Immortals of the End Times

In the depths of the Nine Nether Abyss, as the Great Luo Demon Body disintegrated, the primordial spirits of the six Ancestral Demons were also sealed within the Qiankun Furnace.

The overwhelming demonic energy that had raged for millennia receded from the abyss like a tide.

Zhao Wuji's figure hovered in the air, his five fingers clenched, summoning the Qiankun Furnace back into his palm.

As the furnace trembled, the hysterical curses and roars of the six ancestral demons echoed out.

However, there was a hint of bravado masking underlying weakness in his voice.

He flicked his finger against the furnace wall, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said calmly, “The six of you were originally transformed from the six souls of the Great Luo, but you have fallen into the six thieves of evil thoughts, devouring the filth of heaven and earth in the depths of the Nine Netherworld, and becoming evil demons that bring calamity to the world.”

Now that the turbidity of heaven and earth is about to be cleared, the Great Luo should also be revived. You should also acknowledge your ancestors and return to your roots.”

"Bullshit!" "Don't even think about it!"

"We are your ancestors!!"

An even more intense roar erupted from inside the furnace, the six demonic voices intertwining into a piercing shriek: "We would rather be condemned to eternal damnation than associate with that damned Heaven! We will never return to our original form as Great Luo. We are ourselves, independent individuals."

Whether you return or not is not up to you!

Zhao Wuji said coldly, and the Great Luo Will within his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly stirred. Brilliant golden patterns suddenly burst forth between his brows, and his eyes suddenly transformed into vertical pupils that were exactly the same as the Heavenly Dao's single eye.

In an instant, an overwhelming pressure swept through the abyss, even freezing the churning demonic energy.

His icy voice echoed through the netherworld: "Even mortals know to recognize their ancestors and return to their roots. You were born from the six souls of the Great Luo, and transformed into the six thieves of evil thoughts, poisoning the common people for ten thousand years."

Now, asking you to return is merely an act of atonement, not a means of destruction. How dare you refuse?

"Da Luo."

"How can you possess the fluctuations of the Great Luo's will? You..."

"This kid can command the heavens to send down divine punishment, could he be..."

"Zhao Zheng, Zhao Wuji, damn it! I should have known sooner that he was the reincarnation of the Great Luo Immortal!"

The roaring sounds inside the furnace gradually subsided, replaced by the trembling demonic breath of the Six Paths.

Recognizing the fluctuations of the Great Luo will on Zhao Wuji, they finally realized that this time it might not be a sealing and suppression, but a true return of the soul to its origin!

"Refining!"

Zhao Wuji snorted coldly, his hand seals changed abruptly, and the Qiankun Furnace immediately emitted a deafening roar.

Inside the furnace, the Yin and Yang energies surged like a raging dragon, and the Chaos True Fire rose three thousand feet high, suppressing and refining the primordial spirits of the six Ancestral Demons within.

"puff!"

Just then, a muffled cough came from the side.

Zhao Wuji suddenly turned around and saw that the Ziwei Immortal King and the Zhongtian Immortal King not far away were both coughing up golden blood and their bodies were swaying precariously.

The star-studded crown and Taoist robe of the Purple Star Immortal King had long been eroded and torn to shreds by demonic energy, and the spiritual light around him flickered like a candle in the wind.

"senior!"

Zhao Wuji moved with lightning speed to the side of the two, quickly forming a hand seal, and a blue spiritual light of medical arts burst forth from his fingertips.

Unexpectedly, the Purple Star Immortal King suddenly raised his hand and pressed down, a relieved smile appearing on his withered face: "Young friend Zhao, there's no need."

The Sun and Moon Dao Wheel before the Celestial King of the Central Heaven had shattered, yet he smiled with a sense of relief: "We have lived ten thousand years of wretched existence, but in the end, we could not escape it. We have lived long enough of the cycle of life and death. Now, I was able to help you subdue the Six Demons before I perished. I have no regrets in this life and have lived up to the teachings of the former Celestial Venerable!"

“Indeed, our precious weapon is shattered, and we have already exhausted our vital energy. We are powerless to reverse the situation, so there is no need for us to cling to life any longer,” the Purple Star Immortal King said with a smile and a shake of his head.

The two exchanged a smile, their eyes filled with carefree joy.

"Young friend Zhao, there's nothing we can do to help you."

The Purple Star Immortal King looked at Zhao Wuji, raised his sleeve, and a wisp of immortal energy, as refined as a galaxy, flew out. His voice was solemn: "This last wisp of immortal energy is our final token of affection."

"Perhaps this can help you ascend to Mahayana Buddhism more quickly after overcoming your tribulation."

The Celestial King of the Central Heaven then spoke, his body beginning to transform into specks of starlight.

