Immortals of the End Times

Beyond the nine heavens, turbid waves surge into the sky.

Zhao Wuji, his blue robe fluttering in the wind, his sleeves billowing, his ten fingers forming mysterious hand seals.

"Summon Clouds!"

With a clear shout, the clouds from all directions, as if receiving a decree, transformed into thousands of white ribbons that roared in from the chaos.

Each wisp of cloud carried a heavy, oppressive calamity, as if drawn by an invisible hand, heading straight for the ancient, rustic medicine furnace.

"Mist!"

He changed his hand gestures again, and then cast the Fog Formation spell.

The murky fog that stretched for thousands of miles suddenly surged like a stampede of ten thousand horses, condensing into rolling, turbid waves in the void, and surging toward the furnace opening like a tidal wave.

"receive!"

The golden pattern between Zhao Wuji's brows suddenly shone brightly, and the Qiankun Furnace trembled violently.

The yin and yang energies at the furnace mouth coiled and swirled like two ancient dragons, dispersing clouds and mist wherever they passed.

The calamity-inducing energy, powerful enough to corrode heaven and earth, was swallowed up into the furnace like rivers flowing into the sea.

"Boiling stones!"

He suddenly pointed with both fingers, and the Dao fire activated by the Stone Boiling Technique surged up from the bottom of the furnace.

The murky mist was refined into ancient spiritual energy, like fine wine, and tiny crystals of Dao were deposited at the bottom of the furnace, layer upon layer.

"With his late-stage Dao Integration cultivation, the speed at which he purifies the world is indeed different from before."

Zhao Wuji watched the foul mist hissing in the furnace fire, like snow meeting the blazing sun, and felt the surging power of the Dao within his body, feeling quite gratified.

Now that his cultivation level has improved, he can activate the Qiankun Furnace and, in conjunction with the Stone Boiling Technique from the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends Techniques, his refining efficiency has skyrocketed, surpassing seven or eight times that before his breakthrough.

"Chucky!"

As the furnace fire flickered, the turbid fog covering a radius of 50,000 li receded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just six months, the spiritual energy accumulated inside the Qiankun Furnace has transformed into nine giant dragons coiling around it.

Many of the Dao crystals hung in the sky like stars, exuding an ancient Dao charm that made one's heart tremble.

"At this rate, it will be soon."

Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed like lightning as he swept over the still churning sea of ​​fog.

At the current rate, it will take about a hundred years to completely purify this land.

However, when his gaze fell upon the colossal remains that stretched across the heavens and earth below, he still felt a sense of urgency.

The outline of the Great Luo body, undulating like mountains, appeared and disappeared in the mist, with black threads writhing around its broken left eye, like a warning sign.

"The next calamity of the Dharma's decline is imminent, and at most, there are only fifty years left."

He suddenly tightened his five fingers, and the Qiankun Furnace roared and trembled.

The fire inside the furnace suddenly surged, instantly vaporizing the newly swallowed calamity.

We need to hurry.

Zhao Wuji stared thoughtfully at the celestial radiance flowing in Na Yitui's right eye.

If he can break through the Tribulation Transcending Realm, his refining speed will surely reach a new level.

This monumental project to purify heaven and earth may be completed before the end of the Dharma era.
Through years of arduous cultivation, the Great Luo Will within his body has gradually merged into his Dao Foundation, and a mysterious resonance has arisen between it and the colossal remains slumbering below.

Therefore, one can roughly sense the specific breathing time by observing Da Luo's breathing rhythm.

The moment Da Luo inhales again will be the moment when the spiritual energy from all directions flows back into his body.

"Da Luo's next breath should be fifty years from now."

His eyes shimmered with golden veins, and as he made hand seals, he intercepted the true meaning of the Dao with subtle, thread-like precision, deducing the secrets of heaven through the unseen connections.

When the remains of the Great Luo were exhaling, the calamity mist surged forth; when inhaling, it was like a whale drinking from a stream, able to absorb all the spiritual energy of the eight directions.

At that time, spiritual energy will reverse and return to its source, compounded by the erosion of the end times, and this world will likely fall into a state of decline and decay once again.

He couldn't be sure what terrible situation might occur at that time.

"Hurry up."

Zhao Wuji transmitted Dao power.

The Dao fire, fueled by the stone-boiling technique, surged, and the Yin and Yang energies at the furnace mouth intertwined like dragons, swallowing up the surrounding thousand-foot-wide tribulation mist.

The refining speed was more than 30% faster than before.

