Immortals of the End Times

Chapter 139, Chapter 144: Golden Needles Pierce Two Peaks, Cave Heaven Falls an Old Immortal (Bonus Chapter 1423 for Monthly Tickets)

It is extremely difficult to administer acupuncture to two peak masters at the same time!
One needs to ward off the cold, and the other needs to dissipate heat.

This is a completely opposite approach, requiring you to be multitasking and to drop the needle extremely steadily, quickly, and with absolute precision.

Zhao Wuji focused his mind and calmed his spirit, the golden needles in his hands gleaming coldly in the morning light.

Suddenly, his wrists jerked, moving simultaneously like butterflies flitting among flowers.

Four needles were inserted directly into the acupoints of Huaqingshuang, Dazhui, Zhiyang, etc. on the left hand.

The four needles on the right hand were inserted into acupoints such as Yanlan Yuzhen and Jiuwei.

As the needle's tail trembled slightly, it emitted a clear and melodious phoenix cry.

"Phoenix nods!"

The needle tip suddenly began to move at a high frequency.

Hua Qingshuang's eyelashes suddenly trembled, and a soft hum escaped her throat.

Yan Lan's taut waist suddenly relaxed like a bowstring, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her skin, which was covered with fiery patterns.

Two completely opposite streams of spiritual energy, one hot and one cold, were guided into Zhao Wuji's meridians through the golden needles.

He groaned, and the Yin-Yang Pearl in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly lit up.

"Ten Dragons Playing with a Phoenix!"

Zhao Wuji bit his tongue, and with a whoosh, many golden needles flew up, his ten fingers flying like dragons soaring.

Eighteen golden needles moved in formation along the backs of the two, their energy transforming into small golden dragons that tore at the cold and fire poisons.

"Uh!"

Hua Qingshuang's pale lips suddenly turned blood red, and her fingers unconsciously loosened their grip on the hem of her clothes.

Yan Lan suddenly tilted her head back, and the gold hairpin in her hair slipped off, revealing the phoenix pattern on the side of her neck that rose and fell with her breath.

Hua Qingshuang suddenly groaned as the cold poison within her body erupted, and her fair, delicate body fell backward like a kite with a broken string.

Zhao Wuji reacted swiftly, immediately pressing his left palm against the peak master's smooth, jade-like back.

When my palm touched that purple hue, I immediately felt a bone-chilling cold rush up my hand along the Shaoyin Heart Meridian.

"Ugh!" Yan Lan suddenly leaned forward, her burning forehead almost hitting Zhao Wuji's chin.

Before Zhao Wuji could even insert the golden needle into his right hand, he had no choice but to bend his elbow and support the other person's collarbone.

The moment her fingertips touched the ribbons of the bodice, the fiery heat of the sun scorched the silk cords until they became hot.

The two bodies, one of ice and one of fire, leaned against each other at the same time.

Zhao Wuji felt his nasal cavity suddenly filled with the delicate fragrance of winter plum blossoms and the vibrant aroma of phoenix flowers.

"excuse me!"

He bit his tongue hard, and his hands suddenly exerted force like butterflies flitting among flowers.

Blood-fiend spiritual power erupted from the Taiyuan acupoint on his left palm, pressing against Hua Qingshuang's vital point.

With his right hand, he pressed the Zhongchong acupoint on Yan Lan's Dazhui point, forcefully straightening the two of them.

The sensation of her fair skin and fragrant sweat had not yet faded when his fingers suddenly trembled slightly as he made a hand seal.

The Needle Control Technique instantly commanded eighteen golden needles to fly up, transforming them into streaks of light that pierced the vital acupoints on the backs of the two peak masters.

"Ugh!"

Yan Lan suddenly let out a kitten-like whimper, her smooth back undulating like waves, and a faint red mist rose from the tip of the golden needle.

Although Hua Qingshuang's eyes were still closed, her frozen black hair had fallen to her shoulders, and the melting ice crystals slid down her collarbone into her clothes, her body covered in fragrant sweat.

"Dragon Swings Its Tail!"

Zhao Wuji pushed with both palms, and all the golden needles spun out in a semi-circle at the same time.

"Unrestrained."

