Everyone was doomed...

Wang Xuan never imagined their future would be like this, with all living beings in the Celestial Demon Realm slaughtered by the hands of alien powerhouses.

Watching his kin die one by one, witnessing friends and beloved ones struggle bitterly, only to lose their grace, an inexplicable anger surged in Wang Xuan’s heart.

The blood in his heart was boiling, the rage like a volcano on the verge of eruption.

The Half-Step Immortal powerhouse of the Dragon Race thought the opponent was just a being of the same level, but never expected it was an Immortal, whose all-encompassing aura was trembling.

And ultimately, due to a momentary lapse by that Half-Step Immortal, millions of beings were lost, many of whom were True Inheritors from various Mountain Gates, all outstanding figures of the young generation.

It should be known that the young generation dispatched by the Immortal Martial Mountain this time occupied a tenth of the Mountain Gate’s total. If they died here, the loss would be indescribable.

"That Alien Race Immortal seems to be the image of the Dark Pixiu Venerable in the memory of the Pixiu Saint, its biological father, undoubtedly." Wang Xuan thought to himself.

After glimpsing a corner of the future, his mind was filled with countless thoughts, indescribably complex, as if himself who died half a day later was reborn before the disaster.

He wanted to change all this, realizing that his future self should not let such catastrophe occur.

"I must stop it!"

This thought was in Wang Xuan’s heart, but he didn’t know what to do. He didn’t even know where that Half-Step Immortal of the Dragon Race was, and even if he knew, with his status, such a person wouldn’t meet him.

Recalling the True Immortal figures of the Immortal Martial Mountain, one was openly present in the camp, he hurried over, hesitating halfway there.

With the great divine techniques of an Immortal, everything happening in the Celestial Demon Realm would be known. If the Pixiu Venerable had been lurking here, waiting for the opportunity to strike, then as soon as Wang Xuan spoke in the Celestial Demon Realm, everything would be exposed.

Upon finding Di Xuan, Wang Xuan just said, "I need to go home for a bit, you must come along too."

"It’s hard to leave my duty." Di Xuan frowned, "What’s the matter exactly?"

"Is that really an issue? Concerning an energy incarnation, you must return!" Wang Xuan said, "It’s important, involving both of us."

Di Xuan said no more.

Wandering to the Qingqiu Race’s camp, finally finding Tu Yingying at a Spirit Vein mining site, Wang Xuan, like a mischievous uncle offering candy, said, "Yingying, I’m preparing to go back to concoct a batch of pills, precisely what your Qingqiu Fox Race needs. However, testing the pill recipe requires the Qingqiu Fox Race to try the pills, would you like to come with me?"

Tu Yingying’s eyes lit up, nodding busily, "Yes, yes."

This matter was much more important than anything else; if there was a continuous supply of pills, then the Qingqiu Fox Race could surely rise rapidly.

Followed closely by the Fox Immortal, Wang Xuan then found Lin Xiyue, whom he had the closest relationship with in the Celestial Demon Realm, besides Tu Yingying.

"Going back? Why?" Lin Xiyue couldn’t understand.

"Your master is looking for you," Wang Xuan said, but just stating this to Lin Xiyue clearly had no effect.

Lin Xiyue shook her head, "Leaving is decided by the Grand Senior Brother, Master is in seclusion and won’t be looking for me now." She stared at Wang Xuan as if scrutinizing him.

"What do you need such a smart brain for?" Wang Xuan said angrily, hoisting Lin Xiyue and running, holding her firmly on his shoulder so she couldn’t move.

Tu Yingying hurriedly chased behind, "Wait for me."

Lin Xiyue shouted, "Are you crazy? Put me down!" Such contact was really inappropriate, especially since men and women should not touch hands when giving or receiving things.

Many who saw this scene were astounded. Was Wang Xuan, the King of Earth Immortals, trying to carry off a little wife?

Wang Xuan didn’t take any advantage of Lin Xiyue because he knew this woman was already on the edge of exploding and once she started making a fuss, he wouldn’t be able to handle her for a while.

