Immortals of the End Times

The moment the six souls entered his body, the seed of the Great Luo Divine Soul Will deep within Zhao Wuji's sea of ​​consciousness trembled violently!
His entire sea of ​​consciousness surged and boiled as if the world had just been created, and the four foundational Daos began to disintegrate and recombine inch by inch under the scouring power of the six souls.

The mysterious changes were like the melting of an ancient glacier.

It was as if chaos had just separated into yin and yang, with countless dazzling Dao patterns weaving into a net in the void of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The power of the Six Souls was indeed extraordinary, and in an instant it helped him refine a small portion of the Great Luo Divine Soul Will in his Sea of ​​Consciousness.

His understanding of the law of illusion and reality began to deepen gradually, as if he had pushed open a door to Taoism that had been sealed for thousands of years.

The profound mysteries of the interplay between reality and illusion arrive one after another like golden lotuses springing from the earth.

However, the six souls ultimately bear the seven emotions and six desires of the Great Luo.

Even though it has been refined and purified by the Qiankun Furnace, it is still inevitable
In an instant, countless fragmented memories surged forth like a flood bursting its banks!
That was Da Luo's past in the True Immortal Realm, including grudges and affections from several previous lives:
There is a fleeting glimpse of Nuwa creating humans from clay when Fuxi was using the divination sticks to interpret the secrets of heaven.

There was the tender affection between Zhao Zheng and Yan Lingluo as they traversed the nine heavens on their swords, sharing wine and discussing philosophy.
Various memories intertwined to form a cycle of illusions, completely engulfing his consciousness.

He sometimes transformed into Fuxi, stroking the fragments of the sky-mending stone that fell from Nuwa's temple; at other times, he transformed into Zhao Zheng, clutching the Nanming Lihuo Lotus Platform left behind by Yan Lingluo.

His seven emotions were like knives, tearing his Daoist heart apart and leaving it riddled with cracks.

The six desires are like a net, binding and entangling his primordial spirit, causing it to fall into the depths of reincarnation.

It seemed to want to imprison him in this long river of memories, making him sink into oblivion.

I do not know how long it has been
Suddenly, nine blazing suns and nine eerie, cold moons rose within the illusory cycle of reincarnation!
As the sun and moon shone brightly, the Great Luo's will struck like a thunderbolt, piercing through the fallen primordial spirit.

Zhao Wuji suddenly woke up.

"This is."

As he gazed at the familiar yet unfamiliar cycle of the sun and moon, the Dao seal between his brows, which had been so dim it seemed about to crumble, finally shone with a glimmer of light.

After a long period of contemplation, the memory deep within his mind finally surfaced: "The Nine Yin Nine Yang Pearls!"

At this moment, Zhao Wuji finally understood completely.

He was now immersed in the memories of his past life constructed from the six souls.

The love and hate entanglements of the previous incarnation were merely scattered fragments in the long memories of the Great Luo.
The memories carried by the six souls were once real.

But for the world today, it is nothing but a dream.

"Zhuang Zhou dreamt he was a butterfly. Who is I, and who is the butterfly? The Great Luo is the past. I inherit the will and soul of the Great Luo, but I will not become the Great Luo. I inherit its lineage but do not lose my true self. I am who I am! Zhao Wuji!"

Golden lines flickered in Zhao Wuji's eyes as his understanding of the laws of illusion deepened.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, illusory laws, like silkworms spinning silk, peeled away the layers of entangled memories from past lives.

He suddenly pointed his fingers like a sword, drawing a mysterious trajectory in the air.

"break!"

His shout was as loud and clear as a great bell.

The law of illusion and reality instantly transformed into countless golden threads, weaving into a net that, in an instant, pierced through layers of illusory memories like a reflection in a mirror or the moon in the water.

All those entangled past life relationships, love and hate, crumbled under this single, decisive strike.

The remaining fragments of obsession hissed and crackled within the web of laws, instantly transforming into specks of starlight.

Once his mind was completely clear, he suddenly felt a slight itch on his chin.

His expression shifted, he opened his eyes, and reached out to touch it, his fingers brushing against the three-inch-long black beard that hung down to his chest.

"How much time has passed?"

