Immortals of the End Times

Chapters 136-139-140: Fu Dan Controls the Enemy, I Am the Chess Player, I Counterattack and Kill the Elder (Two Chapters Combined into One, Please Subscribe)

"This aura is very similar to..."

Zhao Wuji's pupils contracted slightly. The powerful aura he sensed was exactly the same as the aura he had felt in the side hall of the Affairs Hall yesterday.

It seems to be the spiritual energy fluctuation of some elder from the grotto-heaven.

He pondered for a while, then suddenly his fingertips formed a hand seal, and the invisibility spell enveloped his entire body like ripples on water, causing his figure to completely disappear on the cliff where the gale howled.

"Keep a secret for now."

He retreated silently to a more secluded spot, leaving only Xiong Ba circling outside as his eyes and ears.

At the bottom of the cliff, beside the river.

"Buzz!"

A blue-robed disciple suddenly pressed down on the trembling jade talisman at his waist, his expression changing slightly.

"not good!"

He suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with cold light, and shouted sharply, "The fiend Zhao Wuji of the Linglang Cave Heaven has arrived! Quickly set up the formation! Defend with all your might!"

Before he finished speaking, the other five cultivators instantly became alert.

Without saying a word, the corpse drivers slapped open the coffins behind them. Amidst the surging black mist, several armored corpse puppets burst out of the coffins, their bodies exuding a menacing aura!

"Ho-"

The corpse puppets growled, their steps stiff yet swift, spreading out like iron towers to form a menacing defensive line.

"There's been movement so quickly?"

Zhao Wuji observed the scene below through Xiong Ba and was somewhat surprised, sensing that something was wrong.

It seems that Yunfeng Cave Heaven received some news and learned that cultivators from Linlang Cave Heaven might be coming. They notified the disciples who were setting up the formation.

His knuckles clenched unconsciously.

The intelligence center of Yunfeng Cave Heaven was able to accurately grasp the mission movements of Linlang Cave Heaven.

This means that he has likely become a fish caught in the net.

The familiar aura from a thousand feet away, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, made him instantly realize the truth.

He sneered and his figure disappeared into the forest below like a ghost.

Take a pat on the storage bag.

As the sleeves fluttered, eight array flags emerged one after another, tracing mysterious paths in the air.

Immediately afterwards, twelve pills engraved with blood-red runes floated in the air, echoing the array flags.

"Qi-Suppressing Illusionary Dream, arise!"

As he pointed his sword, the bewildering mist of the Dream Marriage Technique and the binding power of the Qi Restriction Technique intertwined, transforming the area of ​​more than ten feet into an illusion where reality and illusion were indistinguishable.

Zhao Wuji disappeared into the formation, his aura instantly merging with the vegetation.

The information from Xiong Ba's vision could still be clearly transmitted.

At this moment, on a hillside eight hundred feet away, Elder Liang was playing with a crimson spirit pearl in his hand, his brows furrowed, his gaze repeatedly sweeping over the situation at Wind Howling Cliff in the distance: "Strange, that kid hasn't arrived yet?"

Thinking of Zhao Wuji's cultivation level, his brows relaxed again. "After all, this kid is only at the fourth level of Qi Refining. After leaving the cave, he can't fly fast even if he conserves his spiritual energy. It's normal that he's not as fast as me."

As he pondered this, the spirit bead between his fingers slowly rotated, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes.

Since that kid was late, he was no longer in a hurry.

This is a perfect opportunity to properly plan how to deal with this arrogant and ignorant junior apprentice Zhao.

The secret letter from the Empress of Xuan Kingdom half a month ago still ignites his anger when he thinks about it.

The pawn he personally promoted to the rank of queen has become increasingly unruly over the years and is on the verge of slipping out of his control.

If Zhao Wuji hadn't intervened, why would that lowly maid have bowed her head and begged for help?

"I should thank this kid, though."

Elder Liang smiled sinisterly, and a wisp of blood suddenly shot out from the spirit pearl between his fingers.

