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

Wang Ji Xuan's kick seized the initiative!

The silver-haired old man staggered backward, crashing into the elevator wall!

The two burly men reacted quickly, immediately going for their guns, but Wang Ji Xuan's hands flashed forward. Amidst the rapid and brief sound of air being torn, the two thugs clutched their necks and slowly slid to the ground.

A warning bell went off in Wang Ji Xuan's mind!

That silver-haired old man had already launched a counterattack! A fist enveloped in a cyan-blue light slammed fiercely toward Wang Ji Xuan's face!

There was no time to duck!

Wang Ji Xuan tilted his head and leaned his body, barely dodging the straight punch that was coming at him. Unskilled in close combat, he immediately chose to jump back to create distance, flicking out three box cutters with his right hand!

The old man missed his punch and immediately gave chase, the elevator shaking back and forth from his steps. Facing the incoming blades, he didn't dodge at all, simply raising his hand to protect his face!

The mottled energy within the old man's body was rapidly expanding, and the old man's body was also beginning to swell like an inflating balloon.

The box cutters accurately struck the back of the old man's hand!

There was no scene of blood splattering everywhere;

The three box cutters embedded themselves two millimeters into the back of the old man's hand, and he casually flicked them to the ground.

"Who are you!"

The old man's voice was like a lion's roar.

Wang Ji Xuan didn't answer, retreating rapidly and rushing around the corner. Several nuts, accompanied by the sound of air being torn, shot out, knocking down several Blackfire Gang thugs who were holding signs and looking over in that direction.

Temporarily free from worries about his rear, Wang Ji Xuan turned to look at the silver-haired old man rushing toward him.

The explosive muscles that had swelled up in the old man's upper body had already burst his custom suit!

The voice of 'Bartender' Gu Wen-ting sounded in Wang Ji Xuan's mind, filled with shock.

"He… he's actually a Spirit Awakener! Our Blackfire's Number Three is a Spirit Awakener! Heavens! He's been in the Undercity for over twenty years! Shouldn't he be fighting those Blade Beasts!"

So, he really was a Spirit Awakener!

This Spirit Awakener old man was the Blackfire Gang's Number Three he was looking for, 'Giant Bone Fish' Wen Heisen!

Close quarters combat!

Wang Ji Xuan slightly clenched his fist, his eyes gleaming with golden light. His toes touched the ground, and his figure retreated rapidly backward.

Wen Heisen clenched his iron fist and attacked fiercely, like a humanoid rhinoceros, his punches carrying enough power to blast open an alloy door!

Wang Ji Xuan wasn't just dodging; he was constantly flicking box cutter blades hidden in his sleeves at Wen Heisen.

The 'Qi Flying Blades,' which were usually invincible against ordinary Blackfire Gang thugs, could now only tickle Wen Heisen, leaving shallow bloody marks and a clear sensation of pain on his body.

"You're courting death! Ah!"

Wen Heisen cursed loudly, his eyes bloodshot and his expression frantic.

This reminded Wang Ji Xuan of what was recorded in the sect's texts about demonic cultivators who devoured blood souls to cultivate their bodies.

Facing such a powerful enemy for the first time in this world, Wang Ji Xuan's Dao heart was eager to try.

He seemed to have… suddenly found a kindred spirit?

That's right, that was the feeling!

Even if the person in front of him was a Blackfire Gang boss who killed people like flies and dealt in organ transplants, this person's characteristics, which were completely different from ordinary humans, aroused Wang Ji Xuan's intense interest!

Wang Ji Xuan's left hand formed a sword finger and continuously pointed forward, his right hand behind his back.

[Low-Level Movement Technique: Wind Riding Art]!

The powerful airflow generated by Wen Heisen's punches became Wang Ji Xuan's leverage. Wang Ji Xuan scattered the energy in his dantian throughout his body, his muscles relaxed, and his figure was like a feather, swaying left and right, propelled by the fist wind.

After missing with more than a dozen punches in a row, Wen Heisen was already beyond furious!