Hua Qingshuang suddenly opened her almond-shaped eyes wide and her red lips parted slightly. She felt the cold poison that had accumulated in her body condense into a snake shape and was forcibly pulled out by the needle energy.

Yan Lan trembled violently, straightened her waist with a "hmm", pointed her toes and curled them up, and sparks burst from the soles of her feet.

The Yin and Yang energy absorbed by the Yin-Yang Beads surged.

"The Sea-Stabilizing Needle! Stabilize!"

Zhao Wuji let out a low shout and his ten fingers plucked the strings on the backs of the two men as if playing a zither.

As the tip of the golden needle trembled, the purple marks on Hua Qingshuang's back faded by three-tenths.

The fiery patterns beneath Yan Lan's skin receded back to her waist as if the tide were going out.

The two peak masters sighed in unison, the enchanting and dreamlike feeling from before replaced by the comfort brought by the acupuncture energy.

I felt that all the heat and cold had been banished.

The valley suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Yan Lan slumped on the bluestone, her bodice untied at some point, her body brushing against the cold stone surface.

Hua Qingshuang lay on her side like a tired cat, her body soaked with melted ice water, and water droplets dripping from her hair made a clear sound as they tapped on the stone.

"The breathing technique was a bit too strong! I really can't handle administering acupuncture to both peak masters at the same time!"

Zhao Wuji exhaled a breath of stale air and wiped away the blood from his nose.

Seeing the back muscles of the two peak masters stretch out like a thawing spring stream, the purple and two red marks had faded like clouds.

He composed himself, withdrew his gaze, rolled up the robes of the two men, and draped them over their bodies, saying...

"Peak Master, Senior Uncle, I have healed your injuries and temporarily suppressed the cold and fire poisons. You should be feeling much better now, right?"

He knew that both of them had regained consciousness and their spiritual power had been restored with the help of the small spirit-gathering array. The twenty-four source crystals around them had all been exhausted.

He has once again become poor. Including the lost array flags, the investment was huge. However, the good thing is that the yang energy in the yang pearl has reached more than 6,000 strands, and the yin energy in the second yin pearl has also accumulated to more than 7,000 strands.

"It's definitely much better!"

Hua Qingshuang lightly gathered her half-damp hair with her fingertips, and with her back to Zhao Wuji, draped her robe over her shoulders.

When the silk of her robe touched her still-damp skin, it sent a slight shiver through her. As she lowered her gaze, she caught a glimpse of the water stains remaining on her collarbone, and the tips of her ears suddenly flushed a light red.

When the cold poison flared up earlier, he was in a daze, but now he clearly remembered the feeling of that warm palm pressing against his vital point.

"The young, unruly doctor is certainly showing off today."

Beside her, Yan Lan paused in tying the straps of her bellyband, then suddenly chuckled softly.

Her hair, casually tied up with a gold hairpin, still had water droplets clinging to it: "Your acupuncture skills are becoming more and more exquisite."

She suddenly turned around, her fingertips, still bearing the marks of the fire, lightly touching Zhao Wuji's nose. Her dignified eyes held suspicion and warning. "I wonder if your eyes wandered around while I was applying the acupuncture?"

Zhao Wuji hurriedly raised three fingers: "Heaven and earth bear witness! I was giving acupuncture to both peak masters at the same time, and I was completely focused. It is most dangerous to be distracted. I didn't even dare to count how many folds there were on the clothes of my two senior masters!"

"Look at you, you don't even have the guts!"

Yan Lan hummed softly, lazily propped herself up, and with a flick of her finger, summoned a crimson jade needle box from her storage bag.

The box was as ever-changing as phoenix feathers, with fine fire patterns floating on its surface, and it faintly glowed with golden-red light in the morning light.

"Here you go, you brat." She tossed the needle case to Zhao Wuji, a playful smile curving her lips. "You can trade your ordinary iron needles for them. Your master will keep his promise."

"It was refined so quickly?"

Zhao Wuji was pleasantly surprised and quickly caught it. As soon as he touched it, he felt that it was warm and smooth like jade, without any metallic coldness.

The moment the box lid was opened, eighteen golden rays burst forth like the first rays of the rising sun.