Using Yunfeng Cave to teach Zhao Wuji a lesson is truly a brilliant plan that kills two birds with one stone.

It can both complete the hunting mission and avenge that wretched maid.

If he were to strike too hard, a cold glint would flash in his eyes, and either way, it would be Yunfeng Cave Heaven's fault.

just
Elder Liang frowned slightly at the thought of Zhou Qu's affair being exposed.

Without a scapegoat, if Zhao Wuji were to perish here, that fiercely protective Hua Qingshuang would be in serious trouble.
“So be it,” he stroked his long beard, and Lingzhu returned to calm. “Let’s spare his life for now.”

His eyelids drooped slightly, and he felt depressed.

The scapegoat that was carefully designed was actually discovered and exposed by Junior Nephew Zhao first, which was truly unlucky.

"Buzz!"

The communication talisman in his sleeve flickered, and He Ming's anxious voice came through: "Senior Brother Liang, I'm tied up with trivial matters and I'm afraid I won't be able to get back until tonight."

"It doesn't matter."

Elder Liang interrupted, a meaningful smile playing on his lips, "Our junior nephew Zhao hasn't arrived yet either."

Zhao Wuji, hidden within the formation, narrowed his eyes slightly, his fingertips lightly tracing the scene transmitted back by Xiong Ba.

The aura of the dormant powerhouse remained unchanged, and there was nothing unusual about the surroundings.

"it's time."

With a swift movement, like a gentle breeze brushing across a cliff, he silently swept downwards.

The location of the key point of the Nine-Bend Yellow Sand Formation had already been seen by Xiong Ba.

Our mission is not to break through the enemy lines, but to seize their territory.

"Control the people first, then control the formation."

A cold glint flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes, and his figure disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Zhao Wuji's figure, as ethereal as smoke and mist, silently drifted down to the bottom of the cliff under the cover of invisibility magic.

On the riverbank, a disciple of Yunfeng was focused on setting up an array, completely unaware of the danger approaching.

"Swish, swish—"

Xiong Ba suddenly flapped his wings and landed on an ancient tree on the shore, his jet-black wings gleaming with a metallic sheen in the sunlight.

The Yunfeng disciple noticed the commotion and turned around. Upon seeing the unusually large myna bird, his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Ba!" Xiong Ba tilted his head, a mocking smile playing on his beak. "Gah!"

The disciple of Yunfeng felt a chill run down his spine, sensing that the bird's gaze was strange, as if it were mocking him.

Before he could react, a wave of weariness washed over him.

In a daze, it seemed as if the sound of a clear spring echoed in my mind, but I couldn't make out the words.

His consciousness continued to plummet, as if sinking into a bottomless abyss.
"Open your mouth."

Zhao Wuji's figure emerged from the shadows of the trees, his voice as soft as a dream.

The disciple opened his mouth blankly, like a puppet on a string.

A talisman pill, glowing with a faint light, was flicked from Zhao Wuji's hand and flew into the air.

The strange patterns on Dan's body resembled countless wriggling insects.

The dark runes formed by the power of the Taoist medicine talisman slithered through the opponent's meridians like living snakes, and in the blink of an eye, they bound the yin spirit in the spiritual platform.

As Zhao Wuji flicked his finger and dispelled the Dream Marriage Technique, the Cloud Phoenix True Inheritor's eyelids trembled slightly, as if waking from a deep dream.

"you"

The other person's eyes were clear and normal, but showed no change when they saw Zhao Wuji's face.

Only by using the technique of seeing into the spirit world can one see the vengeful spirit struggling frantically within that body.

Like a flying insect trapped in amber, it cannot break free no matter how much it flaps its wings.

"The art of soul-capturing is nothing more than this."

Zhao Wuji watched coldly, his mind able to sense the faint tremors emanating from the runes.

Given the strength of this Yunfeng disciple's soul, it would take at least five days to break free of the restraints without external assistance.

