Heaven Does Not Cut Off This Daoist!

What should we do?

Meng Jin, the head of the Psionic Management Committee Judgment Group, had ambushed them here with over a dozen of his trusted S-Class Psionicists, four of whom were awakened S-Class Psionicists, specifically to capture Black Storm.

This group only made their move after their main force appeared behind them.

This was definitely not a coincidence.

Someone must have leaked information, leading to Meng Jin's arrival.

Meng Jin was a representative figure of the Psionic Management Committee's Fifteen-Person Council and a prominent member of the Youth Faction in the Psionic Capital. His objective this time was likely to seize Black Storm.

That is, him.

From this perspective, the other party might be after my technology, so they probably won't kill this Daoist. But...

Will the other party really keep their promise and let everyone else go after capturing him?

Not necessarily.

If he surrendered, his spirit would be broken. If his spirit was broken, his hope for Ascension to Immortality would be gone. It would be better to just kill him then.

One's state of mind cannot be bent, and the Dao Heart cannot be surrendered!

Unfortunately, having determination was just having determination. Wang Jixuan currently had no idea how to fight this battle.

Fall into demonic ways? Actively become a demon?

He was only in the middle stage of the Void Return Realm. Even if he fell into demonic ways and could unleash the power of the Core Formation Realm in a short period, it would be useless in the current situation.

His foundation was what it was.

Over a dozen S-Class Psionicists, all elite members of the Judgment Group, not to mention the head of the Judgment Group himself. Even if he became a demon and performed beyond his limits, cooperating with Black Shell, Peony, and Wu Man, he could only barely fight four or five of them.

Not enough. Becoming a demon was simply not enough.

A strange emotion arose in the Daoist's heart.

It was the sense of despair he had experienced twice before, once when facing the Heavenly Tribulation.

That sense of despair was incredibly intense, far more oppressive than now. Now, it was mostly a feeling of powerlessness, not yet despair.

Think of a way to outsmart them?

These enemies didn't seem easy to fool.

Wang Jixuan's Spiritual Sense could see that his companions, as they moved, had already blasted the entire passage into collapse, causing even small-scale landslides in the mountains.

This created some difficulties for the advancing Psionicists, buying them about one to two minutes.

The enemy had an S-Class Psionicist skilled in rock manipulation who could continuously create gaps in the rock layers. Although the constant consumption of psionic energy would affect this Psionicist's combat effectiveness, their overall combat power was far superior to theirs. Therefore, that S-Class Psionicist advanced without reservation, at full speed.

Wang Jixuan calculated the enemy's speed.

They would break into the first area in about three minutes.

Even if his side resisted with all their might, the enemy would inevitably break into this stone chamber in Area Four within ten minutes.

Find a way. He had to find a way.

Otherwise, he would have to burn his own Mahayana Remnant Soul.

And this Mahayana Remnant Soul's effect would become more pronounced the further he progressed. Especially after his Nascent Soul Realm cultivated a Primordial Spirit, the Mahayana Stage remnant soul could directly cause the Primordial Spirit to undergo a qualitative upgrade...

Meng Jin's voice rang out again, still using his psionic energy for long-range amplification.

Meng Jin and the three elders had also entered the passage and were slowly floating forward at its end.

They were also employing echelon tactics.

Meng Jin said, "Black Storm, I know you can hear me. There's a valuable force from the D5 Comprehensive War Zone here. Black Shell, a meritorious general and the chief instructor of the Half-Human Mech. If such a talent were to perish here, I imagine Fu Jian would be heartbroken."

Black Shell opened the loudspeaker on his mechanical body and roared:

"Go to hell! I'll decide where I die! You guys can try, and the Commander-in-Chief will blow your brains out!"

Black Shell and his group had already passed through Area One and were beginning to set up defenses in Area Two, where the radiation was slightly lower.

They hadn't carried much supplies with them, but their backpacks were filled with a large number of Miniature Bombs.

These bombs had been planted at the entrance of the passage.

When the Psionicists charged up, the bombs would be detonated collectively, which should slightly impede the Psionicists' advance.

Black Shell was now frantically calling for reinforcements. D5's command center was using supercomputers to continuously deduce the current situation, and the reports they were receiving indicated that there was no possibility of breaking through, even if they self-destructed.

Meng Jin's appearance was completely unexpected.

This actually hid a conceptual error on D5's part—they had been focusing their intelligence on the Psionic Capital, primarily on the Six Elders and the interior of the Ball of Silence. This had been the case for the past fifty years.

And the force Meng Jin controlled was no longer under the control of the Six Elders.

Meng Jin did not speak again but let his subordinates advance steadily.

Wu Man, Zheng Shiduo, and the others were thinking about how they could help 'Black Storm' escape under the current conditions.

The Maid Group's mechs had simpler thoughts. To be precise, they didn't have thoughts yet. They were currently just waiting for Peony to issue the next combat orders.

