In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone

#401 - Correct, rational

What the hell is this black mist?

Wang Ji Xuan felt a palpitation even from a slight distance.

It was as if this thing was highly poisonous to him.

Daoist Wang was truly intrigued and sent out a wisp of his spiritual consciousness to investigate carefully, but as soon as the spiritual consciousness touched it, it was quickly corroded.

This was the first time Wang Ji Xuan had seen something outside the City Above the Clouds that could restrain or defend against his own spiritual consciousness.

Those ancient civilizations that competed with the Ina civilization really had something.

At this moment, the Daoist was only twenty-five kilometers in a straight line away from Hei Yao, Ye Zi, and the old man.

At this distance, he could carefully investigate with his spiritual consciousness, know everything that was happening there, and also be able to rescue Nielda Tamon in time if he was in danger.

Wang Ji Xuan carefully observed Hei Yao.

He was worried that the other party had other means of preventing spiritual consciousness from probing, so he deliberately used some spiritual consciousness techniques and completely concealed his own aura fluctuations.

Hei Yao mostly just sat by the fire, as if he were in the dark night.

Ye Zi sat with her legs together on the stool opposite him, looking a bit delicate, and didn't dare to speak loudly.

And that old man…

He gave Wang Ji Xuan a slight sense of danger.

This was not one of those old spirit cultivators who had fought with Wang Ji Xuan before and were nearing the end of their lifespan.

The amount of spiritual energy in his body seemed to be similar to Hei Yao's and Nielda Tamon's at his peak, and he could be ranked among the top spirit cultivators, but what made Wang Ji Xuan feel alert should be something else hidden on him.

Spiritual energy circuit?

Methods of other ancient civilizations?

Or other clusters of black mist?

Wang Ji Xuan didn't understand, so he became more cautious, found an area nearby, and began to bury the array base and arrange the array flags while studying this strange black mist.

The array formation is an important means for cultivators to fight more with less.

This time, Daoist Wang spared no expense and used many precious treasures to make the array base.

It was also thanks to the previous battle to seize the door, otherwise Wang Ji Xuan would now be powerless to set up a high-level array formation.

It's just…

Well, the materials for refining weapons are almost used up, and I miss the Blade Beast's pseudo-interstellar gate a bit.

The array formation was almost set up, and there was some progress in the research on the black mist.

This is a living thing.

In Daoist Wang's direct feeling, the black mist could perform simple thinking, and the black mist itself was its form. If Wang Ji Xuan's guess was correct, this thing should be the product of several processing of intelligent life's souls.

When his array formation was set up, Wang Ji Xuan was considering whether to directly lure them over to fight when Hei Yao and the other two began a simple chat.

Hei Yao stopped warming his hands, rubbed them together, and said slowly:

"Has half an hour passed?"

The gray-robed old man next to him shook his head: "I don't have this civilization's timing tools."

Ye Zi took out a communicator and looked at it: "There are still three minutes."

"Tsk," Hei Yao sighed lightly, and his thick eyebrows actually showed a bit of compassion, "Add another ten minutes, they can't break our technological advantage in a short time, there's no need to kill too many innocent people, we've already won."

"Oh," Ye Zi lowered her head and honestly adjusted the timer.

The old man next to him said: "Winning or losing is only relative, Hei Yao, the most critical moment has arrived, the Great Pioneer must not be underestimated, if he can't be used by us, it's best to just get rid of him."

"I understand."

Hei Yao smiled and shook his head:

"It's just this low-level civilization in front of me, I actually have a lot of feelings for it.

"The last few times I came here to find the guardian of the Ina civilization, I stayed here for a while, learning about the local culture and art.

"The level of civilization is determined by the theories and technologies they master, but the level of civilization art depends on the imagination of individuals, isn't that interesting?

"Now our main problem is how to suppress the Blade Beast that is about to bite us back."

The old man said nonchalantly: "Just grant them death."

Hei Yao shook his head: "The current scale of the Blade Beast is already very large, and the overall combat power level far exceeds the era when the ancient Ina civilization and the other seven civilizations competed for hegemony. This combat power is very valuable."

"You've said it many times, Hei Yao," the old man frowned, "but there are too many difficulties in wanting to use the Blade Beast as a force for expeditions. The Jialinuo Council has already begun to raise objections to us. They want to dominate this star field. How could they wander in the gaps between star fields for thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of years?"

