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

Chapter 646 Loophole
Wang Jixuan felt like half a month had passed while he was sitting there.

——There is no change of the sun and moon here, and no clear flow of time. Wang Jixuan can only vaguely judge how long he has been meditating through his physical sensations.

He stood up and walked to the pool, looking down at himself in the water.

These strange objects on my body don't look so glaring anymore.

This actually means that he has integrated with these things more closely and naturally.

Wang Jixuan stood by the pool for a long time.

He was digesting and organizing what he had gained during this period.

What's happening outside?
Although he was very concerned, he could not get any information. He could only wish them well and believe that Mudan and Amina could overcome the difficulties.

Taoist Wang turned and walked back to his house.

He has found a way out of the impasse.

He had no chance of winning by using the methods of the fairy world to fight against the residual spirits of these Golden Immortals, whether it was a head-on fight or some strategy.

There is a huge difference in their realms, and their accumulation of understanding of the Tao is also not on the same order of magnitude.

But Wang Jixuan has one advantage, that is his...

Intermediate mechanic certificate.

This is of course a joke. His advantage is his past experience, interaction with Earth civilization, and mutual integration with Ina civilization.

He is a 'super psychic scientist' who can create the core circuits of spiritual practitioners!
It was simply because the strength ceiling of spiritual practitioners was too difficult to break, and Wang Jixuan deliberately avoided the history of being a prodigal son of the Three Realms, and returned to the pure path of cultivating immortals.

Now, the path to becoming an immortal is blocked, so the only option is to take this "remote" path.

Wang Jixuan's mind moved, and a bed appeared here. The scales, wings, tail and other things on his back automatically penetrated into his body, allowing him to lie down comfortably.

He conjured up a piece of paper and began to write and draw, and a mind map appeared on it.

At this moment, his thoughts could be captured by the other remaining spirits of the End Ship;

And when Wang Jixuan wrote the first line on the paper, all eyes here gathered over him.

[The collective ascension of extraordinary beings and the true method of opening the door to the holy world].

He doesn’t understand;
But what Wang Jixuan needs to do now is to make these residual spirits believe that he understands.

The first need of living beings is always survival.

Now, Wang Jixuan is actually looking at these more than one hundred residual souls and the Ship of the End separately.

If the End Ship itself is regarded as a special creature, the remaining souls are just passengers on the ship or part of the hull.

When they succeed in killing Pola under the drive of their common obsession, this "aggregate of residual souls" will no longer exist.

Because their common ground disappears, the remaining souls will fall into confusion and the connection will fall apart.

Doesn’t this collection of residual souls want to continue living?
If it wants to live, there is only one way to go:
Complete the dimensional upgrade, become a true high-dimensional life, and completely get rid of the fate of the great extinction of the material universe!
With this as a guide, you can achieve great things!
Wang Jixuan felt it, as he picked up the pen, a stream of eyes began to appear around him;

As he wrote and drew, these sights increased.

Half an hour later, the paper in front of Wang Jixuan was already densely covered with tiny handwriting, and a broad road to upgrading had taken shape.

Those remaining souls have begun to make continuous calculations.

The more powerful will here seemed to have awakened from its slumber and was watching from afar.

Who wants to die if he can live?

Having seen that world, who wouldn’t want to be a part of it?
However, the path to higher dimensions that Wang Jixuan has pointed out now contains a condition that cannot be avoided.

——Accomplish the collective at the expense of the individual.

The remaining souls must give up most of their independent thinking abilities in order to give this Doomsday Ship a chance to transform.

Wang Jixuan also pointed out that all of this construction must be completed before they reach the fairyland.

What were the subsequent effects and reactions?

Wang Jixuan didn't know, but this was the only solution he could think of now.

Let’s try it first.

……

When Taoist Wang was fooling those residual spirits, the people around him fell into a little anxiety.

It’s not because there was something wrong with Wang Jixuan’s body.