Peony continued to think.

She, who had been following Wang Jixuan closely, now felt a sense of helplessness.

It wasn't the thought of dying here that made her feel helpless, but the fact that even if she died, she wouldn't be able to get her commander out of danger.

Peony disliked this feeling.

But currently, she was already struggling against an ordinary S-Class Psionicist. Facing an awakened S-Class Psionicist and over a dozen powerful enemies, she couldn't think of any good strategies.

Zheng Shiduo asked over the comms channel, "Didn't we bring any other nuclear bombs?"

"Do you think nuclear bombs are like cabbage?!"

A senior member of the team cursed, "Damn it! We'll fight them head-on later! Our mechs all have self-destruct systems. We'll take one with us! If we kill them, we kill them. If we don't kill them, we'll at least injure them!"

Black Shell's voice came through the comms channel, still steady, "Everyone listen to the command, don't rush in on your own... Wang Zheng, the enemy is too strong, I don't have any other solutions either. I can be used as a nuclear bomb, but the opponent is clearly wary. Subsequent..."

"Instructor, don't rush to a decision, give me two minutes."

Wang Jixuan said softly.

As soon as his voice was heard, everyone inexplicably felt relieved.

However, they didn't know that Wang Jixuan had already decided that if the enemies broke through later and he still hadn't figured out a solution, he would ignite his Mahayana Remnant Soul.

It didn't matter if he suffered heavy losses;

He was able to cultivate to the Mahayana Stage back then, and he could do it again now!

However, it was still best to think of other ways...

The collapsing tunnels were continuously opened, and the hidden high-performance bombs were constantly triggered. These dozen or so S-Class Psionicists were clearly divided, coordinated perfectly, and advanced and retreated with order.

That oppressive feeling surged towards them.

A powerful enemy suddenly appearing;

The old instructor preparing to self-destruct;

A Void Return Realm cultivator who would have to bear huge losses if he couldn't think of a solution...

"Do you need help?"

The puppet controlled by the Fifth Spiritual Practitioner asked softly.

She seemed to have victory in her grasp and said quickly, "Don't say I didn't give you a chance. If you can break this situation before me, then I can consider you an equal.

"If you can't break it, and you care about your friends' lives, then I can also show you a way.

"Sign a contract with me and become my spokesperson, a high-level spiritual slave. I can help you repel them, or directly take you all to escape.

"Consider it?"

"This..."

Wang Jixuan looked up and met her gaze.

She was trying her best to express gentleness and kindness, even though these things were somewhat foreign to her.

Just as Wang Jixuan was about to speak, he suddenly froze again, looking at her with his eyes unfocused for a moment.

That was an anomaly that appeared when he was thinking at full speed.

The Fifth Spiritual Practitioner inexplicably felt a little uneasy and frowned, "What are you looking at?"

"Haha!"

Wang Jixuan suddenly jumped up, rushed forward, grabbed the shoulders of the Fifth Spiritual Practitioner's puppet body, and shook it forcefully a few times.

If it weren't for the deeply ingrained taboo of men and women not touching, he would have kissed this lucky star.

There was a solution!

There was a way!

So, under the wide-eyed gaze of the Fifth Spiritual Practitioner and the confused eyes of Dragonfly Aunt next to them, Wang Jixuan darted out with a swift step, directly activating the flight function of his X Armor, and flew low to the ground!

Dragonfly Aunt flapped her light wings behind her and immediately followed forward.

"Huh?"

The Fifth Spiritual Practitioner couldn't help but frown tightly.

No;

Did he just offend her? Or did he grab her shoulders with both hands and shake her around clumsily!

Even though this was just her clone, still!

Compared to this fellow's clumsy actions... what had he just thought of? Why was he suddenly so excited?

The Fifth Spiritual Practitioner transformed into a black butterfly, fluttering her wings as she chased after him, a heavy curiosity stirring in her heart.

She flew forward, almost unable to keep up with Wang Jixuan's figure.

By the time the Fifth Spiritual Practitioner caught up to Wang Jixuan, Daoist Wang had already rushed into the connecting passage between Area Two and Area Three, where her Stone Slab Wall and Xing Tian had been sent together.

"He's not planning to do anything to my main body, is he? My main body hasn't recovered much strength, but it still has the power to instantly kill those spirit slaves outside."

"If he dares to mess around, I'll definitely..."

"Put that stone slab down!"

Wang Jixuan shouted anxiously:

"That thing is useless! Bring Xing Tian over! Quickly!"

"Oh, oh!"

Zheng Shiduo threw the spirit practitioner's stone slab wall aside.

Peony, carrying Xing Tian, rushed to Wang Jixuan's side.

Wang Jixuan looked at the man emitting black energy before him. Without a word, he threw out twelve miniature formation bases, activating the General-Class Crystal Cores within.

