Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone-Chapter 1274 - 582: Quite the Background (Part 2)

The three elders simultaneously acted, using immortal power to form a barrier to protect the six of them riding the small cloud, and Luo Tianjin took the initiative to step forward, standing before everyone.

"Such strong evil Qi!"

Luo Tianjin's eyes shone with golden light, and two beams shot out, hitting the mass of evil Qi.

This mass of evil Qi had two holes punched through it, evaporating a small part into thin air, but the other evil Qi quickly closed and surged again.

The two beams of golden light emitted by Luo Tianjin also dissipated a thousand feet away.

The three Golden Immortal elders of the Human Race were all moved.

They exchanged glances, seeing the dread in each other's eyes.

Luo Tianjin said, "This evil Qi is extraordinary, no wonder it can harm Golden Immortals, you three must not leave our sides."

"These don't seem to be ordinary evil Qi formations."

"More like refined… some kind of spiritual power?"

"Look below," Feng Zheng's voice was more excited.

The immortals looked down, only seeing layers of light red, light pink mist, beneath which ten or so huge corpses were being eroded by evil Qi.

Luo Tianjin nodded slowly, grinning without concealing it: "They died well, these little brats luckily didn't become a threat, otherwise who knows how many living souls of the Human Race they would swallow!"

"Uncle Luo," said Lu Qinglin, elder of God Slaughter Palace, "don't shout so loud, just keep it in your heart."

Zheng Yijian, elder of Sword God Palace, said: "What's there not to shout about? Even if they were right here, if they dare to attack, let's fight them!"

Luo Tianjin laughed heartily, "Hahaha! Good! Where is the fellow Daoist here? The Human Race Three Immortal Palaces come to visit!"

Everywhere was quiet.

Several strands of Qi rose from the ground below, as various deceitful monsters slowly began to raise their heads.

Luo Tianjin scratched his head awkwardly: "Jixuan, do they not understand our Immortal Realm language?"

Wang Jixuan cupped his hands: "Disciple will try to call… Fellow Daoist Luo Shan? Ah Mei? Old Liang?"

A soft laugh suddenly came from above.

Aside from Wang Jixuan, the other five were surprised; they didn't realize how close the 'monster' had approached without detection.

Clouds dispersed at an angle above, a strange hand jumped out, startling Feng Zheng, who directly grasped his treasured sword.

Wang Jixuan felt a huge ominous sensation, like dark clouds falling upon him.

But for his plan, he could only endure.

The strange hand with a plum blossom at the end landed heavily on Wang Jixuan's shoulder, its facial features on the back of the hand taking a deep breath, intoxicated:

"The taste of a living soul... you smell wonderful."

Wang Jixuan impatiently swatted the strange hand away.

Bai Ning instinctively retreated to evade.

The strange hand retorted: "It's me, I'm Ah Mei, you've changed forms and pretend not to recognize me? You once said you would accompany me for life, never abandoning me."

"Where did I say that! When did I say that!"

Wang Jixuan glared and cursed:

"Don't talk nonsense! Or I'll slash you with a sword!"

The features on the strange hand winked flirtatiously: "Is it because your beloved is here, you're feeling shy?"

"Go away!"

Wang Jixuan flicked his sleeve, dispelling some ill omen, cursed:

"I even found you a few companions!"

"Hehe, I really like those fellows," the plum blossom behind the strange hand quivered gently.

At the next moment, the strange hand spontaneously disintegrated, transforming into multicolored evil Qi, reverting to the form Wang Jixuan had first seen in the small tomb.

—A multicolored skull.

Then the skull gently flickered with light, growing flesh and long hair, the whole process somewhat frightening yet containing an opulent logic.

After a while, a tall, slender beauty appeared before the six, her body covered in red Qi.

It merely turned around, its body draped in a long red dress, hair naturally styled in cloudlike buns, a bejeweled hairpin crossing over the hair ends.

It bowed to the group: "Ah Mei greets you, my fellow Daoists, please follow me, the host here has been waiting for you for a long time."

Luo Tianjin frowned tightly, staring at Ah Mei for a long time.

"You're…"

Luo Tianjin's voice trembled slightly:

"Senior Mei Zilin?"

It paused, then scrutinized Luo Tianjin: "Fellow Daoist is?"

"Oh," Luo Tianjin quickly rearranged his emotions, his voice softening, "You wouldn't know me. I was just a Heavenly Immortal back then, that was my past life, back in the ancient mid-era, I had the fortunate opportunity to accompany your husband on campaigns against demon hordes… You…"

To his surprise, Ah Mei replied with a pout: "You're mistaken; I am Ah Mei. Mei Zilin has died, leaving only a skull and some residual spirit. I am a deceitful monster evolved from the residual spirit."

