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

Chapter 649 Abyss of Despair
does not exist?
If this was said by someone else, Wang Jixuan would definitely retort, "This is sophistry."

However, these twelve people before us, who were born into the human race and hundreds of races and have been famous as Daluo Jinxian since ancient times, must have their reasons for saying so.

"Oh?"

Wang Jixuan put away his distracting thoughts, concentrated on the discussion, and asked in a deep voice:

"What's the reason for this?"

Then a few sighs were heard, and the twelve figures said slowly:
"It's empty. Everything is empty."

"We have glimpsed true eternity in the higher-dimensional world. Time is like a canvas, without any trace of the passage of time."

"We have also experienced the true meaning of everything in the endless nothingness."

"Do you know what the Dao is? Dao is nothing more than a line of words written in the desert-like starry sky by a basic creature in the Eternal Holy Realm."

"So Death Avenue doesn't exist, because the whole world is empty."

Wang Jixuan stood there in a daze.

It's not that he had any realization.

Really... I don’t know how to complain.

Subconsciously, he wanted to bring out the theory he had used to persuade others, talk about the meaning of life, and how life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, but when the words came to his lips, he hesitated again.

These principles are too simple.

The figures he faced had all stood at the pinnacle between heaven and earth.

Wang Jixuan lowered his head and thought.

The twelve figures were not in a hurry. They stared at Wang Jixuan quietly, as if they wanted to hear Wang Jixuan give a new answer that could give them a new direction.

They named this place the Abyss of Despair - although this name is meaningless, just like this Ship of the End, it is just a code name and a metaphor.

The ones who are truly desperate here are those who have witnessed the higher-dimensional world.

Wang Jixuan nodded slowly: "Everyone is right, it is indeed empty."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the sense of loss here.

They were disappointed.

Taoist Wang was not in a hurry. He thought while speaking. Each sentence was spoken slowly and there were some contradictions in his words, but the expressions of these twelve people became more and more solemn.

Wang Jixuan smiled and said:
"The test questions given by fellow Taoists are actually not difficult to solve."

“On the surface, I could probably get away with just saying that the meaning of life lies in experience and observation.

“But in fact, this doesn’t mean anything to you and me. We are all residual souls after death. We all have only a little ability to think. We are carrying the energy and information here and are about to crash into the fairyland.

“The Avenue of Death does not really exist, because death and life are actually two transformations of form. A tree is a tree when it is alive, but it is no longer a tree when it dies.
“So, death only changes its properties, but does not completely wipe it out.

"When I was on that beautiful planet, I came across some information theory, which was a crazy hypothesis about the observations of the universe made by some mortals who were still in the early stages of civilization.

“Will the information disappear completely?
"No, it won't, the information will only lose its carrier, but it won't disappear completely.

"So from this perspective, the Avenue of Death does not exist, because there is no complete death."

This 'imaginary' temple is peaceful and quiet.

Wang Jixuan looked at the twelve figures face to face.

A figure suddenly nodded slowly.

"Makes sense."

"Information is indestructible, only the carrier disappears. Is this the truth you have learned in the mortal world?"

"It's just what I saw," Wang Jixuan laughed. "They observed the universe, tried to understand it, and thus received the response from it. If we practitioners were to seek this truth, we would probably need to reach a very high level."

Another figure laughed and said, "This is the threshold of Daluo."

"Oh?"

"You passed."

The two figures in the center slowly took off their cloaks.

The one on the left is obviously of human origin. Although his body has become strange, his face is still normal.

On the right is a lion, its body fused with a suit of armor, and its face also has a wild lion's face.

The two of them were obviously the leaders. When they took off their cloaks, the ten figures beside them also took off their cloaks. Half of them were from the Hundred Races and half were from the Human Race.

"My name is Lionheart," Lion Luo whispered, "and his name is Renxin. This is the name we gave ourselves to prevent us from sinking completely."

Ren Xin asked: "You want to stop this catastrophe from happening, right?"

"Yes," Wang Jixuan nodded decisively, "I have other ways to kill Bola, but using all the living beings in the entire fairy world as the price is actually a bit too cruel."

The two persons in charge shook their heads slightly.

“We have different views.”

"Yes, we have a different idea."

"Please speak," Wang Jixuan raised his hand to invite.

