Immortals of the End Times

Within the pseudo-Nine Heavens.

The Nine Nether Demon Lord, surrounded by the Three Talents Sword Formation set up by three Nascent Soul stage experts, roared in resentment.

He was about to tear his heart apart again and forcefully sacrifice himself.

Zhao Wuji, however, had already anticipated his thoughts in advance using the 'Mengtou Technique'.

With a flick of his sleeve, the Extinction Vacuum Mirror suddenly spun, its surface bursting forth with dazzling, clear light.

"boom!"

The pseudo-Nine Heavens restriction of the Tiannan Secret Realm suddenly activated, and the restriction rules of the Extinction Law Vacuum Heaven were like an inverted Milky Way, instantly freezing the boiling demonic blood around the Nine Nether Demon Lord.

The hundred-foot-tall demonic body was trapped in amber, and even the blood sacrifice runes wrapped between its demonic claws crumbled inch by inch.

"Buzz buzz!!"

Deep within the secret realm, including the second Heavenly Chamber, two level-four spiritual veins rise like evil dragons.

The boundless spiritual energy transformed into a tangible cyan torrent, surging along the Dao patterns of the pseudo-Nine Heavens restriction.

Every spiritual vein trembled violently, and spiritual mist rose into the sky like smoke, almost pushing the power of the array and restriction to its limit, forcefully suppressing the struggle of the Nine Nether Demon Lord.

"This secret realm is..."

More than 100,000 miles away, in the deepest part of the Nine Nether Abyss, the compound eyes of the Greed Demon, covered with coin patterns, suddenly contracted.

Through the images transmitted by the greedy Daoist rhyme, it immediately recognized the familiar Daoist rhyme flowing in the pseudo-Nine Heavens.

It was the work of Jin Linzi, the former disciple of the Celestial Venerable Meng Qiyuan!

"Damn it! It's actually a Daoist temple set up by that kid. How can it still have such power even today? Could it be that that kid has already learned a trace of the Great Accomplishment Heavenly Venerable Technique from Meng Qiyuan?"

The altar, made of viscous demonic liquid, suddenly boiled, and the greedy demon spewed out putrid miasma from its thousand enormous mouths at the same time.

If it were at its peak, let alone this mere pseudo-ninth heaven, even if the real ninth heaven descended, it could tear the sky apart with a single claw and force its way through!

But now.
The golden scales of the greedy demon rustled, and its demonic eyes reflected its riddled body.

This body, having endured the tribulations of the Dharma-ending Age, no longer possesses the power to sweep across the world in its heyday.

The reason why I have been able to maintain my position in the Daoist realm without falling is entirely due to the endless greed in this human world.

The more miserable the world is, the more it can breed greed and anger!
Its hundred legs gripped the rock face tightly, and its compound eyes reflected Zhao Wuji, who was so close yet untouchable.

Once the Nine Nether Demon Lord completed the sacrifice, it could have instantly descended, devoured this despicable "rebel," seized the treasure, and reversed the fate of the Ancestral Demon.

unfortunately
"That useless Jiuyou!"

The roar of the greedy demon shook the abyss's rock walls, causing them to crumble and peel away.

"We are bound by the laws of Heaven. Unless the world outside is plunged into chaos and all living beings are consumed by the six evil thoughts of greed, anger, ignorance, hatred, and resentment, it will be extremely difficult for us to even take a single step out of the Nine Netherworlds! We must seize this opportunity!!"

The six scarlet demonic eyes of the Demon of Wrath suddenly opened wide in anger, and the blood flames gushing from its eye sockets actually condensed into the actual runes of the "Wrathful Karmic Fire Spell" in the void.

Amidst the surging demonic flames.

A will carrying boundless violence pierced through the nine heavens' restrictions and exploded in the Nine Nether Demon Lord's sea of ​​consciousness:

"Useless trash! Quickly condense your Dao Seal!"

Each word was like a red-hot branding iron, searing the Demon Lord's soul and spirit.

The voice continued to roar: "Based on greed, fueled by anger, the day you achieve divine enlightenment will be the day you break free from this predicament!"

