Immortals of the End Times

In the desolate starry sky, faint fluctuations of the laws of the end times permeated the air.

The dangerous aura emanating from the depths of the starry sky was like a sharp sword hanging overhead, constantly bringing a sense of oppressive unease.

Zhao Wuji sensed the situation outside the starry sky with a solemn expression.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and made a star-numbering incantation. Streams of spiritual light transformed into starlight, weaving together to form a dazzling star map in the void.

They attempted to deduce the exact location of that dangerous fluctuation.

In an instant, the dim stars in the distance seemed to resonate slightly with the fluctuations of his magic, and one after another lit up with a clear and cold light.

The messages transmitted between the stars flooded his mind like a tidal wave.

"This is.?"

Zhao Wuji's Dao heart trembled violently as he saw the stars manifesting in the depths of that dark star field.

A desolate star floated like a giant egg, its surface covered with cracked patterns. The terrifying aura lurking within made his soul tremble even across the endless sea of ​​stars.

It was as if a terrifying being was slumbering deep within the stars.

"It is that True Immortal of the End of Dharma."

Zhao Wuji immediately withdrew the hand gesture spell.

The starlight then went out, unwilling to disturb that slumbering, terrifying being.

He pondered for a moment, then made another hand seal, simultaneously casting the Sprouting Head Technique and the Dream Marriage Technique. The spell runes lit up in his eyes at the same time, like two golden moons reflecting each other.

In an instant, a precognitive dream appeared in my mind.

As he approached the star, the entire star suddenly cracked open like a rotten fruit.

Countless streams of dark energy from the end of Dharma emerged like poisonous dragons from the abyss, instantly obscuring the starry sky!
"die!"

A roar that shook the galaxy erupted from the core of the star.

Wherever the sound waves passed, even the void itself decayed.

In his dream, Zhao Wuji looked down in horror, only to see his Dao body, like wax exposed to the blazing sun, being enveloped by countless black lines of the laws of the end of Dharma, rapidly dissolving.

The skin turned into grayish-white flakes and peeled off, revealing stark white bones.

Even more terrifying was the tearing sensation emanating from the depths of the primordial spirit, as if billions of insects were gnawing at the true spirit.
"puff!"

The dream shattered.

"A very bad omen."

Awakening from the divination, Zhao Wuji's gaze was deep and his hands clenched tightly.

Now is certainly not the time to approach those stars, in any form.

In the past eight years, in addition to purifying the turbidity of heaven and earth, he has never slackened in his practice of the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Techniques.

Now, both the Sprout Technique and the Dream Marriage Technique have been cultivated to an unparalleled level.

Therefore, its accuracy in predicting good or bad fortune is self-evident.

Based on this calculation, if one rashly approaches that star to test the true immortals of the Dharma-ending Age, it may bring about annihilation.

"It seems that even though that True Immortal of the End of Dharma is currently in a state of severe injury and slumber, his strength is still far superior to mine."

A glint flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes, and he abandoned the idea of ​​investigating.

He looked up and gazed at the starry sky.

In the vast sky, the rules of the Dharma-ending Age surged like turbulent waves, leaving a complete void of spiritual energy wherever they went.

Only the land beneath their feet, due to the existence of spiritual veins within the earth's veins, still retains a glimmer of hope.

Further away, the stars faded away, resembling a lifeless tomb.

The entire starry sky seemed to be eroded by the rules of the true immortals.

"Can the rules of the Dharma-ending Age truly encompass the entire starry sky?"

His brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of doubt flickered in his eyes.

Judging from the Great Luo Will he refined, even with the power of a True Immortal, it would probably be difficult to cover this entire vast universe.

The more likely truth is...

The outer starry sky is a desolate region devoid of spiritual energy.

The sheer erosion of rules by the spread of True Immortals in the Dharma-ending Age makes it all the more terrifying.

Like a previous life on Earth, all living beings believed that their planet was the only place with life, while beyond the starry sky lay only a desolate wasteland where all things perished.

But from his current perspective, at least outside of Earth, there is still the land of Kyushu, a place full of life.

