Immortals of the End Times

As a long-forgotten scene from the depths of Da Luo's memory suddenly tore open his sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhao Wuji's mind was in turmoil. He could only see the Nine Yin Nine Yang Pearls bursting with blazing silver light in the dim starry sky in the medicine furnace.

The seemingly younger and more handsome True Immortal of the End of Dharma swept his sleeves, and the furnace lid was suddenly blown off, revealing a galaxy vortex of eighteen precious pearls intertwined inside.

"This treasure is destined for me."

He laughed loudly, raised his hand and made a hand seal, as if crushing the void.

A deep passage, entwined with bright Dao patterns, opened up deep within the medicine furnace, instantly swallowing all the light.

"Liujia Qimen!"

In the scene, the body of the Great Luo, now much smaller, pursued after them, making hand seals and shouting wildly. The Heavenly Gang Dao Patterns danced wildly like golden snakes, forcefully tearing open a gap in the closed passage, forming the coordinates of an entrance to the True Immortal Realm.

But the moment he entered, the entire space suddenly solidified into amber.

"Hey!"

Billions of chains of the end times pierced out of nothingness, each chain ending in a phantom of a star.

The pale white finger bones of the True Immortal of the End of Dharma fell like a spear of divine punishment, his eyes filled with venom and ruthlessness.

"die!!"

boom! !

Instantly, those stars whose star souls had been extracted transformed into pale meteors, crashing down with a deathly silence that annihilated all laws.

The memories in Zhao Wuji's mind shattered instantly amidst the explosion of countless stars.

Only the hoarse echo of the True Immortal of the End of Dharma reverberated: "Great Luo Immortal, you are already like a turtle in a jar. This entire universe is my hunting ground."

Zhao Wuji's Dao heart was shaken, and only now did he realize...

It turns out that this place was the first place of enlightenment discovered by the True Immortals of the Dharma-ending Age.

Back then, Da Luo was an outsider who had broken into this world.

"Star Burial!"

Just then, the surroundings under the stars became clear again.

As before, the True Immortal of the End of Dharma let out a low shout, and his pale white finger bones suddenly rose high, causing the rules of the End of Dharma that were wrapped around his body to boil as black as ink.

Hundreds of millions of pitch-black chains pierced through the void, each chain ending in a phantom of a star.

"Crash!"

The sound of the chains vibrating resounded throughout the universe. The stars whose star souls had been extracted showed spiderweb-like cracks on their surfaces, and the starlight inside was being frantically drawn out by the chains like blood.

"Destroy!"

As the withered claws of the Immortal of the End of Dharma fell, the entire starry sky seemed to be crumpled by an invisible giant hand.

As if their star souls had been ripped away, countless stars crashed down with a deathly silence that annihilated all laws!
A warning bell rang in Zhao Wuji's heart, but his expression remained as cold as an ancient, icy pool.

His towering body suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light, his immortal energy mobilized to its limit.

"Shifting Stars and Changing Constellations!"

With his left hand forming a hand seal, his five fingers spread wide, he manipulated the movement of the stars in the heavens, causing the thousands of star shadows that were coming to shake and impact to shift accordingly.

The seven main stars of the Big Dipper suddenly dropped their starlight, weaving together to form a Milky Way barrier in front of him.

"Whip mountains and move rocks!"

With a flick of his right palm, he forcefully pulled up a tributary of the opponent's star shadow, as if he had grasped a long whip of starlight.

Where the whip tip swept, the void was torn apart like rotten silk, and a chaotic gale crashed into the Star Burial Torrent.

"boom!"

The first colliding star phantom exploded into a dazzling rain of light, and the hundreds of star phantoms that came into contact with it shattered simultaneously, the resulting energy turbulence turning the entire 100,000-mile-long starry sky a fiery white.

The rules of the Dharma-ending Age, like the hissing of thousands of venomous snakes, frantically gnawed at the star barrier.

Zhao Wuji let out a muffled groan, his body trembled slightly, and his right palm slammed down.

The torrent of starlight was immediately blocked and collided with by the tributary moved by the Whip Mountain Technique, resulting in a violent explosion!

"boom!"

The stalemate lasted no more than a snap of the fingers before the Starbone Whip shattered with a deafening roar.

The remaining torrent of starbursts descended like divine punishment, instantly engulfing the towering immortal body.

"puff!"

Golden blood gushed out like a bursting dam from the huge hole that pierced his chest.

The Daoist principles of illusion and reality flickered wildly at the edge of the wound, yet they could never heal the terrifying wound that was entangled with the rules of the end of Dharma.