Suddenly, a loud crash of breaking chains came from the bottom of the abyss.

On the surface of the beating demonic heart in the chest of the Demon of Wrath, thousands of distorted human faces roared simultaneously: "This ancestor bestows upon you the seed of the Path of Wrath! To enhance the Dao's essence."

"boom!"

A demonic energy, wreathed in the flames of the seven emotions, burst forth from the deepest part of the Nine Netherworlds.

Ignoring the pseudo-Nine Heavens restriction, it directly poured into the space between the eyebrows of the Nine Nether Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord's hundred-foot-tall demonic body suddenly swelled up as if inflated, and dazzling golden light burst forth from the gaps in his scales.

At the same time, the Demon of Greed's cold laughter rang in my ears: "Since you cultivate my Great Path of Greed and Anger, what do you have to fear from the mere Nine Heavens?"

The raging demonic power of the two ancestral demons pierced through the Nine Netherworlds, causing all the demons within a radius of ten thousand miles to instantly prostrate themselves on the ground.

The twisted and mutated monsters oozed black blood from their seven orifices, and their bones made cracking sounds as if they were about to be crushed into mincemeat by an invisible pressure.

"Follow the law!"

Four words burst forth from between the fangs of the Nine Nether Demon Lord, and suddenly cracks appeared in the demonic markings on his forehead.

The pitch-black demonic liquid formed from the Daoist essence of greed intertwined wildly with the karmic fire of anger, etching a scarlet demonic mark between his brows.

Each line seemed to writhe like a living creature, and one could vaguely see the compound eyes of the demon of greed and the phantom pupils of the demon of anger floating within.

Just as the demonic seal was about to take shape, the entire pseudo-Nine Heavens suddenly trembled violently.

"Dao Seal, Condense!"

The Demon Lord roared, and thick blood mist exploded around him.

Suddenly, the Demon Axe of Eternal Calamity burst forth with a blinding blood-red light, and the thousands of ghostly faces on its surface emitted sharp howls at the same time.

The Void Heaven of Extinction can suppress all laws, but it cannot suppress the Dao!
The Nine Nether Demon Lord's actions were akin to dancing on a knife's edge.

Even if they manage to break through the impasse, the tribulation of becoming a Nascent Soul cultivator will arrive in an instant.

That was no ordinary heavenly tribulation, but a heavenly tribulation and a Dao tribulation containing the killing intent of 'Heaven' and 'Dao'.

Under the majestic power of Heaven, a profound tribulation descends upon him.

Even if one's demonic body is fully formed, as long as one's Dao heart is not firm enough and one's Dao aura is not strong enough, one will still be reduced to ashes.

However, if one does not break through to the Nascent Soul stage at this moment, there is no chance of survival.

Only by breaking through to the Divine Realm and immediately sacrificing one's own blood to summon the two ancestors of greed and anger to descend can one escape the calamity of the Heavenly Dao.

In this way, one can not only avoid being killed by the calamities of Heaven through sacrifice, but also save one's life. The price paid is nothing more than to go through the pain of being reshaped by the demonic body.

This is a desperate and heroic act of fighting for survival!

"Boom!"

The moment the Seal of Greed and Anger was formed, the Three Talents Sword Formation was cleaved open by the Demon Axe with a gap of a hundred feet.

"puff!!"

Cang Yunzi's Taoist robe ripped apart, his snow-white beard was stained with blood, and his body flew backwards for thousands of feet like tattered cotton.

The nine illusory immortal mountains formed by the Daoist principles of Heaven and Earth collapsed with a roar, the old man's chest caved in, and a trickle of golden-red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Cough, this demon!"

The Sword Master of Asking Heaven let out a muffled groan, and the Sword Intent of Asking Heaven shattered.

The Heavenly Sword that had been with him for many years cracked open with a clang, its blade reflecting his suddenly pale face.

Beneath her high, straight nose, a trace of scarlet blood slowly seeped out.

"Not good! This demon is about to condense his Dao Seal and break through to the Nascent Soul stage! We must stop him!"