Compared to the rudimentary pill control technique he gave Nan Zhixia, his Netherworld Talisman Pill combined with the Netherworld Technique was worlds apart.

Even more intriguing is that the Dream of Marriage runes hidden within the talisman are subtly altering memories.

Once the effects of the drug wear off, this experience of being manipulated will evaporate like morning dew, leaving no trace.
"If you can't stand it, just activate the assassin restriction."

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

This method is far more domineering than the mind-controlling techniques and soul-controlling pills commonly used in those grotto-heavens. It does not require the gradual, subtle influence of boiling a frog in warm water; it can force a puppet to its death in an instant.

Of course, such ruthless methods also have their drawbacks.

The duration of the restriction is far less than that of those subtle mind-control techniques.

However, in terms of its immediate effectiveness, it is comparable to the Life and Death Talisman technique combined with the pills in Yunfeng Cave Heaven, and is even more domineering and covert.
"Let's go and give my orders."

Zhao Wuji waved his hand, and his figure quickly disappeared into the air.

A short while later, in another grove of trees.

Two corpse drivers are directing the armored corpse puppets to adjust their positions.

Suddenly, one of the corpse puppets turned around abruptly, its iron claws like knives, and grabbed one of the people's shoulders.

"What are you doing?!" the corpse driver roared, but then he saw a glint of ghostly light flash in the corpse puppet's eyes.

The corpse driver suddenly felt drowsy.

Zhao Wuji emerged from the shade of the trees behind the grove.

It turns out that he did not directly attack the corpse driver, but instead manipulated the corpse puppet to influence its master.

The corpse puppet's spiritual power was connected to that of the corpse driver, and at this moment it became the medium for his reverse invasion.

"Not good!" The other corpse driver sensed something was wrong and was about to cast a spell, but in the next instant his consciousness sank into a dark dream.

Dealing with these corpse-driving people who are at the first or second level of Qi cultivation is incredibly easy.

Zhao Wuji then vanished again, leaving quietly.

He then used the same method, and as the light flickered at his fingertips, the remaining two corpse drivers and Yunfeng Zhenchuan fell one after another.

At this point, all the disciples of Yunfeng Cave Heaven were turned into puppets in his hands, but just then...

"Well"

Zhao Wuji frowned slightly, a sharp pain shooting through his mind.

Although the six yin spirits struggled like trapped beasts, their strength was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

However, this continued resistance caused the spiritual power of the Spirit Communication Technique to drain away rapidly, like sand in an hourglass.

"More than thirty streams of spiritual energy per day."

Zhao Wuji calculated with his fingers, then suddenly let out a cold laugh, "Forget it."

With a flick of his sleeve, the ghostly patterns on the four corpse drivers vanished.

Keeping such trash around is a waste of spiritual energy and requires more effort to manage. It would be enough to have two true disciples to control it.

When the four of them came to their senses, they thought they had just dozed off, completely unaware that they had just narrowly escaped disaster because they were "too useless".

The memories of the struggling spirits had long been erased completely by the Dream Marriage Rune.
at this time.

A Yunfeng disciple controlled by Zhao Wuji coldly ordered: "Move the array eye to the Xun position, and arrange the corpse puppets in the four directions to hold the array."

Several corpse drivers rubbed their aching heads. Although they found it strange, they didn't doubt it further since their "senior brother" had already given the order. They followed his instructions and moved the corpse puppets to change the array flags.

Little did they know that at this very moment, Zhao Wuji had secretly and quietly embedded the array flags and array plates of the Qi-Suppressing Illusionary Dream Array into the Nine-Bend Yellow Sand Array.

Once triggered, the entire formation will become his perfect prison.

On the other side, Elder Liang, still waiting for his prey, stood withered on the mountaintop, his knuckles unconsciously tapping the jade talisman at his waist.

The Yunfeng disciples in the distance were frequently manipulating the formation, but Zhao Wuji was nowhere to be seen.

He frequently looked back towards the direction of the Linglang Cave, his brows furrowed deeply.