It is supported by the spiritual energy and Dao crystals within the Qiankun Furnace, as well as the inheritance of the Four Heavenly Venerables and the blessing of the Great Luo Will.

His speed of enlightenment will not be slow either.

There is no guarantee that I will be able to overcome the Tribulation of Illusion and Reality and break through to the Tribulation Transcending stage within the next fifty years.

But reaching the pinnacle of the Dao Integration Realm is sufficient.

However, if one wants to overcome the great tribulation of illusion and reality and enter the tribulation stage, one must first refine this world.

Within the Nine Provinces, there also lies the Nine Netherworlds.

Therefore, he must first deal with the six ancestral demons in order to refine the Nine Netherworlds and break through to the Tribulation Transcending stage.

"Wait until I slay the six demons and refine the Nine Netherworlds."

In the glow of the furnace fire, the golden light in his eyes shone like swords.

At that time, the inner and outer worlds will merge, and the real and the illusory will coexist. That will be the time to break through the shackles and reach the pinnacle of tribulation!
Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the Great Luo Will circulated like a river of stars.

As he gradually digested the will of the Great Luo, he began to understand.

If one could subdue the six ancestral demons and devour the evil will formed from the six souls of the Great Luo, one might be able to bring about an astonishing transformation in one's own cultivation.

Although these six evil thoughts have fallen into the demonic path, they ultimately originate from the Great Luo True Being.

If he could refine it, it would not only complete the incomplete Great Luo Will, but also help him break through the shackles of cultivation.

"cut!"

In a flash, he looked down and suddenly pressed his fingers together to his brow.

A wisp of golden pattern, like a dragon soaring through the sky, plunged straight into the majestic, star-like remains of the Great Luo Immortal below.

The golden light that intercepted the path touched that enormous body for a moment, but it vanished instantly, like snow falling into a furnace or a clay ox entering the sea.

That ancient, silent body of a true immortal still exudes a heart-palpitating sense of oppression, possessing a terrifying power as vast as the starry sky.

"A truly terrifying foundation."

Zhao Wuji frowned slightly, sensing the lingering, burning Daoist aura.

In that brief moment of contact, he had vaguely glimpsed the immense power contained within the remains.

That was an immense energy that no ordinary celestial being could compare to; it was more like the power of a completely dormant true immortal!

"This is also a huge treasure."

A sharp glint suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Even after being silent for tens of thousands of years, this remains remain as deep and mysterious as an abyss.

If one can fully control its power, let alone break through to the Mahayana realm, even surpassing the Heavenly Venerable realm would not be a pipe dream.

The reason why the Celestial Venerables of all ages could not defeat the True Immortals of the Dharma-ending Age may not be due to a lack of strength, but rather because they never truly inherited the complete legacy of the Great Luo.

And this sleeping remains of the Great Luo might be the key to breaking the deadlock!
"None of the reincarnated Celestial Venerables throughout history have been able to unleash the full power of the Great Luo. Whether it was the first generation of the three Pangu Venerables or the second generation of Fengxian and others, they could only mobilize the power of the three souls, and they could not even tame the evil thoughts of the six spirits."

A hint of doubt flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes.

"Even at his peak, the Second Generation Celestial Venerable could only barely activate a portion of his Great Luo body to fight using the Dao Transformation Technique. How could such a method possibly destroy that True Immortal of the End of Dharma?"

"Why would Da Luo use the Three Divine Transformation Dao Technique, separating his three souls and reincarnating repeatedly, relying solely on his reincarnated bodies to fight against the True Immortals of the End of Dharma? Is it because he himself has a problem, or does he have some other purpose?"

Zhao Wuji frowned in thought.

It is vaguely speculated that Da Luo may not have simply suffered an injury that caused the separation of his three souls, but rather that he intended to use his reincarnated body to set up a shocking scheme.

The bodies of the reincarnated Celestial Venerables throughout history may all serve as testing stones, only through some mysterious connection can they be truly tested.
"Point of convergence"

Zhao Wuji pressed his temples, a sudden inspiration striking his mind.

The reason why the first and second generation Heavenly Venerables were unable to mobilize the full power of the Great Luo and restore their peak strength was because...

It's possible that they haven't yet passed the tests in the Great Luo's plan and reached a certain point of convergence, which is why they all failed when fighting against the True Immortals of the End of Dharma.

What Ronaldo wanted might not have been a full recovery, but rather...
"Some kind of rebirth!?"

Zhao Wuji's eyes suddenly flashed, gradually becoming sharp.

