Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone-Chapter 1207 - 551: The Arrival of a Formidable Enemy
"Fellow, you must be joking. Who wouldn’t long for immortality?"
The corner of the Dark Sect Immortal’s mouth twitched as he supported Wang Jixuan, and impatience filled his eyes.
But he quickly realized something was amiss.
Why was this person beside him asking that question? This guy was seriously injured, apparently drained of immortal power by that terrifying magic artifact earlier. How could he ask such a question?
Soon after, the Daoist felt a bit dazed; he forgot to question further. A longing for the Life and Death Mysterious Gate arose within him, inevitably giving rise to melancholy.
If not for the fact that he had no hope of advancing to Golden Immortal, why would he be constrained by the Dark Sect and risk his life for that Heavenly Dao Stele?
"Do you truly desire immortality?"
The Daoist’s face showed sorrow, and bitterness lurked in his eyes.
He forgot that he didn’t need to answer this question, nor did he notice the oddity of the person he was supporting, falling into some kind of emotion.
Immortality, the journey of cultivation, so many regrets—isn’t it all for immortality? Isn’t it to stand out, to join the ranks of experts in the Immortal Realm?
Among the Heavenly Immortals, though some are stunningly talented, the life expectancy of a Heavenly Immortal is ultimately limited. With time flying by, what mark can one leave between Heaven and Earth? How many will recognize one’s Tao Fruit? Not to mention, in this Immortal Realm where people consume each other and immortals kill immortals, the grudges and causes and effects I’ve borne—I can’t now extend them.
In this vast lifetime, what is there to seek? Is it not just freedom in immortality?
But, where is immortality?
And where is freedom?
Driven by the Heavenly Dao, striving for contribution points for thousands of years to earn a breakthrough chance into a Heavenly Immortal, only to find the way forward difficult, with no strength to advance further...
Forget it; can’t I just find a remote place to live out the rest of my days?
No, immortality is paramount. If not for immortality, wouldn’t all this suffering, these ill deeds, this lack of conscience, have been in vain?
And then he heard that voice say:
"But now, those people over there don’t want you to gain immortality, don’t want you to cultivate in peace. They want to kill you, kill us..."
"Who! Who wants to kill me!"
The Daoist’s eyes widen in rage, his eyes bloodshot.
Seeing this, Wang Jixuan felt something strange in his heart too.
This was his first time exhibiting this self-created Devil Skill;
Now, he probably wasn’t far off from a Demon luring others into depravity.
Master Wang continued with the soul-piercing Demon Sound: "Look ahead..."
The Dark Sect Heavenly Immortal suddenly looked up, seeing human shapes looming in his eyes.
At this moment, they were already behind the ranks of Dark Sect Immortals in the air.
In front of those layered shadows, the dozens from Feather God Palace were brandishing weapons, seemingly about to charge, each one appearing furious.
The Dark Sect Heavenly Immortal’s breath began to grow heavy, and his nostrils quivered continuously. Suddenly, he shouted:
"Feather God Palace, what are you up to!"
Before the shout was finished, he casually threw the figure he was supporting onto the ground and gripped a blood-stained spear, hurling it with all his might toward Feather God Palace!
A scarlet meteor streaked across the sky dome!
The opposing sides, and even the various forces circling on the outskirts, were all dumbfounded at that moment.
Did they really make the first move?
The unspoken rule among the major powers not to attack each other was broken just like that?
The spear, while threatening, intrinsically posed no threat to the people of Feather God Palace, considering it was merely an attack by a minor Heavenly Immortal accelerated by the Heavenly Dao Stele. The people of Feather God Palace could certainly resist it.
However, for some reason, whether it was that Feather God Palace intended to start a war, unwilling to let go of this chance, or because the Golden Armor Birdmen from Feather God Palace were somewhat amateur, they neither dodged nor defended.
Blood light streaked by, a figure flew upwards, and golden blood droplets floated in the air.
A silent world filled the scene.
Two seconds later, a Golden Immortal elder from Feather God Palace roared:
"Dark Sect, are you seeking death!"
Several waves of Golden Immortal pressure burst simultaneously, and the Golden Immortal elders from both sides surged into the sky, raising their hands, releasing boundless radiance.
Down below, both sides’ Heavenly Immortals weren’t idle either;
The earlier Dark Sect Heavenly Immortal had already charged out. Although some were bewildered and did not quite grasp the situation, even casting angry glances at the attacker, the dozens of Golden Armor Birdmen from Feather God Palace had formed a ferocious battle array, rushing forward!
It was no longer up to them whether to join the battle or not.
Yet, amongst the Dark Sect Heavenly Immortals who retained some sanity, someone shouted loudly:
"Capture them! Don’t kill!"
Don’t kill?
The Foreign Soul Puppet, still flying back from the sea on a ’gravely injured body,’ sketched a faintly sinister smile at the corners of its mouth.
They wouldn’t be able to prevent it, would they.
Wang Jixuan controlled this puppet to join the chaotic fight, wisps of demonic qi pouring out extravagantly.
In a regular large force, such demonic qi would probably have drawn attention long ago, but in the Dark Sect, especially at the Immortal Realm headquarters of the Dark Sect, Wang Jixuan’s bit of demonic qi drew no attention whatsoever.
Because, everywhere here are Great Demon Venerables!
More than half of the Dark Sect Immortals are Demon Cultivators, their bodies brimming with evil qi, having slain countless innocent lives.
Once chaos breaks out, it becomes unstoppable.
Wang Jixuan quickly found an opportunity, covertly influencing the controlled Dark Sect Immortal, making him appear noticeably delayed during the fighting, only to be killed by a single strike from one of Feather God Palace’s Golden Armor Birdmen, leaving no evidence of wrongdoing.
Then, Master Wang took the opportunity to reduce Feather God Palace’s number by one or two Birdmen.
Mu Dan, manipulating the pre-placed machinery in the sea, continued utilizing a targeted acoustic field device, taunting the factions above.
Both sides quickly became utterly furious.
The battle erupted beside the Divine Wood.
Meanwhile, other families, seeing the Dark Sect and Feather God Palace really igniting their tempers, naturally wouldn’t miss this chance, charging directly at the Divine Wood, attempting to seize the Divine Wood Spirit.