Unfortunately, Earth was far too far away from him.
If one wishes to traverse the void and return to one's homeland, one must at least comprehend the laws of illusion and reality to perfection, or cultivate the art of ascension to an unprecedented level of mastery, only then will there be a sliver of hope to transform the ends of the earth into mere inches.

Zhao Wuji composed himself and turned to look down at the gradually dissipating turbid mist below.

But then they saw that the colossal body of the Great Luo, which stretched across the heavens and earth, had already appeared in the clear sky.

The single eye representing the Way of Heaven is now clear as an abyss, no longer the murky, pus-filled state it once was.

Yet, within this clear and bright day, there is a chilling coldness and ruthlessness, a sense of looking down upon all living beings from a high place.

This is also a characteristic of the Heavenly Soul.

The celestial soul hangs high, without human souls to accompany it, without earthly souls to follow it, and without the harmony of the six spirits.

Thus, the true nature of the Heavenly Way was revealed.

Heartless and desireless, supremely lofty and cold.

Besides the Heavenly Dao's single eye, the black threads of the End-of-Dharma rules accumulated in the other eye of the Great Luo also became increasingly dense and inky as the End-of-Dharma descended.

However, as the Heavenly Soul's will gradually awakens, and the turbidity of heaven and earth is purged, the situation becomes more complex.

Within Da Luo's body, a vast and illusory power of rules began to spontaneously emerge, already capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with it.

These two supreme rules clashed and struggled within the remains of the True Immortal, gradually forming a delicate balance.

The black threads formed by the rules of the Dharma-ending Age could no longer advance an inch, and the Heavenly Dao's single eye became increasingly clear.

What's even more exciting is that, as his cultivation level improved, Zhao Wuji's speed in refining the Great Luo Will increased significantly.

Those long-forgotten fragments of Da Luo's memories, like spring streams breaking through ice, continuously poured into his sea of ​​consciousness.

What made him most uneasy was the location coordinates of the True Immortal Realm!
"The True Immortal Realm seems to be located in a different universe than this one, perhaps in a completely different time and space."

Zhao Wuji pondered for a moment, then suddenly touched his brow with his fingers together.

"Nine leaves serve as the guide, the sword domain as the bridge."

"choke!"

Nine-leaf sword grass suddenly flew out from his pupils, its leaves slicing through the void and tracing mysterious paths.

"Dream!"

As he made hand seals, the golden patterns of the Dream Marriage Technique flowed in his eyes. Using the ancient sword domain as a medium, his divine sense flew like a celestial being from beyond the heavens, piercing through the endless void with a single sword strike.

In an instant, the dreamscape swirled like a river of stars.

On the distant, despair-inducing other side of the starry sky, the entrance to the True Immortal Realm is like the rising sun, with countless sword shadows seemingly floating and sinking in its dazzling halo.

A sharp sword intent, as fierce as if it could cleave the heavens and destroy the earth, trembled slightly like a hibernating dragon awakening, faintly emanating the unique sharp sword intent of the Nine Tribulations Sword Master.
It was none other than the supreme sword aura unique to the Nine Tribulations Sword Master!
"Ok?"

The moment he sensed the aura of the Nine Tribulations Sword Master, the other party seemed to have also sensed something, but failed to lock onto his spying.

"We cordially invite the Nine Tribulations Celestial Venerable!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly pointed out with his sword finger, his fingers instantly forming a spell to summon immortals.

Nine-Leaf Sword Grass instantly bloomed into nine blue lotuses in the sky, with dazzling sword light bursting from the lotus hearts, condensing into a talisman that spanned the starry sea in the void.

It condensed into a summoning talisman that stretched across the starry sky.

"Summon the immortals!"

The imperial edict, like a golden bridge piercing the sky, instantly penetrated the vast sea of ​​stars.

In an instant, a sword intent that transcends eternity emanated from the other side of the starry sky.

The divine sense of the Nine Tribulations Celestial Venerable descended like an inverted Milky Way, across endless star fields, following this familiar connection and the immortal power of the Summoning Immortal Technique.

"Through countless ages, Great Luo, in your fourth incarnation, you have finally reached this point."

The divine thought, as powerful as a resounding bell, traveled through the bridge of dreams, causing Zhao Wuji's sea of ​​consciousness to roar: "Are you ready?"

