Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel.

Chapter 160: Immortal King Projection, Cutting the Sky

Refining the Qi lineage, after a hundred days of spiritual transformation, you can cultivate jade bones, build the Dao fetus, gather the golden elixir, refine the Qi and transform it into spirit. At this point, the essence, Qi and spirit are all perfect, then you can enter the state of returning to the void, embrace the Yuan and keep the One, become a pure Yang Yuan spirit, and enter the state of harmony with the Dao.

One has to enter the state of harmony and go through hundreds of tribulations before becoming a celestial being. It is simply unimaginable how much hardship one has to endure.

In terms of the difficulty of practice, refining Qi is actually far superior to the path of immortality. Not only does it require extremely high comprehension, but the threshold for entry is also extremely high. If one lacks talent, it is difficult to make any achievements in refining Qi.

Before this, Shang Zuling didn't know much about Qi cultivators, and he had no idea at all about the level of the so-called celestial immortals.

But now, she has it.

The immortal in front of him just stood there without making a move, but the terrifying aura that surged out of him almost overwhelmed most of the cultivators in the Cang Yun Realm.

Ji Yuyan's fingertips trembled slightly, his breathing was a little disordered, blood scabs covered his cheeks, and his expression could no longer be seen clearly.

His body was covered with scars so deep that the bones could be seen, and his clothes were tattered. In the continuous resistance, his immortal body, which had not been completely transformed, had been broken into pieces countless times. After being forced to gather together many times, his origin at this moment was less than one-tenth of the original.

Among all the Cang Yun cultivators, the pressure he faces is undoubtedly the greatest.

Even with the help of the immortal fire, Geng Yiyang would not be able to resist the powerful beings in the Ten Thousand Worlds who have entered the seventh realm for a long time alone, and he would need to risk his life to share the pressure.

If Ji Yuyan had not laid a solid foundation for himself in preparation for the tribulation and prepared a large number of recovery pills and healing elixirs, he would have collapsed long ago.

But the appearance of this celestial being undoubtedly completely disrupted the balance that had been maintained with great effort.

This celestial being is definitely not one who has just entered the celestial realm. His aura is ancient and rich, and his background is unfathomable. Among the celestial beings, he is probably one of the strongest ones, comparable to the Immortal Lord.

Facing such an existence, let alone the fact that the immortal treasures were sealed at the moment, even if the dozen or so immortal treasures above his head could be used at will, Cang Yun's chances of winning were slim.

Thinking of this, Ji Yuyan sighed softly and looked up at the shining stars in the distance with a trace of melancholy in his eyes. Countless light years away was his hometown where he would never be able to return in this lifetime.

Before embarking on the path to immortality, he had thought about his own end countless times, but he had never imagined that one day, he would die here in order to protect a world that had little to do with him, and even his body would not be left behind.

He no longer had any hope for possible support from the Immortal Alliance.

It has been more than two months since the war started. Even if the Immortal Alliance was slow, it should have sent one or two True Immortals to help. But now, there is nothing.

Help came from all realms, one after another, and now, even people from the celestial realm have arrived.

Not far behind him, Geng Yiyang put away the immortal fire and returned to his previous old state.

Even if the immortal in front of him did not come, his life span would not be able to last much longer. At this moment, he was like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time.

Being buried in the starry sky was also a way of death he had never imagined.

"God is merciful and kind. It has not been easy for you to practice till now."

The profound sound of Tao reverberated in the starry sky, creating slight ripples, like the sound of a huge bell, awakening the deaf:

"Cangyun was once my homeland. I don't want to commit more sins and increase the karma. Let me stop here."

Under the Dharma image that supports the sky and the earth, these two lightly spoken words are filled with an oppressive force that is hard to resist.

None of the Cang Yun cultivators doubted that this celestial being could kill them all with a single strike of his palm.

"As a fellow cultivator, today I honor you as a Supreme Immortal!"

Ji Yuyan laughed miserably: "Goddess, can you guarantee that we can continue on our path to immortality?"

He was answered with silence.

The dispute over the orthodoxy of Taoism concerns destiny. Even if these immortal practitioners can live forever, they can no longer continue to practice, and their descendants will no longer be able to come into contact with the immortal way.

For a practitioner, being unable to continue practicing is tantamount to death.

If the Hundred Daos could truly coexist with the Immortal Dao, the dispute over the Daoist tradition would not have lasted for so many years.

What the Confucian and Taoist monk said before was not false. The Hundred Paths can indeed accommodate the Immortal Path, but the prerequisite is that the Immortal Path stops here and there will be no one to come.

Facing the deathly silence, Ji Yuyan's body lit up with immortal light, and the blood scabs on his face became more hideous:
"As long as we live and continue to practice, even if our luck in the immortal path continues, we will still die in the end. What's the difference between being imprisoned by you until the end of my life and dying in battle now?!"