Wang Ji Xuan, however, became more and more calm, having roughly estimated the opponent's strength.

In terms of strength, he was at an absolute disadvantage.

Although the energy within this Spirit Awakener's body was mottled and impure, the total amount of this energy was comparable to a cultivator in the third stage of the Foundation Establishment realm, 'Returning to the Truth.'

In Wang Ji Xuan's original world, cultivation was divided into four major realms—Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and Ascension. The four major realms each had different divisions. Foundation Establishment had four stages, Golden Core and Nascent Soul each had three stages, and Ascension only had two stages. The final realm was Great Ascension.

As a former Great Ascension cultivator, Wang Ji Xuan's judgment was basically reliable.

Although Wen Heisen had a lot of energy in his body, it was very mottled, even more chaotic and mixed than those quickly-made demonic cultivators who were boosted by pills, soul-devouring techniques, and dual cultivation methods.

In addition, this silver-haired old man didn't know how to use the energy within his body.

Was this what Spirit Awakeners were like?

Without techniques, without methods, only forcibly driving the energy within the body to strengthen the body. This crude strengthening itself was a destruction and damage to the body, and his lifespan would probably be shortened as a result.

'They're indeed a bit low-class.'

Just as Wang Ji Xuan was feeling emotional, Wen Heisen was already on the verge of rage.

He had already thrown thirty-six punches in a row! He had chased more than half a circle around the second-floor circular corridor!

But he couldn't even touch the hem of the young man in front of him!

Seven or eight of Wen Heisen's trusted subordinates rushed out of the rooms connected to the circular corridor, but before these subordinates could raise their guns, their throats were shattered by the nuts that shot past.

Only then did Wen Heisen realize that he was being played by this slippery young man in front of him!

The young man's calm gaze made him feel a great sense of shame!

"Ah!"

Wen Heisen's entire skin suddenly turned blood red!

Wang Ji Xuan's figure fluttered down. His right hand, which had been behind his back, was now holding a standard-caliber pistol.

Wen Heisen strode forward with force, his feet, which had swelled two sizes, burst through his leather shoes, and obvious dents appeared on the cement floor!

Bent knees, forward pounce!

Wen Heisen's figure was like a humanoid cannonball, rushing straight at Wang Ji Xuan with a sonic boom!

Wang Ji Xuan had anticipated this. The four Swift Movement Talismans stuck to the inside of his outer pants were lit up at the same time. His figure darted two steps to the left, and he gracefully spun half a circle, using his toes to the top of his head as a central axis.

Wen Heisen brushed past him, smashing the meter-high, thickened glass behind him!

Wang Ji Xuan's calculation of 'Giant Bone Fish's' charging angle was just right.

He actually already knew:

When his cultivation techniques were combined with the powerful firearms of this world, it would be a sure kill!

Now he could also say that sentence:

Fellow cultivator, the times have changed!

Wang Ji Xuan raised his gun, a calm smile on his lips, and continuously pulled the trigger!

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!

In the gushing gunfire, six bullets shot toward Wen Heisen's back and back of his head in succession…

Eh?

Wang Ji Xuan was stunned, because he saw… six obvious indentations appeared on Wen Heisen's back and the back of his head, but no blood splattered from the indentations.

Wen Heisen was like a blood-colored bear at this moment. His body swayed hard, and the six bullets were ejected almost simultaneously, falling to the ground and making a crisp clanging sound.

No!

He couldn't penetrate even at this close range?

Ding!

The sound of the elevator opening came from the side. Wang Ji Xuan keenly sensed that at least ten Blackfire Gang gunmen had rushed into the circular corridor.

Wang Ji Xuan stared at Wen Heisen expressionlessly, the latter turning his head to glare at him, roaring and pouncing again.

Wang Ji Xuan snorted lightly. He slammed the pistol sideways and lunged forward, actually intending to clash head-on with Wen Heisen.

At the moment of the impending collision with Wen Heisen!

Wang Ji Xuan's entire body trembled with energy, and his figure suddenly somersaulted upward, narrowly avoiding Wen Heisen's sweeping arm. His right palm formed a sword finger and pointed toward Wen Heisen's forehead.

