A World Worth Protecting

by Stayrr

By the year 3029 CE, Earth’s technology has developed rapidly, borders no longer exist, and Earth has been unified, marking the beginning of the era of the Federation. At that time, a huge sword flew from the heavens, piercing the sun and causing a huge sensation on Earth. Perhaps because the scabbard of the sword was already in tatters, countless shards have broken off from it f

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Chapter 811: All Just an Act!

Wang Baole's words caused him to be looked upon highly. So the group of people searched thoroughly in the surroundings. Although they didn't obtain much, Wang Baole's conscientiousness still made the subordinate team leader nod his head.

Searches like this were being carried out within the entire army camp. There were even some perfected stage Soul Conduit cultivators who appeared and increased the comprehensiveness of the search. In fact, the consciousness of the perfected stage Spirit Immortal was there all along. It swept through the entire army camp again and again as it tried to find traces of the invader!

However, not only were Wang Baole's attacks rapid, but he also had the transformation of his essence technique. Although he couldn't help but leave behind a few clues, it was almost impossible to find him in a short period of time.

Wang Baole was also not worried about this. Before he went to the army camp, he already thought about that. He believed that even if the army camp was sent into lockdown, it would definitely not be for long. Because… there would be other things that would catch the Never-Ending Clan's attention. Then, it would disperse their attention and even cause them to change their target.

It was indeed like that. One hour after the army camp was sent into lockdown, as information was sent from the outside world into the army camp, the Spirit Immortal mighty figure guarding the place and all of the leaders of the branch teams knew one thing!

There was an intruder from the outside world who descended upon this planet and had shocking power. This wasn't the first time similar events had happened. But the group of Descenders described in the information sent, coupled with the fact that they were all wearing masks, immediately made many Never-Ending Clan mighty figures think off… the Flame Patriarch!

"All wearing masks, and descending in waves…"

"That's the Flame Patriarch!"

"D*mn it, why has the Flame Patriarch chosen to attack here of all places this time!"

As the information spread, it immediately caused a lot of commotion within the Never-Ending Clan. They weren't really scared of this attack, but the fact that it involved the Flame Patriarch made many think of some rumors from before.

Wang Baole pricked up his ears and asked around. After getting an answer, he also expressed shock and shouted angrily with the people around him.

Since the entire army camp was in an uproar because of the attack, the Spirit Immortal from the ninth army sphere finally showed himself. He looked old and skinny, but the light in his eyes was chilly, and his body was somewhat shrunken, giving people the feeling that the stench of death was dispersing from his body. But if one looked closely, they could vaguely sense that there seemed to be a horrifying disturbance in his body that, once unleashed, could suppress and kill everyone in the surroundings.

His voice was also full of maliciousness as it echoed everywhere.

"Since some Descenders are already here, we'll keep them here. Mobilize all branch teams to search the whole planet. For every invader you kill, I will personally note down your contributions and ask the army commander to give you great rewards!"

While speaking, the late-stage Spirit Immortal elder flew far away with a flick of his body. It seemed as though he was getting involved in the search personally. Meanwhile, the commanders on every army sphere passed down orders as well. They divided up the entire planet and assigned all branch teams to start searching.

Wang Baole was among them as well. He followed a branch team as they left the army camp and all unleashed their speed in midair to rush towards a specified position.

As all of the branch teams spread out, the army camp became quiet. No one noticed that there was a shining disturbance in midair. The Spirit Immortal realm cultivator that seemed to be leaving transmogrified his silhouette again. With a dark expression, he carefully searched the empty army camp again. In the end, doubt and confusion appeared deep in his eyes.

I can confirm that the one who performed the assassinations in the army camp was one of the Descenders. I can also confirm that there was a very small number of them… It's extremely possible that there was only one person!

However… has this person already left, or… does he have a special way to hide his aura? The Spirit Immortal Never-Ending Clan member sighed and furrowed the eyebrows on all three of his heads. Looking at the land, he wanted to speak but stopped, then shook his head.

If I bother the army commander, who's at a crucial period in his cultivation, because of this… I'll definitely cause him to be extremely unhappy. And normally speaking, the Descenders arranged by the Flame Patriarch only attack for 24 hours… The Spirit Immortal elder became silent. Others thought their army commander, who was at the Planet realm, had already left. But actually, the elder was clear that the army commander didn't leave. He was actually doing something extremely important.