Zhao Wuji activated the Time-Knowing Technique, and starlight, like the long river of time, appeared around him as day and night cycled.

"Three years have already passed."

He frowned slightly, finally understanding why the previous Heavenly Venerables had never subdued the six Ancestral Demons or refined their six souls.

On the one hand, those brilliant predecessors all followed the path of separating their three souls, each attaining a different path.

It seems they have no intention of easily merging until things reach perfection.

It seems as if they are following the will of the Great Luo, comprehending different paths, and completing some kind of arrangement.

On the other hand, there are also risks involved in devouring and refining the six souls.

He has already sensed the risks.

Even though he was now using the laws of illusion and reality to break through the illusion, he could still feel the tremors coming from the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness.

Da Luo's will is as deep as an abyss and as imprisoned as a prison. Even the slightest fluctuation of the remaining six souls can cause his emotions to rise and fall like waves.

The seven emotions surged, and the six desires stirred.

For those seeking the Tao, this is akin to walking on the edge of a precipice.
However, the benefits of devouring and refining the six souls are immediate!
As Zhao Wuji felt the surging divine soul power within his sea of ​​consciousness, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

The seed of the Great Luo's will hangs high like the blazing sun.

Although he had already refined a small portion of it, it had already caused his soul strength to increase several times over.

Even more gratifying is the understanding of the laws of illusion.

What was once an enigmatic mystery of the laws, like looking at flowers through a fog, has now, after three years, been grasped by many of its threads, and the understanding of the laws has reached the intermediate level.

"The way of illusion and reality is profound and mysterious."

With a slight thought, the laws of illusion and reality transformed into two energies that intertwined around his fingers, sometimes condensing into glistening dewdrops, and sometimes dispersing into ethereal clouds and smoke.

"Congeal!"

He flicked his fingers, and ripples immediately spread across the void.

Wherever the ripples passed, the illusory images of mountains and the real sea of ​​clouds intertwined and shone, creating a wondrous spectacle of 'two phenomena in one world' within a radius of a hundred feet.

The left half of the universe is like a reflection in a mirror or the moon in the water, while the right half is like iron strokes and silver hooks.

"This is the intermediate realm of the laws."

Zhao Wuji waved his sleeve, and all the myriad illusions were gathered into his palm.

Every illusory image contains the laws of reality, while every wisp of reality conceals the laws of illusion.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, he sensed the spiritual energy of the surrounding world, his expression changed slightly, and he suddenly realized the current time.

Three years have passed, and the calamity of the Dharma-ending Age is imminent! "Whoosh!"

Zhao Wuji suddenly stood up from the Qiankun Furnace.

His gaze pierced through the murky sea of ​​calamity and mist, landing on the colossal remains that stretched across the heavens and earth.

But on Da Luo's rough face, which resembled ancient black rock, the spiritual energy he exhaled from his lips was already as thin as a wisp of silk, leaving a crystalline trail in the void before quietly dissipating.

This world is now like a punctured, chaotic shell.

It seems that the myriad spiritual veins of the Nine Provinces are now like water bursting its banks, flowing out but not in, and gradually drying up.

"The Great Luo has gradually stopped exhaling; it seems the calamity of the Dharma-ending Age is approaching."

Zhao Wuji's eyes were deep and thoughtful.

Da Luo's inhalation will soon be like a whale drinking from a stream, swallowing the entire world.

At that time, the spiritual energy of the Nine Provinces will reverse and return to its source, further amplified by a tenfold more intense erosion of the end times.

This dying place is likely to face its darkest hour ever.

Suddenly, his expression shifted slightly, and his consciousness rippled outwards.

From the sea of ​​clouds below, several familiar auras swept in like startled swans.

"Shh!"

Zhao Wuji's figure fell like a golden rainbow.

Four figures flew through the clouds.

Cang Yunzi's white beard danced in the wind, Wen Tian Daojun's sword intent was chilling, Hua Qingshuang's feet trod on ice lotus, and Yan Lan's fiery red skirt fluttered in the wind.

When the four saw him descend, they all greeted him with courtesy and began to talk as they approached.

It turned out that they had already noticed the subtle decline of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, like the receding tide, which is why they came together to discuss countermeasures.