The needle was forged entirely from "heavenly fire and flowing gold," as thin as a hair yet heavier than refined iron. The needle tip was triangular with a dragon swirling pattern, while the needle tail was carved into the shape of a phoenix spreading its wings.

The most peculiar thing is that the inside of the needle contains red marrow, which seems to ripple with red light in rhythm with breathing.

This item is called the "Nine-Turn Phoenix Feather Needle".

Yan Lan lightly touched the end of the needle with her fingertip, and the phoenix pattern immediately emitted a clear and melodious sound. "I have fused a little bit of Fiery Sun Stone Marrow into it, so it can automatically harmonize Yin and Yang during the acupuncture. Next time you encounter a backlash from the cold poison..."

She suddenly glanced at Hua Qingshuang, who was straightening her clothes, and said, "There's no need to stick your palm against someone's vital point."

Zhao Wuji was overjoyed. He solemnly closed the needle box, clasped his hands in a deep bow, and said, "Thank you so much, Uncle-Master Yan, for your generous gift! These needles are a perfect match for my family's 'using qi to control the needle' technique."

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Lan turned around, her sleeves still damp, and water droplets from her hair splashed onto his nose.

"I really have to thank you," she said, her eyes gleaming with fire as she turned back. "Next time, use this needle to completely expel the fire poison from me, and don't make me uncomfortable again."

"All right!"

At this moment, Hua Qingshuang turned around and fastened her cloud-patterned belt, her frosty voice cutting off the conversation: "We have successfully broken the stronghold formation despite the risk of injury. As for Yunfeng Cave Heaven, the cave master will surely join forces with the supreme cave master to storm the cave heaven."

Now that Wuji has healed our injuries, this is the perfect time for a breakthrough. If we delay any longer, the cave master might have already dealt with Yunfeng the Elder and freed up his time!

Yan Lan raised an eyebrow and flicked her phoenix-patterned sleeve, causing flames to evaporate the moisture from her clothes. She suddenly stood up and said, "Let's go, brat, to that place where the spiritual vein and the dragon vein meet, as you mentioned." She then leaned close to Zhao Wuji's ear and said, "It would be a pity if you didn't see it earlier. Your master doesn't really care."

Zhao Wuji's expression stiffened, but a warning bell rang in his heart. He knew that his senior uncle Yan was always two-faced and must have already written it down. How could he not care?

Before the laughter had faded, Yan Lanren had already transformed into a crimson rainbow and soared into the sky.

"Let's go, your Uncle Yan won't hold it against you."

Hua Qingshuang's cold eyes trembled, and she whispered, then stomped her foot, shattering the ice crystals on the ground, and took to the air.

Meanwhile, within the Cloud Phoenix Cave Heaven, a fierce battle of spiritual concentration, which had been absent for a century, was breaking out.

The spiritual energy in the air vibrated, and the clouds and mist were torn to shreds by the violent spiritual power.

Four figures engaged in a fierce battle amidst the sea of ​​clouds. Each exchange of blows triggered a deafening roar, and terrifying spiritual power surged and spread wildly.

Below the cave, on the various peaks, a fierce battle has broken out among hundreds of Qi-cultivating cultivators from all sides.

The spiritual light of various magical artifacts intertwined and collided in the low sky, bursting out bursts of ear-piercing shrieks.

A young female cultivator formed a hand seal, and the soil beneath her feet suddenly turned into quicksand, swallowing up the two enemy cultivators.

She had just breathed a sigh of relief when suddenly darkness fell over her head. Looking up, she saw a giant axe coming down on her.

His entire body was instantly split in two, and blood spurted out.

Compared to the minor skirmishes among the Qi Refining cultivators, the aerial battles were far more intense and fierce.

"Old devil Zhong! Old devil Bai! Prepare to die!"

Amidst the clouds and mist, the old immortal Yunfeng, dressed in a black robe, roared and unleashed his Yunfeng Illusion Fan.

The fan surface shimmered with light and color, instantly transforming into thousands of phantom phoenixes, each carrying a sharp sword aura, shooting towards the two opposite them like a torrential rain.

"Old man, today is the day you fall!"

The Supreme Cave Master, Bai Chengshang, sneered, and with a flick of his sleeve, the Thousand Machine Sword Box behind him opened with a bang.

