Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone-Chapter 1392 - 634: Three Million Enemy Troops (Part 2)

"In the future, don't say I never think of you when something good comes along!"

"Good things don't necessarily have to involve me..."

"Good brothers, for a lifetime!"

Feng Zheng felt overwhelmed with black lines, his mouth twitching uncontrollably.

He was quite a character himself; once he confirmed that Wang Jixuan wasn't joking, he opened the Immortal Brew and gulped down several mouthfuls, his entire being wrapped in the alcoholic haze, a simple smile spreading across his face.

"Hehehe, hic! Let's go!"

Bai Ning couldn't help but raise her hand to her forehead, unsure of how to mock the pair.

At this moment, Wang Jixuan and Feng Zheng walked with arms around each other's shoulders, flying out of the pavilion on a cloud, each holding a jug of wine, appearing quite unruly and carefree.

The Thousand Generation Alliance Leader Murong Zhengyi had already ordered the soft imprisonment of Wang Jixuan.

Wang Jixuan and Feng Zheng had just left the pavilion when streams of light flew in from both sides. Dozens of Immortal Soldiers and several Golden Immortal experts blocked their path.

These experts were all old, white-haired men, evidently not fond of being teased;

Although there were female soldiers, they were not of high rank or power, and teasing them wouldn't yield much effect. It might rather come across as a favor.

Thus, Master Wang pretended to be drunk and muttered:

"Get out of the way... What's the meaning of this?"

The elderly men quickly made a Daoist bow.

"Jixuan Ancestor, please forgive us, please forgive us! Our Alliance Leader is currently angry, and many within the alliance wish to spar with you. We're afraid you'll be injured, so we're guarding here."

"Jixuan Ancestor, where are you planning to go?"

"The scenery in the valley looks nice, and the beauty of nature is pleasing. Just going out for a walk."

Wang Jixuan said calmly:

"I see you all in this formation... What? Has Alliance Leader Murong imprisoned me here?"

"We wouldn't dare, we wouldn't dare!"

"Oh, come on now!"

An elderly man hurriedly said:

"If it weren't for your rescue, we would have perished at the hands of the Dark Sect long ago, how would we have this life expectancy now? Your great kindness is unforgettable for us; how dare we act ungrateful!"

Another added: "Indeed, indeed! We're really just afraid some people in the valley might suddenly go mad, become demonized, and hurt you!"

Feng Zheng laughed: "This is simply a joke. My Brother Wang's cultivation today is near perfection, just half a step away from becoming a Golden Immortal! How could others so easily harm him? Brother Wang, I think we might as well return. These people clearly want to imprison you, with ill intent!"

"Hmph!"

Wang Jixuan appeared displeased and directly rode the cloud forward.

Those elderly men glared hatefully at Feng Zheng while raising their arms and intercepting Wang Jixuan with a bitter smile.

"Jixuan Ancestor! Please don't make it difficult for us!"

"Perhaps you could rest here while I call some beautiful dancers to perform, hey?"

Wang Jixuan: ...

Feng Zheng: ...

Good heavens, had their purpose of going out been foreseen by these people?

Wang Jixuan naturally knew he was being soft-imprisoned; this was part of Mu Dan's plan.

He called Feng Zheng to go out together, pretending to flirt with female disciples when their true purpose was to break through.

What followed was the core of their deception plan—a fight on both sides, causing Wang Jixuan to be 'heavily injured,' giving the Golden Immortal-level undercover agents in the Thousand Generation Alliance a chance to act.

He couldn't believe those insiders wouldn't be tempted by such a monumental achievement.

However, Wang Jixuan underestimated his influence on these old Golden Immortals in the alliance.

None of these Golden Immortal elders were exceptions; they were all old friends of Master Wang and had witnessed the scene where Wang Jixuan and Mu Dan's Mechanical Army wiped out many assassins from the Dark Sect.

To them, that scene was as much a 'childhood nightmare' as any.

At this moment, as Wang Jixuan took a few steps forward, the elderly men stepped back, showing no intention to strike. They only hoped Wang Jixuan would calm down and not truly fall out with the Thousand Generation Alliance.

Master Wang really felt a bit speechless inside.

Just give him a little push;

Just a little push and he could immediately draw his sword and, with the stature of a Heavenly Immortal, challenge several Golden Immortals by playing a victim!

"Jixuan Ancestor!"

Suddenly, one of the old men shouted in a tearful voice, directly kneeling before Wang Jixuan.

The others, seeing this, also hung their heads in a Daoist bow, nearly bending themselves into ninety degrees.

"Please don't argue with the Alliance Leader anymore!"

"Everyone in the Thousand Generation Alliance lives today because of your benevolence; we should not oppose you!"

"But the Alliance Leader must establish authority, or else it would be difficult for him to manage the situation. Please understand! Please be considerate!"

Their words were full of emotion and tears.

Wang Jixuan felt a deep sense of guilt well up.

What to do now?

These old Golden Immortals appeared to be adopting a stance of submission, leaving Wang Jixuan feeling somewhat excessive.

Feng Zheng tugged at Wang Jixuan's sleeve, leaned closer to Master Wang, and whispered:

"Perhaps we should just let it go... we're not really the type to bully others..."

Just then, Mu Dan's reminder rang in Wang Jixuan's earpiece.

"Boss, space-time distortion detected!"

"What distortion?" Wang Jixuan almost asked aloud.

Mu Dan quickly replied, "Towards the southwest direction of Thousand Worlds Alliance Headquarters, approximately three thousand kilometers away, a distortion point is rapidly approaching and will collide with the headquarters' large array in about three minutes... Although the alliance's large array is profound, within the Immortal Realm, there's a foundation to it. The collision is expected to reveal the large array's location!"

Wang Jixuan's thoughts raced.

"Can it be confirmed that it's the army from the Hundred Races?"

"Sixty percent probability."

Sixty percent?

So, rounding up, it's almost a certainty then?

Wang Jixuan's eyes flashed with brilliance as he let out a long howl, exclaiming, "Enough! Today, I will leave, and no one can stop me!"