But soon, he sighed softly.

"I can't figure it out, so I can only take it one step at a time!"

With his eyes lowered, he simultaneously cast cloud-summoning and mist-dispersing spells as his sleeves billowed.

"call!"

In an instant, the clouds from all directions flowed like rivers into the sea, transforming into a thousand-foot-long cloud dragon that coiled around him.

The murky mist, like weary birds returning to their nests, seeped into the ancient, rustic medicine furnace. "Refine!"

As the turbid mist was refined.

He made a guiding hand gesture with his fingers, and the spiritual essence in the furnace instantly spun like a reversed galaxy, splitting into two streams of light.

A stream entered his celestial spirit, nourishing his primordial spirit.

A stream sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, tempering the foundation of one's Dao.

"Crash!"

The sound of rushing rivers emanated from his body, and every inch of his flesh and blood shimmered with a glassy luster.

The golden patterns that pierce the heavens on the surface of the Dao Foundation become increasingly brilliant, weaving together into a profound Dao diagram on the body's surface.

The path of spiritual practice is like walking on thin ice.

Zhao Wuji lowered his gaze slightly and continued to concentrate on refining the essence.

In a daze, thirty-six years of time when I couldn't show off slipped away.

The process of purifying the world and cultivating oneself day after day is truly tedious.

"boom!!"

On this day, a deafening roar suddenly resounded from beyond the nine heavens.

Amidst the churning, turbid sea of ​​mist, a dazzling golden rainbow shot into the sky!

Zhao Wuji slowly rose in the golden light, his every move causing the void to tremble.

A spiritual pressure that had reached the pinnacle of Dao was as deep and boundless as the ocean.

It dispersed all the murky fog that stretched for thousands of miles.

But one could see spiritual energy gathering at the top of his head, and five vital energies converging at his chest.

His body exuded a tangible Daoist aura, resembling golden dragons coiling and dancing around him.

The most astonishing thing was the extraordinary phenomenon manifested on the four foundations of the Dao.

The pot-shaped sky mirror appears as if suspended inverted glass, standing majestically in ancient mystery.

The four foundational paths intertwine and complement each other, forming a magnificent Dao diagram behind him that encompasses heaven and earth.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

His every heartbeat was like a thunderclap, shaking away the calamities and chaos.

The Daoist aura surrounding him condensed into a golden lotus platform in the void.

As the lotus platform bloomed, countless golden patterns flowed, lifting his figure into the air.

Behind it, the single eye of the Heavenly Dao, stretching for thousands of miles, suddenly opened.

In those pupils, which resembled a blazing sun falling from the sky, most of the murky mist had dissipated, revealing a clear, glass-like depth of vision.

Eighteen star vortexes rotated deep within the pupils.

"Crash!"

Deep within the single eye, two dazzling galaxies suddenly converged.

The Purple Star Immortal King emerged from the sky, stepping onto a star-track chessboard, his moon-white Taoist robe adorned with countless twinkling stars.

The Celestial King of the Central Heaven followed closely behind, with the sun and moon wheels of the Dao shining brightly behind his head.

The chains of tribulation and turbidity that bound the two were no longer there; only pure immortal light cascaded down like jewels.

"Congratulations, young friend! Your path to greatness is promising!"

The two Celestial Kings bowed solemnly at the same time. Their faces, beneath their star-studded crowns, were no longer withered, but instead revealed a long-lost clarity.

"Thank you, two seniors!"

Zhao Wuji suddenly opened his eyes, smiled, stood up to return the greeting, and then made a hand seal.

The Earth-Knowing Technique was instantly unleashed.

The landscape of Kyushu below unfolded in his mind like a painting.

The various regions of the Nine Provinces are interwoven like silk threads, and the billions of living beings are as if they were lines on the palm of one's hand.

At this moment, all things in the land were within his perception.

Even the slightest fluctuations in the earth's spiritual energy could not escape his perception.

"Finally, it's perfect."

Zhao Wuji stood with his hands behind his back, possessing an omniscient and omnipotent sense of the entire land of China.

Now, the entire land of Kyushu has finally come under his complete control, thanks to the continuous refinement of his three anchor points and the constant flow of Dao power.

Currently, only the Nine Netherworlds and the Nine Heavens Palace remain outside our control.

Once these two areas are thoroughly refined, the real and the illusory can coexist, allowing one to prepare for a breakthrough and tribulation!
"Two seniors."