Luo Tianjin said: "No deceitful monster admits being one."

"But I am a deceitful monster, not quite human nor ghost, the Tao Seal wasn't obliterated yet," it continued, "condensed true spirit through evil Qi."

Mei was a little displeased, only saying:

"If you call me by that name again, I'll leave you here... Never mind, I can't beat you, I'll leave your disciple here to haunt you with nightmares every day!"

Luo Tianjin hastily cupped his fists: "Senior, please don't be angry."

"Call me Ah Mei!"

"Ah Mei..."

Luo Tianjin inexplicably blushed a bit.

His expression was akin to that of an old man encountering his secret crush from his youth, whom he never managed to approach.

Wang Jixuan tilted his head to the side.

Does Strange Hand Ah Mei have this kind of effect?

No, the key is...

"You can change into a normal form, so why did you turn into a hand to scare me?"

"Aren't you just a skeleton?"

Ah Mei rolled her eyes, turned around, and led the way:

"Clearly, you didn't think about it. With my current power, changing form is just as easy as waving a hand, do you think I'm some low-level ghost?"

Wang Jixuan: ...

Feng Zheng nudged Wang Jixuan with his elbow and whispered through transmission: "A deceitful monster isn't impossible after all, Junior Brother."

Bai Ning glared fiercely at Feng Zheng, scolding: "Junior Brother Feng, I always thought you were very serious!"

"I was talking about Junior Brother Wang, I am devoted to the Sword Dao!"

Wang Jixuan raised his hand to rub his forehead.

At this moment, the Blood Moon shone with a layer of blood light, which laid out a 'red carpet' that extended from the Blood Moon to the group before them.

The group rode the clouds forward;

With Ah Mei's disturbance, the tension from earlier had greatly reduced.

The three Golden Immortal Elders from the Three Immortal Palaces now had quite a new perception of this place:

"These evil Qi might be harmful to ordinary cultivators, but indeed, this place is rich with Yin Power, very suitable for spirits practicing Yin Cultivation."

"There couldn't be a large number of ancient Human Race ancestors here, could there?"

"This Blood Moon gives me a very strange feeling. It is an ominous thing, but within the ominous center, it contains some auspicious aura... So they say, things reach extremes and reverse, perhaps it is just so."

"There are Heavy Treasures here."

"Don't harbor such thoughts. We are just here to take a look; after all, Jixuan wants to cooperate with Fellow Daoist Luo Shan here, and we elders of the sect must help him evaluate."

Wang Jixuan felt a smile in his heart upon hearing this.

These remarks are just for listening.

The primary concern of each elder is, naturally, the interests of their own Immortal Palace, which is only human nature.

Wang Jixuan felt troubled as he could not offer enough benefits to the Human Race Three Immortal Palaces. According to his plan, the lion's share of benefits — the evil Qi of this realm — would be used as ammunition for his private army.

Of course, he couldn't possibly relinquish control of his Mechanical Army.

'How can I persuade the three elders?'

Wang Jixuan pondered this deeply.

The cloud gradually halted as they followed Ah Mei through several layers of Blood Evil, finally seeing an elegant small courtyard.

Luoshan Hermit was standing in the courtyard at this moment, quietly watching them.

It maintained its initial form, a feminine body of semi-transparent flowing light material, with countless stars circulating within.

Ah Mei led the six people inside.

Luoshan Hermit smiled and said: "Fellow Daoist, you have indeed a good appearance."

Wang Jixuan smiled awkwardly: "You flatter me, fellow Daoist; my cultivation is merely at the Heavenly Immortal Realm."

"What I value is not fellow Daoist's cultivation but the 'mechanical' Secret Technique that fellow Daoist controls."

Luoshan Hermit nodded slightly to Luo Tianjin and the others, raised his hand slightly, and gestured attractively.

A seal flew in from the room behind, landing in Luoshan Hermit's palm, rotating slowly.

The seal was stained with Black Blood, looking like an ominous object, yet it was harboring a pure and fiery Spiritual Power.

The Spiritual Power was almost bursting forth.

Wang Jixuan had an impression of this seal; it seemed to have been just sitting on the desk, which Wang Jixuan had completely ignored previously.

Unexpectedly, Luoshan Hermit's voice carried a touch of authority.

"May I ask if the Human Race Golden Immortals don't recognize this item?"

Luo Tianjin, with his long life expectancy and extensive experience, nearly popped his eyes out: "Heaven, Earth, and Human Seal!"

"Do the current Human Race no longer need to kneel before this item?"

Luoshan Hermit asked curiously.