In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone

#502 - Fisherman

Suddenly, a True Immortal-level pressure appeared…

The crippled old Taoist of the Moving Mountain Sect, Daoist Dou Qian, actually had a bad premonition the instant Qu Man was inexplicably defeated.

However, he had planned for so long, schemed for so long, using every means possible, even taking on enormous risks for it. Just obtaining the quota to come to the mortal world to preach the Dao among the scattered immortals of the Moving Mountain Sect had exhausted an unknown amount of his energy.

He had already killed people, and had killed two of them.

As long as experts from the Immortal Realm came here, they could easily use divine powers and spells, or even divination techniques, to find the real culprit.

Furthermore, if the fact that he had ‘tamed’ Qu Man here was exposed, those old bones in the Myriad Bone Cave would definitely tear him to pieces.

This was a path that, once taken, had no turning back.

But why…

The old Taoist's vision was a sea of scarlet. Three powerful streams of magic power collided back and forth within his body, and he could only suppress them temporarily with secret techniques, needing to quickly resolve the battle and then refine these three streams of magic power.

He stared intently at the demonic figure that had suddenly appeared in front of him.

The power emanating from the opponent made him hesitate, extremely wary.

‘Why can't you just die peacefully!’

The crippled old Taoist's eyes turned scarlet in an instant. Gray wings spread out behind him, from which countless skulls flew out, shooting towards the front!

Wang Ji Xuan calmly raised the right hand of the Different Soul Puppet.

This feeling was a bit like piloting a mech.

Demonic Art: Dragon Python Devouring Heaven Art.

The Different Soul Puppet's left arm suddenly exploded into boundless black energy, lightning flashing within the black energy, a black dragon roaring and howling!

The skulls fell like a meteor shower;

The black energy suddenly expanded, condensing into a dragon head with a diameter of several thousand feet. The dragon head opened its mouth and sucked fiercely, and these flying skulls were instantly swallowed directly by the dragon head!

The crippled old Taoist was obviously stunned.

This was… pure demonic art! A cultivation method explicitly forbidden by the Immortal Realm!

Their six affiliated forces of the Beast God Palace were already demonic and evil enough, but after several ‘technique purifications,’ they no longer had this kind of pure demonic art.

Plunder, devour, and transform into one's own use.

“Who exactly are you!”

The crippled old Taoist roared, his figure suddenly rising upwards, the ten fingers of his hands lengthening and transforming into beast claws, and then he flung out countless blood-red claw marks downwards.

Useless.

Completely useless.

That pitch-black dragon head reappeared, swallowing all the claw marks together.

The crippled old Taoist changed his move again;

He unleashed more than ten kinds of attacks in a row, each of which could severely injure a scattered immortal as depleted as Mao Mo, but without exception, these attacks were all swallowed by the pitch-black dragon head.

Only the few magic treasures he flung out were helpless against the pitch-black dragon head.

But Wang Ji Xuan immediately flung out two immortal treasures, directly suppressing the crippled old Taoist's magic treasures.

Old Shao's value is still increasing!

He was forcing the crippled old Taoist to use spells, and these spells, without much pure demonic energy, and the several powerful strands of resentment and hatred mixed within them, were precisely the great nourishment for Wang Ji Xuan's Different Soul Puppet.

After all, Daoist Wang was a righteous cultivator, only occasionally using demonic methods to kill enemies;

So he had a psychological burden and didn't want to slaughter living beings.

But in situations like this now;

A powerful enemy who used secret techniques to devour the primordial spirits and cultivation of other scattered immortals, and whose own fall into demonhood prevented him from completely devouring all the cultivation…

Was simply his best tonic!

It was also thanks to him that he had deduced the Dragon Python Devouring Heaven Art to a near-perfect state using the Blade Beast race.

The situation was temporarily deadlocked.