The two celestial kings simultaneously formed hand seals, pouring all their remaining celestial energy into the star chart and the sun and moon wheel after their disintegration.

Then, the Dao bodies simultaneously emitted a dazzling pure light and dissipated.

"Respectfully seeing off the two seniors!"

Zhao Wuji was moved, his eyes filled with respect. He bowed deeply to the ground, respectfully bidding farewell to the two immortal kings who had perished.

When he looked up again, he saw two supreme treasures hanging in front of him, their ethereal aura swirling like a galaxy, making the golden lines between his brows glow.

"Immortal spiritual energy"

Zhao Wuji raised his hand, his palm filled with the immortal energy of the two supreme treasures, the energy flowing between his fingers like a galaxy.

Compared to ordinary spiritual energy, this celestial spiritual energy is more refined and pure, with each wisp seemingly containing the ancient Daoist charm of creation.

Inside, there was a special law fluctuation that did not belong to this world of declining Dharma; it seemed to be the primordial aura of the True Immortal Realm!

"With the help of this immortal spiritual energy, the chances of passing the tribulation stage might be increased by three points."

His eyes flashed, and he flipped his hand to put away the treasure weapon, his gaze sweeping across the Nine Nether Abyss like lightning.

At this moment, most of the demonic energy in the abyss has been completely cleansed.

Only a little filth remained, like a bone-deep sore, clinging to the crevices of the rock wall.

"Light! Blazing sun!"

He made a hand seal with both hands simultaneously.

With his left hand, the Light-Generating Technique burst forth with boundless radiance; with his right hand, the Sun-Burning Technique drew upon the true flames of the great sun. The moment the two techniques combined, it was as if the great sun had fallen into an abyss.

"Boom!!"

The seals of the six great ancestral demons on the Nine Nether Dome suddenly shattered, as if the sky were collapsing!
A blazing white sun, a thousand feet in diameter, was born from nothingness, its light as pure as the first rays of dawn after the creation of the world.

"laugh!!"

The demonic energy ignited upon contact, transforming into countless distorted demonic faces that wailed and dissipated.

The karmic erosions accumulated on the rock face over thousands of years boiled like asphalt, curling up into charred black figures in the holy flames.

The entire abyss seemed to have been thrown into a furnace, and the air was twisted into layers of red crystal ripples under the high temperature.

If you were to look down from above at this moment...

The entire abyss was like black iron forged by golden flames; after the filth was washed away, its crystalline essence was gradually revealed.

In those purified areas, even luminous white spiritual herbs sprouted from the crevices of the rocks, swaying and shining in the fierce wind.
However, the Nine Netherworlds are inherently places that bear the filth and evil spirits of heaven and earth.

Even if Zhao Wuji completely purifies it now, the special functions of this region will still exist in the future, and it is necessary for them to exist.

“It’s time”

Feeling the complete tranquility of the Nine Netherworld, Zhao Wuji suddenly closed his eyes and stomped his toes on the ground.

Deep underground, the roots of the three-thousand-foot-tall demon tree, resembling dragons, suddenly grew rapidly, and dark gold dragon-patterned vines spread like a spider web, instantly covering the entire abyss.

"boom!!"

The entire Netherworld veins began to writhe as if they were alive!
"Refining!"

With a shout from Zhao Wuji, the four Dao foundations roared in his sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, the three anchor points of the Pot Sky Realm, the Southern Heavenly Secret Realm, and the Ancient Sword Domain burst forth with brilliant Dao patterns, continuously pouring the immense Dao power of perfect Dao integration into the Nine Nether Earth Veins through the roots of the Demon Tree clone.

Each leaf of the demon tree's clone transformed into a vortex of Dao patterns, frantically devouring the remaining demonic energy.

Wherever the roots passed, the rock walls shimmered with a glassy luster under the influence of the Daoist energy. It was the illusory image of the Pot Sky Realm permeating the abyss, and the entire abyss began to resonate mysteriously with his Daoist foundation.

"Shh!"

Once the refining process was on track, Zhao Wuji's figure flashed out of the abyss like lightning.

As gusts of wind swept across his face, two familiar auras entered his senses.

Beyond the Nine Netherworlds, amidst the clouds, Cang Yunzi, with his long, flowing white beard, and Wen Tian Daojun, with his sword sheath gleaming coldly, stood solemnly, their expressions filled with surprise and uncertainty.

The two of them had been reminded and invited by Zhao Wuji to come to Jiuyou to watch the battle from afar.

However, the internal battle in the Nine Netherworlds had just been terrifying and intense, and the six Ancestral Demons had even managed to seal the Nine Netherworld Rift, leaving the two of them extremely anxious.

Only when they saw his figure break through the demonic mist did their tense expressions relax, and they both bowed solemnly.

"Zhao Daojun!"

