Immortals of the End Times

Ten years passed in the blink of an eye.

Beyond the Nine Heavens, Zhao Wuji suddenly opened his eyes, golden light blazing in them, and his shout shook the void in all directions: "Heavenly Soul, return to your place!"

In an instant, a vast and unfathomable Great Luo will descended from the Heavenly Dao's single eye.

It seemed to transform into countless threads of light, like a reversed Milky Way, overlapping and intertwining with his figure.

In that instant, he seemed to overlap with the figures of the Second Heavenly Venerable Feng Xian, Guang Sha, and Yu Jing.

It also resembles the magnificent scene of Pangu creating the world, Nuwa creating humans, and Fuxi expounding the Tao after their figures overlap, reflecting on its own form.

In an instant, the vast expanse of time seemed to rush by, flowing around him.

"boom!"

The Heavenly Soul's will completely merged into the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

In that instant, Zhao Wuji felt as if his soul was being gripped tightly by the hand of Heaven.

Or rather, it's more like being stuffed inside a blazing sun.

Zhao Wuji's eyes changed drastically, and he felt excruciating pain in his soul, as if his very being was being roasted.

The divine consciousness underwent a frenzied transformation amidst excruciating pain, like a red-hot iron being repeatedly forged.

He could clearly sense that his mind was being violently transformed by some higher power.

His divine consciousness underwent a sudden transformation, like gold being forged in a raging fire, advancing towards the realm of the true immortal's will.

An irresistible spiritual power erupted from his body.

As the divine sense spread, the void trembled and cracked inch by inch, as if it could not withstand the terrifying pressure of this will.

Every inch of his flesh, bones, meridians, and even the billions of cells in his body were marked by this powerful will.

"This is the principle behind 'rebirth through bloodshed'."

Zhao Wuji calmly analyzed the changes in his physical body.

With his perspective as a time traveler, he easily understood why true immortals could be immortal.

It's like installing a cloud backup system in every single cell.

Even if the physical body is injured, it can be restored in an instant; as long as the will is not extinguished, the body will not be destroyed!

But the next moment, a bone-chilling cold swept over his entire body.

His eyes gradually turned into a cold, merciless golden color, and within them seemed to lie the cycle of heaven and the birth and death of all things.

The emotions that had been agitated by the influence of the six ancestral demons were now completely suppressed by the cold will of the Heavenly Soul, and majesty and ruthlessness spread like a tide.

It even began to erode his entire consciousness, causing his six souls to become restless and uneasy...

"The Heavenly Soul is too powerful; it's starting to affect my soul, thoughts, and emotions."

Zhao Wuji's heart sank suddenly, and the golden light in his eyes trembled slightly. His divine sense captured the phantom of the Heavenly Dao's Single Eye covering the frontal lobe of his brain.

The moment the Heavenly Soul returned to its place, it was as if an ancient divine mountain had crashed into the sea of ​​consciousness, shaking the six spirits and making the entire divine soul teeter on the verge of collapse.

That vast and unfathomable will of Heaven, at the moment of merging with his own soul, seemed to have a tendency to take the initiative and turn the tables, as if it wanted to completely exclude his human soul and earth soul!
"This Heavenly Soul is actually this domineering and powerful?"

His mind was shaken, and his spirit flickered like a candle flame in the wind.

Only now did he finally understand why, although the two previous Heavenly Venerables had their three souls merged, they had never completely refined their six spirits.

It wasn't that they were afraid of the filth and evil aura of the six great ancestral demons, but rather that the pressure from the Heavenly Soul, in particular, was too strong, which would make the six spirits uneasy!

The way of the spirit and soul lies in balance.

Once the souls clash, the consequences can range from being completely disoriented and losing one's magical powers.

In severe cases, the foundation of one's cultivation will collapse, and the path to immortality will be severed!
"No wonder."

Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed, and his Heavenly Soul in his Sea of ​​Consciousness hung high like a blazing sun, suppressing the Six Paths Ancestral Demon's origins, causing them to churn and surge like trapped beasts.

Only now did he truly understand why the Second Heavenly Venerable and others preferred to let the six souls wander rather than forcibly merge them.

This is not a choice between good and evil, but an insurmountable chasm that the three souls and six spirits are fundamentally incompatible!
If even the soul cannot find peace.
What's the point of talking about attaining immortality?
"The Heavenly Soul is too strong. If this problem is not solved, it will also be a challenge for me, unless I give up the six souls of the Great Luo and retain the six souls of my original self in this world."

