Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone-Chapter 1295 - 592: Reminiscing Old Friends Amid the Gaps

Golden Immortal ambush!

In that instant, Wang Jixuan thought of many things.

Who was the ambusher? This golden glow in the eyes seemed to be some kind of lethal move. At such a short distance, there was no way to dodge. Could he withstand it with his Primordial Spirit?

But he had no intention of giving up the struggle and dying here!

Star Shifting!

Wang Jixuan's eyes were almost instantly filled with black Qi, and a majestic black dragon head suddenly appeared, glaring angrily forward.

The golden light shot down!

The Alien Soul Dragon Head, with every strand of its beard bristling, was instantly pierced through by the golden light!

Still, the two beams of golden light were weakened by about thirty to forty percent, continuing to shoot toward Wang Jixuan's brow.

In a flash, change occurred again.

An urgent sword chant echoed around Wang Jixuan. A small sword appeared in front of him, and in an instant, it transformed into the phantom of Nine Spirits Sword Venerable's Sword Nine, pointing forward.

The phantom and the golden light exploded simultaneously, a shockwave rippling out.

Wang Jixuan felt his shoulder suddenly sink, a strong hand gently pressing him down, as the familiar figure emerged from the fissure beside him, sword in hand, charging toward the fake 'Luo Tianjin.'

'Luo Tianjin' laughed heartily, his figure bursting into mist, dissipating in thin air the moment he was struck by the blade of Nine Spirits Sword Venerable.

Sword light shot forth, cleaving open the skies.

The voice of 'Luo Tianjin' echoed with laughter:

"Wang Jixuan! Your death is near! Hahaha! The various Immortal Palaces will not tolerate you!"

"Hmph."

Nine Spirits Sword Venerable narrowed his eyes slightly, suddenly casting a sword light to the northwest.

The sword light chased the clouds and moon, tearing through the Universe in an instant, hitting a shadow in the void.

The shadow let out a miserable cry, fleeing swiftly into obscurity.

Wang Jixuan squinted slightly, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and steadied himself mid-air.

Nine Spirits Sword Venerable Sword Nine stood with hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping all around, saying nothing, yet his presence seemed to declare his dominance.

Nine Spirits Sword Venerable turned to glance at Wang Jixuan, nodded slightly, then stepped and vanished.

Subsequently, streams of light descended, as a large group of experts arrived to protectively surround Wang Jixuan.

In the distance, a woman's loud shout from the Fire God Palace could be heard:

"Let's go! The Fire God Palace will not let this matter rest!"

Streams of light then retreated south.

"No need to chase!"

The real Luo Tianjin returned from high above, clearly having been far from the battlefield below, which had given the shadow an opportunity for the ambush.

Luo Tianjin frowned tightly, inspecting Wang Jixuan's injuries to find only minor damage to the Primordial Spirit, finally relaxing.

"Damn it! Even dared to impersonate me!"

The surrounding experts dispersed, not lingering beside Wang Jixuan.

No other reason than saving face.

The Human Race's Three Immortal Palaces sounded the retreat, naturally warranting a celebration here.

Today's chaotic battle was short-lived and complicated, with significant enemy losses while the Human Race's losses in Immortal Soldiers and Experts were far below expectations.

This shift in balance counted as a small victory.

Unfortunately, these Immortal Soldiers didn't weigh heavily in top-tier Immortal Realm power struggles, not enough to declare a major win.

Unlike on the Immortal Island, where Human Clan Cultivators were jubilant;

On the Immortal Island a thousand miles south, experts from the Hundred Races Four Immortal Palaces gathered in the Fire God Palace, where the Huang Palace Master had already appeared.

The atmosphere was much more subdued there.

...

"Who did it?"

Huang Jiuling's voice, as if mixed with frost, echoed back and forth in the grand hall.

This Daluo Golden Immortal spared no effort in displaying her pressure.

Hundreds of Golden and Heavenly Immortals from the Feather God Palace, Night God Palace, and Beast God Palace mostly bowed their heads at this moment.

If not for the Golden Immortal Elders of each family holding the forefront, the Heavenly Immortals here might have had to kneel and reveal their true forms.

This pressure was truly overwhelming.

Huang Jiuling appeared no more than twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old, yet had lived countless years, one of the most long-lived Daluo Golden Immortals in Heaven and Earth, having experienced many epochs.

She was obviously genuinely enraged.

The flame seemed ready to burst forth like her Fire Feathered Skirt.

Huang Langyu spoke in a low voice: "Huang Palace Master, you and I have known each other for many years. I swear on the honor of the Feather Race ancestors that our Feather God Palace had no knowledge of the attempt on Huang Qian'er."

The Golden Lion Demon also said: "Our Beast God Palace also knew nothing of this."

"Didn't know?"

An old woman beside Huang Jiuling burst out cursing:

"When Qian'er was attacked, several of them, in a fury, demanded an explanation at Gun God Palace, and your Feather God Palace and Beast God Palace armies immediately marched to follow!

"And now you say you didn't know?

"Moving hundreds of thousands of Immortal Soldiers doesn't require time? Pulling them near that Immortal Island beforehand doesn't imply anything? Don't you have a guilty conscience about what you've done?!"

Huang Langyu frowned and said: "That young brat argued and convinced the Gun God Palace to set a three-day period, how could our Immortal Soldiers dare to be lax? Naturally, preparations were made in advance, How could that be wrong? It was because I saw several Golden Immortals from the Fire God Palace charging towards the Gun God Palace and feared they would be besieged, so went to aid them, was that wrong?!

Golden Lion Demon: "Our Beast God Palace thought the same." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

The old woman angrily said: "Where have those two Vice Sect Hierarchs from the Dark Sect gone! What are you conspiring with each other over!"

Huang Langyu remained silent.

A light laugh came from outside the hall door, as Cang Ze stepped in.

Cang Ze said calmly: "Why is the Palace Master so furious? Our Dark Sect's strength is so meager, how dare we scheme against the Fire God Palace?

Huang Jiuling squinted slightly.

Her figure suddenly flashed, and the experts in the hall only felt a blur before their eyes, as if a blazing sun had pressed down, making it almost impossible to breathe.