The crippled old Taoist constantly attacked fiercely, but didn't dare to get close;

Wang Ji Xuan hid in the black energy, releasing the Different Soul to frantically devour the attacks unleashed by the crippled old Taoist, and gradually erode the rolling black energy around the crippled old Taoist;

It seemed that the old Taoist had the upper hand;

In reality, the old Taoist was already in a state of chronic death, and was now frantically searching for a way to suppress Wang Ji Xuan.

Suddenly, a soft laugh was heard.

Wang Ji Xuan's voice directly rang in the crippled old Taoist's ears: “I have a question.”

The crippled old Taoist suddenly turned his head, but only saw a wisp of phantom, which was Wang Ji Xuan's half-body image.

The old Taoist immediately flung out a series of claw marks, but the phantom only trembled slightly.

This was pure light and shadow projected from a distance.

“Don't waste your energy,” Wang Ji Xuan said with a smile, “This is just a projection… I have a question, how did you do it the second time you attacked? Why couldn't we capture your tracks? However, we discovered a bit of Qu Man's abnormality at the time, so I think it must have been the two of you working together to resolve that Emotion Severing Valley scattered immortal in a short period of time.”

“Get lost!”

The crippled old Taoist refused to communicate and directly rushed towards the place with the most concentrated black energy below.

He seemed to be about to fight desperately.

Within this projection, Daoist Wang's figure flickered gently, transforming into Mu Dan wearing a maid outfit.

Mu Dan pouted her small mouth and tapped her fingers rapidly, the speed of her fingers so fast that only a few afterimages could be seen.

One instruction after another was quickly issued.

One mechanical body after another directly ejected from the ground.

Below, the crippled old Taoist rushed halfway, his figure suddenly rising, leaving only a patch of demonic energy rushing downwards, while his figure shrank to the size of an adult, directly shooting towards the northwest direction.

Wang Ji Xuan was well-prepared, allowing the Different Soul to devour all the rushing demonic energy.

Two seconds later, the mechanical bodies that rushed out from the ground had formed a new great formation. The entire world suddenly changed color, with yellow sand everywhere and a gust of wind. The crippled old Taoist, who was flying straight, suddenly turned a corner, and then spun around in the formation like a headless fly.

The biggest beneficiary of the battle with Fairy Linglong was not Wang Ji Xuan, but Mu Dan, who was frantically analyzing immortal power and the fighting methods of immortals.

The mechanical body array was strengthened again.

And this time, in order to be able to quickly resolve the battle and be foolproof, Mu Dan was still using the latest type of mechanical body produced by the First Base.

Wang Ji Xuan snapped his fingers, the rolling black energy returned, and the Different Soul Puppet's majestic demonic body grew three inches taller again, the cracks on the scales on its body having receded a lot.

He lowered his head and glanced at Mao Mo.

Mao Mo was lying there diagonally, his eyes vacant, as if he had lost all his strength and means.

This primordial spirit contract was quite useful.

Wang Ji Xuan cupped his hands, his figure drilled into the yellow sand formation in front of him.

He had almost figured out the crippled old Taoist's methods.

He was determined to have this mottled demonic energy!

The roar of the demonic cultivator suddenly resounded in the great formation, and two streams of black energy began to collide with each other and devour each other unilaterally.

This matter was destined to be the east wind prevailing over the west wind.

The crippled old Taoist was unable to resolve Wang Ji Xuan's devouring demonic art, and was destined to be in a losing situation.

And during this battle, the Different Soul Puppet's injuries continued to recover, and the two heads that had originally hidden behind the puppet slowly stood up.

Buddha, Taoism, and Demon, the three demonic bodies returned again!

The crippled old Taoist gradually changed from the initial anger and annoyance to shock and panic.

“What kind of monster are you!”

“What kind of monster are you!”

“Stay away from me! I'll give it to you! I'll give you all my magic power! Don't come over!”

Wang Ji Xuan was indifferent to this.

He naturally knew how the Different Soul Puppet came to be.

