Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone-Chapter 1302 - 595: Forging an Upper God! (Part 2)

Thus, the Fire God Palace, Beast God Palace, Feather God Palace, and Night God Palace convened to seek reinforcement from the elusive Shining God Palace.

There was some discord between Shining God Palace and Night God Palace ordinarily;

But given the matters involving the Human King Seal and the crisis of the Hundred Races, they understood the importance of the situation.

Shining God Palace dispatched several experts specifically to launch a surprise attack on the mechanical body's Immortal Island after the battle commenced.

How could such news be concealed from the Human Race's Three Immortal Palaces?

Especially when the God Slaughter Palace had spies everywhere, even keeping track of the movements of their experts.

Nonetheless, while the Hundred Races had their reinforcements, the Human Race also had corresponding support.

Some Golden Immortal Elders from the Thousand Generation Alliance were already hiding on the Immortal Island dispatched by Sword God Palace; they would stay there to guard the island.

Unknowingly, the entire battlefield had begun to form around these two Immortal Islands.

Wang Jixuan had only been in the Ancient Battlefield for less than two hours, and both sides had completed the mobilization of their armies.

The transfer arrays, as if unaffected by Spirit Stone consumption, were activated across dozens of places.

The total count of gathered Immortal Soldiers had surpassed 2.3 million.

This scale could rank within the top hundred major battles in Immortal Realm history.

—Most of the time, battles with such a large number of Immortal Soldiers were mainly standoffs, to facilitate subsequent negotiations between the two parties.

But in today's scenario, unless the Human Race voluntarily relinquished the Human King Seal, the probability of this battle continuing was more than seventy percent.

The Beast God Palace, known for its overwhelming numbers, dispatched the most Immortal Soldiers, reaching five hundred thousand;

The previously aggressive Feather God Palace not only replenished earlier losses but also increased their Immortal Soldiers to four hundred thousand; 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

The Night God Palace deployed two hundred fifty thousand soldiers, Fire God Palace deployed one hundred thousand, and Shining God Palace did not mobilize any Immortal Soldiers.

Thus, the total count of gathered Immortal Soldiers for the Hundred Races steadily surpassed 1.25 million.

The number of Immortal Soldiers was just a straightforward figure, and the numbers of True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals each faction brought were positively correlated with the Immortal Soldiers' numbers.

Though the Human Race seemed weaker with a combined count barely over a million, the proportion of experts among them was relatively higher.

Overall, the Human Race still held a slight advantage.

This was the current power dynamic in the Immortal Realm.

Unfortunately…

The Dark Sect again mobilized a large group of experts, even bringing tens of thousands of Immortal Soldiers.

Luo Tian Granny, the First Vice Sect Hierarch of the Dark Sect, had already appeared.

Even if a Daluo Golden Immortal confrontation erupted shortly afterward, the Human Race's Three Immortal Palaces would find it difficult to gain an upper hand in numbers.

According to the established rules in the Immortal Realm, Daluo Golden Immortal battles must take place outside of Heaven and Earth, as far from the Immortal Realm as possible, and as close to the Chaotic Sea as feasible.

Otherwise, shattering Heaven and Earth would surely provoke Heaven's Punishment, and a whole race could turn into ashes.

Similarly, Golden Immortal duels should be carried out in the high sky.

The outcome of an Immortal Realm war is generally determined from the top down.

In a Daluo Golden Immortal confrontation, whoever cannot match the other admits defeat;

If only Golden Immortals are involved, the side with superior Golden Immortal strength secures overall victory.

The tragedy of the Moon God Palace originated from this.

Bai Gu, the strongest in the Moon God Palace, indeed managed to stand against a Daluo Golden Immortal, but only barely. The Beast God Palace, breaking its promise, secretly dispatched a second Daluo Golden Immortal, slaughtered the Golden and Heavenly Immortals within the Moon God Palace, and destroyed its trained Immortal Soldiers. The Moon God Palace's master, grief-stricken beyond measure, retreated from the Immortal Realm, wandering the Endless Starry Sky.

Today's situation leaves everyone uncertain about the outbreak of a Daluo battle.

Loose Cultivators had already started moving away from the Broken Cloud Desert.

The Broken Cloud Desert seemed to sense the tension, becoming extraordinarily quiet, with only the black and white clouds filled with Immortal Soldiers moving slowly.

Neither side had yet beaten the drums of war.

...

Above the Sword God Palace Immortal Island, dozens of core disciples from the Human Race's Three Immortal Palaces gathered, bowing their heads as they admired the aesthetics of the mechanical army.

Standing in an orderly formation, they made no whispering movements, and various extravagantly designed ship-mounted cannons were scattered everywhere, with individual energy shields already undergoing testing.

The entire Immortal Island had turned into a colossal battleship.

Bai Ning arrived on a cloud, greeted by calls of 'senior sister' and 'junior sister' alike.