"How strange that Junior Nephew Zhao is usually so lax in completing his tasks?"

Elder Liang muttered to himself, his hands clenched so tightly in his sleeves that they turned white. "If this drags on any longer, the formation will be complete. What's the point of breaking it then?" He felt increasingly anxious.

If Zhao Wuji does not show himself, those lurking Yunfeng masters will surely remain inactive.

They're all old foxes who've cultivated themselves for a thousand years; who would dare to easily show their tail?

Before long, the sun began to set in the west, and the river surface shimmered with golden light.

In the shadows of the cliff, Zhao Wuji, like a lurking viper, coldly observed everything.

With his current cultivation at the sixth level of Qi Refining, coupled with the grand array he secretly controls, he is confident that even if Old Ghost Kang himself comes, he can escape unscathed.

He lightly stroked the storage bag with his fingers, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

He wanted to see today what the powerful expert from the cave realm who had followed them was really up to.

"This person has been lying low for a long time, yet he hasn't made a move. It seems..."

A cold glint flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes, "Are you going to use me as bait?"

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The Nine-Bend Yellow Sand Formation has long since changed hands; breaking it is merely a matter of a single thought for him.

Now that the mission is accomplished, let's see how long this show will last.

Suddenly, a warning signal arose in his mind!

A thousand feet away, two obscure auras emerged like venomous snakes from their holes, only to vanish into nothingness in an instant.

This kind of secretive and covert behavior.
"Ah."

With a thought, Zhao Wuji noticed that the Pang family disciple, who was being manipulated, had mechanically taken out the trembling jade talisman from his waist.

The moment the voice reached his ears, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"Junior Nephew Pang, how is the situation on your side? I came here with your Senior Brother Mo as soon as I received the news. Have you found any trace of that enemy cultivator Zhao Wuji?"

"Yunfeng Cave Heaven, as expected, received the news in advance."

Zhao Wuji felt a chill in his heart, "And he clearly knows that someone leaked my information because I came to Wind Howling Cliff on a mission."

Combining the aura of the powerful cultivators lurking in the distance, he finally confirmed his suspicions and couldn't help but sneer, "What a clever scheme to use me as bait to lure you into a trap."

The image of Elder He Ming appeared in his mind. He narrowed his eyes and took out the jade talisman bestowed by Peak Master Hua from his bosom.

After a moment's hesitation, he relayed the message from here.

Then, he manipulated the Cloud Phoenix True Disciple to hold the jade talisman and transmit his voice.

"Reporting to Senior Uncle, we have been setting up the formation here for quite some time and have not noticed anything unusual. However..."

His voice suddenly lowered, "Just now, birds were startled and scattered throughout the southeastern mountains and forests. Senior Brother Liu went to investigate but found nothing. I suspect that Zhao Wuji has already arrived, but we dare not make any rash moves that might alert him."

"Excellent!" came the approving voice from the other end of the jade talisman. "Don't alert them. Let me go and take a look first!"

The jade talisman flashed with spiritual light again, but the other party was clearly still not at ease, so he went to ask another true disciple.

Zhao Wuji's lips curled up slightly, and a thought flashed through his mind.

The manipulated disciple immediately responded respectfully, confirming with unequivocal words that there were indeed unusual movements in the southeastern mountains and forests.

That mountain forest was naturally the hiding place of the powerful expert from the Cave Heaven that Zhao Wuji sensed.

Since this powerful expert from the cave realm enjoys fishing so much, why not use people as bait?

Then he would fulfill the fisherman's dream, turning himself into bait to attract the enemy's firepower.

"In the battle of the cave, some sacrifices are inevitable. Why should I, Zhao Wuji, be the bait?"

Why don't you, this mysterious senior, be the bait, and I'll fish and reap the rewards?

Zhao Wuji's eyes were deep and mysterious. He did the opposite of what was expected, instantly transforming from a chess piece into a chess player and playing a game of chess.

At this moment, the balance of power has shifted.

He quietly picked up the black piece, turning the entire Howling Cliff into a chessboard.