Before the words were even finished, the divine thought flickered like a candle in the wind. It seemed to dissipate inch by inch due to the vast distance, leaving only the lingering echo in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Prepare.?"

Zhao Wuji frowned slightly, and the Dao lines between his brows flickered.

This seemingly random question made him think deeply.

What was the Nine Tribulations Celestial Venerable referring to—his cultivation level or some deeper level of enlightenment?
He pondered for a long time but could not find an answer.

But now we know some good news.

The Nine Tribulations Celestial Venerable is not dead yet, and seems to be at the entrance to the True Immortal Realm.

This means that he has at least one helper at the Heavenly Venerable level, and is not fighting alone.

But why hasn't the other party returned to this land of Kyushu all these years?

Is it out of fear of that True Immortal of the End of Dharma, or because the environment of the Nine Provinces is no longer suitable for its survival?
Zhao Wuji looked up and around, and found that the turbid fog had thinned to the point of being as thin as gauze.

He immediately lightly touched the air with his toes and took a step forward.

One after another, illusory and real law clones emerged from behind him, then swept off to all directions of the world, continuing to attract the remaining turbidity of the tribulation into the furnace for refining.

"Long!"

With a wave of his hand, Zhao Wuji summoned the Qiankun Furnace to open.

In an instant, the spiritual energy swirling within the furnace surged like a reversed Milky Way, transforming into a crystalline torrent that poured into the spirit.

One by one, Dao crystals melted in the Chaos True Fire, and pure Dao power nourished the body like sweet rain.

His eyes were slightly closed, and within his sea of ​​consciousness, the Great Luo Will was as still as a deep pool and as imposing as a mountain, while the laws of illusion and reality flowed endlessly like the yin and yang of a pair of fish.

Now, the entire world has been refined by him into an extension of his Dao foundation.

The rules of the Eight Directions and the End of Dharma were the primary threat to him, constantly eroding him like a bone-deep sore over the years, causing every inch of his skin to bear the heavy pressure of the power of the rules.

"trouble."

Zhao Wuji frowned slightly, feeling his cultivation progress almost stagnant within him.

If it weren't for refining the turbid mist over the years and having the support of the massive spiritual energy within the Qiankun Furnace, his cultivation would probably have regressed under the erosion of the Dharma-ending Age.

In this world of declining Dharma, even someone as powerful as the Tribulation Transcending stage cannot go against the current by relying solely on their own cultivation.

"But the spiritual energy within the Qiankun Furnace is not enough."

His gaze swept over the nearly depleted spiritual energy within the furnace, and he suddenly summoned two precious weapons: the Purple Star Chart and the Sun and Moon Wheel.

It rotates quietly in front of you.

The celestial energy dormant within these two treasures slowly swirled.

"Fortunately, there are still opportunities given by the Purple Star Immortal King and the Central Heaven Immortal King, but even if I refine all the spiritual energy in the furnace and absorb these two streams of immortal spiritual energy..."

Zhao Wuji calculated with his fingers, and the golden pattern of the Intercepting Dao flickered between his eyebrows. "I'm afraid I'm still a step away from the threshold of the Great Ascension stage."

He gently stroked the surface of the star chart with his fingers, feeling the cool touch and sensing the ancient Taoist rhythm.

These last two streams of immortal energy are the key to breaking through to the peak of the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

As for after ascending to Mahayana Buddhism
He suddenly raised his head, his gaze falling on the enormous remains that stretched across the starry river.

Beneath Da Luo's rough, black rock-like skin lay the immense power of a true immortal, enough to support a whole world.

This is the truly supreme resource that can help him reach the pinnacle!
However, if the layout left by Luo could not be completed.

Even with exceptional talent, as a reincarnated being, it would be difficult to inherit the supreme power of this immortal's remains.

"The key lies in refining one's will and comprehending the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Techniques."

Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed like lightning as his divine sense swept over the surging Great Luo Will within his sea of ​​consciousness.

Now his soul is as bright and dazzling as the moon in the sky, and his vast divine consciousness sweeps across all directions like a tidal wave.

He had refined one-fifth of the Great Luo Divine Soul and Will, and every move he made exuded the Daoist charm of a true immortal.

His understanding of the principles of illusion and reality has progressed by leaps and bounds.

