Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone-Chapter 1277 - 584: Immortal Palace Assembly!

The report had barely fallen, when drums simultaneously sounded from three directions: southeast, due south, and due east.

The messenger shouted loudly, declaring that large numbers of Immortal Soldiers from the Beast God Palace, Night God Palace, and Fire God Palace were about to invade.

Wang Jixuan was shocked by the efficiency of these top-tier forces from the Immortal Realm.

Coming so quickly?

Did they set up a Teleportation Array to bring the Immortal Soldiers over directly?

Though tens of thousands of Immortal Soldiers sound intimidating, the real threat lies in the expert teams commanding these tens of thousands.

Generally speaking, deploying tens of thousands of Immortal Soldiers indicates that the top-tier force is serious, naturally accompanied by enough True Immortals, Heavenly Immortals, and Golden Immortals.

The Four Immortal Palaces surged with great momentum, and the array of tens of thousands of Heavenly Soldiers covered the sky like clouds.

Earlier, the Broken Cloud Desert had just experienced some turbulence, with Evil Qi spilling out and injuring quite a few Loose Cultivators, forcing most of them to retreat to the desert's edge.

Now, with dark clouds pressing down on the city, these Loose Cultivators thought the Immortal Palaces had discovered a Heavy Treasure, causing a fierce fight.

Quite a few Loose Cultivators began sneaking back.

Their motto was to seek wealth amid danger.

On the Immortal Island of the Gun God Palace.

A large number of Immortal Soldiers rapidly assembled, and disciples sent by the three families ascended into the sky upon clouds.

Within the central Immortal Palace, the elders from each faction wore unfriendly expressions. Luo Tianjin waved his hand, and several Golden Immortal Elders from the Gun God Palace willingly went out to confront the invading enemies.

The Transfer Array in the center of the Immortal Island was already activated.

"Ha!"

The Immortal Soldiers shouted in unison, their force seemed to tear apart Cloud Mountain.

Luo Tianjin casually called out, "Jixuan, how about you explain these Magic Treasures."

Wang Jixuan, half laughing and half crying, replied, "Grandmaster Luo, it's practically about to start fighting outside."

"Oh, it's just a small scene."

Several elders spoke cheerfully:

"Rushing in furiously like this, it ain't about holding us accountable, just trying to intimidate us into concessions with their momentum."

"If a real battle were to start, it would surely commence with an expert sneak attack, perhaps even poisoning. Meanwhile, the Immortal Soldier formation would form a Battle Array to assist, disrupting the most prosperous areas of each territory to unsettle the enemy's morale."

"Even if it truly means battle, we can accompany them at any time."

"A barking dog doesn't bite."

These words did ease Wang Jixuan's mind somewhat.

He proceeded to transmit to Mu Dan, instructing her to keep a close watch on the battlefield and guard against any sudden complications from the enemy.

"I will introduce how Mechanical beings think and act. This involves knowledge that has never appeared in the Immortal Realm, but I believe, since everyone here has attained the Golden Immortalhood, you can easily comprehend it."

The Golden Immortal Elders from the Human Race Three Immortal Palaces immediately gave confident smiles.

...

Outside the Immortal Island, dark clouds pressed upon the city.

Bold words of warfare hummed around Hei Yao's ears;

However, Hei Yao judged that today's battle was unlikely to occur.

For no other reason than that the Gun God Palace, Sword God Palace, and God Slaughter Palace reacted swiftly, while the Feather God Palace and other Four Immortal Palaces had just begun mobilizing their troops; these three were already gathering their forces.

War in the Immortal Realm, from ancient times to now, cannot break free from the notion of race.

In a situation where these few top-tier forces of the non-human race move simultaneously, there is no chance that the top-tier forces of the Human Race would remain unaware, and thus they would naturally take corresponding measures.

Both sides' strengths are quite evenly matched.

Under normal circumstances, when there's a balance like this, conflicts rarely erupt, and usually involve nothing more than a standoff, some shouting, then everyone goes back to their own places.

How can one incite them to fight?

Hei Yao crossed his arms in contemplation.

Soon a doubt arose within him.

'Why am I thinking of inciting them to fight? Where did this idea come from?'

Hei Yao's eyes showed a hint of perplexity.

He followed this thought process further and unconsciously started introspecting his own recent actions, suddenly feeling somewhat off, but couldn't quite pinpoint what was off.

'It seems like someone is interfering with my thoughts.'

'Who would interfere with my thoughts?'

'Heaven...'

A divine light flashed across Hei Yao's eyes.

Despite being instant, even if someone stared at Hei Yao, this divine light would be hard to catch, not to mention that all the Heavenly Soldiers atop the clouds were facing away from Hei Yao.

Hei Yao continued pondering:

'Inciting them to fight is essential to further push forward my plan.'

'Relying solely on the Dark Sect makes it difficult to unfold my mechanical plan. We need more Mechanical Bodies, each carrying a computing core.'

'War denotes opportunity.'

Hei Yao revealed a satisfied smile and resumed his contemplation.

'How can one incite them to fight?'

"Special Envoy Hei Yao?"

A voice called from behind.

Hei Yao snapped out of his trance, turning to look towards the massive Treasure Ship behind the dark clouds.

Under protection by two Heavenly Immortal elders, Hei Yao reached the upper level of the Treasure Ship smoothly and entered a cabin filled with a medicinal fragrance.

In the steam-filled Huachi, Master Zhi Hui was repairing his broken arm, with new flesh and bones covered by fair skin.

Zhi Hui seemed to have recovered from his injuries, but his Dao Realm had irretrievably dropped by two minor realms, and his Primordial Spirit had suffered hidden damage.

Cang Ze sat behind a screen, his body riddled with cracks like a spider web, each crack harboring a faint blood trace.

He was in no rush to heal his Immortal Body, still nourishing his Primordial Spirit.

"Vice Sect Hierarch," Hei Yao bowed, "you called for me."

"Hmm," Cang Ze flicked his finger lightly, covering them both with a Barrier.

Cang Ze asked, "Any thoughts on this recent experience?"

"What does the Vice Sect Hierarch mean?"

"After entering the small world, this inexplicable battle."