The sensation of weightlessness, a body plummeting rapidly;
Shouts, as if ten thousand people were screaming into the ears of the Demon Body.
Wang Jixuan maintained his last bit of rationality, swiftly moving his mind back to the main body.
Yet those voices seemed to chase after him;
In front of Wang Jixuan appeared countless fragmented images.
The Immortal Soldiers he devoured using the Dragon Python Swallowing Sky Technique now seemed to transform into lethal foreign souls and ghosts, entangling him, trying to pull him into a bottomless abyss.
The growth paths of these Immortal Soldiers were remarkably similar.
Most of them cultivated into Immortals within sects across realms, each once a prodigy of their realm, flaunting their power in the Cultivation World, and some even had numerous Daoist couples.
They harbored hope and faced the Heavenly Tribulation, traversing the Nine Layered Heavenly Thunder, achieving the Immortal Body, and entering the Ascension Platform.
Afterward, they were sent one by one to the Dark Sect Headquarters by guiding envoys.
At that moment, they heard many sounds of shattered dreams.
Thinking Immortals live without worries, but they found themselves as the lowest soldiers in the Immortal Realm;
Believing the Immortal Realm to be a peaceful place, only to find they entered a larger world.
Power is respected in the Immortal Realm, and all order is set by the powerful.
Among the same realm, Immortals ascended from the Xu Realm are inferior to those ascended from the True Realm, far inferior to those cultivated in the Immortal Realm.
From shattered dreams to accepting reality, imbalances in mindset were inevitable.
The memory akin to Heart Demons left by these Immortal Soldiers mostly related to this.
Later, they became Patrol Immortal Soldiers of the Dark Sect, occasionally executing tasks in the Lower Realm, hunting cultivators opposing the Dark Sect.
Today they fell in this way;
They are full of resentment and anger, making one last resistance.
Using their last consciousness to assault the Evil Demon who devoured their Primordial Spirit.
"Ah—"
Wang Jixuan's main body and Foreign Soul Puppet simultaneously erupted with muscle spasms, emitting two loud roars!
The descending Foreign Soul Puppet crashed straight into the ground, leaving a crater.
When Mao Mo and Zheng Shiduo found Wang Jixuan after blowing up the Immortal Spirit Road, Master Wang's Foreign Soul Puppet was holding its head, repeatedly crashing against a barrier it set in a rock crack deep in the ground.
Anyone could see that Wang Jixuan's puppet was in an extremely poor state;
Wang Jixuan had separated the Demon Body and Foreign Soul;
The Foreign Soul now revealed a Black Dragon form, being gnawed by hundreds of powerful resentful souls, the dragon's head already partially eaten.
"Damn! Wang!"
"Don't go over!"
Mao Mo pressed Zheng Shiduo's chest, pinning him against a rock wall, his eyes full of caution.
He spoke quickly: "Do you see those resentful souls? Just one would give me, a Loose Immortal, a lot of trouble! He's now experiencing magic recoil, we should find a way to contact Mu Dan to see how his main body is!"
"Hmm~~"
"Why are you blushing!" Mao Mo quickly released Zheng Shiduo.
The latter embarrassedly scratched his head: "Natural body reaction… Look at Wang, look at Wang."
They hurriedly rushed downward.
Mao Mo glanced at the sky.
He found it strange... Normally the collapse of the Immortal Spirit Road should have made those Immortals fall out, yet now there's not a single shadow.
"Wang! Are you alright Wang!"
Zheng Shiduo kept yelling at the terrifying Black Dragon shadow.
Mao Mo was speechless: "Does that look alright? Forcefully devoured too much Primordial Spirit Power, those Primordial Spirits came from Primordial Immortals, truly cultivated ascended Immortals, if this crisis isn't overcome, this Foreign Soul seems to be beyond saving."
Zheng Shiduo asked urgently: "Then what about your main body?"
Wang Jixuan's voice emanated from the earpieces they were wearing: "My main body is fine, stay a bit further away, Brother Mao, try to arrange a Formation to conceal Demonic Qi, don't affect this realm's living beings, Xiao Huating will be here soon."
Zheng Shiduo replied: "I'll stay and recite scriptures!"
"Alright... Don't know where those Immortals were teleported, they're likely to come back and attack, I can't completely abandon this Foreign Soul Puppet."
Wang Jixuan's voice paused, then continued:
"However, the Second Base has already successfully detached from this realm.
"Also, a Male True Immortal is outside the sky, Mu Dan prepared hundreds of thousands of unmanned boats consuming his Immortal Power.
"He's also a threat, but Tianluo's six Loose Immortals here can stall him.
"Prep for eventual retreat, don't forget our strategy—severely damage the Dark Sect, retreat safely."
"Yes!"
Zheng Shiduo firmly answered.
Mao Mo glanced up and down Zheng Shiduo, muttering: "Why do you seem so weird sometimes, sometimes rather proper."
"Do, do I?" Zheng Shiduo embarrassedly brushed his hair aside, "Brother Mao, what are you saying, making people quite embarrassed."
"Keep away from me!"
Mao Mo shouted, hurriedly began setting barriers around Wang Jixuan's Foreign Soul Puppet.
He quickly noticed the anomaly of this Foreign Soul.
Streams of mana swept from the puppet's body outward, then transformed into streams converging into the Foreign Soul, the zones of decay on the Foreign Soul began to slowly regenerate.
Although the Black Dragon's screams had never ceased.
After a while.
Gao Huating used Earth Escape to arrive, immediately formed seals with her hands, sitting cross-legged in the rock crack, gently sang Soul Comforting Song.
The Black Dragon's pain instantly received substantial relief.
At this moment, Wang Jixuan gritted his teeth to preserve this force, in order to kill a few more Dark Sect Immortals.
But the course of external battle had caught Wang Jixuan somewhat off-guard.
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