The Qilin Sword Ancestor bristled with anger, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he cried out in alarm.

But the demonic mark between the brows of the Nine Nether Demon Lord was twisting wildly, actually outlining a semi-real, semi-illusory Dao seal in the void.

Before the words were even finished, the demonic axe had already unleashed a massive wave of blood.

The swirling Qilin True Fire scorched most of the old man's beard and hair, causing his tall figure to stagger backward.

At this critical moment.

Suddenly, Zhao Wuji, who was in the air opposite, raised his sword finger, and the seven divine wheels between his eyebrows spun around like the Big Dipper. The sword-like mark in the center burst out with dazzling golden light.

"cut!"

A shout rang out like a thunderclap, and a deafening roar suddenly erupted from the depths of the Huaihai Plain.

The seabed rock layers were cracking inch by inch, and countless golden rays of light shot out from the fissures in the earth's veins.

Each golden thread is entwined with the Daoist essence of the Intercepting Dao, resembling an ancient dragon god breaking through the abyss.

"Crash!"

Golden threads, like ten thousand dragons returning to their nest, intertwined to form a net that forcefully lifted the entire sea's ley lines.

The seabed rose thousands of feet, and the volcano that had been dormant for thousands of years trembled violently, revealing the ancient patterns on the bronze tripod as the rock crust peeled away.

The four ancient seal script characters '山' (mountain), '岳' (mountain range), '永' (eternal), and '镇' (town) lit up one after another.

Each stroke seems to contain a surging mountain range.

It turns out that the entire volcano was actually transformed from the Liangzhou Ding, a cauldron of mountains.

"rise!"

Zhao Wuji pointed his sword at the sky, made a hand seal, and unleashed a powerful technique, causing the golden rope formed from the true intent of the Dao to suddenly taut.

The entire volcano in the Huaihai Plain was uprooted!
Where the mountainside crumbled, lava cascaded down like a waterfall of blood, but upon touching the cauldron, it transformed into nine crimson dragons that coiled around it.

The earth's energy, which was connected to the tripod legs, was forcibly severed, emitting a deafening wail.

Intercept the path, fish for the cauldron!

"Boom!!"

When the thousand-foot volcano plunged into the Tiannan Secret Realm, the restrictions of the Nine Heavens trembled in unison.

The tidal patterns spewed out by the Yangzhou Ding resemble an inverted Milky Way, enveloping the volcano in a blue cocoon.

"receive!"

As Zhao Wuji's Daoist technique suddenly changed, his sword finger ripped through the sky like a thunderclap.

In an instant, the azure cocoon enveloping the volcano trembled violently, and the rocky shell peeled away inch by inch like glass.

"Boom!"

Amidst the rumbling of the earth's veins, the thousand-foot volcano collapsed and solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Where the rock strata receded, the true form of an ancient cauldron, entirely bluish-black in color, was revealed.

The illustrations of mythical beasts from the Classic of Mountains and Seas on the belly of the tripod are remarkably lifelike.

The Kui dragon pattern moves across the bronze tripod, with each dragon scale reflecting the illusory image of mountains and rivers.

The Taotie-patterned creature's eyes moved as if it were alive, and its fangs exhaled the primordial energy of the earth's veins.

The Bifang bird treads on fire on one leg, its feather patterns composed of thousands of tiny talismans.
"Roar!"

Suddenly, the two dragons on the cauldron let out a deafening roar!
The dragon's eyes were actually two crimson fire essences, bursting forth with blazing flames as they opened and closed.

The tripod stands like a pillar supporting the sky, its surface imbued with the molten gold of the earth's veins, forming four ancient seal characters: "mountain," "peak," "eternal," and "town," each stroke seemingly carrying immense weight.

"The Cauldron of Mountains and Rivers"

Cang Yunzi's Dao heart trembled violently. Seeing the six Yu Cauldrons surrounding Zhao Wuji, he couldn't help but be shocked by the calm state of mind cultivated over eight hundred years of Dao.