Sixteen gleaming flying swords spiraled out like dragons, their blades cleaving through the clouds.

He formed hand seals and shouted in a low voice, "Thousand Machine Sword Formation! Lock!"

In an instant, sixteen flying swords transformed into a sword net, completely shredding the Illusionary Phoenix Sword Qi of the Cloud Phoenix Immortal.

At the same time, the sword formation contracted, sealing off all directions like a cage, and the sword energy condensed into invisible chains, attempting to imprison the Cloud Phoenix Immortal's movements.

"A mere sword formation dares to trap me?"

Yunfeng the Old Immortal snorted coldly, made a hand seal, and the illusion fan changed again, with the Yunfeng Flying Sword hidden in the fan ribs suddenly being drawn out.

The sword was as white as frost, and its cry was like the cry of a phoenix. With a single slash, it tore a gap in the sword formation.

"Master Zhong, why aren't you making a move?!" the Supreme Master shouted.

With a slight smile, Linglang Cave Master Zhong Kui forced back the Flame Spirit Ancestor opposite him, and with a flick of his sleeve, the magic weapon Nine Revolutions Divine Spear suddenly trembled.

The gun body shimmered with nine-colored light, and the tip of the gun had a cold glint, which at the same time contained the power of ice and fire.

"go!!"

With a flick of the spear tip, the void shattered, and the spear light, a blend of ice and fire, hurtled towards Immortal Yunfeng like a meteor.

Yunfeng the Immortal hurriedly waved his fan to defend, and the illusionary fan collided with the spear light, bursting out an astonishing spiritual energy storm, which whipped up a gale that seemed to cause the mountain peaks of the cave below to tremble.

"Master Kong, what are you waiting for?!" Old Immortal Yunfeng roared.

"Master Meng, don't panic, I, Kong, am here to save you!"

Ancestor Yanling shouted and suddenly slapped his storage bag, summoning his natal magic weapon, the Yanling Fire Dragon Pearl.

As the Fire Dragon Pearl spun, the scorching flames transformed into a fire dragon, but instead of attacking the Cave Master of Linglang Cave and the Cave Master of Wushang Cave, it turned against them at this crucial moment, roaring as it pounced on Old Immortal Yunfeng.

"My old friend, I'm so sorry!"

A ruthless glint flashed in the eyes of Ancestor Yanling. The fire dragon suddenly turned and bit into the back of Immortal Yunfeng!
"you!!"

Caught off guard, the old immortal Yunfeng's protective spiritual shield was instantly pierced and torn apart by the ferocious fire dragon.

The blazing flames instantly shattered her external spiritual shield. She coughed up a mouthful of blood, her robes were shattered, her white hair flew wildly, and her bones were broken. Yet, a resolute glint flashed in her old eyes.

"Since you all want me dead and want to devour Yunfeng... then we'll all be buried with you! No one will ever get my Yunfeng Grotto!"

She let out a wild laugh, then suddenly plunged her claw into her dantian, pulling out a shimmering treasure that resembled a fragment of a painting.

The incomplete scroll of the "Earth Vein Spirit Pivot Diagram," a priceless treasure obtained from the royal treasury, was suddenly unfurled!

In an instant, the earth shook!

The spiritual veins within a radius of hundreds of miles of Yunfeng Cave collapsed with a roar. Three giant dragon phantoms formed from pure dragon vein spiritual energy burst out of the ground, were drawn into the air by the broken map, and roared to the heavens!
"Roar--!"

The first strand of crimson-gold dragon energy, mixed with spiritual energy, opened its ferocious dragon claws under the influence of the fragmented map. The protection formed by the fire dragon pearl was torn to shreds like paper under its claws.

The Flame Spirit Ancestor's pupils shrank abruptly. Before he could react, half of his body had already been eroded by the dragon energy.

"what--!"

He let out a heart-wrenching scream, blood rained down, and his body was violently thrown back.

The second azure-black dragon's spiritual energy pierced through the void like lightning, and the Nine Revolutions Divine Spear that the Lord of the Linglang Cave hastily summoned was swept away by the dragon's tail.

"puff!"