——His breathing was steady, his soul had disappeared, his immortal body was full of magical power, and he looked like he was fast asleep.

What makes Amina and the others anxious is the current war situation in the fairy world.

Mudan's super fleet has suspended its attack;
In the fairy world where a ceasefire was supposed to have been reached, the war became more and more intense.

The two major camps of the human race and the hundred races, as if they wanted to settle their hatred with each other before the catastrophe, fought in the direction of the Slaughter God Palace, with brains flying everywhere.

Both sides have been aroused to ferocity and anger, and the scope of the impact and the number of casualties have exceeded those of the previous two clashes.

The third base has been put into battle.

When Jinlian first joined the battle, he achieved good destructive effects. The evil spirit of Luoshan Jushi was invincible.

But the news from yesterday was not optimistic. Mr. Luoshan was targeted by a super heavenly punishment and was seriously injured. Jinlian lost 30% of her evil spirit, and more than half of the monsters were killed or injured.

Jinlian was temporarily forced to withdraw from the battle.

This triggered a collapse effect, and one side of the battle line quickly collapsed under the impact of the Dark Cult's death warriors.

Now, according to Mudan's estimation, the Polo side still has at least three cards that have not been played.

The first card is the Tianluo Organization.

Tianluo has not publicly ended his actions, and has continued to shout, asking all parties in the fairy world to remain calm;

The second card is the power of heaven.

Bola seems to have the ability to modify the rules of heaven and let heaven directly bring down divine punishment on the masters of living beings. If this step is really taken, the masters of the human race will definitely not be able to bear it.

But this kind of thing must come at a price.

Mudan thinks the third card should be the mechanical project that Obsidian has been working on.

Mudan has been waiting for the mechanical army designed by Obsidian to show up.

In the fairy world, Pola possesses almost endless energy, and the Avenue of Time has the ability to accelerate and slow down the passage of time, which the Heavenly Dao naturally also has.

——Tiandao can easily do this by producing and selling some Tiandao magic instruments.

So Mudan is convinced that this third trump card exists and will be played out in the near future.

Bharata himself, or more precisely, part of Bharata's thinking body, does not have much patience.

Mudan was staring at Wang Jixuan's face in a daze. A flash of light flashed outside, and Jian San rushed into the command room cursing.

"Xiaojiu! Come with me! We need your support ahead!"

Jian Jiu in the corner opened his eyes, and a sharp aura of Tao emanated from his body, causing everyone here to shiver uncontrollably.

Jian San cursed, "A large number of Tianluo masters have confirmed their participation in the battle! Tianluo's leader and two Golden Immortals ambushed our masters, and the area behind the Slaughter God Palace is now a mess!"

Jian Jiu nodded slightly.

He flicked his fingers, and a wisp of sword energy floated above Wang Jixuan's body, and then he was about to leave with Jian San.

"Teacher Jianjiu," Mudan called out, "Remember to bring slate wall number one."

"it is good."

Jian Jiu didn't ask any more questions. He flashed to the main exit of this world, entered the vortex, and appeared in his residence in the Sword God Palace.

Jian Jiu put away the main stone slab floating on the side, cut through the world with a sword, and quickly rushed to the Slaughter God Palace for support.

Jian San was not in a hurry to follow.

He found Mudan and whispered, "Fellow Daoist Mudan, we may need you to lead the mechanical army later... The hundreds of races are coming aggressively, and we have many areas to defend. We are a bit overwhelmed by the manpower."

Mudan said, "Isn't the current ratio of human and 100 tribes' military strength 62 to 38?"

Jian San was stunned: "How do you know?"

"Everything in the fairy world is under my surveillance now," Mudan smiled elegantly. "In fact, if you want my mechanical army to take action, you don't need to find such a reason. It's understandable that the human race wants to suffer fewer losses and preserve its strength for the subsequent catastrophe."

Jian San's smile was a little awkward.

He sighed, "Miss Mudan is very righteous and is truly a blessing to our race."

