Surviving the Apocalypse, Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 378

Book of Civilization

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'Boring.'

Wang Jixuan floated out of the Black Energy, which instantly surged back around him.

That air of a Righteous Path Cultivator quickly returned.

Nierda Tamon frowned at the sight. However, as a Spiritual Practitioner, he knew nothing about Cultivation Methods. More importantly, he had not forgotten that they were allies, and he strictly upheld their agreement.

Just as Wang Jixuan was about to enter, Amina and Nierda Tamon spoke almost at the same time.

"Wait!"

"There's something..."

Amina raised a hand in invitation. "You first."

"Mm." Nierda Tamon looked toward the palace. He had intended to transmit his voice through a Psionic Energy Circuit, but considering this was the Place of Origin of all Core Circuits, he simply abandoned that potentially ineffective little trick.

He spoke directly.

"I saw some magazines in the confinement room. In the middle of every magazine was a portrait of you, along with quotations.

"They called you the Great Pioneer.

"That should have been you."

Nierda Tamon then stared at Wang Jixuan's face, wanting to see his surprise and bewilderment.

But the burly man was quickly disappointed.

Wang Jixuan merely nodded calmly and cupped his hands toward Nierda Tamon.

"Thank you for telling me."

Nierda Tamon was somewhat bewildered.

He was not shocked by this news at all?

Was the threshold for shocking Spiritual Practitioners simply that low?

Amina moved to Wang Jixuan's side and carefully reminded him, "Once we're inside, avoid conflict if possible. We came to uncover the truth and resolve Earth's crisis."

"Alright," Daoist Wang agreed with a nod.

He smiled. "Do you take me for some rash young fool who cannot tell what matters? I was merely testing this place's defenses."

"Uh... You looked like you were about to fight to the death."

"What cannot be won on the battlefield

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