Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone-Chapter 1377 - 628: Simmering Over a Slow Fire (Part 2)

After the six or seven elders finished their praises, Wang Jixuan straightened his back, cupped his hands and said:

"Since you, esteemed seniors, regard me so highly, it would be unbecoming for me to refuse."

"I have three requests, I ask for your permission on them!"

"Speak," Luo Tianjin laughed heartily, "That's how a man should be, neither hesitant nor coy, a Human King Sacred Body should have the bearing of a Human King!"

Wang Jixuan calmly said: "Firstly, I need each of the three families to send two Golden Immortals, for a total of six, to serve me, and the three families must not interfere with the actions of these six Golden Immortals."

Everyone paused for a moment, then smiled one by one.

This child is truly understanding;

Proactively requesting each family to send two Golden Immortals to keep an eye on him!

"This is naturally no problem."

"Your safety is paramount to the Human Race, not just two, twelve would be dispatched if necessary."

"Then we, from the Sword God Palace, will send Sword Nine and Sword Three."

Wang Jixuan added: "Thank you, esteemed seniors... As for the second matter, Po Luo and the Heavenly Dao fear the super fleet, which is my power, but this affair is unrelated to the Immortal Realm's calamity. The Human Race needs to be prepared to withstand Po Luo's offensive, for Po Luo will surely attempt every possible method to annihilate me before my fleet arrives in the Immortal Realm."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

The Palace Master of Gun God Palace, the old woman, spoke sternly: "Previously, the three families had concerns, fearing that the fleet reaching the Immortal Realm might spell doom for us, but today those worries are greatly diminished."

"Indeed," said Sword Dance, "reviewing the ancient texts of the Human Race, the Heavenly Dao has repeatedly targeted us from ancient times to the present, and the Heavenly Dao Worm is the source of all evils."

Wang Jixuan declared: "My ultimate goal is to eliminate the Heavenly Dao Worm and cleanse the Dark Sect!"

"Excellent! Ambitious!"

"Truly the exemplary choice for our Human Race's Human King!"

The leaders started cheering, and the surroundings quickly resounded with words of praise.

Wang Jixuan nearly blushed in embarrassment.

Fortunately, Master Wang was seasoned in battles, maintaining a thick-skinned demeanor.

...

Setting aside the unity of the Human Race Three Immortal Palaces around Wang Jixuan.

At least on the surface, the Three Immortal Palaces put aside mutual prejudices and intended to collaborate to elevate this new Human King, Wang Jixuan, thereby leading the Human Race toward a new epoch.

At the same time.

Just above the ruins of the Fire God Palace.

Po Luo's carriage expanded several times, completely transforming into a grand hall.

At this moment, the hall was filled with hundreds of silhouettes.

Most of these silhouettes were silent, as the delicacies before them and the dances in the ballroom seemed devoid of flavor.

On the main seat, Po Luo assumed a human form, reclining with a smile on a soft couch, while several Da Luo Golden Immortals from the Dark Sect seated themselves beside him, savoring the performances below.

Meanwhile, below the Immortal Palace, a pile of blood-soaked bird heads was amassed into a small mountain.

Black-cloaked figures busily moved about, collecting strands of blood qi into peculiar bottles.

The hundreds of experts, from various races, witnessed this massacre firsthand.

The term massacre belied its true nature; it was more akin to a ritual.

And the sacrificial offerings were a tenth of the Fire God Palace's citizens, all either from the Feather Race or associated with the Phoenix Clan.

They also noticed, Po Luo seemed deliberately gathering souls and extracting the Phoenix Bloodline.

But they were powerless to intervene.

Because deep down, they understood that even those sitting beside them as old friends might have long become Po Luo's pawns.

Just like... the Da Luo Golden Immortal Huang Tianqi, presently dancing gracefully in the ballroom.

The Da Luo Golden Immortal's eyebrows were painted and face beautified, performing enticing movements no different from a courtesan in a brothel.

This was intimidation.

Po Luo's intimidation.

"Gentlemen," Huang Langyu decided to break the current gloom, raised his wine cup and stood up, solemnly announcing, "Let's toast to the Lord! Without the Lord's assistance, we would have suffered a surprise attack from the Fire God Palace, which secretly communicated with the Human Race for long! This could have led to disaster, leaving us without place for burial!"

The Vice Palace Masters and elders of the four Immortal Palaces rose one after another, raising their cups, lauding and extolling.

Po Luo listened with a smile, lounging nonchalantly, waiting for the praises to subside before drawing a cup and lightly sipping from it.

Thus granting face to the experts of various races.

The heads of the four families resumed seating, the atmosphere became slightly more vibrant, as several elders from the Immortal Palaces began ingratiating themselves with the Dark Sect's Golden Immortals and Da Luo.

Unfortunately, at this moment, aside from a few Dark Sect Golden Immortals, most of the Dark Sect experts remained cold-faced and expressionless, lacking any response to the external flattery.

"They have temporarily lost their minds."

Po Luo's voice floated through, infused with a mix of male and female, blended with middle-aged tones, carrying an irrepressible coldness.

"I have temporarily closed off their emotions, and after the battles, I shall bestow blessings upon them, restoring their emotional perception.

"Do not bother with consternation to win their favor, they are merely my limbs and claws, to put it bluntly, they're just puppets."

The beings were visibly embarrassed.

Cang Ze laughed: "Lord, your foresight is unmatched, for them to have their emotions sealed to serve you, it is their fortune accrued over several lifetimes."

"It's no fortune."

Po Luo chuckled:

"Would you like to try, little Cang Ze?"

Cang Ze quickly lowered his head.

Po Luo sighed softly: "The reason for this decision is indeed because I previously underestimated Mu Dan and the Mechanical Civilization, also blaming that Wang Jixuan, who kept insisting that mere Golden Immortals could breach and ignite the fleet interiors, now in hindsight, this fellow is cunning and bold, deliberately misguiding me."

The first Vice Sect Hierarch of the Dark Sect, Litian Granny, laughed: "They possess only little cunning, how can they bear great wisdom?"