Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone

Time, the years.

Everyone knows that this Great Path is extraordinary, but in the Cultivation World, no one has ever heard of anyone comprehending any magic from the years, let alone a Cultivation Method.

Wang Jixuan was eager, holding onto this thing for half a month, wanting to see if his newly reshaped Dao Body and the perfect Tao Foundation of the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top could resonate with it.

Unfortunately;

There was no response.

In fact, Wang Jixuan also did not know how to open this thing to let it record the situation.

Increasing the concentration of Spiritual Energy, creating Spiritual Energy waves, letting Spiritual Energy simulate the confrontation between Demonic Qi and clean energy, and so on.

He tried all kinds of methods, but Wang Jixuan could only sigh and put it into a separate Storage Magical Treasure for personal safekeeping.

This treasure is crucial at critical moments for lifesaving.

He stretched lazily, rising slowly from before the gigantic character for Dao.

This cultivation was so excruciatingly tormenting, almost inhuman.

Wang Jixuan shuddered even recalling it now.

It began with the soul-tearing pain, followed by the itching pain as if being devoured by a million ants.

Back then, when he refined the Resentful Soul Sea of the Pillar Blade Beast, he directly refined over a hundred million resentful souls, and the resentful power of these souls lingered, making Wang Jixuan suffer unbearably.

Fortunately, the old man from the second life was always there to help.

Speaking of this old man, Wang Jixuan was no longer angry now.

It was all himself, just two sets of memories, two experiences that shaped who he was, nothing to be mad about.

Wang Jixuan absorbed those three sets of memories, and his understanding of the Heavenly Tribulation transformed.

He was now confident enough to challenge it.

That was enough.

As for the mess left by the Three Realms Wanderer, he resolved them one by one, severed earthly ties, and focused on preparing for Ascension to Immortality.

The Three Realms Wanderer didn't just die.

He simply couldn't hold on anymore, his consciousness long on the brink of collapse. For seventy years, Wang Jixuan had established his Tao Foundation and freed himself from the entanglement of resentful souls. When his consciousness gradually stabilized, the Three Realms Wanderer sat there like an old man on his deathbed, dazed, and might not respond even after being called dozens of times.

From the Yina Civilization to Earth Civilization, tens of thousands of years is indeed too long.

'Can immortals live for so long?'

Wang Jixuan wondered.

'In some sense, this poor Daoist may have already surpassed an immortal.'

Laugh.

The Daoist's Spiritual Sense spread out, encompassing the entire city.

It was still so empty and vast, and everywhere was wrapped in formations made by the Yina Civilization.

This kind of formation was peculiar, ensuring that things within the formation neither rot nor decay. Additionally, each formation was interconnected as a whole, so even a Spirit Cultivator equivalent to a cultivator in the Unification Realm, or even Wang Jixuan at his peak, would have to expend considerable effort to forcibly break through these large arrays.

Wang Jixuan walked around.

Every time Amina came before this, he could sense it.

Initially, he could only vaguely hear Amina chatting with the Three Realms Wanderer, but later he could clearly hear, though due to the interference of resentful souls, he couldn't respond.

So, the development and status of human beings on Earth, the Daoist was largely aware of, and therefore wasn't worried about anything.

To be fair;

At Earth's most perilous moment, it was the Three Realms Wanderer who took action. He used the giant Spiritual Energy Group concealed in the Cloud City to activate the planetary defense array and withstand the crisis.

From this perspective, the Three Realms Wanderer owed nothing to Earth Civilization.

This place would also be where Wang Jixuan achieves his Great Path.

While Wang Jixuan was wandering aimlessly, two figures emerged from the underground palace, flew over, and knelt to salute.

"Master."

"Master."

Wang Jixuan nodded calmly, looking at these two puppets.

A man and a woman, considered a tireless working combination.

The male puppet wore golden armor. It was one of the two Golden Puppets Wang Jixuan had previously found with Spiritual Sense.

The woman wore a Ni Chang skirt, her skin snowy white and delicate, her features charming and beautiful, her eyes filled with an everlasting allure. Her bashful and seductive appearance left Wang Jixuan with no doubt that her touch and responsiveness were more womanly than a real woman.

'No wonder it's the creation of the Three Realms Wanderer!'

Puppets are relatively profound items among cultivators' Artifact Refining techniques.

To make a puppet move autonomously requires complex prohibitions, let alone these two, who looked and thought like real people, possessing spirituality, and boasted formidable combat strength as perfect puppets.

However, their flaws were also evident — they were too dependent on the formations of Cloud City.

Without the energy supply from the formations, their combat strength would be significantly reduced.

To take them out would require Wang Jixuan to modify them, transforming their consumption from large arrays' Spiritual Energy to Spirit Stones (Crystal Cores).

However, their energy consumption ratio wasn't outstanding.

They should remain here dutifully as protectors.

Wang Jixuan waved his hand and said, "Later, when I'm not here, watch over, and if anyone forces their way in, kill without mercy."

"Yes!"

"Hmm," Master Wang thought carefully, "if it's Po Suoye, leave one alive, I have something to ask her."

"Yes!"

After speaking, Wang Jixuan couldn't help but laugh.

Ye Zi was actually fooled by the Three Realms Wanderer, abandoned a more advanced Core Circuit, and chose an obsolete 'Core Circuit' without a subsequent cultivation technique.

The Daoist arrived at the tilted sculpture, thought for a moment, and lightly slapped it with a palm.

The Three Realms Wanderer's sculpture gently shattered.

The past has vanished like smoke.

This poor Daoist doesn't want to bear the responsibility for revitalizing the Yina Civilization.

The Daoist sighed softly, a graceful silhouette flashed across his mind, adding a touch of anticipation to his otherwise placid Dao Heart, and he looked down at his long robe.