He was now only rejoicing…

That his three-headed Dharmakaya was black, not that disgusting blue color, otherwise he would have personally destroyed this Different Soul Puppet and refined another one.

Before long, the demonic energy in the yellow sand formation changed from 60-40 to 50-50, and then to 60-40 again.

The Dragon Python completely revived.

However, compared to the previous peak state of the Different Soul Puppet, it was still a bit worse.

“Spare me!”

The crippled old Taoist's Dao heart had already shattered, and he kept shouting.

But whether he begged for mercy, or tried to anger Wang Ji Xuan, or tried to get Wang Ji Xuan to kill him faster and stop torturing him by extracting his magic power, Wang Ji Xuan was indifferent.

He had his own rhythm.

Finally, the demonic energy in the yellow sand formation was already at 80-20.

Wang Ji Xuan calculated the time and knew that he couldn't delay for too long.

Therefore, the immortal sword given by Old Shao fell into the puppet's palm, and the sword instantly transformed into a zhang long, perfectly matching the puppet's majestic body.

The Azure Lotus Sword Intent reappeared;

The Buddha seal suddenly fell from the nine heavens;

The demonic sound roared, instantly fixing the crippled old Taoist's primordial spirit.

Wang Ji Xuan's demonic body disappeared with a whoosh, and then hundreds of afterimages appeared around the crippled old Taoist, lifting weights as if they were light, easily and casually unleashing hundreds of swords in a row, and then these afterimages simultaneously converged towards the crippled old Taoist.

The sword light flashed wildly, and fresh blood spurted out.

The crippled old Taoist was even unable to utter a complete scream. His head was chopped off, his limbs were dismembered in the air, and the Buddha seal falling in the air bloomed with scorching light, instantly purifying the remains of his body.

Wang Ji Xuan reached forward with his left hand, the Dragon Python Different Soul transformed into a zhang long black dragon and窜 out, fishing back a primordial spirit with dull eyes.

A desire to directly devour this primordial spirit arose in Daoist Wang's heart.

This wouldn't do.

This was too demonic.

And this guy's primordial spirit was too dirty.

Wang Ji Xuan shook his head, took out a Soul-Seizing Treasure Pearl, stripped the primordial spirit's primordial spirit power, and threw the remnant soul into it.

Afterwards, he wielded the Dragon Python Devouring Heaven Art to clean up the mess, not letting go of the boiling spiritual energy here, devouring it all.

One mechanical body after another descended from the sky, drilling into the ground, gathering, and quickly converging towards the teleportation array underground.

Wang Ji Xuan cleaned up the battlefield, erasing all traces of his activities, only deliberately leaving some of the crippled old Taoist's demonic energy.

For Daoist Wang, killing this guy was not too difficult.

The difficulty lay in how to end this matter, conceal himself, and avoid the Immortal Realm's investigation.

Everything was properly cleaned up. Wang Ji Xuan put away the Different Soul Puppet, and his true body fell directly in front of Mao Mo, revealing a sincere smile, and proactively extended his right hand.

Mao Mo, whose face was blank, snapped awake.

He had been sitting and leaning back on the ground, but now he shuffled his buttocks backward about half a body length.

“Was that half-body retreat a serious move?”

“Huh, what?”

“Never mind, just kidding,” Daoist Wang said seriously. “Let’s go with me first. I need to think about how to explain things to you, and how to explain things to your Immortal Palace in the Immortal Realm.”

… …

Wang Jixuan didn't take Mao Mo back to his primary base.

He hadn't fully decided how to accommodate this old brother.

From a personal safety perspective, killing Mao Mo would be the best option, but Mao Mo had tried to help him during the previous fight, and Mao Mo himself wasn't some great villain.

Although he was lecherous, when he sought pleasure in the mortal world, he always gave pills and jewelry, and never directly harmed those mortals.

From that perspective alone, he was at most morally flawed.

Not thoroughly good, not purely evil, and quite righteous…

This really made Daoist Wang feel a bit troubled.