So after thinking deeply, the elder retracted his gaze and decided not to bother the army commander. After all, 24 hours… would pass by very quickly. Thinking to that point, the elder truly left with a flick of his body and joined the search.

Even though he felt that the incident would end in 24 hours at most, the elder naturally had no liking for the Descenders who dared to provoke them. If they didn't provoke them with the assassinations, it would have been fine, and he wouldn't have cared. But the Descenders killed someone in his own army camp. So if he could find and kill them, not only would it relieve his anger, it would also be a huge contribution to the Never-Ending Clan.

Thinking in that manner, the elder accelerated. Meanwhile, the Descenders, who didn't know that someone had poked a hornet's nest, were all spreading out and starting to look for targets to various degrees. But very quickly, someone discovered something amiss.

That's odd, this planet has been mostly executed. Using common sense, there shouldn't be so many of them being mobilized.

Or maybe, there exists a strong local resistance force here?

Some hidden Descenders were hunting for the individual Never-Ending Clan members scattered around. They all looked at the sky, where waves of Never-Ending Clan members were flying past, with fear. Their scalps went numb, and they were all shocked.

While these Descenders were all nervous, Wang Baole was following a branch team of the third army. He was sashaying about and engaging in small talk with a Never-Ending Clan member beside him.

He spoke the Dark Sect's language very fluently, and other Never-Ending Clan members didn't suspect anything when they heard him speak. But through this small talk, the strict ranking system of the Never-Ending Clan showed itself. Towards Wang Baole, who had the lowest cultivation level in the team, others seemed to be communicating with him, but the coldness deep in their eyes wasn't hidden at all.

It was like an instinct. If one's cultivation level wasn't enough, one's status wouldn't make the cut. This was expressed more obviously via the branch team leader's behavior. He didn't care about his subordinates. Wang Baole also naturally wouldn't care about this. They had been flying for some time, and he felt that the time was right. After looking at his surroundings, Wang Baole's body suddenly exploded without warning!

It became a cloud of mist and engulfed everyone with astonishing speed, not giving the surrounding Never-Ending Clan members a chance to react. There were no shrill cries of pain or struggle. The entire process was over in a few breath's time. In the next moment… when the mist gathered again, one couldn't see the corpses of the other Never-Ending Clan members. But after gathering, Wang Baole transformed to look like another Never-Ending Clan cultivator.

Feeling that the will of the Demonic Eye Art was getting increasingly active in his body and was about to scream, Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, and his body changed after that. He had one less head, and he broke off an arm, making himself look like a wretched mess. He then sped off towards the distance while continuously looking back with an expression that showed both anger and fear, as though someone wanted to murder him.

As he put on this show for a very long time, Wang Baole was so used to it that it was incredibly realistic. He didn't care that there wasn't a single person beside him and even spat out blood from time to time. Alas, he still felt that it was a little fake, so he used a portion of his essence to transmogrify into a silhouette behind him.

This silhouette had a bull mask. It was the arrogant man from before. Just like that… as he chased himself, Wang Baole kept trying to escape. After 20 minutes, he finally saw another branch team at another coordinate.

"Be careful, everyone, we've been ambushed by a group of Descenders. Our team leader died in battle, and the others either escaped safely or died trying. The Descender wearing a bull mask that's behind me has been chasing me for a long time!" Wang Baole spoke pitifully and spat blood again while rapidly nearing the branch team.

Meanwhile, as the members of the branch team all looked over coldly, the bull-masked man that Wang Baole transmogrified had a change in expression and stopped giving chase. Instead, he turned around and tried to escape.

It would be fine if he didn't try to escape. That way, the group of Never-Ending Clan cultivators would definitely have some suspicion. But, upon seeing the bull-masked man try to escape, those Never-Ending Clan cultivators' eyes flashed. Their leader didn't even look at Wang Baole as he led people to give chase.

And just as they neared Wang Baole and gathered, Wang Baole's body exploded again. His body turned into mist and spread rapidly, engulfing everyone in an instant as though he wished to absorb them.

In the next moment, Wang Baole, who had a different look, licked his lips, let out a shrill cry, spat blood, and continued escaping.

"Help! Someone help me…"

Behind him, the bull-masked man let out villainous laughter and kept giving chase under Wang Baole's control…

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Chapter 812: Live Stream!

The self-acted and directed chase was happening on the foreign planet. At the same time, deep in the boundless parameters of the universe, there existed… a star system filled with flame.

