Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone-Chapter 1405 - 640: Ship of the End

'Hiss, so painful.'

Wang Jixuan gasped.

Then he discovered, he seemingly couldn't breathe.

He sat up abruptly, finding himself seemingly in the starlit sky, surrounded by nothing, only a faint gray starlight floating in front of him.

He instinctively touched his chest.

There was an upward sloping wound, which tore his Immortal Body, that sword had penetrated his Primordial Spirit.

The most critical part was that he never expected, the Power of Heaven could actually be used as a special kind of mana, directly affecting his Primordial Spirit.

Had it been before, Wang Jixuan would probably have cursed a few times;

Now, his first thought was that his death seemed to have its significance.

At the very least, it proved to other beings in the Immortal Realm that this method of the Heavenly Dao Worm could be used on him, it could also be used on others.

Every expert feared for themselves, thus providing the basis for resisting the Heavenly Dao Worm.

'Am I dead?'

Wang Jixuan thought so.

He recalled the feeling of the previous two 'deaths,' which were obviously different from this time.

The first death was during Crossing Tribulation, unable to withstand the ninth Heavenly Tribulation, there was not much pain when his body perished and his Tao vanished, just full of unwillingness, a lonely soul drifting in the vast darkness for a while, and then was retrieved by the Yina Civilization.

The second death was relatively 'comfortable', at that time unable to withstand the Immortal's Finger, fell from the Immortal Gate, a lonely soul was captured by the honeycomb-like Stone of Time.

And then there was the lonely ghost in the ruins of the Yina Civilization.

The third death is now.

This time it seemed there was no lonely soul left, his Primordial Spirit was directly torn apart.

Even a true Golden Immortal, facing Zhi Hui's fatal blow, sealed his Daoist Principle and mana with the Power of Heaven, had no chance of survival.

Not to mention him, the Half-step Golden Immortal.

He should be dead.

Yet he can still think, can still feel his faint form, there's a bit of inexplicable mystery.

What is happening?

Doubt rose in Wang Jixuan's heart, he floated up lightly, looking around carefully.

It seemed like a black box, the boundaries of the box unknown, but there was a kind of 'finite' that Wang Jixuan could understand.

All he could see was the gray band of starlight floating before him, this band extended to unknown places, with a mesmerizing beauty.

"This way~"

Wang Jixuan paused, looked up to the left front.

It was empty, as if someone was calling.

"Don't follow the band of light, the band will lead you to the place of rest... Are you a newly fallen Da Luo?"

Master Wang shook his head numbly.

He asked, "Where are you?"

"Eh? You can't see me?"

The source of the voice grew curious, and soon Wang Jixuan heard a few people muttering.

"Goodness, this isn't Da Luo, seems to be just a Golden Immortal, and Ninth Grade at that?"

"Why did a Ninth Grade Golden Immortal come to our side?"

"Yeah, if he just became a Golden Immortal, he surely wouldn't understand what Tao Spirit and Tao Root are, and couldn't have deep resonance with the Natural Dao, otherwise his cultivation wouldn't just be the lowest Ninth Grade Golden Immortal."

Wang Jixuan blinked, whispered: "Possibly related to my mastery of some Supreme Dao."

"Some? Supreme Dao?"

"Ridiculous! The comprehension of beings is limited, constrained by their own talent, to comprehend two Supreme Dao at the Ninth Grade Golden Immortal stage is already remarkable! Tell us, how many do you have!"

"Nine, though all with small success."

Wang Jixuan made some excuses for himself.

"Ah?"

"Nine?"

"Look! Look!"

Wang Jixuan vaguely felt, there were silhouettes appearing around him.

But he couldn't see or touch them clearly.

As if they spoke across dimensions.

These voices just now, included male and female but most were rather old.

The situation now was a bit eerie, Master Wang didn't know what to do, so chose to stay put, revealing a friendly smile.

Suddenly heard a voice: "Human King Sacred Body!"

"Damn it! Disgusting! I've been looking at a Human King Sacred Body for so long!"

"Watch your words! Speaking irreverently to the Human King, and I'll fight you!"

Those transparent silhouettes around seemed to be in a brawl.

Master Wang was even more puzzled.

The surrounding voices became more agitated, and clearly divided into three factions:

One, Human King Sacred Body is really disgusting;

Two, this is surprisingly our Human Race's candidate Human King;

Three, none of my business.

The third faction was obviously more numerous, all concerned about why a Ninth Grade Golden Immortal came to this place.

Wang Jixuan suddenly understood.

He should now count as having crossed the threshold of the Golden Immortal.

What is this situation?

The Heavenly Dao removed the limit blocking his advancement, he successfully broke into the Immortal Realm, before having the chance to trigger phenomena, was killed by Zhi Hui sent by the Boluo Sect.

History's fastest dead Golden Immortal?

Master Wang was frustrated, suddenly feeling his life was filled with failure, except having two lovely charming girlfriends, a loyal little maid, a group of like-minded brothers, a singing-talented female disciple...

Seems pretty good.

Wang Jixuan quickly adjusted his mindset.

He let his shadowy form sit cross-legged, looked around curiously, waiting for these 'veterans' to finish their discussion.

Meanwhile, Wang Jixuan also pondered what this place was.

Without Mu Dan's help in calculating, Wang Jixuan finally started using his own little brain.