"Intercepting the path to fish for the cauldron."

The Qilin Sword Ancestor was amazed and completely relaxed, witnessing Zhao Wuji using his own Daoist aura to sever the golden rope of the earth's veins, moving through the gaps in the rules of the Heavenly Dao like a skilled butcher dissecting an ox.

This has already surpassed his understanding of the Dao. Even if he could see it, he could not understand it or comprehend it. It is the true manipulation of creation!

This disciple has completely surpassed him.

"The six tripods have returned to their proper places!"

Zhao Wuji let out a low shout and slashed his palm with his fingers, sending six streams of essence blood piercing the sun like a rainbow.

The four ancient seal characters "山岳永镇" on the body of the Liangzhou Ding shine like stars.

Surrounded by the other five tripods—those from Qingzhou, Yangzhou, Xuzhou, Yongzhou, and Yanzhou—it forms a grand array of six directions.

"town!!"

At the moment the six tripods resonated, the landscape of the nine provinces was simultaneously reflected on the belly of the tripods.

"boom!!"

The Qingzhou Cauldron first burst forth with the illusory image of the majestic Mount Tai, and the imposing aura of the foremost of the Five Sacred Mountains solidified into reality.

On the Fengchan Platform atop the mountain, the phantom of an ancient emperor holds a jade tablet and bows, his majestic imperial aura descending like a celestial river.

The Yangzhou Cauldron followed closely behind, its mouth revealing the whirlpool of the South China Sea. Deep within the whirlpool, a giant tortoise carrying an island swam, each shell etched with tidal patterns, stirring up waves stretching for thousands of miles. "Splash!"

Inside the Xuzhou Ding, the scene of all things reviving unfolds like a painting.

One can see the figures of the people working in the fields during spring plowing and autumn harvest, and the villages scattered like stars with wisps of smoke rising from their chimneys, their aspirations transforming into golden specks of light that rise up.

Amidst the Kunlun snow waterfall cascading down from the Yongzhou Cauldron, the phantom of the Queen Mother of the West stands holding a peach.

The immortal Daoist essence of the Queen Mother of the West intertwined with the Yin and Yang energies of the cauldron, forming an immortal seal.

"Roar!"

The Yellow River Dragon Gate inside the Yanzhou Ding suddenly opened with a roar, and thousands of koi carp leaped into the air and transformed into dragons.

Each dragon scale reflects the mysterious secrets of the dragon's leap over the Dragon Gate, and the dragon's roar shatters the demonic energy of the Nine Netherworlds.

The Liangzhou Cauldron erupted in its final act, spewing forth the Crimson Cloud Volcano.

Among the branches of the Fusang Divine Tree, the three-legged golden crow flapped its wings and cried out, its supreme yang fire burning away all the demonic aura.

The illusory images of six mountains and rivers intertwine to form the 'Map of the State and the Universe', with the Xuanhuang chains spanning across heaven and earth.

Each link of the chain is entwined with the fortune of humanity, as if the ancient human emperor Yu the Great has reappeared, walking with the domineering steps of Yu the Great, even pressing spider web-like cracks into the void!

"Crack!"

The Demon Axe 'Ten Thousand Calamities' shattered upon impact, and the thousands of demonic faces on its surface simultaneously emitted heart-wrenching howls.

The axe blade formed from the essence of greed and anger is ultimately nothing more than a piece of ordinary iron before the true treasures of the Nine Provinces.
"puff!"

The Nine Nether Demon Lord coughed up blood from all seven orifices, his hundred-foot-tall demonic body cracking like porcelain. The twisted demonic seal between his brows trembled wildly, and the nascent Dao seal formed by the Dao of Greed and Anger in the void was forcibly shattered.

More than 100,000 miles away, at the very bottom of the Nine Nether Abyss, two muffled groans of pain suddenly erupted.

The thousand gaping maws of the Greed Demon simultaneously overflowed with putrid demonic blood, while the three remaining of the six demonic eyes of the Wrath Demon suddenly burst open.

The Daoist incarnations of the two great ancestral demons were severely injured by the backlash!
"Bastard!"

