Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 574 - 261 Daoist Slays ’God’ _3

Chapter 574: Chapter 261 Daoist Slays ’God’ _3

"You released me... freed me from the prison of weakness and incompetence... granted me such immense power..."

"I will use this power to kill you, and then use it to kill everyone else... let all souls return to me... let this planet be the starting point of my conquest of everything..."

"The Blade Beast will no longer be my threat... my civilization will bow at my feet... and you, Black Storm, I will always remember your gift, I will make a monument, sealing your head inside it... Hehehe, hahaha!"

Suddenly, in front of the Coral Tree, numerous phantoms appeared, each almost with an S-level Spiritual Energy reaction.

That was...

the souls of those Spirit Slaves from Old Sophie’s spire...

Wang Jixuan finally realized at this moment.

The real mastermind behind all of Old Sophie’s decisions was actually that dark red flame, and this flame had now learned how to initially utilize Demonic Qi.

So, after Old Sophie’s form fell, his soul completely became the ’shell’ of this flame.

Very bizarre;

But just like that, daring to boast about using Demonic Qi to destroy the planet and conquer the Star Domain, is just... too arrogant.

Wang Jixuan’s main body and War Puppet simultaneously chuckled, both emitting bursts of Buddhist Chanting.

Did he really think that he would self-destruct the War Puppet to fight Old Sophie?

This was just a little prelude for him to thoroughly purify this place of Demonic Qi and resolve the Cause and Effect with the Snow Mountain Base.

This world’s Demonic Qi came because of him;

So naturally, it should disperse because of him.

The Buddhist Chanting grew louder, and the Demonic Qi around Wang Jixuan’s War Puppet suddenly surged, the Demonic Qi that originally leaned towards Old Sophie now surged back towards Wang Jixuan.

A dark cloud appeared above the Black Flood Dragon’s head, it bowed and flew into it.

And Wang Jixuan’s War Puppet slowly ascended, sitting cross-legged in mid-air, the alloy mask on his face cracked open on its own, revealing Xing Dian’s old face, now full of a compassionate expression.

Taoist Skills are natural and unbound, Buddha and Demon are both within the human heart in a single thought.

What is good;

What is evil;

What is Buddha;

What is Demon.

All are part of the Tao, unchanging in their essence.

The War Puppet’s right hand looked as if it was holding a flower, as if it had attained enlightenment, a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of its mouth.

Ding.

Golden light suddenly appeared.

Behind Wang Jixuan’s main body and War Puppet, golden halos appeared simultaneously, the Buddhist Chanting grew even louder, a series of seated Buddha phantoms appeared in various places, strands of Demonic Qi were drawn by the Buddha phantoms and then transformed into golden light within the Buddha’s arms.

No.5 couldn’t help but mumble: "What is this..."

Old Sophie couldn’t help but exclaim: "What is this!"

Wang Jixuan’s War Puppet smiled as it held a flower, the ’Coral Tree’ around Old Sophie’s soul was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, black and gray qi flew out of it and was instantly swallowed by Buddha Light.

What is this?

This is the cycle of mutual creation and destruction, this is the Taoist Skill commanding Buddha and Demon, this is the Buddhist Secret Technique, a single thought in Buddha’s Heart.

Of course, Wang Jixuan was also paying a price, his Dragon Python Soul at this moment had a little bit of gold, rapidly drained by the Buddhist Law.

What the Dragon Python Soul would become, he didn’t know either;

But right now, Old Sophie was dead for sure.

Suddenly, the Buddhist Sound intensified;

Dozens of figures broke into the top floor.

Wu Man, Ji Xiao, Ji Yale, Zheng Shiduo, and others appeared beside Wang Jixuan’s War Puppet, all sitting cross-legged and reciting Buddhist Scriptures.

Those seated Buddha phantoms became more solid, the Demon Shadows created by Old Sophie destroying his own Spirit Slave army had now become extremely faint.

Wang Jixuan’s Dragon Python Soul, and Old Sophie’s soul were simultaneously weakening;

The Demonic Qi was being rapidly cleansed;

The entire top floor seemed to be left with only dozens of seated Buddha phantoms;

Finally, the Coral Tree completely disappeared, Wang Jixuan’s Dragon Python Soul weakly fell back into the War Puppet’s body, the War Puppet slowly lowered its head, falling into slumber due to the extreme weakness of the Alien Soul.

This was no matter, rebuilding the Alien Soul was no issue;

While Old Sophie’s soul clung tightly to that dark red flame, staring ahead with wide eyes.

The Buddhist Temple Team continued to sit and recite scriptures, purifying the ongoing influx of Demonic Qi;

The Peak Maids and Mu Dan, who arrived at some unknown time, stood behind the Buddhist Temple Team, watching the figure walking past the team and towards the Residual Spirit of Old Sophie.

Mu Dan stared at her superior’s back, and in a trance, she saw a figure almost overlapping with her superior, wearing a blue robe, with long hair, walking with hands held behind.

Old Sophie’s Residual Spirit looked up blankly at the figure approaching in front of him.

He raised his head and saw Wang Jixuan’s smiling face.

"You... who are you... are you a god? Have the gods come to punish us spirit cultivators?"

"No."

Wang Jixuan’s voice echoed in Old Sophie’s Residual Spirit:

"I am Wang Zheng, Daoist name Jixuan."

"Why did I lose to you... why... our spirit cultivator civilization is the strongest, how could I lose to you! You! Give it back to me!"

Wang Jixuan extended his right hand, as if plucking a lotus flower, and grasped that dark red flame, pulling it back, lightly raising an eyebrow, wrapping it with mana.

He looked at Old Sophie’s Residual Spirit, raised his hand and lightly pointed a finger, Old Sophie’s Residual Spirit instantly stiffened, shattering piece by piece like broken glass.

Why?

Heh.

The Daoist turned to leave, his voice transmitting leisurely to Old Sophie’s dissipating Residual Soul:

"My civilization is above yours."