The Space Gate transmitted again and again, even across a hundred thousand kilometers, after a dozen transmissions they arrived, ultimately safely returning to Immortal Martial Mountain.

Tu Yingying curiously eyed Lin Xiyue’s stern face — very beautiful. As a Fox Spirit, she felt a little envious. Her figure was slightly voluptuous, not quite matching her cold aura.

She thought to herself: Wang Xuan is so domineering.

But upon reaching Immortal Martial Mountain, she saw an even more domineering side of Wang Xuan, as he instructed Di Xuan to knock the great beauty unconscious with a stick.

"Saves trouble." He had no way to explain, Lin Xiyue was too smart, estimating it would take a few hours to convince her.

Tu Yingying was startled, "Don’t knock me out! I’m very obedient."

"I’ve raised a Dominator, very familiar with Immortal Martial Mountain. Let it show you around first, I have urgent matters now, remember not to return to the Celestial Demon Realm." Wang Xuan hurriedly said.

After patting the little head of the Fox Immortal to calm her, he directly headed to the main peak to find the Grand Senior Brother, as matters involving an Immortal should naturally be reported to the Sect Master of Immortal Martial Mountain.

But after searching for a long time, he couldn’t find him, nor had a clue of his whereabouts, making him anxious.

"Nephew Wang, have you made a new kind of candy?" Yue Yiyi asked, looking up at Wang Xuan, still a cute little girl, though she was over an inch taller than last year.

"Not yet, but soon I’ll make some delicious candy just for you." Wang Xuan knew he couldn’t rush things, saying with a relaxed smile.

At least he returned to Immortal Martial Mountain, changing the fate of himself and those around him, escaping certain doom.

Yue Yiyi pouted, "Bad Nephew." She knew how long "soon" could be.

With a kind face, Wang Xuan asked, "Yiyi, do you know where Grand Master has gone? I have urgent business with him."

Yue Yiyi hugged a one-foot-long abacus, fiddling with it, shook her head, "Yiyi doesn’t know either."

This made Wang Xuan frown, "Then do you know when Master Uncle will return?"

"I don’t know," Yue Yiyi said, minding her own business.

This predicament gave Wang Xuan a headache, as only the Grand Master seemed to have sufficient strength and status to liaise with someone of the Immortal’s level.

The gravity of the situation weighed heavily on him, thinking of the millions of beings on Earth about to perish in the Celestial Demon Star Domain.

Knowing that nearly a hundred True Inheritors of Immortal Martial Mountain were in the Celestial Demon Realm, an all-out war would mean a massive loss for Immortal Martial Mountain.

Looking at the disciple most cherished by the Grand Master, Yue Yiyi was indeed the apple of his eye, and suddenly Wang Xuan had an idea.

"Yiyi, how about we play a game? If you win, I’ll give you a hundred different flavored candies." Wang Xuan enticed.

Yue Yiyi turned her head, "Really?"

...

"Wow! Master, I really miss you!"

Under Wang Xuan’s guidance through emotions, Yue Yiyi suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness, wailing sorrowfully, her cries full and robust.

"Go on! Cry louder!" Wang Xuan’s mental power slightly guided her; he never expected his Heart Spirit Demon Scripture to be used in this way.

Thinking of soon having a hundred types of candies, Yue Yiyi was immensely happy, but in front of Wang Xuan, she appeared utterly heartbroken.

The sadness in her heart emerged, sobbing, "Master, where are you? Have you abandoned Yiyi? Yiyi misses you so much!"

Tears flowed freely, Yue Yiyi felt like she was tricked by Wang Xuan; could crying really earn her candies?

She thought to herself: Stupid Wang Xuan, if you tricked a child, I’ll surely make you pay!

After crying for a while, her mood sank to a certain low, truly experiencing a kind of hopeless sadness.

Beside her, Wang Xuan cheered her on, "Little Master Uncle, great job! Keep crying!"