The demon's roar shook the Nine Netherworld cliffs, causing them to crumble and its demonic claws to tear at the chains of calamity binding its body: "Once I break free of these chains, I will surely..."

Before the words were finished, the Demon of Anger suddenly let out a shrill roar.

On its pulsating demonic heart, a million faces contorted simultaneously, emanating an aura of celestial calamity.

The old wounds inflicted by the Heavenly Dao have now burst open once again!
"Zheng!"

In the blink of an eye, as the two great ancestral demons were both severely injured, a clear and melodious sword cry descended from the heavens.

With a long roar, Zhao Wuji unleashed the nascent soul power within his dantian, while the spiritual energy within his sleeve-shaped space surged forth even more fiercely.

Deep within the inner realm, the illusory image of the sapling-like sword grass moved swiftly without wind, and the dewdrops hanging from the tips of its leaves suddenly burst forth with dazzling light.

The blades of grass trembled slightly, and a wisp of chaotic sword energy erupted like the light of creation.

"crash"

The void was torn apart like a painting by invisible sword energy, revealing the phantom of a nine-leaf sword grass that reached the heavens and the earth.

The grass stems seemed to pierce through the thirty-three heavens like the Jianmu tree, and each sword-like leaf held up a blazing sun.

The dewdrops hanging from the tips of the leaves reflected countless shattered stars, like the sun, moon, and stars that had been extinguished by a single blade of grass.

As the grass trembled slightly, the chaotic sword energy burst forth like a celestial river bursting its banks.

The first layer of sword energy caused the Milky Way to hang upside down, with countless stars transforming into a chilling sword light.

The second yin-yang cycle begins, and from within the two polarities, a sword light bursts forth, capable of splitting heaven and earth.

In the third cycle of life and death, a chilling bone sword leaps forth from the shadows of the Yellow Springs sword.
The nine layers of sword realm completely sealed off the hundred-foot-tall demonic body of the Nine Nether Demon Lord.

Wherever the sword energy passed, even the pseudo-ninth heaven was cleaved with spiderweb-like cracks!
"combine!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes were sharp and ruthless. He suddenly closed his sword fingers, and the seven divine wheels exploded like the blazing sun.

The moment the Ninefold Sword Realm collapsed and merged into one, ripples suddenly appeared in the void.

Nine dazzling sword shadows, entwined with tribulation lightning, appeared in the air, each sword tip emitting a completely different Daoist charm and divine light.

The Milky Way collapses, Yin and Yang rotate, life and death cycle. It is none other than the 'Nine Tribulations Sword' that integrates the Daoist essence of nine realms!
"Zheng!!"

The sword's cry was clear and melodious, like a phoenix's cry echoing through the heavens. The nine sword shadows suddenly merged, condensing into a single, glistening dewdrop suspended in the universe.

The surface of the dewdrop reflects the vast world, while inside, nine layers of sword realms surge like waves, with layers of Daoist rhyme transforming into chaotic sword energy flowing freely.

Suddenly, a figure dressed in white emerged from the depths of the Sword Realm. With his robes fluttering, he resembled an ancient sword immortal descending to earth, and suddenly pointed out with a sword finger.

"Nine Leaves Immortal Venerable?!"

The Nine Nether Demon Lord's demonic eyes trembled violently, and the half-formed Dao Seal of Greed and Anger between his brows exploded with a bang.

Zhao Wuji's heart was struck as if by a thunderbolt, and the sword grass seedling in the inner realm moved volcanically without any wind.

The moment the dew rolled off the tip of the leaf, his mind was struck as if by divine thunder from the heavens, and he glimpsed a trace of the supreme sword essence of 'one sword creates a world' through the illusory image of the sword grass.

"I see!"

His pair of blood-moon-like pupils reflected the ninefold sword realm flowing within the dewdrops.

That seemingly seamless sword net is actually woven from nine distinct sword intents.

At this moment, under the illumination of the Dao Heart Mirror, the Ninefold Sword Realm is peeled away layer by layer, like a butcher dissecting an ox.