"There is just one thing," Mudan said, "I need to remind you that Bola also imitated us and made his mechanical army. The output of weapons of mass destruction here is limited. If they are used on the immortal soldiers of hundreds of races, the human race may be in greater trouble in the future."

Jian San frowned and pondered, then bowed deeply to Mudan. "In this case, please let Miss Mudan take control of the whole process. It is up to you to decide when to take action! The human race only wants to reproduce and survive in the world!"

"I don't deserve your courtesy," Mudan said with a smile, "I am just following my boss' orders."

Jian San blinked: "What is Ji Xuan's order?"

"Get rid of Bola and clean up the Dark Cult."

"Then I understand," Jian San grinned, bowed to Mudan and Amina, and glanced at Wang Jixuan a few more times.

Without saying anything else, he turned and sped away.

Mudan continued to read Wang Jixuan's brain waves, watching how Wang Jixuan fooled the group of residual spirits step by step.

Unfortunately, she cannot communicate directly with her boss now, otherwise she could correct many of her boss' theoretical errors and make her boss's words more convincing.

It should be good now.

She came to the conclusion from brain wave analysis:
At this stage, two-thirds of those residual souls have gathered around Taoist Wang, listening to Taoist Wang's description of the path to ascending dimension.

Wang Jixuan did again what Bola had done in the past.

But the difference this time is that the path pointed out by Wang Jixuan is really reliable.

……

Three days later.

The second base shook slightly.

This is Jian Jiu holding the main slate, who was injured in the battle.

This injury did not force Jian Jiu to withdraw from the battle, but it made the Earth team more nervous.

After another nine days and nights, the war came to an abrupt end.

Mudan shared several battle reports with the Earth team.

The human race achieved a small victory in the direction of the Slaughter God Palace.

There were about 700,000 to 800,000 casualties on both sides, and most of them died, with only a few injured.

The number of True Immortal masters who died here is difficult to count. There are also losses of Heavenly Immortals and Golden Immortals. Overall, the human race suffered smaller losses, while the beast and feather races among the hundreds of races suffered larger losses.

It can be said that Pala has tied the entire fairy world to two chariots, which are crashing into each other at high speed.

Is there no one here to stop it?

actually not.

More than a dozen Golden Immortals were trying to persuade the other party.

But the attitude of the Hundred Races was too firm.

Perhaps they firmly believed that Poro could lead them to victory, or perhaps they were afraid that the human race, with the help of the mechanical army, would not give them a place to stay in the future, or perhaps it was a combination of reasons, but in short, all the races refused to mediate.

The masters of the Hundred Races also make sense;
Heaven is on their side, why should they retreat? Why should they retreat?

As long as the time is ripe, the world will be purified by divine thunder, and it is better for them to follow the way of heaven than for the human race who will go against heaven at any time.

The attitude of the human race is actually much milder than that of all other races.

If you want to fight, they will accompany you;

It's not impossible to talk.

All the human race wants is to survive with dignity, without being restricted by the laws of nature or enslaved by other races.

If the hundreds of races suddenly awaken now and unite with humans to destroy Pola and the Tianluo Secret Sect, then the human race will definitely agree with it.

Unfortunately, the hundreds of races trust Pola much more than their trust in their old rival, the human race.

The war did not end here. It was more like a halftime break. Both sides were mobilizing more masters to come to the vicinity of the Slaughter God Palace.

A large number of old immortals of the human race have come out of seclusion.

Masters from hundreds of races continued to increase their efforts. The Beast God Palace activated the Beast Blood Formation, and used the method of forcing things to grow faster to forcibly catalyze a group of new immortal soldiers to fill the front line.

Tianluo openly supports all the races and announces that he will temporarily put aside the dispute with the Dark Cult and help the Immortal World survive the next catastrophe.

The battle at the Slaughter God Palace in the second half could break out at any time.

A few more days.

