Immortals of the End Times

Chapter 104: The Dream of Marriage - One Man Holds the Line

The mountain mist moves silently and imperceptibly.

Zhao Wuji's invisible figure passed by eight Yunfeng Cave disciples who rushed out of the formation.

The group charged towards the mountain pass to provide support.

One person charged into the formation to break it.

One man forms an army, single-handedly breaking the deadlock!

He moved with lightning speed, precisely stepping between the nodes of the formation.

He had fully grasped the secrets of the Yin Corpse Locking Spirit Formation, and now he could walk through it as if on flat ground.

However, of the eight disciples of Yunfeng Cave who broke out of the formation, four remained inside, including one enemy cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining.

As long as he makes a move to destroy the array nodes, the enemy cultivators will inevitably notice.

However, if one does not destroy the formation but instead kills the enemy, the enemy cultivators will control the formation to suppress them.

Once the formation changes, even if the location of the nodes is known, it will be extremely difficult to find and destroy them amidst the chaos.

"It seems."

Zhao Wuji's eyes were cold; at this critical moment, he had to try to break the formation with the formation itself.

By combining the Dream Weaving Technique with the Array Formation Technique, one can quickly create an illusion array, dragging the enemy into it. This gives him time to destroy the array's nodes and kill the enemy at the same time.

Zhao Wuji took out the Source Crystal from his pocket.

Without array plates and array flags, he had no choice but to try using source crystals as the medium for array nodes.

Fortunately, array formation techniques can use all things to form arrays, and source crystals, as crystals that store spiritual energy, are naturally capable of serving as nodes in array formations.

Soon, deep within the mist ahead, a blood-red array flag appeared and disappeared. Beneath the flag sat a disciple of the Cloud Phoenix Sect, his magical artifact humming as he nervously sensed the battle situation outside.

"The third level of entrainment."

Zhao Wuji sensed the spiritual power emanating from the other party and felt relieved. He locked onto the other party's aura and suddenly made a hand seal to cast the Dream Marriage Technique.

The cultivator from Yunfeng Cave opposite him suddenly felt his eyelids drooping and a sense of drowsiness washed over him. He immediately sensed that something was wrong.

However, the next moment, a sliver of icy cold sword blade swept across his neck.

Before the blood could even gush out, a sword slit his throat, freezing it into crimson ice crystals. His body remained seated, as if he had simply fallen into a deep sleep.

In the mist, a figure appeared and disappeared, vanishing in an instant.

The second one. The third one.
Under the invisibility spell, Zhao Wuji was like Yama, the Grim Reaper, slaying three people in quick succession without alerting anyone outside the formation.

The sounds of battle still echoed in the distance, and no one knew that several more "sleeping" corpses had appeared in the fray.

Meanwhile, the fighting outside was still raging.

"Junior Brother Zeng, the situation has changed. Come with me immediately to provide reinforcements. We don't need to guard this formation anymore."

Just as Zhao Wuji was about to leave, a deep voice pierced through the mist, accompanied by a powerful spiritual pressure at the fourth level of Qi Induction.

"not good!"

Zhao Wuji stopped abruptly, and saw a middle-aged cultivator emerge from the mist, his main array flag emitting spiritual light.

"This is."

The middle-aged man's pupils contracted sharply as he saw the slowly falling corpse of "Junior Brother Zeng" coming into view. His expression changed drastically, and the main formation flag instantly erupted with dazzling blood light!
"who!?"

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Three source crystals burst forth from the sky and embedded themselves into the ground in a triangular shape.

Zhao Wuji suddenly appeared, his eyes radiating power and brilliance. His Cold Soul Sword transformed into a streak of light, aiming straight for the enemy's head, while his finger gestures moved like lightning.

"Seal it!" the middle-aged cultivator roared, waving his flag.

"boom!"

The surrounding mist suddenly churned, and the entire formation suddenly erupted. The thick fog solidified into an iron wall, and the terrifying sealing power pressed down like a mountain.

Zhao Wuji groaned, his protective aura crumbling inch by inch, and his spiritual energy circulation instantly stagnating.

"Successful!"

At this critical moment, the middle-aged cultivator's eyes suddenly became unfocused.

The Dream Array has been set up in this short time.

Although Zhao Wuji himself was bound by the sealing power, he also dragged this powerful enemy at the fourth level of Qi Refining into an illusionary realm where reality and illusion intertwined.

The opponent immediately lost the target locked by the array flag and fell into a dreamlike state. Zhao Wuji felt a sense of relief and immediately began to perform a sword incantation.

"Keng——!"

The Frost Soul Flying Sword struck like lightning, but was intercepted in mid-air by a purple copper flying shield.

The runes on the shield suddenly lit up, causing sword light to scatter in all directions.

"change!"

Zhao Wuji's sword technique suddenly changed, and a three-zhang-long azure rainbow exploded in the sky, transforming into thousands of ice silk sword beams.

The flying shield, though struggling to stay afloat, still managed to let through several flashes of cold light—

"Ding Ding Ding!"

But at this critical moment, the enemy cultivator suddenly had phantom images of scales appearing around his body, which deflected all the remaining sword light.

"There's even a magical inner armor?!"

Zhao Wuji's heart skipped a beat. This Yunfeng disciple's wealth was far too abundant, even more extravagant than his own.

"Congeal!"

The scattered sword light suddenly converged, transforming into a condensed, icy, and chilling gleam.