"Destroying the Immortal Realm is beneficial to the evolution of the universe in a broad sense. The Immortal Realm, the Heavenly Dao, and the Bharata are actually a trinity. Because the Immortal Realm itself was unwilling to be destroyed and forgotten, the Immortal Spirit Road and the Ascension Platform appeared. Those who should have left the Immortal Realm and joined the evolution of the universe, the Xu Realm and the Zhen Realm, were firmly bound by the Immortal Realm."

"What you see is nothing but the gains and losses of the immortal beings. You can see how much noise and lives the universe has lost because of this?"

Wang Jixuan: ...

The two figures continued:

"The reason we are willing to meet you and tell you this is because you are planning a change and you are trying to prevent this disaster from happening."

"But you can't stop it, and neither can Po Luo. Po Luo just wants to survive our wrath, just like it doesn't dare to face the wrath of the creatures in the higher dimensional world."

"We have something else we want to discuss with you."

"The founder, father and god of a powerful mechanical civilization."

"Another thing?" Wang Jixuan frowned and asked, "Could it be that we wait until this ship crashes into the fairyland, and then use Peony's super fleet to smash this End Ship?"

"Yes."

"Stop the tragedy from spreading."

"The immortal world is immortal, the way of heaven is immortal, the way of heaven is immortal, and the Bharata is eternal."

"And Bharat is also carrying out his evil plans."

"Your desire to save the fairy world is just a naive delusion, but now, we can help you, as long as you promise us this."

"We only have twelve residual souls. We cannot fight them directly, but we can slow down their thinking and split some of their power. As long as your mechanical civilization is close to the point of dimensional upgrading, you can gain the power to destroy the End Ship and even the entire fairy world."

"That's our condition."

"If you agree to us, we will surrender. If you don't agree to us, you can choose to go back early. They are happy to arrive in the fairyland decades earlier. The last few decades are really a torment for them."

"do not forget."

The twelve monsters spoke at the same time, with strange eyes flashing, and said in unison:
"We feed on the emotions of living beings."

……

Wang Jixuan silently left the abyss of despair, returned to his residence, lay on the bed and began to daydream.

The difficulty of these Daluo Jinxian residual spirits was far greater than his. He was thinking hard;
Everyone in the second base was extremely busy at this moment.

The war has started outside.

Bola seemed to sense something and suddenly ordered to intensify the offensive. Almost all the immortal soldiers of hundreds of races came out in full force, and the remaining seven immortal palaces in the immortal world were all involved in this war.

Mudan is helping Fu Jian access the command systems of the second and third bases.

They used the simplest method - letting Fu Jian wear the "skin of Peony" so that he could smoothly enter the combat command system.

The fleet brought by Fu Jian was entering the second base to undergo transformation and disassembly.

Some ships are so outdated that they can only be recycled as materials.

The only masters stationed here were a few old Golden Immortals from the Qianshi Alliance and Bai Gu who was there to provide support at any time.

This battle is going to be massive, Jian Jiu and Luo Shan Jushi will also be taking part in it.

Mudan speculated that Wang Jixuan was doing something on the Ship of the End, and Pola might be able to find out about it through some channels.

In the fairy world, there are only a few conscious beings that can sense the Ship of the End, but Bola is definitely one of them.

The two biggest threats to Poro now are their super fleet and the Ship of the End. The threat posed by the latter to Poro is hundreds of times greater than the former.

How could it be possible that Bharata did not observe the Ship of the End?
What's more, what Wang Jixuan is doing at this moment will inevitably have an impact on the future of the fairy world.

If changes occur in the future, the laws of nature will also be aware of them.

Therefore, Mudan was 80% sure that the reason why Pola suddenly ordered all races to fight against the human race was most likely because he observed the strange phenomenon in the Ship of the End.

And in fact...

Bola was now sitting in the deep and empty 'frame palace' with a dark face, one tense and the other gloomy.

Bei Bola said in a trembling voice: "They are coming! They are coming! What should we do? Damn it! Wang Jixuan has become a crew member of the End Ship! They must have rescued Wang Jixuan! What should we do!"

Xiong Po Luo cursed, "Shut up!"

"I won't shut up! I don't want to shut up! Those monsters, lunatics, and ghosts! They will eat us! We will be torn to pieces by them! Let's go quickly and get out of the fairyland. If we get out of the fairyland, we can survive. Didn't we find a chance to separate from the body of Mother Heaven just to escape?"

Sadhgavata kept calling out.

Xiong Bhara remained silent.

No one is allowed to approach the hall at the moment, because one of the two consciousnesses of Bola is almost completely broken.