The vastness of the star system's boundaries was extremely astonishing. In fact, it was as big as tens of thousands of Divine Eye civilizations.

At that place, flames seemed to burn eternally. Looking ahead, the boundless cosmos was like a sea of fire. Within the sea of fire, there were an astonishing number of planets. Those planets were of various sizes and were all burning without exception.

If one looked carefully, countless lifeforms could be seen living on the burning planets. Whether it was plants or animals, or ordinary people or cultivators, they could be found everywhere, making the planets extremely lively.

Meanwhile, in the lively center of the star system, a mountain floated in the cosmos. It was as though all of the fire seas had this place as their core. It was as though the mountain was the source of the flames. Its red color was like blood and could make anyone who saw it shudder with fear!

There was also a small hut at the peak of the mountain. It looked ugly and was built using grass, but it was able to maintain its green color under the indescribably high temperature, the grass showing no signs of wilting. It was obviously extraordinary. Within the hut, there was an elder sitting cross-legged.

The elder wore red robes and had a head of red hair. Although there were wrinkles on his face, he looked very strong. That was especially so considering that the light within his eyes seemed capable of making the surrounding cosmos lose all its color despite them being half-closed!

There was a bronze mirror in front of the elder, and the mirror reflected… the planet Wang Baole was on. As the elder checked, the images in the mirror kept changing. Every time the image changed, a masked silhouette would appear.

Those silhouettes were obviously the Descenders. And the identity of the elder was obvious. He was… the Flame Patriarch!

The masks of the Descenders, including Wang Baole's, not only contained the power to hide them and a curse they could use once on an enemy, but they also had two functions. On the one hand, they could record the number of kills. On the other hand, they allowed the Flame Patriarch to clearly see what happened to every Descender no matter how far away they were from him.

And that was where his interests lay. In the past, every time a mission started, the Flame Patriarch loved to observe the battlefield as though he was watching a live stream via the masks. Every time he saw a Never-Ending Clan member die a horrible death, he would feel very happy in his heart.

At this moment, he was also doing that. While feeling very satisfied, he rapidly looked through all the masks. But very quickly… when the mirror reflected Wang Baole's silhouette, he swept a glance at the bull-masked man chasing Wang Baole and then looked at Wang Baole, who was crying in pain while escaping, with surprise in his eyes.

So he raised his right hand and flicked it down, rapidly looking through all of Wang Baole's experiences after coming to this place as recorded in his mask. Slowly, the Flame Patriarch's expression became extremely weird.

Chasing himself with himself? Interesting… This transformation technique looks very familiar…

It's the essence technique of Chen Qing, who loves acting like he's very youthful!

This brat… What's his relationship with Chen Qing? The Flame Patriarch raised his eyes. He had always disliked Chen Qing because he felt that Chen Qing was older than him but always liked assuming the appearance of a youth. However, he didn't know why, but he found Wang Baole pleasant to the eye after seeing him kill so many Never-Ending Clan members.

It's a little exaggerated, but it's still pretty interesting to watch. The Flame Patriarch muttered and decided not to watch anyone else. He prepared to watch Wang Baole for a little while more.

And just then, the bull-masked man Wang Baole transmogrified to chase himself let out a roar.

"Handsome fella in front, stop running!" The bull-masked man's angry roar echoed within the hut and in the surroundings of where he was. As for that sentence, it made the Flame Patriarch's face twitch.

This shameless aura is exactly the same as Chen Qing's!

The Flame Patriarch humphed. As he continued watching, the Wang Baole in the image was speeding in midair while feeling a multitude of emotions in his heart.

Even my killer can see my handsomeness. Life is so difficult… Wang Baole seemed to forget that it was a self-directed play. At that moment, he was very invested in his act, but very quickly, his expression changed slightly. He realized that the silhouettes of two branch teams appeared in the sky ahead. Wang Baole didn't know why the two branch teams, which had a perfected stage Soul Conduit among them, were gathered together, but he narrowed his eyes slightly and still charged towards them while letting out a shrill scream.

"You've gone too far! This is the territory of the Never-Ending Clan, yet you still dare to be so arrogant here! I'll definitely destroy both your body and spirit!"

The words of the bull-masked man behind him also changed immediately.

"That brat in front, you're done for!"

The chase between the two was naturally seen by the Never-Ending Clan members. Their perfected stage Soul Conduit realm leader was a middle-aged man. His gaze was icy as he looked at Wang Baole then looked at the bull-masked man behind him. He didn't say a word, and because of that, the other Never-Ending Clan members also merely sized up Wang Baole and the bull-masked man without attacking.

