In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone.

Chapter 577: Immortal Encounters a Ghost

Is it haunted?
Wang Jixuan's skeleton puppet's eyes widened.

He was now walking near a dry swamp. There were several points on the edge of the swamp where evil spirits gathered. According to the experience Wang Jixuan had summarized from his previous explorations, those points all hid incomplete treasures.

Where does this voice come from?

Wang Jixuan did not dare to be careless at all.

Although he and Mudan have mastered the little tricks to enter and exit this place, he also understands that delay will lead to unexpected events.

The process of their entry into this place was not secretive, so other forces might naturally think of using the evil spirit to "seep" in.

Wang Jixuan stopped his actions, and the bone puppet rode on the cloud and waited quietly for a while.

He suddenly heard that voice again.

"Alas...it seems that I have misunderstood..."

Wang Jixuan still didn't answer.

He waited quietly for a moment, and found that no terrifying aura descended directly, so he carefully rode the cloud to leave this place.

Even the locations of those incomplete treasures were not marked.

Suddenly, the voice sounded again, more hoarse and dark than before, but more lively this time:
"Are you a living creature? Don't worry, I have no ill will towards you and I can't hurt you."

Wang Jixuan pondered for a few seconds and used his spiritual consciousness to transmit his voice to those around him.

What he said is...

"Odd changes to even and stays the same!"

"Ok?"

"Who is the woman I have ever loved most?"

"this?"

"What is the name of our home, the blue planet?"

"what are you saying?"

The old female voice was full of doubts, and she was speaking the ancient terms used in the fairy world. Some of the grammar of these terms was slightly different from the common language used in the fairy world today.

In short, the owner of this female voice is most likely not the Red Snake.

"Are you doubting whether I am the person you are looking for? Then you can look six hundred miles to the left. You will see a small grave. I am inside it."

Wang Jixuan shook his head slowly and bowed in the direction the woman's voice said.

The bones' movements were somewhat funny.

Taoist Wang knows how to wave the flag;
He said slowly, "I am sorry for being rude, senior. Please forgive me. It's because my elder, a Daluo Jinxian who cultivated the Great Way of Time, buried my sister here for cultivation for about two or three thousand years. Now, I am here to take my sister back, but I don't know her exact location... This test question is really too difficult."

"Oh?"

The female voice was obviously a little surprised:

"The Great Dao of Time's Golden Immortal? This is impossible. Even those who cultivate alone cannot become the Great Dao, let alone become the ruler of the Great Dao of Time."

Wang Daochang sighed and said, "My elders also went through many hardships, spanning millions of years, and were even besieged by various forces. In the end, they ended up in a sad situation where they were left alone... Alas, it was really not easy for them."

The female voice sighed, "Who has it easy? Ants are afraid of the strong, and the strong are afraid of death. When they have nothing, they are straightforward, and death will put an end to everything. When they have concerns, they are restricted, and then they are full of weaknesses, and they are bullied and even humiliated. In the end, isn't it just death? Everything is just an illusion."

The owner of the female voice was obviously a little sad.

Wang Jixuan’s mind shook slightly.

He thought for a moment, then controlled the bone puppet to ride on the clouds and float towards the direction where the voice came from.

After walking five or six hundred miles, he saw a cliff. The bottom of the cliff was covered with all kinds of weapons. In the corner of the bottom, near the cross-section of the cliff, there was a grave made of rubble.

Next to the grave sat a dark yellow skeleton with a few unweathered strips of cloth on it.

Wang Jixuan got closer and slowly explored with his spiritual sense. He could see a skull in the tomb that looked like it was made of jade.

The female voice that kept communicating with him was this skull.

"Are you relieved to come here?" The woman's voice was somewhat helpless, "I was also awakened by you. I thought you were a descendant of the Fu family."

"Senior's surname is Fu?"

"My husband's last name is Fu."

The female voice murmured softly, as if she was lost in long and distant memories.

Time flies by, the past is gone, and now it is nothing but a pile of dry bones.

The female voice sighed, "I never thought that my remaining soul would not be extinguished and would be polluted by evil spirits. Now I have become a lonely ghost and cannot even die... Can you let me die? Do me a favor, considering that we are both human beings."

Wang Jixuan thought for a moment and said, "I'm afraid I can't do it now. The senior's cultivation level was too high when he was alive."