He coughed up blood, his shoulder blade shattered, and his primordial spiritual power poured out of the wound like a burst dam, turning his face deathly pale instantly.

The third silver-white dragon's spiritual energy rushed straight at the Supreme Cave Master, causing the Thousand Machine Sword Formation to collapse.

However, the Supreme Cave Master was prepared. With a swift movement, he transformed into a sharp sword light and escaped at the critical moment, his robes fluttering as he retreated more than ten miles away.

"Die, all of you!!"

The Cloud Phoenix Cave Master was engulfed in dazzling spiritual flames, and brilliant spiritual light gushed from all seven of his orifices.

She formed a hand seal, and the broken diagram in front of her emitted a dazzling spiritual light, using herself as a catalyst to detonate the entire spiritual vein of the cave!
"She's going to take everyone down with her! Stop her!"

Ancestor Yanling's face was contorted as he roared hysterically.

The master of Linlang Cave was also shocked.

The two attacked with all their might, their divine spear and flaming pearl striking Yunfeng Laoxian's body simultaneously.

But the next moment!
“Rumble——!!!”

The spiritual veins of the entire cave suddenly collapsed and shattered.

The majestic mountain peaks collapsed like building blocks, the ground cracked open with countless fissures and ravines, and the chaotic flow of spiritual energy transformed into a destructive storm that swept in all directions, resulting in the tragic deaths of many disciples of Yunfeng Cave Heaven.

Half an incense stick later.

The dust has settled a bit!

The Lord of Linglang Cave knelt on one knee, his Nine Revolutions Divine Spear broken, his primordial spiritual energy in disarray, blood constantly flowing from the corner of his mouth, his shoulder blade shattered, and he was severely injured.

The Flame Spirit Ancestor was also charred black, the Flame Spirit Fire Dragon Pearl was covered in cracks, and his aura was weak.

Only the Supreme Cave Master suffered a minor injury, with his sword box broken. He flew back from a distance, his eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty.

However, the body of the old immortal Yunfeng was nowhere to be seen; it had clearly collapsed and shattered into pieces.

Suddenly, the Supreme Cave Master's eyes lit up, and his gaze locked onto a fragment of a map shimmering with spiritual light in the ruins. He quickly reached out and scooped the fragment into his hand.

"Master Bai"

This fragment of the map

The Lord of Linglang Cave and the Lord of Yanling Cave exchanged a glance, a shadow of gloom flashing in their eyes, as they stared intently at the tattered Earth Vein Spirit Pivot Diagram in the hand of the Supreme Lord of Cave.

The Supreme Cave Master took in the expressions of the two men, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

He slowly put the remaining map into his storage bag, then looked at the surrounding ruins and the dead and wounded disciples of Yunfeng, Yanling, and Linlang Cave Heaven. He thought to himself that it was good that not many disciples of Wushang Cave Heaven had participated in the battle.

He feigned a deep sorrow and said, "This time, the spiritual veins of Yunfeng Cave Heaven have been completely destroyed, and we have all suffered heavy losses. Many disciples of my Supreme Cave Heaven have lost their lives."

As he spoke, his gaze swept over the blood-stained robes of the two cave masters, and his tone became even gentler: "How about this, the remaining magical artifacts and resources will be divided equally among the three of us? What do you two think?"

Upon hearing this, Ancestor Yanling's eyes were filled with fury that almost burst forth, and the veins on his hand, which was gripping the Fire Dragon Pearl, bulged.

"That's very good."

Feeling the injuries on his body, Linglang Cave Master Zhong Kui gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words, forcing a smile on his face, his left hand hidden in his sleeve trembling slightly.

"Since the three of us joined forces this time, this is how the profits should be distributed!"

The Supreme Cave Master nodded in satisfaction, and with a wave of his hand, he set up a soundproof barrier: "Since neither of you has any objections, then..."

Before the words were finished, a deafening roar suddenly came from afar, and the earth shook violently.

The three of them changed color at the same time, only to see the last main peak of Yunfeng Cave Heaven slowly collapse with a roar.

Amidst the billowing dust, a crimson pillar of light could be faintly seen shooting into the sky, the scattered dragon energy raging and surging.
(End of this chapter)