The first layer of the Star River Sword Realm surged with vast starlight, each point of starlight being a sword aura condensed to its extreme.

The second layer of Yin-Yang Sword Realm reveals the mysteries of life and death, where the sword light spontaneously evolves into a Tai Chi totem in the void.

The third layer of the Reincarnation Sword Realm contains the true meaning of time and space; the slightest tremor of a blade of grass signifies a lifetime of flourishing and decay.
boom! !

The original, obscure and difficult-to-understand explanation of the sword path of "One Sword Creates a World" is now as clear as the lines on the palm of your hand.

On the surface of the Yin Pearl, swordsmanship proficiency skyrocketed!

Between lightning and stone.

"Zheng!!"

The white-robed sword immortal stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the dewdrop. With just a flick of his finger, the Ninefold Sword Realm crushed down like the sky collapsing!

"Do not!!"

The Demon Lord's hundred-foot-tall demonic body instantly froze, and brilliant light bloomed from his brow to his dantian.

Before the dark gold demon blood could even splatter, it was vaporized into mist by the sword energy.

A demonic infant, entangled with the origin of the Nine Netherworlds, fled in panic, only to see a white-robed sword immortal lightly draw his sword finger in the dewdrop, and the Nine Tribulations Sword Qi gathered like a net from the heavens.

"laugh!"

The demonic infant shattered instantly like glass, each fragment reflecting the sword immortal's indifferent eyes.

A single dewdrop contains nine layers of sword realms, unleashing the calamity of the nine realms.

It was none other than the dew that fell from the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass that had once severed the sun, moon, and stars!
"Old man Nine Leaves!!"

At the very bottom of the Nine Nether Abyss, the Greed Demon spewed out a thousand gigantic mouths simultaneously, spewing out rotten immortal miasma, and its golden scales peeled off in a fit of rage.

The six scarlet demonic eyes of the Demon of Wrath burst open simultaneously, and the raging blood flames burned a thousand miles of scorched marks into the abyss.

The roars of the two ancestral demons caused the demonic liquid on the altar to boil, but they could only watch helplessly as the light and shadow of the fallen demon envoy dissipated inch by inch in the Daoist resonance.
This demon envoy, nurtured with ten thousand years of painstaking effort, representing the incarnation of the six ancestral demons in the mortal realm, has vanished into thin air!
What enraged them even more was that the old demon Huang Shang, who controlled the Nine Cauldrons of Yu the Great, also perished.

Huang Shang's Dao vanished, and the Demon Lord's soul perished; both of his powerful allies were lost simultaneously.

It will be virtually impossible to find the Nine Tripods of Yu the Great again in the future.

From then on, the demonic forces collapsed like a crumbling building, making it difficult to muster the overwhelming demonic tide that could rise again.

Those demons that rely on the ancestral demon's essence for strength will inevitably collapse once they lose their leader.
The Southern Secret Realm, within the pseudo-Nine Heavens.

The Nine Nether Demon Lord's hundred-foot-tall demonic body was completely annihilated, evaporated into wisps of green smoke by the Nine Leaf Sword Qi.

Zhao Wuji stood in mid-air, his eyes reflecting the void rift that stretched across the heavens and earth.

Those were the marks left by the Sword Realm just now.

The surrounding clouds and mist looked as if they had been cleaved by a divine sword, forming a chasm that could not be healed for a long time.

"Is this the power of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass?"

He reached out and touched the distorted void, his fingers stinging as the remaining chaotic sword energy dissipated and tore fine cracks in his protective aura.

"pity."

Zhao Wuji suddenly frowned.

Where the Nine Nether Demon Lord's body and soul were destroyed, only a few wisps of demonic energy, entwined with the Daoist aura of greed, remained; his nascent soul and primordial spirit were completely gone.

If we can capture this demon's nascent soul, we might be able to glimpse some of the plans of the six ancestral demons deep within the Nine Netherworlds.
"Shh!"

Just then, three streaks of light pierced through the clouds.

