Chapter 1159: Fu Xi Talisman Returns! The True Strength of the Immortal King

Chapter 1159: Chapter 1159: Fu Xi Talisman Returns! The True Strength of the Immortal King

The Immortal King, witnessing the unbelievable happen before his eyes, felt immensely excited inside.

In millennia, it was the first time he was so thrilled that his emotions and inner thoughts were reflected through his facial expressions.

He was too excited, but regarding why he felt this way, he couldn’t share with anyone, as the Fu Xi Talisman held extraordinary significance for him. For a moment, the Immortal King was stunned, standing motionless.

"Miss, should we retreat? As things stand now, I’m afraid we don’t have the qualification to seize the Divine River Song from Lin Yi. That boy has made decisions far beyond my expectations; he even gave that thing away and could be so ruthless to his former comrades. He must have completely convinced the Immortal King."

Old Xuan’s expression was solemn. Judging by the current situation, the All Gods Camp had achieved complete victory.

The battle involved Dark Rising’s main forces, and it’s no exaggeration to say all elites were present. After this, Dark Rising couldn’t stir up any significant trouble.

Eventually, the Four Corpse Kings would become the target of the All Gods Camp. Once the Four Corpse Kings were resolved, it would be Luo Bingxin and Old Xuan, a matter without suspense.

Old Xuan’s worry was not misplaced. Once they realized a significant portion of Dark Rising’s members were controlled, their morale surged.

Previously, without an advantage in numbers, they were not being crushed by Dark Rising’s members, but they were heavily suppressed.

Now the situation had reversed, and the stifled frustration inside finally had a chance to be released. Who wouldn’t cherish this opportunity?

Those Dark Rising experts who had escaped Lin Yi’s control just regained their movement capabilities when the Eastern War God-led experts already charged before them.

They had no chance to settle accounts with Lin Yi’s betrayal nor to rescue those weaker comrades. The Eastern War God-led elites were considerably stronger in overall capability, especially in this peak morale situation. Just holding their ground was an achievement; attending to others was out of the question.

Watching the calm battlefield spiral back into chaos, Luo Bingxin’s heart sank inversely.

Thinking of Lin Yi’s External Divine Artifact? Unrealistic.

"But! But I invested all my stakes here; if I just retreat now, wouldn’t I be destined to lose? I have no capital besides them four; wanting to avenge my father with my capabilities, how could I achieve that?"

The reasoning Luo Bingxin mentioned, Old Xuan understood it well.

But if there’s life, there’s hope; staying here would only end in settling accounts, jeopardizing even their lives, let alone revenge; preserving life would become a luxury.

"Don’t think like that, Miss. Your life shouldn’t be trapped by hatred. Your journey is long, your future holds many paths, not everything needs resolution within your generation."

After Old Xuan spoke, his right hand continuously gathered energy, secretly crafting a hidden Space Channel. As the channel was about to be completed, Old Xuan grabbed Luo Bingxin’s hand, intending to pull her away from the battlefield.

How could Old Xuan’s subtle move escape the Immortal King’s eyes?

Even at the initial crafting of the Space Channel, the Immortal King had discerned his intentions.

"Come, Miss, let’s escape directly!"

Just a step back and Old Xuan would take Luo Bingxin into the crafted Space Channel.

Unfortunately, at the very moment of turning, a talisman radiating immense Divine Power and glaring golden light hovered before him, completely blocking his path.

It was the Fu Xi Talisman!

The Ancient Great God’s Lifebound Divine Artifact Fu Xi Talisman!

The greatest nemesis of the Four Corpse Kings - Fu Xi Talisman!

Claimed as the supreme External Divine Artifact that governs reality and illusion.

What troubled Old Xuan the most was that the Fu Xi Talisman in Lin Yi’s hand and the Fu Xi Talisman in the Immortal King’s Divine Power Avatar’s hand seemed not to be the same weapon.

When the Fu Xi Talisman was in Lin Yi’s possession, its aura wasn’t so powerful.

That feeling was akin to a dragon plunging into the sea; the Fu Xi Talisman seemed revived, feeling as if returning from near death to vitality. Even just hovering there motionless, one could sense an air of jubilation from it, as if finding a like-minded master.

Most importantly, the aura emitted by this Divine Artifact was far stronger than before. The Immortal King’s Divine Power Avatar exerting this Ancient Divine Artifact wouldn’t be unusual.

"Old Xuan, where are you intending to go? If I heard correctly, you intend to escape with Bingxin, right? Escape, why escape; haven’t we already achieved a staged victory? The battlefield situation is quite apparent, Dark Rising’s defeat, the total collapse, is merely a matter of time. How can you think of escaping in such a favorable situation?"

The Immortal King’s expression remained calm, his tone steady; from his demeanor, one couldn’t discern any of his thoughts.

At this moment, the Immortal King seemed amicable, approachable, but Old Xuan knew clear as day this was the calm before the storm.

Now, Old Xuan was immensely uneasy. The world’s most awkward situation could hardly surpass this.

Your adversary, after seeing through your little schemes, pretends ignorance, still posed as approachable, feigning camaraderie—this was utterly about toying with you.

Fear, despair, helplessness, and other complex emotions filled Old Xuan’s heart.

The Immortal King had obtained the Fu Xi Talisman; he and his little master had entirely lost their value, now becoming mere pieces of meat on the chopping board.

Though Old Xuan’s downfall was inconsequential, the crucial point was his little master’s Yinglong bloodline couldn’t be continued.

Thoughts whirled rapidly, and Old Xuan’s mind quickly worked, considering any viable strategy to secure an escape chance for his little master.

But regardless of his intention, even if sacrificing his own origin and soul, he couldn’t secure escape for his Miss before the Immortal King and numerous subordinates.

With a thud, before his Miss could make a step to flee, Old Xuan fell to his knees.

Lifting his head, gazing at the Immortal King’s Divine Power Avatar, his eyes were already brimming with tears.

"Lord Immortal King, I beg you, considering our master and servant duo contributed to the Divine Realm, please grant us a reprieve."

Saying this, Old Xuan bowed heavily.

Spider-web-like cracks rapidly spread from where Old Xuan’s head met the ground.

This bow was indeed powerful.

"Oh? What do you mean by this? Weren’t you two working for me? Why the sudden plea for mercy? Allow me to reflect, could it be that your master-servant duo committed some betrayal to our All Gods Camp? Oh right, was the former undercover fake, have you indeed betrayed me, betrayed All Celestial Divine Beings?"