But in this way…

Zhao Wuji frowned slightly.

Although it was only in the initial stage of refinement, this Heavenly Soul Will was already like a blazing sun, its power far surpassing that of his Human Soul and Earth Soul. All six of his souls were shaken and uneasy by its magnificent heavenly might.

If this problem cannot be solved, future cultivation will be severely hampered, and the ultimate goal of becoming a Celestial Venerable may be the limit.
"town!"

He suddenly activated the techniques of communicating with the spirits and exorcising demons.

Two golden beams, like dragons, coiled around the soul, barely stabilizing the turbulent spirit.

These two Earthly Fiend Techniques have already reached an unprecedented level, with immediate and remarkable effects.

The golden light from the netherworld transformed into a net that stretched across the heavens and the earth, with each golden line engraved with the Daoist script of the underworld, firmly anchoring the restless six souls.

The golden light that drove away the spirits condensed into a nine-tiered pagoda, briefly forcing the dissipating pressure of the Heavenly Soul back three inches!

However.
This is ultimately just a stopgap measure.

If his own soul is not strong enough, he will ultimately be unable to merge with the Heavenly Soul, and it will be even more difficult for his three souls and six spirits to truly harmonize.

"For now, this stalemate is the only option we can try."

His gaze darkened as he sensed the immense power of the Heavenly Soul within his sea of ​​consciousness.

With the intrusion of the Heavenly Soul's will, his divine consciousness has gradually transformed into the will of a True Immortal, causing his combat power to surge.

This will undoubtedly be a great help in dealing with the encroachment of the ripples of the Dharma-ending Age rules.

"and"

He is becoming increasingly certain.

Since the Nine Yin Nine Yang Pearls are not the key to breaking the deadlock.

Therefore, the real solution to the Grand Luo layout may very well lie in...

The three souls and six spirits unite as one!

The paths taken by the first and second generation Heavenly Venerables were to attain true immortality through different Daoist intentions, and then the three souls would return to one.

However, this path is inherently contrary to the refinement of the six souls.
If one's spirit and soul are unstable, it is difficult to attain true immortality.

The path taken by the first and second generation Heavenly Venerables was perhaps to first inherit the power of the Great Luo's remains by uniting the three gods, and then to complete the fusion of the six souls. This was the final step, and also the most dangerous one.

"The paths of the first and second Heavenly Venerables both failed, proving that they are no longer viable."

“Starting with the third generation of Zhao Zheng, they have been exploring other paths.”

"Now, I cannot repeat the same mistake. I cannot abandon the six souls for the sake of the Heavenly Soul."

He whispered to himself, his gaze flashing like lightning, and suddenly turned to the Qiankun Furnace floating in the void, abruptly forming a hand seal.

"open!"

With a shout, the stove lid was flung open with a crash!
In an instant, dozens of streaks of light shot out from the furnace like stars leaping into the sky, leaving dazzling trails in the void.

Star Marrow Pill!
These pills are crystal clear like glass, containing a deep blue starlight that sometimes swirls like nebulae and sometimes resembles the Milky Way.

Each one is made from extraterrestrial energy ore collected by the clone, refined in the Qiankun Furnace, and then transformed using the unprecedented techniques of boiling stones and manipulating pills.

When the elixir was completed, the sky was filled with starlight.

Although the potency of these elixirs is not as pure as that of immortal energy, they are abundant and satisfying.

Over the past decade, his two clones have nearly depleted two star resource points, and have refined over a thousand Star Marrow Pills.

Furthermore, by combining magical techniques with the Qiankun Furnace, a supreme medicine furnace, waste can be turned into treasure, accumulating little by little into great wealth!
These pills dissolve instantly upon entering the stomach, transforming into pure magical power that continuously nourishes the foundation of one's cultivation.

With the potency of this pill, if it were given to Daoist couples such as Hua Qingshuang and Yan Lan...
Even better results!

Leaving just a few hundred will be enough to help them break through to the Dao Integration Realm!

Unfortunately, the resources for refining such pills have been exhausted in the past ten years.

Moreover, in this degenerate age, even if Hua Qingshuang and Yan Lan break through, it will be of little benefit; on the contrary, they will be trapped in the degenerate age and only increase their consumption.

"I'll use the cultivation levels of the ladies first. It won't be too late to improve them later when I resolve the calamity of the end of Dharma."

Zhao Wuji rolled up his sleeves, opened his mouth and inhaled, dozens of Star Marrow Pills flowed into his stomach like a stream of light, and were instantly refined by his unprecedented ingestion technique.