With a "poof," the spiritual armor was pierced, revealing the cultivator's bloodshot eyes and his entire body surging with spiritual energy.

"Ugh!"

At the critical moment of life and death, the opponent actually tried to forcibly break free from the shackles of the dream illusion array!

"Whoosh!"

At that moment, the Cold Soul Sword Light pierced through his brow like a white rainbow piercing the sun.

The exploding blood flowers solidified into ice crystals before they even hit the ground, falling to the earth with a tinkling sound accompanied by wisps of cold air.

"call"

Zhao Wuji let out a long sigh of relief, watching the mist dissipate and the pressure around him vanish, leaving only the frozen corpse on the ground, still struggling.

"A mere fourth-level Qi Refining cultivator with so many magical artifacts and treasures—they are not to be underestimated."

At this moment, the sounds of fighting outside grew louder. Without hesitation, Zhao Wuji snatched the main formation flag and began to dismantle the formation with his array techniques as his ten fingers flew across the screen.

If the remaining enemy forces in the mountain valley were allowed to escape back to their positions and hold their ground, they would become a major threat.

"These treasures that Yunfeng Cave Heaven bought at great expense actually came at a bargain for me."

A slight smile played on his lips. If he could take these superior array flags back, they would be perfect for decorating his cave dwelling.

His hands moved swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, he had completely dismantled the formation, hiding the formation flags and other items in a concealed place.

"Shh!"

The instant the invisibility spell was removed, Zhao Wuji, wielding the Cold Soul Sword, transformed into a streak of light and charged back into the mountain valley.

On the battlefield, he saw that his own cultivators had also arrived and joined forces with Yu Zishan's troops, causing the Yunfeng cultivators to suffer repeated defeats.

"I made it just in time. If I had been any later, my people probably wouldn't have gotten a single drop of credit for this."

Zhao Wuji felt relieved. He drew his sword incantation, and the Cold Soul Sword flowed like a dragon into the sea, beheading enemy cultivators wherever it passed.

"General Zhao!"

Yu Zishan, who was engaged in a fierce battle with the second enemy cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining, shouted.

A flash of cold light, and a line of blood appeared on the enemy cultivator's neck. His eyes widened as he collapsed to the ground.

The battle is now decided!
Zhao Wuji's figure flew down into the battlefield, his blue robe fluttering in the wind.

As everyone gazed at the corpses scattered on the ground, their tense nerves finally relaxed.

"General Zhao, are there any remaining fugitives in the mountains?" Yu Zishan still dared not be careless and hurriedly confirmed with Zhao Wuji.

"One Qi-inducing level four, three level three, all resolved."

Zhao Wuji casually pointed to the depths of the mountain valley, "The formation has been dismantled. Luckily, I learned a little bit in the Scripture Pavilion, and it really came in handy. Let's go in and take a look."

"What?!"

Yu Zishan gasped, and his fellow disciples around him were also stunned, looking at Zhao Wuji as if he were some kind of monster.

Although many people already knew that this Senior Brother Zhao's reputation as a master of both alchemy and swordsmanship was well-deserved, having defeated three senior brothers at the third level when he was only at the second level of Qi Refining, he was now killing a fourth-level Qi Refining cultivator!

The difference between the early and middle stages of Qi cultivation is like heaven and earth.
"Perhaps...he just broke through to the fourth level?"

Some people secretly speculated that only by thinking this way could they feel a little better.

"I didn't expect that the information that Senior Brother Zhao had gleaned through the spirit bird was actually true. Bird language is still somewhat useful. I'll raise some birds and learn from them later."

Liu Huaide glanced at Yan Boyuan, who was still somewhat dazed, stepped forward and patted him heavily on the shoulder, laughing loudly, "We really got a great deal this time by following Senior Brother Zhao! I personally killed a Yunfeng disciple!"

"Ouch, be gentle!"

Yan Boyuan grimaced as he clutched his injured arm, but soon burst out laughing.

On the other side, several disciples were surrounding the injured Li Shiyu: "Junior Sister Li, your injury is serious! Was it caused by the Yin Puppet? It must be treated immediately!"

"Quickly, go and invite Commander Zhao!"

Li Shiyu's face was as pale as paper, but she stopped her senior brother who was about to go looking for someone: "No rush. The war has just ended. I will seek medical help myself after General Zhao has finished his business."

She gazed at the tall figure in the distance, her fingertips unconsciously clenching the blood-stained collar of her clothes, a faint smile appearing on her pale face.

Not far away, Li Nianwei bit her lip and looked at the figure who was as bright as the sun at its zenith.

At this moment, Commander Zhao was radiant, but the figure of "Brother Zhao" in my memory was gradually becoming blurred.

"The difference in spiritual talent for cultivation between the golden light and the azure glow is truly astounding."

She unconsciously twisted the corner of her sleeve with her fingertips, feeling that even getting close was an overstepping of bounds, and no longer harbored any illusions or sense of entitlement.

That small connection from the past has been enough to earn me the honor of serving in the team and receive their protection—it's an immense blessing.

With her qualifications, she will eventually have to return to the Imperial Observatory in the capital.

With this thought, she felt completely relieved, and her last lingering obsession was blown away by the blood-stained mountain wind in the morning light.

He turned and joined the jubilant crowd.

That's good.
However, her woman's intuition told her that something seemed off about Consort Li...

(End of this chapter)