"Please wait, Immortal! We are willing to surrender!"

"I am willing to surrender too!"

Before Ji Yuyan finished speaking, a series of responses came from afar.

He turned around suddenly and saw a group of transformed demon kings speaking one after another with panic-stricken looks on their faces.

As a demon race, they are fundamentally different from the immortal monks, and do not have much influence on destiny. They can survive as demons in the Immortal Alliance, as mounts of major sects in the Myriad Worlds, and as guardian beasts of the mountains.

Being a mount is better than dying.

Seeing this, Ji Yuyan couldn't help but frown, a fierce light flashed in his pupils, and he gritted his teeth and growled:
"Beast!"

Facing Ji Yuyan's gaze, the transformed demon kings showed no fear at all. Without waiting for Ji Yuyan to attack, they quickly rushed towards the camp of All Worlds one after another.

In just a short moment, they had quietly moved to the edge of the battlefield. With a slight movement, they broke away from the formation set up by many cultivators of the Cang Yun Realm and entered the camp of all realms.

As they ran, they all revealed their true forms, discarding their human bodies. For a moment, under the starry sky, the sounds of dragons roaring, tigers howling, phoenixes calling, and cranes cries were heard everywhere.

In all the worlds, no alien is qualified to maintain human form without permission, as this is considered an act of rebellion.

They have long been aware of this unspoken rule.

At this moment, they did not feel any pressure in their hearts. Calculating the time, the younger generations of all races in the world have already escaped. The Cang Yun world will be destroyed sooner or later, so there is no need to risk their lives in vain.

Seeing this scene, the faces of many Cang Yun monks were somewhat bleak. Unlike these monsters, they had no way of retreat.

Ji Yuyan's breathing became increasingly disordered. After a moment, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes. He turned around and opened the magic circle that sealed the entrance to the space channel.

The immortal treasures were suppressed in mid-air and could not move. Only some of the Tongxuan spiritual treasures that had not yet been used could be barely retrieved.

He sent all the Tongxuan spiritual treasures that he could retrieve into the passage, and at the same time sent back the six-word decree:

[All those who belong to the demons will be killed!] 】

As for the rest, these profound spiritual treasures naturally know what to do.

The many demon kings who had already integrated into the Ten Thousand Worlds camp did not show the slightest worry about Ji Yuyan's actions. Their clansmen were no longer in Cang Yun at this moment.

"Leave the fairy treasure and fairy fire behind. I will help you block it for a while."

Ji Yuyan's voice rang in the minds of many monks:
"Go back and see my disciples. I can't take care of what happens after I die. You can make your own decisions." What he meant was nothing more than letting these cultivators go. They can choose to surrender after the Ten Thousand Realms enter Cang Yun.

Although the path to immortality cannot be continued, at least one can save his life.

A trace of fatigue involuntarily emerged between Ji Yuyan's brows.

After detonating the immortal fire and immortal treasure, a large amount of turbulence should appear near the space channel. It will take at least ten days or half a month to reopen it.

This is the last period of delay.

The reinforcements from the Immortal Alliance were slow to arrive, and now the situation was hopeless. This was all he could do.

However, after Ji Yuyan's message, no one moved and stepped into the space channel.

"Why fear death? Ji Xian is willing to protect Cang Yun with his life, and so can we."

"It is better to die on the battlefield than to die on the battlefield. What is the meaning of living in this world?"

"My Song family has produced four True Immortals. As a family of True Immortals, deserting the battlefield is truly a disgrace to our ancestors."

Under the cover of the nest, there is no complete egg.

All the worlds will be absorbed into the blue clouds, and the paths to immortality for their most valued descendants and disciples will be cut off.

There is hope to reach a higher realm, but one can only stop here. For a cultivator, this is a hundred times more terrifying than death.

As fellow cultivators, they can naturally understand this feeling.

From the moment they entered the space channel, they had already put their lives and deaths aside.

What's more, the big forces that have been able to be passed down to this day all have more or less some life-saving trump cards. Before coming here, most of them have already arranged their funeral affairs.

Instead of entering the space channel and going back to waste time, it is better to stay here and report the death as quickly as possible so that future generations can escape.

Ji Yuyan glanced at the group of cultivators and his gaze stopped on Geng Yiyang.

"See what I do?"

As death approached, Geng Yiyang's words lost their previous respect, and his cloudy eyes were filled with a hint of amusement:

"Before I left, I had already arranged my funeral arrangements. If I go back now, covered in dust and dirt, wouldn't it be a disgrace to the reputation I have protected all my life? What's more, some people wish I would die sooner."