"boom!!"

It felt as if a thunderclap exploded within his body; the moment the pill entered his stomach, it instantly transformed into a torrent of overwhelming medicinal power.

Each Star Marrow Pill exploded like a small star, releasing vast energy.

Within his meridians, magical power surged like molten mercury, emitting a deafening roar.

His body surface was immediately illuminated by a crystal-clear light, and beneath his skin, it seemed as if thousands of stars were flowing. His bones shone with a jade-like luster, and even his hair was entwined with Daoist charm.

"Buzz!"

Centered on him, spiritual energy within a radius of a thousand miles spontaneously converged, forming a visible vortex of spiritual energy.

A faint golden dragon phantom swirled within the vortex, and with each rotation, the magical power within his body became more concentrated.

The pressure from the Mahayana stage is rising steadily!
The lake of immortal spiritual energy within his dantian continued to expand, approaching the mid-stage of the cultivation realm.

A misty purple aura rose from the lake, from which golden lotuses condensed. Each blooming lotus made his aura even more profound.

What’s even more amazing is.

The space around him began to distort, and the laws of illusion and reality manifested on their own.

Sometimes it is as ethereal as a mirage, sometimes as solid as a mountain. In every gesture, there is a subtle, pervasive power that carries the weight of words and actions!
"call!"

After a long while, Zhao Wuji slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

This aura actually condensed in the void into a three-foot-long green sword, its blade half-solid and half-illusory, its sharpness fully revealed, and it lasted for a full three breaths before slowly dissipating.

"I'm just one step away from the mid-stage of Mahayana. Without the magic power of the Great Luo's remains, I'm still able to maintain the progress of my magic power cultivation by relying on various spells and the Qiankun Furnace to refine the starry sky, which is an unexpected surprise."

His eyes flashed like lightning as he focused his gaze inward at his dantian (lower abdomen).

That vast, ocean-like magical power was already approaching a certain critical point.

With just a little more accumulation, one can naturally break through to the middle stage of Mahayana!

But this is merely magical power; his cultivation of laws has already reached the Great Ascension stage under the guidance of the Great Luo's rules of illusion and reality.

Furthermore, after refining the Earth Soul and receiving the blessing of the Heaven Soul, part of the divine consciousness power was transformed into the will of a true immortal.

Calling him "Master Zhao" wouldn't be an exaggeration.

This is the essence of the Great Luo.

A moment later, a golden pattern flashed in his eyes, and his divine sense, empowered by his Heavenly Soul, burst forth, like the Heavenly Dao surveying, instantly piercing through to beyond the Nine Heavens. There, deep within the starry sky, ripples of the Laws of the End of Dharma surged forth like an inky tide, no more than a foot away from the Nine Provinces.

"It's finally here..."

Zhao Wuji's expression hardened, his eyes flashing like lightning.

Ten years have passed, and this ripple is finally approaching.

And so it came to the point where he had no choice but to stand alone and protect the Nine Provinces from calamity.

"Xu!"

He suddenly made a hand seal, and a clear shout, like the thunder of the Great Dao, reverberated throughout the heavens.

In an instant, the perfected level of the laws of illusion and reality descended like a curtain from the sky, instantly enveloping the entire land of Kyushu.

"Buzz!"

The void trembled, and mountains and rivers flickered in and out of view!
His divine consciousness and will were as vast as the single eye of the Heavenly Dao, transforming into an invisible hand that held sway over the universe.

With his cultivation level, he could only maintain the illusion of the entire Nine Provinces for a short while before collapsing due to the depletion of his magical power.

But now.

Blessed by the Heavenly Soul, his will is as deep as the abyss!
That immense will of Heaven, like a pillar supporting the sky, shared most of the energy expenditure for him, allowing him to maintain the ethereal state for a long time!
Under the influence of his laws, the mountains and rivers of the Nine Provinces are like flowers in a mirror or the moon in water, ever-changing and elusive, existing between reality and illusion.

A single thought can turn reality into illusion!

With a single thought, the illusory can be condensed into reality!

Such methods are almost at the level of a true immortal!

After carefully contemplating the situation for a moment and confirming that there was no danger, Zhao Wuji withdrew the law.

He looked up at the starry sky, his gaze piercing through endless distances, locking onto the surging dark tide of the end times.

"It will arrive in a few months at most..."

His expression was solemn, and the golden hexagrams of the Sprouting Technique flowed between his fingers as he deduced the exact timing.