He had Mao Mo hide in the sea to recover from his injuries, and he himself hurriedly returned to the base for a brief seclusion, starting to sort out the memories of the lame old Daoist and Qu Man.

After reading their memories, Daoist Wang felt a mix of emotions.

Through their perspectives, Wang Jixuan saw an Immortal Realm, an Immortal Realm that also contained cannibalism, deceit, and even was full of darkness.

Qu Man could be considered to have been born with a silver spoon in her mouth;

However, her family was momentarily careless, allowing Dou Qian Daoist, disguised as a musician, to approach Qu Man. Qu Man, originally innocent and naive, was quickly captured by Dou Qian Daoist's handsome appearance and deliberately designed words.

And this was just one part of Dou Qian Daoist's entire plan.

Dou Qian Daoist's plan was complex yet simple.

In the Immortal Realm, he was just at the very bottom of the immortals.

Although there were a large number of mortals in the Immortal Realm, as well as a massive number of cultivators striving to become immortals, loose immortals seemed to have considerable strength;

However, loose immortals were looked down upon by everyone in the Immortal Realm.

Dou Qian Daoist only had a few thousand years of lifespan left. If he couldn't break through his realm, he would inevitably perish.

He didn't want to die;

Even more, he didn't want to continue living such a useless life;

And the only way to defy fate was in the mortal realm.

As a loose immortal under the Beast God Palace, one of the Eight Great Immortal Palaces, his only opportunity to come to the mortal realm was for immortals to preach.

Coming to the mortal realm to preach, preparing an assistant in advance, devouring the primordial spirits and mana of the other four loose immortals, and using this as a foundation to outline the Heaven Refining Grand Array to refine the creatures of this world!

Only in this way could he possibly use the power of the creatures to rush to a higher Dao realm, to replenish his own Dao foundation, and renew his immortal fate.

If there hadn't been Wang Jixuan as a variable, Dou Qian Daoist would have already succeeded at this moment.

Unfortunately, his demon was swallowed.

In the end, it only benefited Wang Jixuan.

Previously, when Bai Ling'er died, her storage treasure was also taken away by Dou Qian Daoist;

When the second deceased appeared, the storage treasure naturally suffered the same fate.

And at this moment, these storage treasures were all in Wang Jixuan's hands.

He easily unlocked the restrictions on them, originally thinking he would have a windfall of spirit stones, but after looking through them one by one, Daoist Wang actually had the illusion that 'could it be that this poor Daoist is also a rich man in the Immortal Realm?'

Were these loose immortals so poor?

However, Daoist Wang still gained something.

For example, five cultivation techniques, and supporting various spells;

There was also the Heaven Refining Grand Array foundation, array plate, and array flags prepared by Dou Qian Daoist;

In addition, there were three low-grade immortal treasures, and several magical treasures and magical implements.

“This is too poor.”

Daoist Wang threw the few storage rings aside, frowning and pondering the subsequent matters.

Knock knock.

Accompanied by the sound of knocking, Mudan poked her head in:

“Boss, we need to quickly determine a plan to deceive the Immortal Realm.”

“Coming,” Wang Jixuan asked, “How are your gains?”

“The gains aren't that great,” Mudan also had a little disgust, “This lame old Daoist's fighting style is too crude, he's only good at overpowering people with force, and his own demonic cultivation is not up to par… But, boss, is this Beast God Palace a major base for demonic cultivators?”

“Not sure, I only know that there are Eight Great Immortal Palaces in the Immortal Realm.”

Daoist Wang stretched lazily and got up:

“There is some relevant information in this person's memory, you can directly extract the memory data from my alien soul later, I didn't look at those details carefully.”

“Okay.”

Mudan muttered in a low voice:

“I should still restrain my urge to deduce and predict, I don't want to attract the attention of the Heavenly Dao again here.”

The Daoist smiled noncommittally.

“Let's get to work.”

“Yes.”