The experts of Yunfeng, the powerful figures of Dongtian, and even those ignorant disciples have all become pawns that he can manipulate at will.

"No regrets when you make a move."

Almost simultaneously, having received double confirmation, Chixiaozi no longer hesitated. After discussing with Moyu, the secret disciple, via telepathy, the two of them flanked the forest from both sides like two ghosts.

The two completely concealed their presence, even the sound of their clothes rustling through the air was silenced, as they prepared to first investigate the situation.

At this moment, Elder Liang, who had been lying in wait in the southeastern mountains for most of the day, was feeling quite impatient.

That bastard Zhao Wuji is so negligent in carrying out the sect's mission, taking his time for so long and still hasn't arrived at the mission location.

It's like casting a fishing rod with the hook out, but the bait on the hook hasn't even landed yet—fishing for nothing and feeling utterly hopeless.

"Something's not right."

Elder Liang sensed something was amiss and a sense of unease crept into his heart.

It is now dusk.

It's possible that the cultivators from Yunfeng Cave Heaven who are trying to kill Zhao Wuji are already approaching this area.

He immediately flipped his hand and took out a jade talisman from his storage bag, preparing to send a telepathic message to Elder He to inquire where the other party had arrived.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took out the jade talisman, he suddenly felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, and a sharp killing intent pierced his spine like an ice pick.

boom! "

Chi Xiaozi took the initiative, and a crimson flame blade flew out from his sleeve, stirring up a raging fire wave that turned into a rain of fire that blocked Elder Liang's retreat.

Before the flames even arrived, the intense heat had already scorched the surrounding vegetation.

"not good!!"

Elder Liang hastily made a hand seal, and a jade shield flew out from his waist. However, with a crisp "crack" sound, the shield was hit by the heavy, fiery sword energy and bounced back, making the protective shield he had formed even more precarious!

"I never expected the Jade Cave Heaven to send such a big fish! Die!"

Mo Yu flew out with a cold laugh, his hands forming hand seals. Thirty-six Yin Sha Bone-Piercing Needles transformed into a storm of black light, instantly blocking all of Elder Liang's escape routes!
They were all "Yin Sha Penetrating Needles" quenched with Corrupting Soul Poison, specifically designed to break through protective spiritual power.

"Sneak attack!"

Elder Liang's expression changed drastically. In his haste, he crushed a protective jade pendant at his waist, which burst into golden light and transformed into a barrier.

However, Chi Xiaozi's sword aura was too domineering. After shattering the jade shield, the remaining force of the fiery sword energy collided with the golden light.

The next moment, the protective barrier was pierced by the Yin Sha Bone-Piercing Nail and shattered like glass!

"Pfft!" Three Yin Sha needles pierced Elder Liang's right shoulder, and the Corrosive Soul Poison instantly corroded his meridians, causing his muscles and flesh to fester as if they had been exposed to boiling oil.

"you!!"

Elder Liang's eyes widened in horror; he had never expected such a sudden and shocking turn of events.

He retreated swiftly, a metallic taste rising in his throat. He slapped his storage bag, bit his tongue hard, and spat out a mist of blood. Suddenly, the phantom of an ancient bronze bell appeared in the blood mist.

"clang!!"

The sound of the bell made Chixiaozi freeze, and Moyu bled from all seven orifices.

Taking advantage of this moment, Elder Liang pointed his right hand like a sword, while his left arm strangely snapped in the opposite direction, using the bone as a guide to draw a blood talisman: "Blood Fiend Substitute Life Curse!"

"die!!"

Chi Xiaozi unleashed his Crimson Flame Blade, its dazzling light flashing.

With a "bang," Elder Liang's left shoulder was severed, but the wound burst open into a cloud of blood mist, leaving only half a broken substitute puppet and a charred left arm on the spot.

Two hundred feet away, Elder Liang's true form staggered and appeared, his face as pale as paper, and his left arm was severed at the root.

"Old dog Liang, today is your death day!"