This calamity is unavoidable!

However, he is no longer the same ignorant man he once was. In fact, in terms of combat strength and cultivation foundation, he has surpassed his predecessor, the third-generation Heavenly Venerable Zhao Zheng.

As long as it's not a true immortal of the Dharma-ending Age who is born now, he can still withstand even a ripple of the Dharma-ending Age rules!
He immediately sent out his divine sense, like a spring breeze sweeping across the nine heavens, and instantly landed in the minds of Hua Qingshuang and several other ladies.

"Ladies, I have finished my seclusion, but I still need to deal with some anomalies outside the stars for several months before I will return."

Inside the Daojun Temple in Beiyun Dizhou.

Hua Qingshuang was reviewing official documents with a pen in hand. Her cool eyebrows lifted slightly, and the vermilion ink on her fingertips paused. Her frosty eyes seemed to reflect the light of snow: "An anomaly beyond the starry sky?... Wuji, you should be careful."

She frowned slightly, and with a heavy touch of her pen on the jade book, the ink spread like plum blossoms, but was instantly frozen into ice flowers by the cold mist.

Inside the alchemy room of the Linlang Immortal Sect.

Yan Lan slammed the furnace lid shut, and the flames shot three zhang high: "Again? Last time you fooled me with a strand of hair, this time you're nowhere to be seen!"

"If I don't see you after a few months, I'll go to the Ninth Heaven to find you."

She put her hands on her hips and glared at the void, her fiery red skirt billowing with her breath. After a while, she muttered something and took out a jade slip. Using her finger as a pen, she fiercely engraved "owes double the time" and then quietly stuffed it into her sleeve.

In a medicinal herb garden in the mountains.

Xiaoyue was tiptoeing to remove pests from the spiritual plant when she heard the sound, her fingertips trembled, and dewdrops rolled down the tender leaves.

She hurriedly crouched down to catch it, not caring about the mud on her skirt. Looking at the shimmering water in her palm, she smiled and looked up at the sky: "My lord, remember to bring back a star when you return."

On the deck of the cloud boat.

Nan Zhixia and Li Shiyu stood side by side.

Upon hearing the voice transmission, the two looked at each other in surprise, then smiled at each other.

Nine heavens.

Zhao Wuji scanned the women's reactions with his divine sense, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

He had already noticed Yan Lan's little actions, and Xiao Yue's words had also reached his ears.

He chuckled softly, resting his hand on his forehead, and flicked a wisp of illusory Daoist energy with his finger, which transformed into starlight and fell towards the Nine Provinces, containing a miniature star carved from a Star Marrow Pill.

With the methods of a Mahayana Heavenly Venerable, he fulfilled the small request of the boy who had been drugged.

Several months have passed like sand slipping through my fingers.

Deep within the starry sky, the ripples of the end-of-days rules finally swept in.

Like an inky curtain of darkness crashing down, wherever it passed, stars vanished and spiritual energy was extinguished.

"coming!"

On the shoulder of the Great Luo's remains, Zhao Wuji suddenly opened his eyes. The golden patterns in his eyes swirled like the sun, and his aura was as deep and imposing as a mountain.

"boom!"

He suddenly stood up, took a step beyond the nine heavens, his green robe fluttering, his long hair flying like a waterfall, and faced alone the dark tide of the end times that blotted out the sky.

"Heaven and earth, emptiness!"

He suddenly made a hand seal and shouted, which shook the heavens and the earth!

In an instant, the laws of illusion and reality surged forth from his body like a reversed galaxy, faintly revealing the true meaning of the "protection of the world" of the Vast Mansion Heavenly Venerable's Vast Mansion Law.

It is an application of its own laws of illusion and reality.

The illusory images of countless magnificent palaces and pavilions unfold layer upon layer, as if to support an unbreakable sky for all living beings.

The land of China and its countless lives all vanished in that instant, like a mirage, ethereal and dreamlike.

The mountains are like ink wash paintings, and the rivers are like silver gauze swaying in the breeze.

The figures of billions of living beings are as hazy as mayflies in the mist, yet they are firmly anchored by dual laws in the gap between reality and illusion.

This ensures that this illusory world, like a reflection in a mirror or the moon in the water, always maintains a mysterious connection with the real world.

The entire world entered a realm of illusion, and under his protection, it was spared the erosion of the end times.

His figure, however, was as solid as a mountain, standing tall and unyielding, blocking the black tide of the end-of-days rules, and not retreating an inch!

