Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone-Chapter 1398 - 637: Peril on All Sides

Arriving at the battlefield is a completely different experience from watching a war through a projection screen.

Wang Jixuan had just rushed out of the teleportation vortex, and a wave of scorching heat greeted him.

The aftermath of the earlier explosion and the boiling spiritual energy from the Immortals' fighting scorched his skin.

Immortal power enveloped his entire body, and the burning sensation vanished without a trace.

The Purple Feather Sword in Wang Jixuan's hand was flickering with light.

It was longing, and it was jubilant.

This place was full of slaughter, death seen everywhere—this was the home ground for the Purple Feather Sword.

"Mu Dan, let them see me!"

"Yes, boss... the enemy army has already spotted you."

As soon as the voice from the earpiece finished, hundreds of streaks of light suddenly brightened the sky.

These streaks of light came from all directions, none with less than the strength of a Sixth Grade Heavenly Immortal; though they started at different points, they shared a common endpoint, with intersecting lines converging on Wang Jixuan.

The elite mechanical bodies that rushed out from behind Wang Jixuan began to form formations, raising huge shields.

A beam of light shone from behind Wang Jixuan, shooting into the sky, projecting his image upon it.

Like a battle flag.

Along with it, Wang Jixuan's voice spread out:

"Po Luo, do you think you can destroy this humble Daoist with these petty chickens and dogs? Do not harbor wild fantasies."

As he finished speaking, the stone wall behind him glowed brightly, and the teleportation vortex rippled like water, launching out nearly a thousand missiles.

These missiles were no longer the weapons once used by Earth civilization.

They were highly intelligent, with complete friend or foe recognition capabilities, able to determine on their own whether to attack, flying at incredible speeds, and made of materials that could withstand attacks from ordinary cultivators.

The missiles shot out in all directions;

it was as if Wang Jixuan had casually thrown a sky full of stars.

Hundreds of experts charged fiercely.

The thousand missiles didn't fly far before self-detonating, releasing waves of evil Qi within.

In the blink of an eye, the dense evil Qi formed a spherical zone of no entry.

The speed of the charging Dark Sect experts slowed again and again, eventually coming to a halt.

Wang Jixuan brought his sword fingers together, and the Purple Feather Sword shot out.

[Ordinary Sword Control Technique].

However, as soon as the Purple Feather Sword entered the Qi, Wang Jixuan immediately activated the Slaughter Sword Intent.

The rolling evil Qi clung to the Purple Feather Sword, following it as it shot outward.

The hundreds of Dark Sect experts on the periphery began using long-range attacks, treasures left the hand, divine skills separated from the body, streams of light attempting to tear through the Qi and rush toward Wang Jixuan.

Master Wang's legs didn't move in the slightest, he just shook his sword fingers.

Behind him, Feng Zheng and Bai Ning, one on the left and the other on the right, wielded their swords to unleash a sky full of sword light, directly confronting the incoming streams of light.

The old golden immortal concealed his form, cautiously watching in all directions, wary of golden immortals crossing the Qi zone to launch a surprise attack on Wang Jixuan.

Amidst the chaotic flashes of light, a scream suddenly arose!

Wang Jixuan's Purple Feather Sword was truly a Spiritual Treasure, such a level of treasure, below the Golden Immortal Realm, was almost regarded as an external cheat.

At this moment, the Purple Feather Sword, imbued with the Slaughter Sword Intent, and enhanced by the evil Qi refined by Luoshan Hermit for millions of years, wherever it passed, more than a dozen Heavenly Immortal experts were powerless to resist, their bodies pierced by sword light, their primordial spirits enveloped by Qi, instantly turned into blood.

Wang Jixuan raised an eyebrow slightly.

Only such a battlefield could test his specific combat power.

Stronger than he had expected.

His right hand's sword fingers moved rapidly, and the Purple Feather Sword split into three, slashing and stabbing towards the group of experts on the periphery.

It seemed as if he was dancing with the sword.

The Dark Sect members already understood the sword's might, the Heavenly Immortal Realm ones dodged around, while those in the Golden Immortal Realm actively pressed forward.

An elder appeared beside the Purple Feather Sword in a flash, reaching out to grab it, thinking he could suppress Wang Jixuan with his cultivation to seize the sword and harm him.

Unexpectedly, the Purple Feather Sword merely trembled softly, and a pale red Daoist charm surged out.

The elder's face changed dramatically, not daring to touch the sword, immediately retreating, not even having time to evade.

Great Path Suppression!

Wang Jixuan made a cross-cut with his sword fingers, and the Purple Feather Sword swung towards the elder's neck, its speed not much different from a Golden Immortal Sword Cultivator's sword.

The elder hastily retreated, his figure swaying left and right.

The Purple Feather Sword, carrying the pale red Daoist charm, pursued urgently, slash, cut, stab, flick... clearly the most basic sword moves, yet containing endless variations.

In just a blink, the elder's robe was torn, his body covered in sword marks, unable to stop cursing:

"You can only rely on that evil Qi!"

Wang Jixuan ignored him, realizing that just the Purple Feather Sword alone couldn't deal with this elder, took advantage of the surrounding enemies' momentary relaxation, directly switched the sword's direction, rushing towards the nearest few Heavenly Immortals.

These few Heavenly Immortal Realm Dark Sect members were truly miserable. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

They had no time to dodge, their forms cut down by the sword light, unable to escape the pursuit of the evil Qi.

The elder shouted angrily: "You wretched thief!"

Before his voice even fell, he suddenly felt a chill running down his spine.

In the Golden Immortal elder's senses, a black cloud had appeared behind him at some point, within this black cloud were a pair of scarlet eyes, the owner of those eyes, a terrifying beast of unknown form, was about to open its mouth and attack him the next moment!

The elder's face turned pale, using his immortal sense to look behind.

A graceful figure clad in a light purple immortal dress, treading atop a Qi mass mixed with seven-colored rosy clouds, stood silently behind him.

The elder whirled around!

"My name is Mei, I like others to keep me company."

This woman said softly, as a flawless jade hand appeared out of thin air before the Golden Immortal elder, her fingertips piercing into his neck.

The Golden Immortal elder turned pale with fright, hurriedly retreating.

The Purple Feather Sword turned back, pointing out countless starlights, sealing off the retreat path of the Golden Immortal elder!