She gracefully returned the greetings with a smile and proceeded directly in front of Feng Zheng.

"Where is Junior Brother Wang?"

"He didn't come over," Feng Zheng replied, "He should still be inside the Ancient Battlefield."

"Hmm," Bai Ning nodded slightly, looking worriedly at the extensive silver-gray mechanical bodies on the ground.

Feng Zheng asked, "Senior sister, is there any difficult issue?"

"Just heard from our master that the Beast God Palace brought Blood Beasts."

"Blood Beasts? Those creatures that combust and die on their own?"

"Yes," Bai Ning said through transmission, "They seem to intend to fight until the end."

"Since the Human King Seal has appeared," Feng Zheng seemed unconcerned, "We will repel them once they come. Our generation of Human Clan Cultivators can't bring disgrace to our ancient ancestors."

Bai Ning used her immortal sense to search and soon found Xiao Huating and Mu Dan.

They were tinkering with something behind a massive laser cannon several meters in diameter.

Bai Ning said, "Junior Brother Feng, do you think Junior Brother Wang's mechanical bodies can repel those Immortal Soldiers today?"

"Didn't they work effectively before? And besides, Junior Brother Wang still hasn't utilized his favorite 'boom boom boom' strategy today."

"Boom boom boom?"

"Yeah," Feng Zheng gestured a mushroom cloud shape with his hands, "This thing… and I heard them say that Junior Brother Wang is trying to combine Evil Qi with mechanical bodies, maybe making a powerful weapon."

Bai Ning puffed up her cheeks slightly: "I think we shouldn't place all pressure on Junior Brother Wang."

"Hmm? I didn't say we're putting all pressure on him," Feng Zheng smiled, "It's just that, it would be nice if we have it; if not, it won't matter."

"Alright, you win, I will go have a look below…"

Bai Ning's words through transmission paused, her brows slightly knitted, looking towards the location of the Gun God Palace Immortal Island.

There, a blood moon eerily appeared.

The sky within a hundred-mile radius suddenly darkened, and figures rushed towards the place of the blood moon only to find it was just a projection.

"What's going on?" Feng Zheng frowned slightly, "Why do I sense a foreboding Daoist charm?"

Bai Ning slightly nodded as well.

Then they saw a silhouette appear within the blood moon, followed by a light gray mist slowly stretching out between heaven and earth.

The mist was also a projection;

But with its appearance, everyone present suddenly got goosebumps, instinctively wanting to stay as far away from the mist as possible.

"The Path of Death…"

Bai Ning's eyes filled with awe.

As if in response to her words, those mists began to transform.

A contour of a treasure sword appeared above the blood moon, swiftly becoming solid, changing from gray to dark gray, and then turning jet black.

"Sword Intent?" Feng Zhengyan's eyes widened.

He suddenly recognized who was sitting cross-legged in the midst of the blood moon and blurted out: "Junior Brother Wang is attaining enlightenment!"

A single stone stirred a thousand ripples.

"Junior Brother Wang comprehended the Sword Intent of the Path of Death! Death Sword Intent! This!"

"The Death Sword Intent has appeared three times, each time causing turmoil in the Immortal Realm, and those who comprehend it cause the Hundred Races experts to flee in panic!"

"Wasn't Junior Brother Wang's Sword Dao cultivation ruined?"

"Is this the legendary sword prodigy?!"

The core disciples echoed varying opinions.

Within the blood moon of the Ancient Battlefield Small World, Luoshan Hermit gently exhaled.

So this is it.

She thought Wang Jixuan's comprehension was not even moderately good, but unexpectedly... he was indeed seeking to comprehend Sword Intent.

The seed of the Path of Death she had given him; how to utilize this seed depended entirely on Wang Jixuan's ideas.

Comprehending it into Sword Intent was a fine decision, as it could conceal the cultivation path of the Human King Sacred Body under the guise of being a Sword God Palace disciple and fully unleash the destructive power of the Death Path.

Condensing into Sword Intent in such a short time, this child's comprehension was undoubtedly above average, and his Sword Dao comprehension was certainly exceptional.

Luoshan Hermit nodded with a smile.

She was just about to stop urging the Evil Qi, reminding Wang Jixuan not to bite off more than he could chew, when the jet-black 'treasure sword' suspended above Wang Jixuan's head slightly trembled and began tilting slowly to the side.

The next moment, a surge of Blood Evil soared into the sky.

Wang Jixuan's expression became solemn and dignified, and it felt as if the world resounded with shouts of battle.

Killing was never about how many beings a single creature could slay, as that was merely a petty rage;

The true path of slaughter was the path of an emperor, with an order resulting in countless corpses, a look causing the world to collapse, and a hand wave prompting unending slaughter among living beings.

Luoshan Hermit tilted her head slightly; her faceless countenance now bore a hint of shock.

Outside the small world, experts from all directions could see a wisp of blood-colored smoke rising within the blood moon.

The second Sword Intent, beginning to form!