"boom!!!"

The black tide roared furiously, like billions of demonic dragons devouring the sky, tearing through the void in an instant and crashing fiercely into Zhao Wuji.

"Reality!"

His eyes shone with a fierce light, and his arms suddenly spread out. As his sleeves rolled up, the illusory and real Daoist charms rotated like yin and yang fish, condensing into a sky-reaching barrier in front of him.

"Shhh!!"

The dark tide of the end times swept in, the power of the laws piercing through like billions of steel needles, cracking the void inch by inch, and extinguishing all spiritual energy.

Zhao Wuji's body was like a candle flame in the wind, his skin glowing with a glassy luster, yet under the erosion of the black tide, gray-white cracks appeared, as if porcelain was about to shatter.

"Humph!"

His eyes flashed like lightning, the golden patterns on his brow burned fiercely, and his immortal energy surged like mercury, forcefully resisting the onslaught of the black tide.

"A mere ripple, not the descent of a true immortal, yet you dare to destroy my Nine Provinces?!"

Zhao Wuji roared, his hands suddenly clasped together, and the Heavenly Soul Will within his body erupted like a blazing sun. His vast divine consciousness transformed into an invisible giant hand, tearing apart the black tide!

"Give it to me, disperse!"

His voice was like thunder, shattering the clouds and seas of the heavens!

In an instant, the laws of illusion and reality descended like a celestial sword, cleaving a ten-thousand-foot-deep chasm in the center of the black tide.

The rules of the Dharma-ending Age are like snow melting and dissipating under the blazing sun.

His figure was like a god descending to earth, standing tall in the void, his power undiminished, his eyes burning with the fierce fighting spirit of a raging inferno.

"boom!!"

The black tide surged and converged once more, crashing down like a colossal wave.

"Come again!"

Zhao Wuji laughed loudly. In his sea of ​​consciousness, the Heavenly Soul Will crashed down like a pillar of heaven, merging with the laws of illusion and reality, transforming into a magnificent half-immortal pressure, which was poured entirely into the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass.

The nine-leaf sword grass flew out with a clang.

The nine blades of grass suddenly unfurled, each one a galaxy hanging upside down, with golden light of the true immortal's will flowing between the veins, bursting forth with a sharpness that made the whole world tremble!
"The cycle of illusion and reality turns, all laws return to nothingness, break!"

A roar shook the heavens.

The sword grass swelled in the wind, its nine leaves rotating like a celestial wheel grinding through the void.

The four leaves on the left reveal the true form of the moon, and the moonlight condenses into a frosty blade.

Five leaves on the right side burst forth with the essence of the great sun, and the blazing sun forges the spine of the sword.

Where the sun and moon shine together, the laws of illusion and reality intertwine like yin and yang fish entwined around the sword, eventually condensing into a line of light that seemed to pierce the sky at the edge of a blade of grass!
"Tsk!"

Where the sword flashed, the black tide was torn apart like rotten silk.

The rules of the end times emitted a piercing shriek, and countless black threads writhed wildly like dying venomous snakes, but they disintegrated inch by inch under the sword light of the sun and moon, turning into a flurry of black snowflakes.

Although the landscape of the Nine Provinces is an illusion, at this moment, the image of a sword reaching the heavens is reflected amidst the rumbling of the earth's veins.

"Phew, thankfully, it's not too difficult to break."

Zhao Wuji exhaled softly, his sword fingers retracting slightly, the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass still trembling and humming.

Suddenly, a chilling cold that seemed to freeze one's very soul exploded from the spine, a frantic warning sign from the Sprout Technique.

A will far more terrifying than the Black Tide pierced through the endless starry sky, crushing down like the collapse of the heavens!

"boom!"

The void collapsed with a roar, like a fragile ice surface, cracking open inch by inch with dark, spiderweb-like fissures.

The scattered black snowflakes suddenly converged like billions of venomous snakes, condensing into a gigantic, dark hand that blotted out the sky in the starry sky.

In the palm of the giant hand, a scarlet vertical pupil suddenly opened!

Deep within those pupils, a terrifying scene, resembling nine layers of purgatory, was reflected.

Deep within those pupils, nine layers of purgatory were reflected, each layer containing the floating and sinking remains of shattered immortals.

The mere sight of him caused Zhao Wuji's crystal-clear body to burst open with spiderweb-like bloodstains, alarm bells blaring in his mind, and his expression drastically changed.

"A True Immortal in the Dharma-Ending Age!?"
(End of this chapter)