Hei Yao raised his eyebrows: "This is the moment to test our wisdom. In short, first fool them. If this force gets out of control, then eliminate a part and keep a part, and let them become the expeditionary force."

The old man said: "The managers of the stars will not agree."

Wang Ji Xuan suddenly raised his eyebrows.

Managers?

Managers of the stars?

The Daoist suddenly thought of the history of the Ina civilization.

During the most prosperous period of the Ina civilization, they had repeatedly become the overlords of this star field, but when they wanted to expand outward, they were restricted by high-level civilizations.

Then the Ina civilization tried to ascend collectively and invested a lot of resources.

The collective ascension failed, and they themselves fell from the prosperous period, from the overlord of the star field to the overlord of the region, and then they continued to try. Finally, Wang Ji Xuan's remnant soul arrived in this world during their experiments and became the Great Pioneer of the Ina civilization. The Ina civilization developed spiritual energy and became the overlord again.

The so-called high-level civilizations are actually not in this plane?

They are in a higher plane?

Wang Ji Xuan's eyes lit up.

If he could find this high-level civilization, wouldn't he be able to find another path to ascend to the Immortal World? What is the relationship between this high-level civilization and the Immortal World?

The Daoist was filled with thoughts for a while.

The loss and despair caused by the failure of the two previous impacts on the Heavenly Tribulation were now reduced by more than half due to the appearance of new hope.

Adult cultivators, after all, must learn to regulate themselves.

Just as the Daoist was thinking about this, a golden comet broke into the edge of his spiritual consciousness.

Nielda Tamon's burly figure appeared in the air and landed steadily on the ground, his eyes seeming to devour people.

And the camera equipment on Nielda Tamon was working normally, transmitting the scene here to Fu Jian and others in real time.

"Hei Yao!"

Nielda Tamon's voice was full of anger, and he said as soon as he opened his mouth:

"You planned all this!"

Hei Yao greeted with a smile: "My old friend, long time no see, come and warm yourself by the fire, this flame is like the power of light on your body, making people feel very warm."

Nielda Tamon suppressed his anger.

This strong man was also bold and skilled. Even though he was now injured and his strength was far less than his peak, he still did not hesitate to walk up to Hei Yao and the other two, refused the stool thrown by Ye Zi, and pulled a stone to sit on the ground.

Nielda Tamon looked at the black mist in front of him, and there was a bit more fear in his eyes.

He said in a deep voice: "What do you and your subordinates want to do?"

"Subordinates? This title is too ugly, we are all partners," Hei Yao said in a slightly exaggerated tone, "We are a family!"

"Your tone makes me feel disgusting!"

"Then I'll be more normal."

Hei Yao's voice immediately returned to peace.

He continued to warm his hands, although the surrounding temperature was not low, and spirit cultivators would not be afraid of this bit of cold.

Hei Yao's deep eyes reflected the flickering firelight.

He muttered to himself:

"I know you can't wait to peel off my skin now, but you can't do it. Although I'm not very good at fighting, I have a lot of technology that you don't have… Many years ago, you regarded me as a madman, thinking that I was not doing my job properly and was not an elegant spirit cultivator.

"You know, why does the spirit cultivator civilization exclude me?

"Because on the three planets I grazed, I allowed the low-level civilizations to implement democratic autonomy.

"Those were the happiest days of my life. Every day I watched them work hard to continuously improve their lives and create brilliant cultures with sufficient material basis.

"Then, the War God Council and your Light Wing Council, on the grounds that I was unorthodox, took back my grazing rights, and then, in front of me, plunged the three planets I had spent thousands of years with into war, provoking their desires and arranging for ambitious people to compete for hegemony.

"Yes, it soon became the way you liked it, three large slave societies.

"Every individual dedicated everything to please the great gods, you were looking for beautiful individuals whose appearance and personality could make you feel a little stimulation, and then enjoy, play with, and destroy them. You were like grazing cattle and sheep, and then raping the cattle and sheep. I'm just using this as a metaphor, every individual should be equal… I look at it with disgust, you know? Nielda Tamon, I look at it with disgust, disgust!"

Hei Yao's face was full of disgust and revulsion.

Nielda Tamon frowned tightly.

Nielda Tamon said: "Then, the Blade Beast is your revenge?"

"I'm not taking revenge for this matter."

Hei Yao shook his head lightly:

"Later, I thought about it for three hundred years and understood why you so-called traditional aristocratic spirit cultivators did this at the time.