Cang Yunzi's eyes flickered beneath his long, snow-white eyebrows as he gazed at the Nine Nether Abyss, where the demonic energy had almost completely dissipated. He hesitated and said, "The six Ancestral Demons are already..."

"This time, I have successfully completed my mission."

Zhao Wuji smiled, and with a flick of his sleeves, he summoned the Qiankun Furnace. The yin-yang fish pattern on the furnace body flowed, faintly emanating six unwilling roars and curses.

He tapped the furnace wall with his finger, "The six great ancestral demons are currently guests in this furnace, but they are all unpleasant guests."

"This furnace... could this be the legendary Qiankun Furnace?"

Wentian Daojun's pupils shrank suddenly as he recognized him at a glance.

The furnace spewed forth billowing flames, and within it, the yin and yang energies intertwined like a monstrous dragon, suppressing the six demonic shadows until they could not move.

The mere wisp of pressure emanating from him made his heart tremble.

"It is the supreme treasure, the Qiankun Furnace. Only this treasure can completely refine the six ancestral demons."

Zhao Wuji flipped his hand to put away the treasure, a trace of sadness flashing in his eyes, and sighed, "It's a pity that the two seniors, Ziwei and Zhongtian, have both perished."

He then briefly recounted what had just happened.

"The two Immortal Kings are truly virtuous! It is a blessing for heaven and earth to have such sages."

Cangyunzi was filled with awe, his snow-white beard and hair dancing wildly in the gale.

The Sword Lord of Asking the Heavens nodded solemnly and said, "After I return to the mountain, I will erect a monument to the two Immortal Kings so that future generations will forever remember their merits in rescuing the drowning and helping the endangered!"

After calming himself down, Cang Yunzi looked at Zhao Wuji and asked about his plans for the future.

Zhao Wuji raised his eyes and looked at the turbulent sky above the nine heavens: "Now that the six demons have been subdued, the time is ripe. I plan to break through to the Tribulation Transcending stage before the end of the Dharma calamity arrives, and then purify the world and uphold the Heavenly Dao."

The two simple words 'crossing the tribulation' resonated like a thunderclap.

Both Cang Yunzi and Wen Tian Daojun felt their Dao hearts tremble violently at the same time, their expressions filled with shock.

Throughout history, countless brilliant and talented individuals have failed to even touch the threshold of the Dao.

The person before me is actually attempting to break through to the legendary Tribulation Transcending Realm!
But neither of them dared to have any doubts.

Because the other party does indeed possess such ability and the potential to break through to a higher realm.

A glimmer of hope flashed in Cang Yunzi's eyes, and he quickly stepped forward to ask, "Daoist Zhao, now that you are confident in breaking through to the Tribulation Transcending Realm, are you able to resolve this Tribulation of the End of Dharma in the future?"

"Disaster!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes were deep as he slowly shook his head: "The calamity of the end times is not merely caused by the decline of the Heavenly Dao."

He looked up at the heavens beyond the ninth heaven, his brows furrowing as he said, "Even if we uphold the Heavenly Dao and purify the world, it will be difficult to resolve this calamity."

"What?! Even the Heavenly Dao can't be awakened?"

The Sword Lord of Heaven's sharp brows furrowed suddenly: "Then how exactly can we resolve the calamity of the end times?"

"must."

Just as Zhao Wuji was about to speak, he suddenly felt a jolt in his heart, as if some calamity was about to be unleashed.

This is the "Emerging Head" technique issuing a premonition and warning.

He immediately shut his mouth, and the golden lines between his brows flickered, swiftly severing the causal lines generated by his unspoken words.

Cang Yunzi and Wen Tian Daojun were both astonished at the sight, wondering why Zhao Wuji, with his cultivation level, was still so secretive, as if there was something he couldn't even say.
Zhao Wuji looked at the two of them and said in a deep voice, "With my current cultivation level, if I were to reveal the existence of such beings..."

His eyes were dark and unfathomable. "I'm afraid it will immediately attract their attention, so I can't say the specifics for now. Please forgive me."

These few words, however, made Cang Yunzi and the other man feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"This"

Cang Yunzi's expression changed.

Even Zhao Wuji, a Dao-Merging powerhouse rarely seen throughout history, remained tight-lipped about it.

What kind of terror must be hidden behind the calamities of the Dharma-ending Age?
"Could it be a living Celestial Venerable?"

The Sword Master of Asking Heaven's gaze froze, then quickly suppressed his curiosity.

"Since Lord Zhao has something difficult to say, then don't say it. But if you say it like this..."

Cang Yunzi's voice was hoarse. "For ten thousand years, no one has been able to break this situation and avert the calamity of the end times. It is no wonder."

He and Daoist Wentian exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock and helplessness in each other's eyes.