Even though the bull-masked man put on his previous act by changing his expression and trying to escape, the perfected stage Soul Conduit only gave a slight signal for a cultivator beside him to give chase. He ignored Wang Baole as he brought his men along and continued moving forward.

The Never-Ending Clan is way too cold! Wang Baole had a headache. He knew that his bull-masked clone looked real but actually didn't have much combat strength. He gauged that someone would suspect something shortly and that bringing it along with him would draw suspicion. So as he sighed in his heart, he flew towards the Never-Ending Clan members like an uninvited guest.

At that point, the Flame Patriarch seemed bored with Wang Baole and decided to go look at others. But before he could do so, Wang Baole said, "Army commander, I have something to report!"

In the image, the middle-aged perfected stage Soul Conduit turned his head to look at Wang Baole after hearing him. He was about to speak when he suddenly narrowed his eyes and raised his right hand to grab a Never-Ending Clan clanmate to shield him in the next moment.

The moment he did so, Wang Baole's body exploded and became a huge patch of mist, spreading towards the surroundings with astonishing speed. Immediately, he engulfed that group of people. But the perfected stage Soul Conduit reacted quickly enough in the end. He used the cultivator in front of him to shield himself and infused his cultivation into that cultivator's body, causing it to explode. He then used the explosive force to retreat and avoid being absorbed by Wang Baole!

"Who are you!" As he retreated, the perfected stage Soul Conduit had an intense killing intent in his eyes. He weaved hand seals with all six of his arms, forming layers of golden runes that then became a halo. The layers shone outside his body, turned rapidly, and buzzed.

That was the first time Wang Baole was met with such a situation in his many attacks after coming to that planet. But he didn't stop. The mist instantly rolled and transmogrified into a giant head, then let out a roar.

"I'm your daddy!" The waves Wang Baole unleashed only had power equal to that of a late-stage Soul Conduit cultivator, but they dispersed a terrifying suppressive force equal to that of an early-stage Spirit Immortal. He quickly charged towards the retreating perfected stage Soul Conduit.

The perfected stage Soul Conduit had eyes full of surprise as he raised his right hand and took out a jade slip instantly, which dispersed teleportation runes. He was about to crush it, but at that point in time, Wang Baole's eyes flashed unnoticeably. He quickly analyzed in his mind and concluded that he wasn't confident of making his opponent stay before he teleported away unless he used his Dharmic Battleship. The seemingly violent mist head actually turned around and escaped rapidly as the jade slip unleashed its maximum power.

This scene caused the perfected stage Soul Conduit to be somewhat confused and made the Flame Patriarch's eyes light up while watching the live stream. That was especially so because when Wang Baole escaped, he still had a strong aura that made people feel that he was a dominant overlord, seemingly because he didn't wish to arouse the suspicion of others.

However… the more he did that, the more he made people suspect whether he was exposing himself unwittingly while trying to cover his tracks. The perfected stage Soul Conduit was feeling that way now. His first reaction was that something was amiss. He kept deliberating in his heart about whether to teleport away as he originally wanted to, or to… chase and kill Wang Baole.

If he gave chase, he was scared of falling into a trap. If he didn't give chase, he wouldn't forgive himself for letting this opportunity to make a huge contribution to his clan slip away. And according to his judgment, Wang Baole was most likely weaker than him. If not, he wouldn't have chosen to ambush them previously.

As the two thoughts appeared in his mind at the same time, Wang Baole's silhouette was about to escape. However, the waves he dispersed didn't decrease. Instead, because he was scared of being chased, they increased. Seeing that, a cold gimmer flashed between the eyes of the perfected stage Soul Conduit.

"Enough with your acting!" As he spoke, the perfected stage Soul Conduit Never-Ending Clan member suddenly gave chase.

Seeing the Never-Ending Clan member give chase, the Flame Patriarch, who was watching the live stream, raised his right hand and flicked down. He retrieved a flame fruit and ate it while watching enthusiastically.

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Chapter 813: A Spirit Immortal Descends!

At the same time, on the planet that the Flame Patriarch chose, the words of the Never-Ending Clan member who decided to chase after Wang Baole spread. When he gave chase personally, he didn't put away the teleportation jade slip he was grabbing. Instead, he prepared himself to teleport away at any time.