At the critical moment, he suddenly made a hand seal and stabbed into the void: "Turning the earth into steel!"

"Keng!"

The entire starry sky suddenly solidified like black iron.

The approaching star shadow was immediately slumped in as if trapped in quagmire, its speed decreasing drastically.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhao Wuji activated the Heavenly Gang Technique and flew away, his figure flashing continuously between reality and illusion, leaving behind a broken, mirror-like afterimage with each movement.

"Boom!"

The aftershocks of the Star Burial grazed past his afterimage, but suddenly changed direction and rushed straight towards Kyushu behind him.

Zhao Wuji looked indifferently at the Nine Provinces.

The countless Dao veins of the Nine Provinces and their surrounding mountains and rivers lit up in his divine consciousness like meridians, and every inch of land connected to his Dao foundation trembled and wailed.

Even without any emotion at the moment, I still felt the importance of the relationship.

His towering figure solidified and reappeared, blocking the path before Xingzang.

"break!"

Zhao Wuji's fist strikes are like a dragon!
The muscles in his right arm bulged like a reversed galaxy, each punch carrying the power to crush stars.

Wherever the fist passed, the void cracked open with spiderweb-like fissures, and the turbulent energy flow turned a hundred thousand miles of star field into daylight.

"Spreading beans makes an army!"

He suddenly waved his sleeve, like clouds hanging from the sky.

Eleven clones instantly shattered the void and arrived.

The first clone held up the Qiankun Furnace with both hands, and the nine dragon patterns on the furnace body awakened at the same time.

The furnace lid was lifted, and the Chaos True Fire burst forth like a celestial river bursting its banks, burning the starlight with a hissing sound and leaving charred marks in the void.

The other nine clones each occupied a region, and mountains, rivers, states, birds, beasts, insects, and fish appeared on the body of the cauldron.

The remaining clone wielded the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, and as the leaves spun, they unleashed Heaven-Opening Sword Qi, carving out nine galaxy-like ravines in the starry sky!
"clang!"

The ear-piercing sound of shattering echoed throughout the world.

The illusory images of mountains and rivers on the surface of the Nine Tripods were the first to crack, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the bodies of the tripods.

The Nine-Leaf Sword Grass emitted a mournful clang, and the edges of its leaves were corroded and charred.

These two treasures are not true treasures of the Immortal Realm, but only treasures of a minor world. They are extremely difficult to resist the overwhelming tide of the end-of-days rules.

At this moment, even the Chaos True Fire of the Qiankun Furnace was suppressed and flickering.

"Click, click."

Even though the Nine Provinces below were protected by illusory rules, they still began to tremble violently.

Numerous spiritual veins snapped one after another like strings on a musical instrument, and the Hundred Thousand Mountains collapsed in the aftershocks.

Through the gap between reality and illusion, one can see human cities collapsing like building blocks, and rivers overflowing, causing devastating floods.

In the critical moment, Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed with golden light, his palms clasped together, and the last surge of powerful immortal energy within him erupted: "Manipulate Creation!"

The Dao patterns condensed by the Heavenly Gang Method bloomed like the blazing sun.

The star shadows attacking from all directions suddenly seemed to sink into a quagmire, twisting and deforming under the great power of creation.

Those extracted star souls were given new life and transformed into a dazzling galaxy that surged back!

"Crash!"

The reversed Milky Way flowed like a silver waterfall, each resurrected star trailing a trail of light that was both real and illusory, tearing a gaping hole in the dark sky.

"Zheng!!"

At that very moment.

The Nine-Leaf Sword Grass hummed and trembled, its sword chant resounding throughout heaven and earth.

"Small, small, small!!"

With a low shout, Zhao Wuji's ten-thousand-foot-tall body suddenly collapsed, turning into a mustard seed of dust under the blessing of the 'Size and Size As You Wish' Heavenly Gang Technique. He moved with his sword, becoming one with it.

The interplay of reality and illusion flowed like smoke and mist, and a sword light flashed continuously between reality and illusion.

Wherever it passed, it left behind countless mirror-like afterimages, and countless deadly attacks of the end times all missed their mark.

"Seeing through the wall!"

A sudden glint of light flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes.

Another Heavenly Gang Technique transformed into a divine light that pierced through illusions, tearing through the void and revealing weaknesses.

Within the half-body of the True Immortal of the End of Dharma, a crack in the rules, entwined with scarlet resentment, was clearly visible.

It was the Dao injury left by the previous Great Luo Immortal!
"cut!"

