaking the primordial chaos: "My name is Pangu!"

When the giant foot of Pangu, like a miniature giant, stomped down, the earth, fire, wind, and water surged.

With arms raised, the clear and turbid energies separate.

This creator god walked among the newly born world, his body beginning to radiate divine light of creation.

The spine transformed into the Jianmu Divine Tree, which connects the three realms, its branches piercing through the nine netherworlds.

The skeleton transformed into Mount Buzhou, a jade pillar supporting the heavens, which holds up the thirty-three heavenly palaces.

Flesh and blood surged into mighty rivers, and every drop of blood nurtured the dragon vein.

The hair scattered and transformed into countless spiritual plants, instantly covering the entire primordial land!
Just as the universe was beginning to settle, a new anomaly occurred deep within the chaos.

A divine soul, as radiant as the moonlight, drifted out from the giant's remains and, upon landing, transformed into a primordial goddess with a human body and a snake's tail.

With a gentle wave of her hand, she mended the cracks in the sky with five-colored stones; with a slight twist of her slender fingers, the celestial soil transformed into countless living beings.

She is none other than Nuwa, the mother of all living beings!
"Pangu and Nuwa?"

Zhao Wuji was greatly shocked, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

The clay figure Nuwa sculpted in her palm was exactly the same as the historical figures he had seen appear and disappear in the Heavenly Dao's single eye!

"I see!"

"Those figures that appeared out of nowhere."

"It was created by Nuwa! Or was it made from clay?"

Numerous shocks overwhelmed my mind like a tidal wave.

Only then did he realize the truth.

The mythical figures in this world are neither fictional legends nor real ancient gods.

It was actually the soul of that chaotic giant lying in the darkness!
Although not the original being from mythology, it truly seems to possess the great supernatural power to change the world.

As he was pondering, the dream suddenly changed.

Nuwa lightly raised her delicate hand, and three thousand people were created from yellow clay.

However, the divine light surrounding her was like a candle flickering in the wind; with each clay figure she sculpted, her divine radiance dimmed a little.

When the last clay figure was placed on the ground, this supreme goddess, who was formed from the soul of the Chaos Giant, vanished like an ancient candle that had run out of oil.

Among those clay figures stained with the blood of the creator god, heroes have begun to awaken.

Suirenshi invented fire by drilling wood, illuminating the darkness of the primordial world.

Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs, laying the foundation for human medicine.

Beneath the majestic Jianmu tree, the achievements of the Five Emperors in governing the world gradually became apparent.

The flame of the human dynasty finally reigned over this desolate land.
The first glimmer of hope!

"boom!!"

Chaos trembles again!

The third brilliant divine soul shot out from between the brows of the sleeping giant, and upon landing, it had already transformed into a magnificent being with a human head and a dragon's body.

His dragon tail coiled around the earth, and his palm held up the Eight Trigrams of the Primordial Chaos.

It was none other than Fuxi, who held the reins of heavenly secrets!
This primordial deity roamed the primordial world:

He bestowed upon the Three Sovereigns the true meaning of magic and techniques.

The human race inherited the Hetu and Luoshu.

They even inscribed farming techniques and divination methods all on the tortoise shells.

The human race's fortune will transform into a crimson canopy that soars into the sky.

With a long roar, Fuxi swung his dragon tail and ascended straight to the heavens atop the ten-thousand-foot-tall Jianmu tree.

On the thirty-third heaven, there is the Jianmu tree, which Pangu transformed into, and the stone that Nuwa used to mend the sky.
Souls reunited!

"boom!!"

The three divine souls intertwined and collided, transforming into three majestic Dharma images on the dome of the Celestial Court.

These were the original three Celestial Venerables of the Ancient Celestial Court!

"The Celestial Court, the First Celestial Venerable?"

Zhao Wuji's eyes narrowed, and a storm raged in his heart.

The scene before my eyes and the mythical phantoms within the pitch-black chess pieces suddenly overlapped.

The phantoms within those chess pieces—Pangu creating the world, Nuwa creating humanity, and Fuxi developing the hexagrams—are ultimately composites formed by overlapping elements.
A magnificent being who sees the dawn with open eyes and the world with closed eyes?

"Could it be that the chess piece is a harbinger of this Chaos Giant?!"

"Crack!"

Just then, the dream suddenly cracked!
The aura of the giant slumbering in the darkness was as deep and unfathomable as a prison, and the entire dream realm began to collapse.

"No!! I haven't seen it clearly yet!"

Zhao Wuji immediately bit his tongue, and the essence of the Intercepting Dao transformed into a golden chain of light, forcibly anchoring it in the void.

Intercept the Heavens!!
At this moment!
"Roar!!"

The giant suddenly tore through the shackles of the dream and vanished into the sky.

A furious roar suddenly came from beyond the heavens, and the dark starry sky twisted and writhed like a giant maw with fangs.

The next instant, a devastating shockwave crushed everything in its path.
Zhao Wuji groaned, blood spilling from his mouth, his mind severely damaged by the backlash from the dream.

But amidst the flying fragments of the dream, he suddenly caught sight of three dim divine lights.

These three divine lights were all enveloped by a terrifying sword intent, falling from the dark universe towards the Jianmu tree.

They entered the wombs of women from three different tribes and transformed into three embryos.

"That's the aura of the Second Generation Celestial Venerable, the aura of the Immortal Sealing, the Vast Mansion, and the Jade Purity!"

Zhao Wuji sensed that incredibly familiar aura and immediately understood.

However, what shocked him even more was the sword intent that protected the divine light, which was exuding the pressure of a Nine Tribulation Heavenly Venerable!
In an instant, countless clues were connected in the primordial spirit.

It turns out that the powerful beings from beyond the realms who fought against the Celestial Venerables seemed to have existed long before the giant's soul transformed into the first Celestial Venerables Pangu, Nuwa, and Fuxi.

The First Celestial Venerable fought a bloody battle with an enemy from beyond the realm, ultimately resulting in mutual destruction.

The Nine Tribulations Celestial Venerable, like a tomb keeper, sent the three broken divine souls back to the mortal realm for reincarnation, which led to the rise of the Second Generation Celestial Venerable.

But a new mystery has also emerged.

"Where did the Nine Tribulations Celestial Venerable come from?"

The first and second generation Celestial Venerables were both transformed from the divine soul of the giant lying in the darkness, and were born extraordinary.

Only the Nine Tribulations Heavenly Venerable
It seems to be an anomaly in this cycle of reincarnation!

Aside from the extraordinary Nine Tribulations Celestial Venerable, who exactly is that figure of the medicine furnace standing in the sole eye of the Heavenly Dao?
Zhao Wuji wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, keeping his eyes closed, unwilling to miss any detail, and carefully recalled the events.

Another scene he had seen before surfaced in his memory and suddenly flashed into his mind.

That was the breathtaking scene after the Dharma images of the three Heavenly Venerables, Fengxian, Guangsha, and Yujing, overlapped!

"Could it be."

Zhao Wuji suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the medicine furnace deep within the pupil of his single eye, and then at the figure deep within that medicine furnace, whose breathing was in sync with his own in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"The figure in the medicine furnace is actually the body that the three great Celestial Venerables of the second generation once overlapped and merged?!"

However, what terrified him even more was...

What does this have to do with me?!
"boom!!"

Before Zhao Wuji could ponder this further, a Daoist voice, transcending time and space, emanated from that breath, resounding throughout his consciousness:
"The one who escaped!" (End of Chapter)