They cultivated diligently for a thousand years, yet they couldn't even pass the test of the six great ancestral demons, let alone purify the world.
Not to mention facing the unknown terror that even Zhao Wuji feared.

"Very well, with our current strength, it's actually difficult for us to be of much help to you anymore."

The Sword Lord of Asking Heaven sighed, then suddenly performed a solemn sword salute, his face resolute, and said, "But upholding the Heavenly Dao and resolving the calamities of the end times is the inescapable duty of us cultivators. If you need anything in the future, please just ask."

"Not bad!"

Cang Yunzi also bowed deeply, his snow-white beard and hair dancing wildly in the wind: "This old man's crippled body is also willing to serve Daojun like a dog or a horse!"

The fact that these two have expressed their views now clearly shows that they fully acknowledge Zhao Wuji's current status and are willing to follow his lead.

"You're too kind, both of you."

Zhao Wuji immediately returned the greeting, chatted with the two for a while, and then took his leave.

He took a step forward and instantly soared into the heavens.

As his robes billowed, his gaze swept down upon the vast land below.

He has now refined all the mountains and rivers of the Nine Provinces.

In his omniscient and omnipotent eyes, it was already as clear as the lines on his palm reflected in his heart.

Since the six great ancestral demons were suppressed by him in the Qiankun Furnace, the arrogance of demons in the world has vanished.

Those powerful demons who were once exploited and sacrificed by the Ancestral Demon have now fallen in power and become listless.

The lesser demons and monsters have degenerated into ordinary wild beasts, making it difficult for them to stir up any trouble.

As for those cultivators who had fallen into demonic possession, they have all regained their senses.

Ladies

With a slight thought, Zhao Wuji's divine sense, like a gentle spring breeze and nourishing rain, resonated in the hearts of his four Daoist companions in the distance.

"I have already subdued the six great ancestral demons, and now the great evil has been eliminated. However, the calamity of the end of Dharma is imminent. I plan to prepare for the next breakthrough and the tribulation stage, so I will not return for now."

Yan Lan was pruning the peach branches in front of the courtyard when she heard the telepathic message. Her fingertips trembled, and she cut off half of a bright red blossom. As she parted her lips slightly, she snorted, "You brat, I knew the six great ancestral demons couldn't stop you. This time, at least you remembered to send a message back."

Nan Zhixia was flying through the sky on her sword when she heard the sound and her sword suddenly stopped. Her almond-shaped eyes were full of surprise, but then her face was full of smiles: "Now that my husband has succeeded, I can rest assured. I will focus on your important matter."

Li Shiyu was in the alchemy room, controlling the fire to refine pills. The firelight made her pretty face blush. Upon hearing this, she quickly made a hand seal to stabilize the fire and gently scolded, "Senior brother, you always make people worry. Now that you've succeeded, you don't even come back to comfort me."

Hua Qingshuang stood atop Wangjia Snow Peak. When the telepathic message arrived, she nodded slightly, her gaze seemingly piercing through layers of clouds, meeting Zhao Wuji's eyes in the distant sky. A hint of warmth quietly melted from her frosty face: "The Great Dao is paramount. I will wait for you."

"it is good!"

Zhao Wuji smiled and nodded, his gaze shifting from Hua Qingshuang's figure atop the snow-capped peak before soaring into the sky.

Passing through layers of clouds, he arrived at the first level of the Nine Heavens in an instant.

"Show!"

With a clear shout, the towering peaks of the ancient sword domain materialized beneath his feet.

Thousands of sword shadows fell like a galaxy, reflecting the brilliance of the nine heavens.

"Refining!"

He pointed his fingers like a sword at the center of his brow, and the golden lines on his forehead suddenly shone brightly.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the Heavenly Realm of the Pot spewed forth purple energy, the Southern Secret Realm cascaded down starlight, and the ancient and mysterious Chaotic Light burst forth. The power of the three Great Daos intertwined with the sword energy of the Sword Domain to form a torrent of four colors, crashing into the Nine Heavens Palace.

The sky suddenly resembled glass reflecting the sunset, and golden patterns were hidden among the surging sea of ​​clouds.

Each line seemed to move like a living thing, perfectly blending with the sword energy of the sword domain, transforming the entire sky into a semi-transparent crystal wall of sword energy.

After all the Nine Netherworlds and Nine Heavens have been refined.

The mountains and rivers of this world, the netherworld, and the heavens will all be reflected in his heart.

At that time, he will be able to use the four illusory Dao foundations, such as the Pot Heaven Secret Realm, as fuel, and the real world as a cauldron, to complete that unprecedented feat.

To make the fake appear real!

Transform the illusory into the real!

Having passed through the illusory and real tribulations, one enters the tribulation-transcending stage, and the Great Dao becomes attainable!

(End of this chapter)