It was through the changes in the future scenes that Pola discovered that Wang Jixuan was on the ship of the end.

Bola didn't know how Wang Jixuan did it.
There were so many possibilities, and he was too lazy to guess.

Now he had to make a decision.

Escape, stay away from the fairyland, and fake his death. Although he will lose the authority of heaven, he will have the strength of a Daluo Jinxian in the future, and can also make his two personalities independent.

Fighting, using the spiritual energy stored in the fairy world and the spiritual power he had accumulated through the way of heaven for millions of years, he fought a decisive battle with the Ship of the End.

The Ship of the End is meant to destroy the Immortal Realm, so the creatures in the Immortal Realm will inevitably unite with it, except for the human race. There is a 99% chance that the human race will not obey his orders, and the arrogant human race will inevitably make a crazy decision.

——Kill the Heavenly Worm, Poro, and the Ship of the End together.

Bharat knew this for sure;
He has dealt with humans too many times.

Therefore, he can only find ways to weaken the human race and suppress their strength and confidence, so that it will be easier to integrate them later and fight to the death with the End Ship.

Now, the situation has taken a turn that he has no control over.

Wang Jixuan entered the Ship of the End!

Bolako knew those residual spirits too well.

The reason why those residual souls have not died yet is because of hatred. The boundless hatred makes them resonate, and the end point of hatred is him, the will of heaven!
Pala closed all four eyes at the same time, and pictures flashed before his eyes.

The magnificent high-dimensional world;
This group of Daluo Jinxian who were not accepted;
Ordinary residents of the higher-dimensional world who acted at will;
Now the collapse of all this, all the causes, the source of all the helplessness and tragedy, all stem from that failed attempt.

In fact, he became the strange man he is now, with his personality torn apart and the perfect body given by the Mother of Heaven broken, all because of that attempt.

"You go to sleep," said Xiong Bola in a deep voice.

Bei Bola smiled bitterly: "Can we still reach the other side?"

"Sleep!"

Xiong Bola growled.

Bei·Pola sighed and slowly closed his eyes. That half of his body melted like a candle and slowly merged into the Xiong·Pola side.

The rich fairy light enveloped the entire temple.

A moment later, a handsome man with a snake-like tail sat in the middle of the temple, his body slightly tilted to one side, his left hand against his cheek, a slight sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Wang Jixuan, what can you do by entering the Ship of the End? You are nothing but a bunch of losers."

"Obsidian, it's time to test your results."

In a closed little world, Hei Yao, who was lost in thought at the dark "mechanical army" in front of him, trembled a few times after hearing the words and came back to his senses.

"Are you so anxious?"

Obsidian frowned and muttered, then casually pressed a button beside him.

The next moment, the entire small world seemed to be flowing.

……

"Alas, my damn moral bottom line."

Taoist Wang lay in his thatched cottage and sighed softly.

He had a piece of hay in his mouth, his eyes full of helplessness.

There is no way to lie here, because everyone can sense each other's thoughts, and making the heart and mouth united is the most basic skill. Not only him, but also the other "leaders" are like this. It is considered the basic rule of this ship of the end.

What can he do now?
By cooperating with the twelve residual spirits in the Abyss of Despair, he will be qualified to sit at the table.

If we don't cooperate with them, the situation will be just as bad.

Let’s cooperate then?
But if he cannot stop the Ship of the End, he will become a part of it. Even if he uses mechanical civilization to destroy the Ship of the End, the fairy world will be destroyed.

It would be fine if the fairy world only had a hundred races, but now, he has friends and a sect in the fairy world, and there are so many innocent people.

If you can do something, you must do something;
He is a genuine monk of the right path.

Ok?
Righteous monk?

Taoist Wang blinked and suddenly began to change his train of thought.

People have to learn to adapt.

Just like when he just woke up on Earth, when the blade beasts pressed hard, he was able to use his magic to deal with them.

Now, if I were a demon cultivator, how would I deal with the residual spirits of these Golden Immortals?
Devour one, refine it, and when you have a strength similar to theirs, you can devour the second one... No, that's not right. You have to consider the possibility of being attacked by a group. You must reach the level of the strongest few residual spirits in one step...

Taoist Wang lay there thinking.

At this moment, he suddenly felt an itch on his forehead. He raised his hand to scratch it, and suddenly heard a familiar call in his ear.

"Hello? Can you hear me? Third life?"

The Wanderer of the Three Realms? !

(End of this chapter)