As his body charged out, he also unleashed his maximum cultivation. His perfected stage Soul Conduit cultivation made his speed extremely fast, and it rose continuously. When he caught up to Wang Baole, his aura had reached its peak. As he raised his palm, the halo formed by the runes outside his body all left his body and formed a giant golden fist. It attacked towards Wang Baole with a suppressive force seemingly able to cover the sky.

"Die!"

"You!" Wang Baole had a shocked expression. Under the suppression of the fist, even his aura became unsteady. It was as though a veil was lifted up, revealing the late-stage Soul Conduit cultivation disturbances that truly belonged to him. So the Never-Ending Clan cultivator laughed evilly and increased the power. He unleashed 120% of his power and infused it into the fist formed by his divine power, which then landed in front of Wang Baole…

The moment the fist landed, translucent crystal chips shone as they appeared everywhere on Wang Baole's body and formed a membrane, which was like a water veil, in front of him! Hence, the fist landed in front of Wang Baole and not on him.

The attack of that perfected stage Soul Conduit Never-Ending Clan member landed on the membrane at that moment. In the next moment, as the membrane trembled, an extremely strong reflection force spread out and exploded forth from the membrane like a blow from an early-stage Spirit Immortal. It crashed towards the shocked Never-Ending Clan cultivator, who was about to crush the teleportation jade slip but found that it was already too late to do so.

As for Wang Baole, all of the shock and fear on his face disappeared. Replacing it was a look of helplessness. Turning around, he looked at the Never-Ending Clan member who was engulfed by the reflection force storm and sighed with emotion.

"Why? I had already let you go."

"You're despicable…" Before the Never-Ending Clan cultivator could even finish his sentence, he was covered by the storm formed by the reflection force. His arms were torn apart, and his body turned to dust in an instant. He only left behind his storage bracelet and the teleportation jade slip, which were grabbed by Wang Baole after he reformed his body. Just as he was about to check them blissfully… his expression suddenly changed, and his body retreated instantly.

He retreated very quickly. At that moment, his life instinct was almost activated, as even his Thearch Armor transmogrified on his body in an instant to form a defensive barrier. The Dharmic Battleship was taken out by Wang Baole to shield himself as well. Meanwhile, his Divine Justice Shield was also activated to cover his entire body for the very first time. One could say that in that short moment, Wang Baole's cultivation and everything else on his body was being unleashed in a frenzy.

If not for the fact that the Dao Scripture needed time to activate and couldn't be used in time, Wang Baole would have shouted it out. The pig mask's curse also needed time to be activated and wasn't suitable at that moment.

As for why he was in such a frenzy, it was because… his intuition and all the cells in his body seemed to be screaming and telling him that there was a giant indescribable danger descending!

The danger shocked Wang Baole and caused him to, without hesitation, crush the teleportation jade slip he obtained after killing that Never-Ending Clan member.

And just as Wang Baole crushed the jade slip and retreated, a heaven-shaking and earth-rumbling late-stage Spirit Immortal disturbance descended. It became a fist and landed where Wang Baole was previously.

Even though Wang Baole dodged early, the fist was extremely weird. It seemed that so long as it was unleashed, it would definitely hit its target. In the next moment, an illusory shadow of the fist appeared and ignored Wang Baole's dodge, landing on his body.

Immediately, the Dharmic Battleship locust, which just appeared in front of Wang Baole, let out a shrill cry and unleashed its early-stage Spirit Immortal cultivation to resist with its full power. But as rumbles sounded, the Dharmic Battleship locust's body trembled and started collapsing from the point of collision. This affected half of the Dharmic Battleship's body, and the donkey within it immediately spat blood. Little Wu's body also trembled. Although he didn't spit blood, he let out a shrill cry of pain, the likes of which he had never let out before. In the end, after being heavily injured, the Dharmic Battleship let out a shrill cry and devolved into Dharmic light, returning to Wang Baole's storage bracelet.

But that late-stage Spirit Immortal's fist didn't stop. After repelling the Dharmic Battleship, although its power was decreased, it was still strong. It landed on Wang Baole's body and collided with his Divine Justice Shield!

The spirit-killing power was fully unleashed like never before. The Divine Justice Shield, which was refined to its maximum potential by Wang Baole, was useful against Soul Conduits, early-stage Spirit Immortals, and even mid-stage Spirit Immortals. But in the end, it wasn't powerful enough and collapsed when used against a late-stage Spirit Immortal.

