Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone-Chapter 1434 - 653: Breakdown of Negotiations

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Uh, why is there no movement.

Mu Dan nervously stayed beside Master Wang's body.

Ever since that heartfelt message from Master Wang, she has been waiting here, worried that Master Wang might have lost his way, afraid that Master Wang wouldn't be able to find his way back.

But Wang Jixuan's body and brain waves, both had quieted down.

It was as if he truly died.

Mu Dan frowned tightly, continuously checking Wang Jixuan's situation, and called over Shen Qionglin, Amina, and Xiao Huating; the three of them could either offer advice, have emotional ties, or possess special abilities to call back souls, so they might come in handy later.

Thus, her solitary nervousness turned into a collective anxiety.

Zheng Shiduo and Chi Snake Ru, two moving targets, paced back and forth beside Master Wang.

Mu Dan's peripheral vision glanced at the projection screen, somewhat divided her attention to the three envoys sent by the Human Race.

Speaking objectively, Sword Nine and Luo Tianjin plus the Vice Palace Master of the God Slaughter Palace, the three together could battle a Daluo Golden Immortal.

But what they're about to face is Po Luo, who holds the power of the Heavenly Dao and possesses unfathomable Divine Skills.

Up until now, Mu Dan has only gathered less than thirty percent of Po Luo's combat information; if they truly need to confront Po Luo head-on, she's actually rather unsure.

'There's no war guaranteed to succeed.'

Mu Dan gently sighed in her heart.

She greatly dislikes this uncertainty.

...

Sword Nine glanced at the lines on his palm.

He could clearly feel that at this moment, the eyes of most Immortal Realm experts were fixed on him and the two 'fellows' beside him.

The three of them came representing the Human Race, intending to buy some time and negotiate well with Po Luo.

In fact, they previously kept receiving transmissions that the three Palace Masters reached some consensus;

Some consensus that made Sword Nine feel a bit uneasy, yet he couldn't refute. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

'Little Nine, if later Po Luo's promises are exceptional, don't rush to tear things apart, give us some time to discuss.'

Sword Nine naturally knew what this meant.

If Po Luo doesn't completely annihilate them, even if it's just a verbal promise, they might go along with it.

Sword Nine is not unaware of the situation; he just finds it somewhat difficult to accept.

"I'll try not to speak much later," Sword Nine transmitted to the two beside him.

"Watch me."

Luo Tianjin forced a smile uglier than crying, patted Sword Nine's shoulder, and proactively stood before the two, mumbling in transmission:

"Isn't it just to act when the opportunity arises, if the situation allows then play the fool?

"It's not that we didn't try; it's just that the enemy is too strong. Who knows, the Dark Sect and Tianluo are just the tip of the iceberg of Heavenly Dao's power. They've been working on those super factions for six hundred thousand years.

"Even Mu Dan was played by Po Luo, wasn't she?"

Sword Nine answered.

He wanted to speak but hesitated, ultimately decided to remain silent.

Because ahead, a mighty, sharp pressure appeared, directly overwhelming the three of them.

Luo Tianjin snorted coldly, his body trembled thrice, the Locking Armor constantly shaking, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

Sword Nine squinted slightly, a sharp Sword Intent burst from his brow, instantly severing the oppressive force resembling the descent from the Nine Heavens.

Only then did Luo Tianjin and the Vice Palace Master of the God Slaughter Palace breathe a sigh of relief.

That Sword Intent shot to the sky, cutting through the clouds and cleaving the illusion, revealing countless figures descending from the heavens, layer upon layer, far and near, numbering thousands of Dark Sect and Heavenly Net Experts, all wearing black and white robes, forming a thirty-three-layer Cloud Ladder.

At the top of the Cloud Ladder, several purple-black Thunder Dragons roared past, a magnificent chariot halted at the cloud's edge, whose golden snake tail subtly swayed, Po Luo's voice had already descended from above the Cloud Ladder:

"Have the three fellows come here to surrender and admit defeat?"

Luo Tianjin forced a smile and immediately bowed in a Daoist bow: "Today's battle, we Human Race already know we are defeated, the Hundred Races being aided by the Heavenly Dao truly leaves us helpless! May I ask the Heavenly Dao, why do you appear to force us, why do you continue to pressure us? Our Human Race's contribution to the world, is it less than that of the Hundred Races? Why does it come to this, why does it come to this!"

The words carried a slight sobbing tone, truly enough to make the listener shed tears and the viewer look forlorn.

Po Luo spoke calmly, his voice spreading throughout the Immortal Realm:

"Your Human Race, from ancient times in the Immortal Realm until now, have refused edification, haven't respected the Heavenly Dao, constantly shouting about what 'my fate is determined by myself, not by heaven,' and everywhere challenged the authority of Heavenly Dao.

"If you'd shown more respect to the Heavenly Dao in early years, how would the Heavenly Dao have made me appear, bringing minor tribulations to your Human Race?

"Today, if you can quickly awaken, then kneel and beg for mercy, those of Heavenly Immortal Golden Immortal caliber take a Heavenly Dao oath, accept Heavenly Dao oversight, I will certainly refrain from completely annihilating the Human Race.

"If not...

"Now the Calamity descends upon the Immortal Realm, I've summoned millions of Heavenly Soldiers, it is necessary to ensure that no inviting treason or defection occurs before the Calamity arrives.

"That's all there is to say, decide for yourselves."

Po Luo's voice rolled across the heavens and earth, indeed causing quite a few spineless ones to hang their heads in sighs, already preparing to bow in salutation.

Suddenly heard Sword Nine's cold snort.

Sword Nine's voice also spread across the heavens and earth, though limited by his cultivation, he could only instantly deliver it within ten thousand miles.

Sword Nine said loudly:

"If the Heavenly Dao is always fair, why should our race cultivators oppose Heaven?

"If the Hundred Races didn't oppress our race, why should we hate them to the bone?!

"Does the Heavenly Dao speak not of causality, only of defiance and submission? The Heavenly Dao itself is without bias, emotion, selfishness or ego, yet now, this Heavenly Dao is everywhere revealing favoritism, selfishness!"