Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone

Chapter 1450 657: Not the End · Finale_2

The elites of the Dark Sect and Tianluo have long been completely wiped out.Those few Daluo Golden Immortals are still desperately resisting, but have been thoroughly besieged by Wang Jixuan leading the Human Race Daluo, revealing their defeat.

Wang Jixuan has lost track of how many Dark Sect and Tianluo Golden Immortals he has killed.

In any case, the hatred in his heart has already dissipated.

All parties tacitly avoided attacking Po Luo's main body, only clearing the last remnants of Po Luo's wings.

Because Po Luo was furiously resisting the Ship of the End.

Po Luo and the Ship of the End were locked in a stalemate; Po Luo dared not stop shooting arrows, while the Ship of the End was held not far in front of Po Luo.

Finally, Wang Jixuan's sword sliced through, Litian Granny's head flew backward, her Primordial Spirit was melted by Huang Jiuling's True Fire, and the fighting here declared an end.

Wang Jixuan gathered the Human Race, Phoenix Clan, Deceitful Monster, and other experts behind Po Luo.

The Heavenly Dao Ship Group had been cleared by Mu Dan's super fleet, hundreds of massive warships locked onto Po Luo's main body and the Ship of the End.

Po Luo's eyes turned red, his enormous body shooting arrows rapidly.

He yelled, "Mu Dan! Help me kill it! I'll let your master rule the Three Realms!"

Mu Dan's projection appeared above the super battleship, then transformed into a stream of light, condensing into the size of a normal human, standing behind Wang Jixuan.

Yet he completely ignored Po Luo.

Master Wang slightly raised his eyebrows at Mu Dan, who shyly smiled: "Boss, rest assured, it's already been taken care of."

Wang Jixuan was somewhat puzzled.

Taken care of what?

Wang Jixuan said, "Give him a round of volleys."

"Yes."

Mu Dan raised her hand toward Po Luo's back, pointing, as hundreds of warships simultaneously turned their turrets.

Sword Dance raised his longsword, numerous heroes of the Human Race simultaneously gathering their mana.

Po Luo shouted, "You've forced me to do this!"

"Fire."

Beams erupted;

Immortal Light filled the sky.

Daluo Golden Immortals simultaneously struck, temporarily severing Po Luo's connection with the Heavenly Dao.

Po Luo, having already expended immense spiritual power, was now unable to ignore these creatures' 'scratch attacks.'

He abruptly turned around, his divine body exuding countless streaks of light, barely sweeping away the attacks from behind, but he could only block half of the volleys from the super fleet.

The protective divine light shattered;

Po Luo's divine body showed obvious bloodstains.

The god bled.

But the god not only bled; in the brief moment he turned, the Ship of the End lost his suppression and appeared behind him.

Tentacles sprang out, countless hands groping outward.

Po Luo's eyes revealed terror.

He grew two heads, fiercely attempting to let sorrow act as a scapegoat, but upon contact with a mysterious power, his divine body disintegrated like quicksand in an instant.

"Po Luo!"

"Po Luo!"

"Caught you!"

"You lied to us!"

"Ah!" Po Luo's collapsing divine body shook violently, a bright light seemingly about to soar into the sky.

A purple light flashed;

The figures of Bai Gu, Huang Jiuling, and Luoshan Hermit, three great experts, simultaneously launched a strike from hundreds of positions.

Numerous experts of the Human Race moved together.

The bright light, like a collision ball, was knocked around chaotically.

Wang Jixuan's sword swept in, the light was carved into a human form, falling backward, a tentacle reaching forward to grasp the human-shaped Po Luo's Divine Soul, while countless tentacles surged forward.

Po Luo stared at Wang Jixuan, constantly shouting, "Save me! Saving me is saving yourself! Wang Ji!"

Amidst clear ripping sounds, Po Luo's Divine Soul was forcibly torn in half, his calls abruptly silenced, as more and more tentacles joined the tearing ranks.

The Ship of the End was violently contracting, a wave of extreme happiness and chaotic emotion spreading everywhere.

Residual Spirits were cheering.

Po Luo's Residual Soul was shredded into thousands of pieces, dragged into the interior of the Ship of the End.

Wang Jixuan carefully experienced the mysterious power that had just shattered Po Luo's divine body, that seemed... seemed like the attack method of a high-dimensional world?

Suddenly, a beam of light flew out from the center of the Ship of the End, striking Wang Jixuan.

Wang Jixuan's surroundings gently vibrated, the Death Path appearing once more.

This time, the Death Path turned into chains, binding Wang Jixuan.

Master Wang slightly raised his eyebrows, throwing his longsword aside, his Primordial Spirit separating from his body, being dragged forward by chains.

"Jixuan!"

Sword Dance called out in shock.

The numerous Human Race experts simultaneously acted, but all their Divine Power Treasures altogether could not stop the chains; those were things at the level of the Great Path, even Po Luo previously could not pull them apart.

"Ah," Wang Jixuan said, "There's no need to waste effort, this is that condition."

The numerous Human Race experts hesitated for a moment.

At this time, they already noticed that the Ship of the End had stopped.

After eliminating Po Luo, the Ship of the End did not crash towards the Immortal Realm.

Master Wang shrugged, didn't explain much else, otherwise, that would make him seem overly self-sacrificing.

That condition was simple.

The Ship of the End released him back, gave him enough Great Path insight, helped him defeat Po Luo, and afterward, the Ship of the End would not crash into the Immortal Realm.

The cost was that Wang Jixuan's soul must return to become the First Mate of the Ship of the End, helping the Ship of the End realize stepwise ascension, completing the blueprint Wang Jixuan drew for them.

Master Wang became a hostage.

Because those Residual Spirits felt that only Wang Jixuan becoming one of them would make Mu Dan, who possesses ascension ability, truly help them.

This was a transaction;

Master Wang was not immediately dead, just lost part of his autonomy.

Master Wang found that no matter how he calculated, this deal wasn't a loss.

He turned his head towards the anxious yet helpless Immortals, raised his hand, and waved.

"Teacher, help me send my companions back to Earth."

"Mm," Sword Nine nodded, this Sword Cultivator had slightly red eyes...