The collapse wasn't without a purpose. When it collapsed, almost 70% of the late-stage Spirit Immortal's power was reflected back onto the fist by the Divine Justice Shield.

The sound created was heaven-shaking and earth-rumbling. Wang Baole's whole body trembled as he spat blood, and he didn't have time to check it. As the Thearch Armor blocked the remaining waves, his body's concealment dissipated as well, revealing his original silhouette, which was wearing a pig mask. But he couldn't care about that at the moment. Without even turning his head, Wang Baole made use of that force to charge forward rapidly. It was at that moment that the teleportation formed by the crushed jade slip appeared. It wasn't that the teleportation appeared slowly. In reality, the teleportation was very fast. From the moment Wang Baole crushed the jade slip until the teleportation was activated, only one to two breaths passed.

Truly… the fist of the late-stage Spirit Immortal was faster than him!

But in the end, Wang Baole bought enough time through the collapse of his Divine Justice Shield and via blocking with his Dharmic Battleship. At that moment, his body… teleported away!

And after he disappeared, a silhouette walked out from the void in midair above where Wang Baole was previously. The person's appearance looked like the cultivator who chased after Wang Baole's bull-masked man clone, but his appearance changed quickly, and he exposed his original appearance in the end. He was… the late-stage Spirit Immortal elder within the Never-Ending Clan army camp!

The elder's expression was ugly. As he lowered his head to look at his right index finger, his index finger broke inch by inch. It even affected the rest of his hand, and in the end, his entire palm became a bloody mess!

He has tricks up his sleeve and can even transmogrify himself and his aura so seamlessly. At the same time… he's capable of retaliating so strongly. This disciple must not remain here! The killing intent in the elder's eyes was intense as he followed the teleportation disturbances with a flick of his body, chasing over as he disappeared in an instant.

All of this was seen clearly by the Flame Patriarch. Seeing the turn in the course of events personally, a tinge of admiration appeared in his eyes.

Not bad, he reacts pretty quickly. I originally thought that brat's essence body was going to die here. I didn't expect him to be able to escape without using the curse.

And he seems very courageous… That shield is also pretty interesting. The Flame Patriarch laughed and was no longer interested in looking at other people. He finished his flame fruit, so he got another and prepared to see whether Wang Baole could escape successfully in the end.

As he watched, Wang Baole, who had appeared somewhere else on the planet via the teleportation jade slip, spat out a big mouthful of blood. However, he had no time to feel sad about his losses. At that moment, he instinctively wanted to use that time to unleash the curse.

But he was very unwilling to do so in his heart. If he used the curse now, it wouldn't reach its maximum effectiveness. At most, it would buy him a bit more time before he got caught. But if he used it at a crucial point in time, it could… possibly give him a chance to retaliate and kill his opponent instead!

God d*mn it, I won't use the curse. I'll find a chance to catch him by surprise and kill that old b*stard! Viciousness and signs of frenzy appeared in Wang Baole's eyes as he transformed into mist and split into seven to eight wisps to speed in seven to eight directions. At the same time, there were two other wisps, one of which became a pebble that camouflaged between the other rocks on the ground and remained stationary.

The other wisp dug into the ground and sped deeper into the earth!

As for his true essence body, it turned into a speck of dust and was blown around by the surrounding wind. It made use of the wind to float into the distance. It wasn't very fast, but he could travel forward continuously.

The moment he finished doing all of that, a disturbance suddenly appeared at the place he had teleported to. As a Spirit Immortal aura spread, the late-stage Spirit Immortal Never-Ending Clan elder chased over. As he swept around with his Divine Sense, the elder had a nasty expression on his face. After locking onto those seven to eight silhouettes, he was about to give chase, but suddenly, his gaze flashed.

Cunning! He humphed and didn't immediately give chase. Instead, he raised his right leg and slammed it down. Immediately, the surrounding land in a hundred-mile radius was smashed to pieces. Using that to sense the disturbances underground, he split into seven to eight silhouettes and chased after the auras of Wang Baole he had locked onto.

As for his true body, it dug into the ground and chased Wang Baole's Divine Sense, which was quickly digging deeper into the earth.

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Chapter 814: A Bird!

When the late-stage Spirit Immortal Never-Ending Clan elder chased into the ground, Wang Baole's essence body, which had turned into a speck of dust, immediately teleported. Using his late-stage Soul Conduit realm cultivation, he instantly teleported far away. When he landed, he turned into a bird and let out waves of cries alongside a flock of birds flying past in the sky, flying towards the distance with the flock.