"Well, I am one of the top ten fighters on this battlefield... Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to remain conscious until now..."

The female voice seemed to be in some pain and she uttered a few soft groans.

She continued, "You are indeed very weak. Are you a fifth-grade celestial being?"

"Yes, this is it. This is my puppet. I came here to look for my sister."

"How about this, let's make a deal. I'll help you find your sister, and after that you find a way to kill me."

The female voice whispered:
“After being contaminated by the evil spirit, it is difficult for me to die.

"If you can't kill me then...can you stay with me?"

Wang Jixuan immediately turned around and ran for his life.

But as soon as he had this thought, a warning sign arose in his heart, and his spiritual sense reminded him that it was extremely dangerous.

Spiritual perception usually involves only the noumenon;
In other words, his true self might even be found by this lonely ghost...

"No," Wang Jixuan answered seriously, "I still have more things to do, such as fighting against the Heavenly Dao, protecting more innocent people, and fighting against the host mind body in the Heavenly Dao."

The female voice sounded a little more puzzled: "The host mind body in the Heavenly Dao? What is that?"

"Bora."

"Pola... The Avenue is responding to this name... It is indeed Pola..."

The hoarseness in the female voice gradually faded away, and it became more ethereal.

She said, "It's great that you have such ambitions... But I'm lonely here too. I helped you, so you should help me. If I can't find your sister, I won't ask you to do anything more... Is that okay? I'm lonely... Really lonely..."

A faint crying sound was heard from under the grave.

Wisps of light red air emerged from the rubble.

Wang Jixuan's real body was covered with goosebumps.

He felt a strange, powerful pressure that was comparable to that of a third-grade Golden Immortal.

This pressure seemed to be there and not there, but it went straight to his heart and consciousness, as if if he was not careful, his consciousness would be polluted by this ghost thing.

It's no use regretting it now.

Wang Jixuan suddenly had an idea:
"Then why don't you come out for a walk?
"I can help you to relieve your boredom for a while while I look for my sister.

"If you can open this little world to communicate with the outside world later, I can give you some toys to relieve your boredom."

"A small toy to relieve boredom?" The woman's voice sounded a little more doubtful.

Wang Jixuan had no way to describe it.

In the army of machines ruled by Queen Peony, there is always one or two neurotic machines, either extremely talkative or extremely depressed. If you give this senior a few of them, it is estimated that most of his resentment can be resolved.

"You are really a good person." The female voice said so, and then the blood-red aura slowly floated up and condensed into a slender jade hand.

The jade hand used its index and middle fingers as legs and walked nimbly down the stone. A blooming plum blossom slowly grew at the end of its cut wrist.

A blurry face appeared on the back of the strange hand, and it looked quite handsome.

The whole picture looks a little bit scary when put together.

Wang Jixuan pretended to be calm: "What's your name, senior?"

"Amei..."

Wang Jixuan nodded calmly, turned around and rode the cloud away into the distance.

The cloud suddenly sank, and a strange hand jumped up.

Wang Jixuan always felt as if there was a giant beast a thousand feet tall beside him.

A black cloud, a white skeleton, and a strange hand are floating in this dark and broken world, searching aimlessly for something.

The excavator looked around curiously, and suddenly felt a little sad. He whispered, "Such a good little world was destroyed by us."

"Senior, were you the attacker at that time?"

"Well," said the weirdo, "I was in seclusion, wanting to cultivate a great body with my husband to deal with the coming catastrophe. Suddenly, my husband got the news that a giant of the beast tribe was using the blood of hundreds of beasts to cultivate a yellow heavenly body, which could absorb the souls of billions of creatures and reach the extraordinary world. That would be a huge threat to us."

The white bones controlled by Wang Jixuan showed realization on their faces.

"So you want to be prepared for it."

"In fact, there is more than that," said the weird hand, "The second largest tribe at that time, the Dragon and Phoenix Tribe, wanted to take this opportunity to destroy the third largest tribe, the Beast Tribe, and came to negotiate with us... But I didn't expect that this was their plan, a plan that they had been planning for millions of years."

"Millions of years..."

"Yes, the Dragon and Phoenix tribe and the Beast tribe have spent millions of years accumulating hatred and attacking each other. We humans were fooled and really thought they were our mortal enemies."

The excavator sighed softly:
“So, in this small world, our human elite were ambushed.