The leaders of the Gun God Palace, Sword God Palace, and Slaughter God Palace, a total of six people, gathered beside Wang Jixuan's body again.

They expressed their concern for the safety of Taoist Wang, inquired about Wang Jixuan's recent condition, and then got down to business.

"Fellow Daoist Mudan, this battle has caused great suffering and several large cities have been burned down. Do you have a good plan to withdraw the troops?"

The one who spoke was the Lord of the Slaughter God Palace. At this moment, the old man bowed his head and sighed:
"If we can avoid this disaster, the entire Slaughter God Palace will be grateful."

"Ask me?"

Peony smiled and said calmly:
"If you want to seek help from Senior Bai Gu, you can actually ask the Golden Immortal to search for Senior Bai Gu. I don't know where he went. He has only contacted me once or twice recently, and he contacted me on his own initiative."

Jian Wu said: "I am not looking for Senior Bai Gu, but for you, my fellow Taoist."

"I?"

"That's right," Jian Wu sighed, "Daoyou said before that Polo also has a large number of mechanical troops under his command. This makes us feel uneasy."

"So that's what happened."

Peony shook her head slightly:

"I am also accumulating strength, waiting for Poro's mechanical army to show up, and trying to inflict an effective blow on him.

“But I’m not sure how many machines he has made now.

"Also, when the power of heaven is bestowed on a mechanical body, will it have unexpected power? We are quite passive in this regard."

Several human leaders looked at each other.

The old woman from the Gun God Palace asked, "Fellow Daoist Mudan is the leader of the machines. If they send out the machines, can you resolve this disaster?"

"I'm afraid not. They and we should not follow the same technical path."

Peony Road:
“The boss has reminded me many times before that they have killed many people in the mortal world and collected many souls. These souls should be prepared for their mechanical army.

“Using the technological route, they cannot avoid the two thorny problems of machine mind confusion and machine rebellion traps.

"But if they use the souls of living organisms to empower them, they can bypass these two problems and create a large-scale army in a short period of time, and the Heavenly Dao will have a certain amount of computing power."

Luo Tianjin asked: "Can this method only be broken by force?"

"Yes," Mudan asked back, "Have you found any clues after asking so many questions?"

"To be honest, my friend, the spy we arranged in the Beast God Palace sent back a few words before he died... He said that there were countless mechanical monsters..."

"That's probably the force they're going to use next."

There was a little more expectation in Peony's eyes:

"Don't worry, everyone. If we really can't handle it, I will notify you in advance and let you escape in time."

Jian Wu laughed and said, "You are quite pragmatic. You thought of escaping before the battle even started. We in the Three Immortals Palace are not useless. We will just fight with them."

Peony smiled but said nothing.

Several human leaders observed Taoist Wang for a while and asked about Wang Jixuan's recent situation and whether he had conveyed any news.

Mudan answered truthfully, but she concealed what she saw in Wang Jixuan's brain waves...

The struggle of Master Wang.

In short, Wang Jixuan was indeed working towards revolution.

After the six human masters left, Mudan thought carefully for a moment and decided to ask Xiaohuating to go out and invite Murong Zhengyi, the leader of the Thousand Worlds Alliance who had reached the great perfection of the Golden Immortal.

Mudan wrote a list and asked Murong Zhengyi to find a way to bring them to the fairyland as soon as possible.

Although the fairyland is blocked, there are actually some loopholes in this blockade. After a long time, masters from all walks of life will naturally discover them.

The Qianshi Alliance recently found two new "dog holes" for entering and exiting the fairyland.

However, Murong Zhengyi was a little confused when he looked at this simple list.

Murong Zhengyi could understand why he asked the mechanical commander named Fu Jian to come over. After all, the talent of a general or a commander is not determined by the level of his cultivation, but by his ability to control the overall situation and his own military talent.

Then why did you invite this 'Wanderer from Three Realms' over?

This name sounds unserious!

(End of this chapter)