The Nine-Leaf Sword Grass suddenly shot out between reality and illusion, flashing continuously and bursting forth with a heaven-shattering sharpness. Wherever the sword light passed, the void was torn apart like rotten silk.

"Crack!"

The severed body of the True Immortal of the End of Dharma exploded with a deafening roar, the black blood splattering so deeply that even the stars were corroded with gaping holes. "No!!"

The True Immortal of the End of Dharma roared with half his face contorted in a mad rage, and a large amount of End of Dharma rules, resembling black threads, gushed out from the wound, transforming into chains that coiled around the Nine Tribulations Sword Grass like dying venomous snakes.

The Nine Tribulations Sword Grass immediately groaned and trembled, its leaves withering and curling up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, gray and white patterns appeared on Zhao Wuji's crystal body, and the majestic immortal energy disappeared like the receding tide.

"Nine breaths to absorb the Qi!"

He suddenly let out a long howl, and used hand seals to perform the Heavenly Gang Technique, which was sublimated from guiding and ingesting techniques.

The stars in the heavens simultaneously shed their primordial energy.

Nine white rainbows shot from his mouth and nose into his dantian, instantly causing the withered Immortal Spirit Lake to surge and be reborn, with golden lotuses blooming one after another on its surface.

Even more astonishingly, his eyes were cold and ruthless, and his limbs suddenly emitted a blinding blood-red light.

"Seven Arrows with Nailhead!"

"puff!"

His left arm suddenly broke off, transforming into a crimson arrow that pierced the brow of the True Immortal of the End of Dharma, while his right leg solidified into a black arrow nail that locked his throat.

As the last two limbs transformed into two golden and silver arrows, the two arrows crossed to form a cross of heavenly punishment, crashing into the heart of the True Immortal of the End of Dharma!

"Boom!"

Where the four arrows landed, a ten-thousand-foot-long Immortal Burial Array suddenly appeared in the void.

The array patterns were like billions of intertwined chains, each chain wrapped with Zhao Wuji's burning life-giving flames.

At the center of the formation, the remnant body of the True Immortal of the End of Dharma began to dissolve inch by inch, like a candle flame encountering a strong wind.

"Extract the vital energy!"

Although Zhao Wuji had lost all four limbs, he stood in mid-air, and a chaotic vortex that could absorb all things burst forth from between his brows.

It unleashed a soul-devouring, overwhelming power.

"Do not!!"

As the True Immortal of the End of Dharma screamed in agony, the very source of his life force was forcibly extracted.

Within that distorted black mist, the scene of the Ninefold Purgatory collapsing could be vaguely seen.

"boom!!"

The half-body of the True Immortal of the End of Dharma instantly disintegrated. The rules of the End of Dharma that had been entangled for tens of thousands of years now writhed wildly like dying venomous snakes, but turned into pale ashes in the chaotic vortex.

"Wow!"

The entire starry sea was silent.

The dark tide of the end times, which has shrouded the universe for tens of thousands of years, is now like morning dew meeting the blazing sun.

In the pitch-black starry sky, countless crystalline streaks of light appeared.

The swallowed starlight surged forth from the cracks like a bursting dam in a celestial river.

The shattered chains of rules transformed into shimmering fragments of light, flowing like a river among the newly reborn stars.

"I see."

Zhao Wuji exhaled, his gaze sweeping across the shattered starry sky like lightning, his icy Dao heart suddenly becoming clear.

These rules of the end times that surround the True Immortal of the End Times are actually the very rules that the other party created by simulating this vast universe in the past.

Vast emptiness, devoid of inspiration.

Thousands of stars float like isolated islands, separated by billions of miles.

This ancient and desolate essence of the universe is the perfect breeding ground for the end times!
"But the great power of the universe is not limited to the Dharma-ending Age alone?"

He looked up into the deeper, more mysterious starry sky.

Black holes devour stars and the moon; this is called absorption.

Nebulae give birth to all things; this is creation.

Even more so, there are chaotic vortexes that distort spacetime.
"boom!"

His broken body, lacking limbs, suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light.

As the Nine Breaths Breathing Heavenly Gang Technique was activated, the stellar energy within a million-mile radius flowed like rivers into the sea.

Countless streams of silvery-white light pierced through the void and flowed into his dantian through his seven orifices.

In the distance, several natal stars suddenly dimmed, and the fire within their cores went out as if it had been drained.

"Bringing the dead back to life."

Zhao Wuji suddenly made a hand seal, and his indifferent Daoist voice resounded through the starry sky.

