Where had that old man gone?
Seeing the two additional guards beside Black Obsidian, Wang Jixuan had actually wanted to snipe the old fellow, but the other party's teleportation methods were unexpectedly powerful.
He had actually moved directly beyond the range of Wang Jixuan's spiritual sense.
As Daoist Wang pondered the black fog, Fu Jian's response arrived.
[Humanity refuses to surrender.]
At that moment, Wang Jixuan suddenly felt the weight of those six words.
For no apparent reason, it was as if he had broken free from the Demon Venerable's state of mind.
The Demon Venerable's state of mind, the Empty Clarity Dao Heart, the carefree immortal... all of it was merely a path for him to reach the Immortal Realm.
Yet the six words Fu Jian had sent determined whether hundreds of millions would survive.
Wang Jixuan sat quietly within the earth for a moment. Then his strange soul suddenly headed toward the black fog while his true body held its breath and focused. The strange soul raised a hand and slowly touched the black fog that had seeped into the ground.
This might destroy the strange soul he had painstakingly transformed into a dragon.
But Wang Jixuan wanted to try it now, so he did.
Buzz—
The strange soul suddenly trembled as though it had touched scorching flames. Waves of piercing pain traveled through it into Wang Jixuan's mind, making him groan in pain.
Wang Jixuan gritted his teeth and endured it. Rolling black energy bloomed from the strange soul and invaded the area.
The black fog and black energy were incompatible. They repelled and attacked one another. Either strands of black fog shattered the black energy, or the black energy directly assimilated the black fog.
Assimilate?
Wang Jixuan suddenly understood something. He withdrew his strange