“But, hehe, those guys weren’t having an easy time either. The number of our masters who fell in the end should be three to two. They were three and we were two.

"I will die here... only a head will be left..."

Wang Jixuan asked: "Are the bones next to your grave your husband?"

"No, he almost became my husband, but in the end I chose my husband... We lived happily for several eras. Although my husband often went to play with some young women, and I occasionally went to play with some handsome young men... But our relationship was very good."

Wang Jixuan: ...

The skeleton turned out to be a licking dog;
Wow, is the life of ancient human masters so open?

The excavator was reminiscing about the past, as if it was immersed in an lingering beautiful dream and could not wake up for a long time.

Wang Jixuan looked around, searching for any possible red snake that might appear.

Where did this sister hide?

He is already entangled with this weird thing, why hasn't the red snake shown up yet?

However, having learned from his mistakes, Wang Jixuan no longer dares to spread the news.

The weirdo suddenly asked, "What does your sister look like?"

Wang Jixuan groaned for a few seconds and said, "I don't know whether she is in human form or in some other form now."

"Demon race? Are you a hybrid of human and demon?" The voice of the weirdo suddenly became a little more stern, and it was an anger that could not be concealed.

Wang Jixuan immediately said, "How is it possible? My parents are both mortals, pure-blooded humans... My sister has had a very rough life. She and I have no blood relationship, but we are comrades-in-arms... My hometown was once ravaged by the demons."

Wang Jixuan briefly talked about the blade beast disaster that had hit the earth.

He had never realized before that he had a talent for storytelling and it was easy for him to keep the weirdo fascinated.

Taoist Wang’s heart moved.

Doesn't the appearance of this strange hand prove that there may be a lot of "life" in this ancient battlefield itself?
There might be some order here that they recognize.

Wang Jixuan then became more patient.

He kept talking about how the red snake calmly faced death and perished together with a king-level monster. By chance, the human's soul took control of the body of the powerful monster.

"After that, she began to practice actively, using the body of a monster to fight against monsters, saving hundreds of millions of mortals."

The excavator sighed softly: "I was wrong about this hero... She is really amazing."

"What about you, senior?" Wang Jixuan asked.

"I?"

The face on the back of the hand of the exorcist carries some memories, but also a little helplessness:

“I’m not that great. In fact, I’m just an ordinary person. It’s only because I’ve awakened my ancient bloodline, gained an innate holy body, and resonated with the Great Dao that I’ve reached a very high realm of Dao.

“Even before I died, I was afraid of death.

“I am afraid of loneliness, and I don’t like solitude. I am afraid that I will sink into the endless darkness. I am afraid that I will never be able to speak or dance again…”

She sighed softly.

The face on the strange hand looked dazed.

Wang Jixuan asked: "But you are alive now."

"Actually, no, this isn't life. This is just my resentment that has become a spirit and inherited my mark on the avenue."

"I am a dead man."

The excavator's voice became melancholy:

"I want you to stay here with me, okay? I can give you many, many treasures, even though they are all broken.

"Can you stay with me forever? I'm so lonely..."

Wang Jixuan said seriously: "I can find some companions for you, and even create a city here."

"Really, really?"

"Of course it's true. I swear on my character and the Dao that as long as you don't hurt me, you won't hurt them either."

"I'm not going to hurt you, I just want a companion!"

Wang Jixuan changed the subject and said, "Didn't you discover the ruler of the Avenue of Time before?"

"No, I was in a deep sleep until you woke me up and called me by my last name, Fu."

Taoist Wang wanted to slap himself twice.

The weirdo suddenly said, "I do know that an old guy should always be awake, but he has a very strange personality, and he is a little more powerful than me, so he may have some discoveries."

The corner of Wang Jixuan's mouth twitched slightly.

Is he going to provoke a second monster now?
However, now that I'm here, it's better to have more debts than less. Maybe I can provoke these two powerful and weird men to fight each other, and I can take advantage of something.

Taoist Wang thought naively.

Then he felt that the white clouds under his feet no longer obeyed him. There were bright red blood vessels in the white clouds, and the speed suddenly increased, rushing towards the northwest.

After a while.

In the middle of a dry riverbed, there is a pool of shimmering water, and it seems that there are water plants swaying in the pool.

Wang Jixuan's masterpiece of spiritual perception.

"Ah, am I here to collect monsters?"

(End of this chapter)