Mo Yu, bleeding from all seven orifices, approached rapidly with a ferocious expression, about to deliver another fatal blow, when suddenly a long howl came from afar.

"Brother Liang, don't panic, I'm here!"

A streak of blue light sped in from the horizon.

Elder He Ming arrived from the sky, and six chain-like flying swords suddenly flew out from his sleeve, twisting towards Mo Yu's back like dragons!

Caught off guard, Mo Yu had no choice but to turn around hastily to defend himself, but the chains entangled his magical artifact and right arm.

With a "crack," the bone in his right arm broke!

"what!!"

As Mo Yu roared in pain, Chi Xiao Zi's Crimson Flame Blade arrived, accompanied by a furious shout: "He Ming, you're courting death!!"

boom! !

The intense, fire-like sword energy instantly illuminated half the sky.

The two instantly engaged in a fierce battle.

Mo Yu and the heavily injured Elder Liang fell down together and started fighting.

"So, the hidden expert from the hidden realm was none other than Elder Liang Danqing of the Spirit Materials Hall, that old dog."

In the shadows, Zhao Wuji watched coldly. When he saw Elder Liang's figure, he felt that the guess that he was being used as bait was basically confirmed.

This man surnamed Liang seems to be Empress Yu Lanxi's backer in the grotto-heaven.

He had even secretly instructed the steward to arrange for Yu Zishan to deal with him.

"That old bastard has so many underhanded tricks."

Seeing that both of them were injured, Zhao Wuji chuckled and quickly approached them from his concealed position.

Keng!
In the mountains and forests, Mo Yu entangled Elder Liang and roared angrily.

Both were severely injured, resembling two wild beasts locked in a fierce battle.

Suddenly, two figures of Yunfeng True Disciples appeared in the mountains and forests.

Elder Liang's expression froze instantly, looking quite unpleasant, while Mo Yu was overjoyed.

Just then, Zhao Wuji's figure appeared from the opposite side of the mountain forest.

"Zhao Wuji!"

Mo Yu's face stiffened.

Elder Liang was overjoyed. Seeing Zhao Wuji's belated arrival, he no longer had any complaints, only felt that happiness had come so unexpectedly.

"Junior Nephew Zhao, please help me at once!!"

"Senior Brother Mo, we're here to help you!"

On the other side, two disciples of Yunfeng shouted loudly.

"Elder Liang, don't panic!"

Zhao Wuji also shouted loudly, summoning the Cold Soul Flying Sword to fly out.

One of Yunfeng's disciples shouted and rushed over, suddenly leaping up and thrusting his magical weapon, a short spear, straight at Mo Yu's back!
"Oops!"

Although Mo Yu sensed the danger, his movements were slow due to his serious injuries. He barely managed to turn to the side to avoid his heart, but the sword pierced through his lung.

While Elder Liang was still in shock, he suddenly felt a strong threat coming towards him. He immediately turned to the side, but was still pierced through the chest by a sword.

"You...traitors?!"

Mo Yu coughed up blood and roared in anger, staring in astonishment at Zhao Wuji and the betrayed true disciple, his mind filled with questions.

Elder Liang roared in anger, spitting blood, and was about to retaliate.

Zhao Wuji suddenly retreated, quietly forming a hand seal: "Formation activated!"

"Boom--!"

Flags fluttered in the surrounding mountains and forests.

The Nine-Bend Yellow Sand Formation suddenly reversed, and countless sand vortexes cracked open in the ground. Mo Yu's feet suddenly collapsed, and the yellow sand wrapped around his legs like a living thing.

He struggled to escape, but was caught in the hidden power of the formation in the sand, and his feet exploded into a bloody mist with a "bang"!
Elder Liang's magical artifacts were also blocked by the thick wall of yellow sand, and he could not even see Zhao Wuji's figure in front of him.

Only one voice drifted over.

"Uncle Liang, do you understand the principle that the fisherman eventually becomes the bait?"

"Now, please step into the trap."

(End of this chapter)