The transformative power of the Heavenly Gang Method was like a gentle spring breeze.

At the severed limbs, flesh and blood grew wildly, instantly reshaping his crystal-clear body.

Beneath that newly formed skin, a faint, shimmering light, like the movement of stars, flickered.

However, he had already directly transformed the essence of the stars into healing resources.

There is no other way.

Otherwise, given the barren environment of this world, which has been ravaged by the end of the Dharma for so long, it would be difficult for his limbs to recover quickly.

Time has no end.

Zhao Wuji sat cross-legged in the void, his body surrounded by illusory figures that swirled like a mirage.

Golden immortal blood surged within his crystal-clear body.

His broken bones and meridians have long been reshaped by his great power of creation.

In that moment of sitting, several months passed by in a flash.

In a daze, even the few familiar, faint calls in his sea of ​​consciousness seemed to gradually fade away.

It seems that with the annihilation of the True Immortals of the End of Dharma, many things have even lost their meaning of existence.

Only the cold starlight eternally illuminates his near-perfect immortal body.

Meanwhile, within the Nine Provinces world at this moment.

"Boom!"

The earth's veins trembled like an angry dragon turning over, and the Hundred Thousand Mountains continued to shake from time to time in the aftershocks of the earthquake.

The turmoil caused by the previous battle between True Immortals is still showing its negative effects several months later.

Rivers changed course, and cities fell.

Even more terrifying is that although the dark energy of the end times that had seeped into the Nine Provinces has dissipated, it still acts like the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing many low-level spiritual veins to shatter.

Even some of the top-tier spiritual veins have shown signs of decline.

At this moment, at the edge of the Nine Heavens.

"How is Wuji doing now?"

Hua Qingshuang stood in the sky, her frosty eyes filled with worry, her delicate hands tightly clutching her slightly protruding belly.

Beneath that moon-white Taoist robe, the curves of a celestial fetus already formed, three months into its gestation.

Yan Lan's fiery red silk skirt fluttered in the wind, her phoenix eyes fixed on the sky: "Could he really be as despicable as he says? If this brat really dares to forget us, to start something and then abandon us, I..."

"No! My husband wouldn't!"

Nan Zhixia quickly interrupted her, and Li Shiyu, who was standing to the side, also looked gloomy. Xiao Yue's face was ashen, and her almond-shaped eyes were fixed on the scene outside the Nine Heavens. She looked extremely worried and asked.

"Senior Cangyunzi, is it really impossible for us to go out and search for my husband now?"

"Boom!"

Beyond the nine heavens, the laws of illusion and reality surged like tides, distorting the entire starry sky into a hazy dreamscape.

Cang Yunzi, standing to the side, held a whisk in his hand, his old eyes fixed on the distorted void beyond the sky.

There seemed to be thousands of mirrors overlapping there, each crack reflecting a regular pattern that made one's heart race.

"This...this seems to be a law, or even a power stronger than this old man can comprehend, forming a barrier."

His beard trembled, and his withered hand tentatively reached out. A beam of spiritual light shot from his fingertips vanished silently before it even touched the sky.

"Don't come near!"

Wentian Daojun suddenly pulled Cangyunzi back, his expression serious: "Zhao Tianzun's move... I'm afraid it has already surpassed the power of laws. I estimate that even a Dao Integration cultivator who breaks in will be instantly wiped out!"

"That brat!"

Yan Lan's phoenix eyes seemed to spit fire, but her heart was filled with anxiety and worry. "What happened to the agreed-upon telepathic communication? Why is there no response no matter how we call out to him?"

"My husband..."

Nan Zhixia's voice trembled unusually, and her delicate hand unconsciously touched her lower abdomen, where a newborn celestial fetus was being conceived.

All five women simultaneously recalled the conversation in the palace that day, and the solitary figure stepping into the starry sky.

Is it
He has truly become a cold, ethereal being, wandering in the endless universe, no longer remembering his way home.
"Wow!"

At that very moment, the cloud barrier of the Nine Heavens was suddenly torn apart like a curtain.

The roots of the thousands-of-foot-tall demon tree clone, like a dragon soaring through the sky, instantly transformed into the size of an ordinary person. Its face, identical to Zhao Wuji's, was now solemnly gazing at the interwoven reality and illusion of the starry sky.

"Unrestrained!"

When Hua Qingshuang and the other three women saw the figure of the demon tree clone, they were all delighted and gathered around it.

The demon tree avatar looked at the five women, its gaze softening slightly. Then, it frowned slightly and shook its head, saying, "My current condition is not good."

(End of this chapter)