Among everyone, Geng Yiyang was undoubtedly the most relaxed at the moment. He knew that Chu Zheng practiced a different way. Even if all the worlds were absorbed into Cang Yun, in the worst case scenario, with Chu Zheng's means, it should not be difficult for him to survive. At least he could leave a spark for Tai Xuan.

Geng Yiyang glanced at the Holy Lord Taixu who was not far away. He wanted to question him about the deaths of You Ziyun and Ye Yulou, but then he thought that he was about to die.

After all the worlds merge into Cangyun, the Taixu Holy Land will no longer exist. It seems that there is no point in asking these questions anymore.

The intrigues among the various holy places over the years seemed insignificant and pitiful at this moment under the appearance of the immortals from all realms.

Saint Lord Taixu looked over, and they looked at each other in silence.

A cold and solemn atmosphere permeated the air, almost freezing the void, making the place dead silent.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Shang Zuling, who was sitting cross-legged on the meteorite, took a deep breath. Blood glowed all over her body, and strands of blood overflowed from the pores of her skin, condensing into a mysterious rune in the void.

These old guys were ready to die, but she hadn't lived enough. Her immortal journey had just begun, so how could it be cut short?

The reason why she was named Zuling was because she had the protection of the spirits of her ancestors in her body. But before today, she had never thought that one day she would ask her ancestors for help.

Even though he was unwilling and wanted to break through the shackles of his ancestors to prove his own extraordinaryness, at this moment, Shang Zuling had to seek help from the ancestor he had never met.

Cangyun Immortal King.

In an instant, the rune was condensed. Shang Zuling hesitated for a few breaths, and squeezed out the mantra to activate the rune from between his teeth with difficulty:

"Ancestor, save me!"

hum-

The various auras surging in the starry sky suddenly came to a standstill, and the flow of time seemed to slow down until it froze.

The celestial being standing in front of the camp of all realms suddenly changed his expression, and a trace of horror flashed unconsciously in his eyes. He felt the calamity energy surrounding his body begin to surge.

He had been in seclusion for a long time, and his cultivation had improved greatly, advancing two small realms in succession. He had not yet had time to avert the disaster. This time, because of the Taoist Ancestor, the matter was of great importance, so he hurried to the battlefield.

He has too much experience in experiencing tribulations and is confident enough that he can delay the outbreak of his own tribulation.

But now, due to certain factors, the originally calm calamity energy has exploded prematurely!
What made him even more horrified was that after the calamity energy erupted, it suddenly grew wildly as if there would be no end. In the blink of an eye, it transformed from an ordinary calamity into a life-and-death calamity, and it was far from stopping.

Seeing this scene, he did not hesitate at all and used a secret method to temporarily suppress the calamity energy.

Then Tongtian Faxiang turned his palm over, instantly connecting the heaven, earth and time and space, and sent several Qi cultivators who were not far from him and a small number of seventh-level cultivators from the Ten Thousand Worlds Camp to endless light years away, far away from this battlefield.

However, in just these few short moments of delay, the calamity energy of the life and death calamity further rose and completely turned into a death calamity.

Black mist visible to the naked eye surged out from the Dharma image that was emitting immortal light, and it was filled with ominousness.

The many cultivators from the Ten Thousand Worlds camp and the demon king who had just defected here had no idea what was going on and were filled with confusion.

But the next moment, their expressions all changed, and their bodies seemed to be embedded in an invisible barrier, unable to move at all. The magic power in their bodies was also completely suppressed, and no matter how they tried to stimulate it, there was no response at all.

hum-

A rainbow bridge paved with fairy light emerged, connecting time and space, extending from the end of the universe. Wherever it passed, fairy light overflowed and created endless strange scenes.

In a flash, a figure suddenly appeared under the starry dome. The shape could not be seen clearly, and the figure seemed a little illusory, like an afterimage.

Only the immortal had the energy to speak, with a hint of sadness in his tone:
"Immortal King projection..."

Facing the projection of an Immortal King, he had no chance of survival at all. In the moment of delay just now, he had lost the last chance of escape.

The Immortal King was extremely powerful, and through the lingering aura between heaven and earth, he understood the whole cause and effect in an instant, without any need for explanation.

His eyes dropped, and without him making a move, the immortal's image began to collapse and disintegrate like snow in boiling soup, along with its own body, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The many cultivators in the myriad realms, before they could even react, followed suit and turned into ashes of the universe.

The next moment, a deep whisper echoed under the starry sky:
"Zhao Tingxian, you failed in your duty as the ruler of the Heavenly Dao. You concealed the evil demons from outside the domain for your own selfish desires. You deserve to be put to death. Go to the Immortal Alliance to receive your punishment. Your followers will be punished with the same crime."

(End of this chapter)