In just eight short years, he has already brought his laws to a state close to the later stage, and the immortal spiritual energy accumulated in his body is also quite remarkable.

This solid foundation allowed his cultivation to progress smoothly and without any obstacles or bottlenecks.

"call!"

He formed hand seals to guide the energy, and his body emanated a magnificent Daoist aura.

As the void trembled, the spiritual energy accumulated within the Qiankun Furnace for millennia erupted, continuously nourishing the limbs and bones.

Instantly, his skin shone with a radiant glow, and his bones faintly gleamed with a jade-like luster.

As the powerful spiritual energy surged through him, his meridians rose like dragons and snakes from the land, becoming increasingly resilient and transparent under the tempering of the immortal spiritual energy.

Within the dantian and purple palace, the yin and yang fish formed by the laws of emptiness and reality rapidly rotated.

Each movement resonates with the spiritual energy of the entire land.

As the spiritual energy was continuously refined, the Dao foundation within his sea of ​​consciousness resonated and trembled with the earth veins of the Nine Provinces.

The barren world, which had been eroded by the laws of the end times, has now regained a glimmer of life.

Time flies, and more than forty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared beyond the nine heavens.

But then the Great Luo Heavenly Dao’s single eye suddenly turned, its icy gaze flashing like lightning as it locked onto the figure sitting cross-legged on the Qiankun Furnace.

"Buzz!"

A mysterious wave rippled out from Zhao Wuji's body, and the spiritual energy ripples flickered under the erosion of the laws of the end times.

His figure shifted between reality and illusion, sometimes solid as a mountain, sometimes ethereal as clouds and smoke.

A vast and mighty spiritual power, surpassing all ages, swept across the eight directions like a tidal wave crashing against the shore!

Successfully transcended the tribulation!

Zhao Wuji suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze as deep and unfathomable as the sea.

He calmly raised his head, gazing at the distant, solitary eye of the Heavenly Dao.

In that instant, it felt as if I had traversed countless ages and was gazing at my past self across time.
He sensed the overwhelming power of the laws of the end times coming from all directions, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"More than forty years have passed, and the invasion of these laws of the end of Dharma has become even more severe. Could it be that the True Immortal of the End of Dharma is about to awaken?"

He couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency.

In an instant, his eyes flashed, and the Dao Foundation within his sea of ​​consciousness, which was already one with heaven and earth, radiated boundless clear light.

"Buzz!"

A vast and powerful force of illusory and real laws rippled out from his body, instantly enveloping the entire world.

In an instant, the landscape of China seemed to be dragged into a dreamlike illusion, becoming somewhat hazy and unreal.

The chilling, bone-chilling rules of the end times instantly sliced ​​through the reflection of the moon in the water like a sharp blade, most of its power penetrating the illusory world and returning to the desolate starry sky.

"cough"

A trickle of golden blood spilled from Zhao Wuji's lips, and the golden markings on his brow flickered uncertainly.

This profound method of distorting the essence of heaven and earth with the laws of illusion and reality is terrifyingly taxing on his magical power and mental strength, and cannot be sustained for long.

"We must break through to Mahayana Buddhism as soon as possible."

He wiped away the bloodstains, his eyes flashing like lightning as he looked up at the heavens. "Only when the laws are perfected, and the remaining twenty-two Earthly Fiend Techniques are thoroughly understood and cultivated to the perfect Dao realm, will there be a glimmer of hope."

Zhao Wuji's eyes flickered slightly, and with a gentle flick of his sleeves, the Purple Star Chart and the Sun and Moon Wheel floated in front of him.

The two treasures were shrouded in celestial light, their inner essence filled with swirling, ethereal energy.

"The gifts from these two predecessors will now come in handy."

He loosely clenched his fist, and the golden patterns of the Dao-intercepting technique appeared in his palm.

"laugh!"

The star chart and the Dao wheel trembled slightly at the same time, and two extremely pure immortal spiritual energies, like dragons emerging from the abyss, flowed into the dantian through the meridians.

In an instant, his limbs and bones felt as if they were soaking in a hot spring. The immortal spiritual energy accumulated during his tribulation stage continued to rise under the nourishment of this abundant immortal spiritual energy.
(End of this chapter)