Zhao Wuji released the hand seal and suddenly bowed solemnly to the two Immortal Kings: "Demons have been ravaging the Nine Provinces for a long time. Now that I have broken through, I intend to go to the Nine Netherworlds to subdue the six Ancestral Demons! I ask for your great assistance, seniors!"

"That's exactly what I've been waiting for! I've been in the Nine Heavens for too long; it's time to go down to the Nine Netherworlds."

Beneath the crown of the Purple Star Immortal King, his eyes gleamed like lightning. He smiled faintly and nodded in agreement.

The Celestial King of the Central Heaven let out a long laugh, the sun and moon shining behind his head: "Our broken bodies should be burned to ashes in this final battle! Back then, those six traitors prevented us from attaining the Great Dao, leaving us only to become scattered immortals. This karmic debt should be settled!"

"Shh!"

The three figures blurred simultaneously.

As Zhao Wuji unleashed his divine power of ascension, the gale-force winds outside the Nine Heavens had not yet had a chance to surge.

Three figures appeared in an instant, like meteors falling to earth, on the Nine Nether Rift that stretched for thousands of miles across the Hewai Liezhou.

Deep within the Netherworld, demonic energy surged and boiled.

Numerous twin demonic eyes suddenly lit up from the abyss, like blood-red stars piercing the darkness.

"Ziwei! Zhongtian!"

The roar of the Demon of Wrath shook the Demon Abyss, its sound waves surging forth in countless black waves: "You two brats, how dare you break free from the shackles of Heaven and come here!?"

"Zhao Wuji!"

The demon's claws scraped together in the abyss, its crimson demonic eyes fixed on Zhao Wuji's figure: "I haven't even slaughtered all the ants around you yet, and you dare to come here willingly? You think you can fight us just because you have those two backing you up?"

"No! My two older brothers!"

The vengeful demon suddenly exclaimed in horror, "Perfect Dao Integration?! He has actually broken through to Perfect Dao Integration! How is that possible? How could this degenerate world allow him to break through to such a realm?"

"Perfect attainment of Dao!?"

"How did this kid cultivate?"

Six demonic shadows twisted and shifted in the abyss, their furious howls shaking the Nine Netherworld Barrier.

"Six gentlemen, it is impolite not to reciprocate."

Zhao Wuji stood in mid-air, his blue robe fluttering in the wind, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Back then, the six of you generously rewarded me by attacking the people beside me. Today, I will repay you a hundredfold!"

He stopped talking as soon as he finished speaking.

Suddenly, his figure soared into the air, his black hair flying, and he flew above the Nine Nether Abyss. He pointed his fingers like a sword straight at the sky, and the golden pattern between his brows burst out with dazzling aurora.

"Divine retribution!!"

He uttered two words, which resounded like thunder from the heavens.

Deep within his sea of ​​consciousness, the seed of the Great Luo will suddenly burst forth with boundless golden light, condensing into a ten-thousand-foot-tall phantom above his head.

It was the silhouette of a colossal giant lying across the chaos!
Heaven obeys its commands!
“Boom!!”

The sea of ​​clouds outside the Nine Heavens exploded, and the Heavenly Dao's single eye, which had regained seven-tenths of its clarity, suddenly opened wide.

Deep within his pupils, eighteen star orbits spun wildly, unleashing a terrifying divine might that made all things tremble.

"Boom!!"

In an instant, the heavens trembled, and ten thousand feet of golden lightning descended like an ancient divine dragon breaking through the sky.

Each bolt of lightning seemed to be wrapped with the chaotic Dao patterns that symbolized the creation of the world.

The giant sword formed from lightning was as thick as a mountain, and the lightning and fire that sprang from its blade scorched the Nine Netherworld Barrier with spiderweb-like crimson cracks!

"Zizzizi!!"

The Heaven-Slaying and Dao-Destroying True Meaning flowing within the sea of ​​thunder vaporized all the demonic energy along the way.

The countless hideous demonic shadows had just appeared when they melted away like snow meeting boiling oil, their souls scattered before they could even utter a wail.

"Damn you, God!!"

The roars of the six ancestral demons shook the Nine Netherworlds, and they immediately joined forces to block them, their demonic bodies twisting wildly in the golden sea of ​​lightning.

Where the golden sea of ​​lightning raged, even the sins that had accumulated for tens of thousands of years in the deepest part of the Nine Netherworld were completely purified.

Those demonic cultivators enslaved by the Ancestral Demon instantly vaporized, leaving only charred humanoid outlines on the rock wall.
(End of this chapter)