Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone-Chapter 1236 - 564: Unequal Duel (Part 3)
Wang Jixuan casually wrapped it with immortal power and tossed it toward Sword Dance.
"Master Uncle, consider this as the disciple's respect!"
Sword Dance immediately beamed with joy, effortlessly drawing a talisman, suppressing the arrows and storing them in the Storage Magical Treasure.
Wang Jixuan stretched lazily and slowly stood up.
Actually, there was no need to waste the Puppet's mana to forcibly control Yu Ling, but one must act the whole part when putting on a show; you can't stop halfway.
Wang Jixuan looked at Yu Ling's Primordial Spirit, lifted his left hand, summoned the giant sword bestowed by the Nine Spirits Sword Venerable, and rested the giant sword on his shoulder.
He glanced sideways at the thick cloud layer behind Yu Ling and said loudly:
"Feather God Palace, do you admit defeat?"
The experts of the Feather God Palace were seething with rage, but no one spoke up.
No one wanted to take responsibility.
Wang Jixuan walked forward slowly.
If he could, he wanted to take two axes, summon a dozen Mechanical Bodies, perform the Dance of the Axes, and slowly walk up to Yu Ling, then cut down that birdman's Primordial Spirit with one axe.
Unfortunately, that would be too flamboyant and wouldn't match the Sword God Palace's more serious tone.
Too much is just as bad as not enough, too much is just as bad as not enough.
Only ten steps away from Yu Ling's Primordial Spirit, Wang Jixuan raised his sword, ready to strike down...
"We admit defeat!"
Huang Langyu's voice came, not a roar, but low and hoarse. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
Wang Jixuan looked at Huang Langyu and saw a streak of white hair on the Vice Palace Master's head and eyes filled with resignation, weariness, and doubt.
Clearly, today was a heavy blow to Huang Langyu.
Wang Jixuan certainly didn't pity his enemy, but he respected the rule Sword Dance had set earlier.
Thus, he stopped when he must, put away the giant sword, let the Mechanical Bodies return to the whirlpool, and walked to the edge of the Cloud Platform, leapt onto a white cloud, and leisurely returned to stand behind Sword Dance.
He was met with a variety of intricate glances.
If today, Wang Jixuan used his approach against the Nine Spirits Sword Venerable to fight Yu Ling, he also had a ninety percent chance of winning, and after defeating Yu Ling, this group of 'young' Sword Cultivators from the Sword God Palace would undoubtedly scramble to spar with Wang Jixuan, like wolf cubs eyeing a tasty lamb.
Unfortunately, there are no ifs.
Now, for the young Sword Cultivator who appeared second, his gaze towards Wang Jixuan was only filled with dread and a faint trace of respect, even with a slight smile that carried a sense of trying to curry favor.
Time Principle's Divine Skills forcibly controlling Primordial Spirit;
Mechanical Civilization's big bombs forming a circle for a close-range bombardment;
Any Heavenly Immortal seeking a solo duel with Wang Jixuan must purely wish for a reincarnation and retraining!
Wang Jixuan turned to look at the Cloud Platform, snapped his fingers, and the thin red light barrier transformed into a faint shock wave spreading outward.
His Puppet body, blessed by the Divine Wood, now had mana nearly exhausted.
Yu Ling's Primordial Spirit suddenly feigned a vomiting blood posture, and was scooped up by Huang Langyu's big hand, ultimately unable to unleash a move or utter a word.
"Let's go."
Huang Langyu's calm voice echoed over hundreds of thousands of miles:
"From today onward, whoever slays the Mechanical Fiend King Ji Xuan shall receive three Spiritual Treasures and ten million Spirit Stones at my Feather God Palace!"
Wang Jixuan nearly rolled his eyes upon hearing this.
The young experts of the Sword God Palace immediately looked on with envy.
They also wanted to be wanted by this group of old birds;
it could instantly spread their fame throughout the Immortal Realm!
Just as Huang Langyu's voice faded, and before most experts of the Feather God Palace turned to leave, a sudden thunderclap came from the northeast, followed by an old and vigorous voice reverberating over two hundred thousand miles:
"From today onward, whoever rescues the Mechanical Fiend King Ji Xuan shall receive one million Spirit Stones and choose any Magic Treasure at my Thousand Generations Alliance."
From the northeast direction, numerous streaks of light shot forth, surprisingly containing the Qi of high-level Golden Immortals.
Sword God Palace was not afraid of such a situation, but experts like Sword Dance, Sword Three, and Sword Nine all showed puzzled expressions;
The Sword Cultivators from various Immortal Islands couldn't help but burst into a commotion.
Sword Dance turned her head to look at Wang Jixuan, with eyes tinged with confusion.
Wang Jixuan was also somewhat bewildered.
Was it possible that, in a past life, he had saved the ancestors of the Thousand Generations Alliance eighteen generations back? The Thousand Generations Alliance had been intending to rescue this Mechanical Fiend, and now they were even more adamantly opposed to the Feather God Palace to protect him.
At this moment, from among the streaks of light arriving from the northeast, one beam flickered several times, arriving directly in front of the Sword God Palace crowd, and shouted with an old and excited voice:
"Senior!"