In front of the spirit practitioners, psionicists, and mechs;

Wang Jixuan yanked off his helmet, his eyes fixed on the unconscious Xing Tian. He grabbed a handful of silver needles from the hoop-shaped artifact and swiftly inserted them into the acupoints on Xing Tian's head.

Although this Daoist never tortures enemies to death, this time, I apologize!

[Formation Rise].

The twelve formation bases trembled simultaneously, and the Soul Refining Grand Formation emitted gusts of chilling wind!

Streams of black energy were drawn by the silver needles and entered Xing Tian's brain. The curse Xing Tian had suffered was greatly amplified, and Xing Tian arched his head back, screaming incessantly.

Wang Jixuan pressed down with his left hand, his fingers together, gripping Xing Tian's Tianmen!

"Everyone, get back!"

Everyone retreated rapidly.

Wang Jixuan formed a sword finger with his right hand and chanted words.

[Curse Activate].

Three souls severed, seven spirits silenced, heaven and earth cut off, wandering souls cease to exist! Swiftly, as ordered!

Soul Refining Curse Technique!

Xing Tian's seven orifices bled. A phantom image was forcefully pulled from the top of his head by the black energy. This phantom image was Xing Tian's likeness, glaring at Wang Jixuan, but he had no room to resist at all. The Soul Refining Formation blew a gust of wind, and in his silent wails, black energy was scraped from him!

The Jiaolong Strange Soul on Wang Jixuan's shoulder roared, spitting out a mouthful of black flame.

Xing Tian's soul was instantly annihilated!

Psionicists lack systematic soul cultivation methods; their soul strength is merely nourished passively by psionic energy. How could they withstand Wang Jixuan's combined techniques?

The curse technique, the Soul Refining Formation, the Soul Refining Curse, the Dragon Python Swallowing Heaven Technique – any one of them would have been enough for Xing Tian, let alone so many techniques deployed together!

Rumble!

The sound of explosions grew closer.

Those psionicists were already very close to the entrance of Zone One. Black Shell, leading the Maid Group, had prepared a volley of Annihilation Cannons. As soon as the minefield at the entrance was detonated, they would go all out.

Wu Man had long placed his hands on his temples. This young man was always calm, but beneath his calmness was a hint of helplessness.

Wang Jixuan's location!

Without greeting Wang Jixuan, Peony turned and rushed back into Zone One.

Wang Jixuan didn't pay much attention to her.

All his attention was focused on Xing Tian, on Xing Tian's body, and within Xing Tian's body – on that vast, mottled aura!

This opportunity was too rare.

Wang Jixuan even had a misconception, as if the saying "[Heaven's Evolution Forty-Nine leaves a sliver of life]" was happening to him again.

The recent misfortunes were actually paving the way for this moment.

Xing Tian's turtle shell secret base was extremely difficult to open, and Wang Jixuan couldn't think of a way. So, he could only work with Xing Tian's severed leg, using an evil curse technique to render Xing Tian's soul half-dead. Then came the nuclear explosion, the breakthrough, the destruction of the secret base, and the appearance of powerful enemies.

This easily defensible secret base was also buying them precious minutes.

And Xing Tian was even more magnificent. The Promotion Ceremony was half-completed, and the energy within him was even higher than in his prime. His soul was weak, controlled by a curse, and easily refined by Wang Jixuan.

Refined in an instant!

A slight smile bloomed on Wang Jixuan's lips, his eyes narrowing slightly.

This was truly inspired by the Fifth Spiritual Practitioner.

Puppet;

Yes, he couldn't refine Xing Tian into a puppet in a short time, nor did he know the method for refining puppets, but he was quite skilled at soul possession.

This current body was one he had picked up!

Xing Tian's soul had become semi-transparent;

Now!

Wang Jixuan pressed down hard on Xing Tian's Tianmen with his left hand. The Jiaolong Strange Soul on his shoulder suddenly darted out and swallowed Xing Tian's remnant soul in one gulp.

Xing Tian's memories surged forth!

Wang Jixuan was enduring the overwhelming impact of such massive memories washing over his Dao Heart.

But compared to burning his own Mahayana Remnant Soul, what was there to fear from this pain!

Wang Jixuan almost crushed Xing Tian's forehead. Streams of black energy, like gravel, continuously swirled between the two. The Jiaolong Strange Soul drilled into Xing Tian's skull, and a powerful shockwave suddenly erupted between Xing Tian and Wang Jixuan, pushing Wang Jixuan's body backward.

Wang Jixuan simply sat down in the passageway, his hands rapidly forming seals.

[Law Follows].

Dragon Python Swallowing Heaven, Great Technique of Soul Transfer!

Xing Tian's body slowly opened his eyes. The same azure light appeared in his eyes as in Wang Jixuan's!