Wen Heisen didn't realize he had fallen for the trap. He didn't dodge or avoid his forehead, intending to directly smash Wang Ji Xuan's finger.

Wang Ji Xuan's right hand suddenly trembled, and a three-centimeter-long box cutter blade appeared between his sword fingers, sliding rapidly toward Wen Heisen's right eye and flicking his finger lightly.

Wen Heisen was caught off guard and subconsciously closed his eyes. A deep scratch appeared on his right eyelid, and the blade was pushed into his right eyeball, causing him unbearable pain and making him scream!

"My eye! My eye!"

Wang Ji Xuan's movements were flowing and smooth. His left hand had already pressed down on Wen Heisen's back!

Wang Ji Xuan flicked his left fingertips, and a stack of paper talismans opened like a folding fan, sticking to Wen Heisen's back and chest. He conveniently borrowed a force to propel his figure toward the broken window.

The group of Blackfire Gang thugs who rushed to the vicinity with rifles only saw a residual image jumping out of the window.

They fired their guns one after another, but the figure had already disappeared into the darkness.

The gazes of these thugs were subconsciously drawn to that muscle-bound, sinewy man…

Wen Heisen's hatred grew even more frantic, and he turned to look for Wang Ji Xuan's figure.

Swish, swish, swish!

On his back, which was covered in fleshy protrusions, the scattered stack of paper talismans trembled gently, and the inscriptions on them shone brightly at the same time!

Boom!

…

Wang Ji Xuan, who was sprinting low on the rooftop, turned his head to look and saw Wen Heisen being blown forward, secretly clicking his tongue.

There was no scene of flesh being torn and blood splattering everywhere;

He couldn't even break through the opponent's thick skin?

Wang Ji Xuan gently raised his eyebrows, touched the empty pockets on his lining, and without the slightest hesitation, sprinted with all his might toward the outer perimeter of the Blackfire Gang's territory.

Immeasurable Heavenly Lord.

What exactly is going on with Spirit Awakeners?

Why does it feel like they are the same as demon humans who have been assimilated by demonic beasts?

Where did that mottled energy come from?

Of course, the point that Wang Ji Xuan was most concerned about was…

Could the methods of generating these energies be used by him for his own cultivation?

"This world is getting more and more interesting."

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Wang Ji Xuan's mouth, and a sense of joy arose in his Dao heart. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't expose his whereabouts, he would have wanted to roar and sing loudly, and laugh as he ascended into the clouds!

Just as he was about to leave the Blackfire Gang's territory, he suddenly thought of something and immediately stopped.

What was he going to do next?

Find a place to cultivate, replenish his talismans, and find a way to make some magical artifacts that could break through the flesh and skin of these Spirit Awakeners.

He already had some ideas about the specific types of magical artifacts; he just needed to find some high-quality Blade Beast bones.

"Running things in the Lower City probably requires some money. This humble Daoist can't keep薅 (hāo; fleece) medical supplies from the Thirteenth Floor; those are for saving ordinary people's lives."

He pondered slightly, then reached into his shirt pocket, pressed down on the Soul-Seizing Talisman, and heard Gu Wending's muttering in his mind.

"He's actually a psychic, possibly even a D-rank psychic. No wonder they've always been obedient to the Thirteenth Division. He's a psychic from the Thirteenth Division... Damn it, he's been hiding it from us for over twenty years! Why didn't he transform during the previous shootout!"

Wang Jixuan asked softly, "Bartender?"

"What... what do you want to do?" Gu Wending cried out, trembling. "Please, don't kill me! Let me find a body to live on!"

"You should have a lot of savings, and know some secret locations where the Blackfire Gang hides supplies, right? I can expend some spiritual energy to help you extend your life by three days, but it only requires you to pay a small price."

Daoist Wang spoke gently, his right thumb lightly rubbing against his index and middle fingers.

This method is called 'salesmanship.' He had seen similar experiences in Mu Liang's memories.