Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone-Chapter 1223 - 559: The Moonlight Sword Destroyed

When Elder Hou was brought back in front of Master Zhi Hui, his old eyes were filled with desolation.

Humiliated.

He had never felt such humiliation before.

In front of several major forces of the Immortal Realm, in the stature of a Golden Immortal, he was forced into utter embarrassment again and again by that Mechanical Demon, who was merely a Heavenly Immortal.

If this were a life-and-death struggle without interference, he would have already killed this bastard three or four times!

But now, it was obvious that the Nine Spirits Sword Venerable was playing favorites!

He, an elder of the Dark Sect, a Golden Immortal protected by the Heavenly Dao, had now become the backdrop for this Mechanical Demon to gain fame in the Immortal Realm!

Even more troubling was...

"Elder Hou, you truly disappoint me."

Anger was hidden on the cold and beautiful face of Master Zhi Hui.

Elder Hou wanted to speak in defense, but the words turned into a sigh at the corner of his mouth, and he bowed his head in a Daoist bow.

Master Zhi Hui flicked her sleeve, and Elder Hou somberly moved towards the rear of the Dark Sect Immortals;

The surrounding Heavenly Immortals avoided him like the plague, most casting looks of disdain and ridicule at Elder Hou.

Elder Hou found a corner to sit and heal, raising his eyes to the Hei Yao envoy smiling at him from a distance, but he said nothing and slowly closed his eyes.

Hei Yao raised his head to look at the top of the Thirty-Three Layers of Cloud Ladder, musing with his hands behind his back:

"See, this is why the Heavenly Dao fears this guy. Reviving a deadlock is just basic operation."

The old lady behind him whispered, "It’s only because the Sword God Palace is here."

"Not just the Sword God Palace, he must have already secretly communicated with the Gun God Palace and the Thousand Generation Alliance."

Hei Yao remarked:

"Otherwise, these two wouldn’t advance with a posture of defense and protection either.

"Don’t even think about it today, even if the Dark Sect Hierarch appears, Sword Nine should be able to protect this guy.

"If he draws power, we’ll be in a tough spot... We need to advance our Mechanical plan."

The elder transmitted, "Will Elder Hou have any problems?"

"What do you mean?"

"A Golden Immortal can’t handle a Heavenly Immortal? I can’t believe that."

"I can," muttered Hei Yao, "and Wang Jixuan surely has an Antimatter Bomb. He hasn’t even used it to blast Elder Hou. Otherwise, he could delay time and exhaust Elder Hou’s mana."

"Then wouldn’t he destroy himself in the process?"

"Just an Avatar would be destroyed, his main body hasn’t even appeared yet."

Hei Yao said casually, leaving the elder and old lady speechless.

At this moment, the Foreign Soul Puppet was steadily stopping on the thirty-second step of the ladder.

The Sword Intent there burst forth, and the Foreign Soul Puppet sat down cross-legged again, seemingly comprehending the Sword Intent present there.

Meanwhile;

On the last Treasure Ship of the Thousand Generation Alliance fleet, a fish swam quickly through the water, soon reaching the edge of the Divine Wood, beneath the Thirty-Three Layers of Cloud Ladder.

This fish was naturally the main body of Master Wang.

He looked up, gazing towards the ladder above.

Immortal shadows were everywhere around the ladder, and in the distance, there were many figures, only most were unable to get close.

Disperse the transformation technique, remove the blinding technique.

Wang Jixuan looked down at his attire, still appearing as the middle-aged Daoist.

He rode a cloud slowly upwards, initially without attracting attention, as his cultivation revealed was merely that of a fifth or sixth rank Heavenly Immortal.

Everywhere was abuzz with talk of the ’Mechanical Demon.’

Wang Jixuan’s immortal sense heard snatches of the discussions, but he paid them no mind, focusing entirely on the significant matter ahead.

Until he approached the cloud ladder, and only then did one or two gazes fall upon him.

"Hey? Fellow Daoist Xuanji?"

Han Xiao’s shout carried a tone of surprise:

"You’ve come to try the cloud ladder of Sword Venerable Nine Spirits too?"

Wang Jixuan nodded slightly, leaping to land on the third layer of the cloud ladder, then bowed his head in a Daoist greeting to Han Xiao.

"Brother Han, I had to hide my identity before, offending you in many ways, I hope for your forgiveness.

"If I survive today, I’ll surely prepare fine wine and food to apologize to you, Brother Han."

Han Xiao’s head suddenly grew twice as large.

But Master Wang straightened up, lifted his hand to remove a nano-mask from his face, and immediately the beard, sideburns, and subtle facial marks went away with the mask.

Han Xiao abruptly pointed at Wang Jixuan, his sword-like eyebrows rising steeply, and gritted his teeth, exclaiming:

"You!"

Wang Jixuan squinted with a smile: "Sorry, sorry, I was truly cornered by the Dark Sect."

"Come with me quickly!"

Han Xiao said firmly:

"The Thousand Generation Alliance will exert all efforts to protect you!"

Wang Jixuan felt a bit puzzled but said nothing more, just politely declined Han Xiao’s kind intentions.

Master Wang smiled, "Being here today, I’ve only now realized my future great path, and I don’t want to miss such an opportunity. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have appeared in person; the Foreign Soul Puppet is enough to handle any troubles from the Dark Sect."

As he spoke, Master Wang’s gaze glanced at the distant Dark Sect Immortals.

Master Zhi Hui’s face was icy, her body trembling slightly, as if seeing a scene that infuriated her beyond measure.

’Sure enough, even if she’s not the True Immortal I killed 600,000 years ago, she’s related to that person. Such hatred can’t be faked.’

Wang Jixuan’s lips curled into a faint cold smile, but he said nothing, his form slowly leaping and falling.

And so, he began to climb the ladder bare-handed, with none of the eleven Dark Sect Heavenly Immortals on the ladder daring to step forward to obstruct him.

All eleven intended to advance, but the scene of Elder Hou being blasted by Star Sword Intent, and Elder Hou’s protective Immortal Light being shattered by a falling leaf, made them collectively abandon the idea.

It was all for earning some Contribution Points, risking life wasn’t worth it...

Master Wang easily reached the twenty-sixth layer, just about to step through, when he suddenly heard a crisp shout.