Previously, Hua Qingshuang and Yan Lan had temporarily kept Cang Yunzi and his companion outside the Nine Heavens under the pretext that he was in seclusion.

"You guys are thoughtful."

Zhao Wuji's gaze swept over the crowd, finally settling on the surging sea of ​​calamity mist below, and he shook his head and sighed.

"Indeed, as you have sensed, the end of the Dharma is approaching."

His voice was like the tinkling of gold and jade, "It will probably be within the next ten days or so."

Cang Yunzi and the other person followed his gaze.

But deep within the mist, a colossal outline stretching across the sky and earth could be vaguely seen.

A rough, indistinct face emerged, like a sleeping ancient god or demon. Even a fleeting glimpse was enough to cause the two men's Dao hearts to tremble violently.

The Heavenly Dao Lord frowned deeply: "Could this calamity of the end times originate from..."

"That's not it."

Zhao Wuji shook his head and said, "Over the years, the circulation of spiritual energy in heaven and earth has relied entirely on the breathing of the Great Luo.

Without the last breath of this silent immortal keeping him afloat, the laws of the Dharma-ending Age would likely have already eroded the Nine Provinces into a desolate wasteland.

"what?!"

Cang Yunzi's long, snow-white eyebrows trembled violently. "The entire spiritual energy cycle of this world is actually tied to the breath of this True Immortal?"

"The rules of the Dharma-ending Age?" Lord Wentian frowned.

Zhao Wuji nodded and said in a deep voice, "Only those at the True Immortal realm can touch upon the mysteries of the rules. Therefore, to break this calamity of the end times, someone must ascend to the True Immortal realm! Only then is it possible to accomplish this."

"The realm of true immortality!"

Upon hearing this, both Cangyunzi and Wentian Daojun changed color.

Even Hua Qingshuang and Yan Lan were shaken, as if struck by a thunderbolt.

A true immortal! What kind of realm is that?
Above the Heavenly Venerables? Beyond the cycle of reincarnation?
Just then, Zhao Wuji glanced at Cang Yunzi and the other person and asked in surprise, "Fellow Daoists, why haven't you two broken through to the Dao Integration stage yet? Now that the end of the Dharma is approaching, I'm afraid the chances will become even more remote."

"This"

Cangyunzi and Wentian Daojun exchanged a glance and both sighed deeply.

Cangyunzi lowered his eyebrows and shook his head, saying, "It is precisely because the end of the Dharma is approaching that we have given up on breaking through to the Dao Integration stage."

After all, breaking through to this realm requires an enormous amount of spiritual energy.

If we break through at the cost of a level seven spiritual vein, the sect's foundation will be severely damaged.

When the Dharma-ending Age arrives, how will the disciples of this sect survive the calamities?

"Not bad!"

Daoist Wentian frowned, his Daoist robe billowing in the fierce wind. He shook his head and said, "Besides, with the end of the Dharma era approaching, even if we break through our realms, we will still be in danger of falling. It would be better to give up for now."

"I see."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji became solemn and immediately cupped his hands in a deep bow, saying, "I admire your noble character, but there is no need to be too pessimistic. Although the calamity of the end times is coming, we are not without opportunities in the end times."

Cang Yunzi and Wentian Daojun were taken aback upon hearing this, and then they realized at the same time that Zhao Wuji had already broken through to the Tribulation Transcending stage.

However, the spiritual aura surrounding him was as calm and still as an ancient well, so they failed to notice this earth-shattering breakthrough.

Both of them almost ignored this earth-shattering achievement.

"Zhao, no, you..."

Cang Yunzi's white beard trembled, and the old fingers holding the salute stiffened slightly, as he no longer knew how to address Zhao Wuji.

"No need to be so polite, let's address each other as fellow Daoists."

Zhao Wuji chuckled lightly, "Now that I have broken through the Tribulation stage, I have an even greater chance of breaking the deadlock."

Upon hearing this, both Cangyunzi and Wentian Daojun nodded in agreement.

The only one in all time to transcend tribulation!

With his current level of cultivation, Zhao Wuji might truly be able to touch upon the elusive path of true immortality...

(End of this chapter)