"You are afraid of change.

"Yes, when society develops to a certain level, with the accumulation of problems and contradictions, the entire society will appear distorted to a certain extent. At this time, change is needed.

"Either a self-revolution, or a change driven by external forces, and the latter is accompanied by violence, while the former may be more gentle.

"Um… Do you know what I was doing from thirteen thousand years ago to eleven thousand years ago?"

Nielda Tamon slowly shook his head.

"Look," Hei Yao smiled, a bitter smile.

He said quickly, "Back then, I went all out, wanting to form a party to make our voices heard in the Council Assembly... You should have seen it, the seven or eight people sitting on the ground protesting in front of the Mother Planet Council Assembly Hall."

Nielda Tamon nodded slightly: "I have some impression."

"I was among them, that was the prototype of my organization."

Obsidian clicked his tongue:

"Then, I was wanted, the War God Council Assembly arrested me and locked me up for two thousand years, give or take. When I came out, those few people who were with me back then had already been corrupted and fallen, becoming members of your side."

"I felt like I was abandoned by my own civilization."

Obsidian narrowed his eyes slightly: "Or rather, it was I, who yearned for progress, who abandoned you."

Nielda Tamon was momentarily speechless.

Obsidian continued:

"After that, I began to constantly search for ancient civilizations, like a scholar. Gradually, I made discoveries. I spent thousands of years discovering dozens of ancient civilizations."

"I studied them with great enthusiasm. I discovered the laws of historical operation. This law is not comprehensive. Applying the summarized historical viewpoints to the constantly changing present world is a kind of erroneous argument."

"But I discovered that the development of social ideology is traceable."

"Ultimately, it lies in the different proportions of selfishness and dedication in individuals. The individual's level of cognition and moral bottom line determine the upper limit of social ideology."

"By the way, I also obtained some technology."

"I began to understand what desire is, and then... I gradually arrived at the present."

Obsidian opened his arms, as if welcoming cheers from all directions.

Unfortunately, there were only two sighs around him.

The old man sighed and said, "The leader has suffered a lot these years, but our ideal is about to be realized."

"Ideal?" Nielda Tamon's voice suddenly rose, "Is the ideal to destroy your own civilization!"

Obsidian corrected: "The correct, rational, destruction of our own civilization."

"You!"

"Don't be angry, mighty Light Council Assembly Archangel."

Obsidian said with a smile:

"The Spirit Cultivation civilization itself is distorted, inheriting the ultimate technology from the Yina civilization, with only a few hundred, no more than a thousand, individuals, heavily dependent on the core circuit."

"After we finished avenging the enemies of the Yina civilization, we actually lost our meaning."

"Everyone couldn't find direction, and then began to rule."

"Countless individuals without core circuits were enslaved, bullied, and destroyed by us. We are already a tumor, a cancer, in this star field."

"But there are no strong enemies left in this star field. We use Spirit Slave technology to constantly create Spirit Slave armies, conquering most of the civilizations, with only a few civilizations in remote star systems struggling to survive."

"Now, the destructive power of the Blade Beasts is indeed very powerful, but as long as the problem of the Blade Beasts is solved, you will see a riddled world, but one that no longer has Spirit Cultivators."

"The Blade Beasts are determined to destroy the core circuit, not only because of their resistance to the Spirit Cultivators. To be honest, they are just war machines. Where is their hatred for the Spirit Cultivation civilization as strong as that of other civilizations?"

"It was just a program I set for them."

Obsidian raised his eyebrows slightly, seemingly wanting to wait for Nielda Tamon to praise him.

Unfortunately, Nielda Tamon just kept a cold face.

Obsidian clicked his tongue: "Okay, now, what else do you want to ask? It's been a long time since I've confided in anyone. I don't expect you to understand me. After all, in order to achieve my ideal, my hands are already covered in blood... turning into the kind of person I hate the most."

He put his hands into the flames, the burning sensation bringing him back to reality.

Obsidian retracted his hands, continued to warm himself by the fire, and asked with a smile: "Can you represent the human camp here? Rigid Nielda Tamon."

Nielda Tamon clenched his fists tightly.

The old man looked over with a smile.

Just as Nielda Tamon was about to throw a punch, a chuckle suddenly came from the side.

"This guy is a bit interesting."

A figure walked out of the night.

Ye Zifeng, who had been looking down, suddenly stood up and shouted excitedly:

"Big brother!"