Cang Yunzi's snow-white Taoist robe was stained with blood, and Wentian Sword Lord also had blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The Qilin Sword Ancestor was in the worst state, his crimson sword robe charred black, and even his iconic fiery red beard was half burned off.

"Ahem. Fellow Daoist Zhao."

Cang Yunzi lightly swept his whisk, pointing to the void rift ahead, and exclaimed in amazement, "After eight hundred years of cultivation, I finally know what true sword-splitting of heaven and earth is."

"I had only heard that you, Wuji, had gained the approval of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, but I never expected that you could actually manipulate the sword grass in the ancient sword domain to release sword energy from a distance!"

It seems that after all these years, our Qilin Sword Sect has finally produced a potential sword immortal.

A rare smile appeared on the usually stern face of the Sword Lord Wentian, and then he solemnly bowed with his sword towards the void rift.

It was as if they were paying homage to that ancient sword grass that had made its move from afar.

"Indeed, and more importantly, the power of demons has now been exhausted."

Suddenly, the Qilin Sword Ancestor burst into laughter, the sound of which shook the surrounding clouds and caused them to churn.

"Without the strong support of the three of you, it would have been difficult to eliminate the two culprits, the Nine Nether Demon Lord and Huang Chang, today."

Zhao Wuji bowed respectfully, but his tone was somewhat solemn: "It's a pity that the six Ancestral Demons in the depths of the Nine Netherworlds haven't been eliminated; in the end, evil has not been eradicated."

"Alas! Slaying demons is not something that can be accomplished in a day."

The Qilin Sword Ancestor shook his head to stop him, stroking his beard and sighing, "Today we have already achieved a great victory by slaying these two fiends. If we can truly unravel the mysteries of the Nine Heavens and resolve the calamity of the end times, then the world will truly be bright and clear!"

“What the ancestor said is absolutely right.”

Zhao Wuji nodded slightly, then suddenly raised his sleeve and pointed to the pseudo-Nine Heavens.

At the top of the nine-tiered dome, the once brilliant Dao patterns now flickered like a candle in the wind.

Those restrictive light screens that once reflected the starry sky are now covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and even the flow of Dao patterns has become sluggish and slow.

Clearly, they were exhausted after that great battle.

"This secret realm"

Zhao Wuji said calmly.

"This is a pseudo-Nine Heavens left behind by Jin Linzi, a former disciple of the Celestial Venerable of the Celestial Court. Although it is not even a fraction as powerful as the real Nine Heavens, it can still help you familiarize yourselves with the characteristics of the Nine Heavens in advance."

With a flick of his sleeve, Zhao Wuji unleashed the tidal power spewed from the Yangzhou Cauldron, which fell like sweet rain, nourishing the broken restrictions left by the great battle.

The cracked Dao patterns slowly healed before the three of them's eyes.

"In this way, we can solidify our foundation and accumulate experience for exploring the true Nine Heavens in the future."

He had indeed intended to bring these three people to the Tiannan Secret Realm long ago, so that they could experience the pseudo-ninth heaven.

"Senior Jin Linzi?!"

Cang Yunzi's long, white eyebrows suddenly rose, and he clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "So that's how it is! I should have known that Fellow Daoist Zhao's extraordinary opportunity must be related to the ancient Immortal Court! You deliberately kept it a secret back then."

"What a hidden dragon in shallow waters!"

The Qilin Sword Ancestor stared intently at the Nine Heavens Restriction, then suddenly gave a self-deprecating laugh: "Back then, when I passed through Tiannan, I thought this place was just a remote corner with little spiritual energy. I never imagined it would be such a masterpiece left by Senior Jin Linzi. I'm truly getting old and my eyesight is failing!"

"To ascend to the heavens, one must first become a deity!"

The Sword Lord of Asking Heaven smiled and said, "Before experiencing this pseudo-Nine Heavens, let's recover first."

"it is good!"

The crowd agreed, and Zhao Wuji nodded, but his mind began to observe Huang Shang's Nascent Soul, which was imprisoned within the First Heavenly Pot.
(End of this chapter)