Not stopping there, Wang Baole, who was still worried that he would be caught up to, transformed again after noticing that his Divine Sense deep underground collapsed and that the other Divine Sensees that he spread out all disappeared consecutively. He turned into a feather and floated down until he landed on the surface of a river. Then, he turned into a rock. After sinking to the river bed, he turned into a fish and quickly swam away using the river current.

After fifteen minutes, when Wang Baole had already left that place, the bodies of the flock of birds all trembled as they collapsed and died together. Beside their corpses, the gloomy aggrieved Never-Ending Clan elder suddenly transmogrified. After sweeping around the surroundings and not finding Wang Baole, the anger in the Never-Ending Clan elder's heart had already reached its peak.

As a Spirit Immortal chasing after a Soul Conduit, the fact that the Soul Conduit escaped made him lose his reputation. What made him even angrier was the fact that he fell for a trap just now!

This disciple specializes in transformation! The Never-Ending Clan elder gritted his teeth. Although he had an inkling of this previously, after gaining a deeper understanding of Wang Baole, he felt a deep sense of helplessness and couldn't help but growl. He spread out his Divine Sense in a thousand-mile radius and, not caring about the consequences, formed an impact with his consciousness. Wherever the consciousness went, all life trembled and broke apart.

But it didn't include Wang Baole. Before the Never-Ending Clan elder appeared, he had teleported away again in his fish state, leaving that place. When he appeared again, he was already quite far away. Moreover, he transformed again, assuming the appearance of a Never-Ending Clan cultivator and speeding away.

That wasn't Wang Baole's last transmogrification while escaping. While on the road after that, he sometimes transformed into small harmless beasts running on the ground. He also transformed into insects, hiding in some cracks at other times. There were even times he assumed the appearances of other Descenders. Using this method, he increased the distance bit by bit every time. Even though the distance increased wasn't very much, under continuous stacking, the distance between the two finally got to a point where it was hard to give chase.

Just like that, the late-stage Spirit Immortal Never-Ending Clan elder gave chase many times, but he still couldn't catch Wang Baole. He even completely lost Wang Baole's trail. Faced with that, the late-stage Spirit Immortal gave an order and sent a notice to all Never-Ending Clan branch teams, telling them to search all areas for the man wearing a pig mask.

Even if that method wasn't really effective, it was better than doing nothing. At the same time, the Spirit Immortal Never-Ending Clan elder thought in his heart that the branch teams were all bait. Once that pig head appeared and killed someone, he could then catch his trail again!

All of the planet's Never-Ending Clan members moved under the Spirit Immortal elder's orders, searching frenziedly, and bringing with them an intense killing intent. And such searching was a previously unseen catastrophe for other Descenders.

In reality, the entire Never-Ending Clan was looking for the pig head. At the same time, due to the orders of the Spirit Immortal elder, they all took precautions against one another. Hence, the sense of frustration in their hearts was also very intense, to the point that they attacked the moment they met a Descender. It was best if they beat them to death, and if they couldn't, they would ask them where the pig head was!

Because of that, the Descenders all felt hatred in their hearts. But they truly didn't know where the pig head was. Therefore, in many areas on the planet, sieges and killing occurred often. This made all of the Descenders feel bitterness in their hearts, and it also left them with no choice but to give up on the mission. They started hiding continuously as they bided their time and waited for the mission time to be over so that they could teleport away and escape that dangerous place. At the same time, the hatred in their hearts increased, and they all had the same thought. That was… to look for the pig head after returning and kill him!

This scene was witnessed from start to finish by the Flame Patriarch. On the one hand, he felt that Wang Baole using his transformation to escape showed his quick-wittedness. On the other hand, he felt an interest that he had never felt before upon seeing the hatred that the other Descenders felt towards Wang Baole.

And while the planet descended into chaos, Wang Baole, who caused it all, felt pride in his heart as he transformed into a bird again. He then landed in a forest and stood on a tree branch, raising his head to look at a group of Never-Ending Clan cultivators who flew past him in the sky above.

This is bad, there are only ten hours left before time's up. Wang Baole had a headache. On the one hand, he went on the mission to earn Red Crystals. On the other hand, he wanted to make use of the Demonic Eye Art's killing to achieve a breakthrough in his cultivation.

Previously, everything was going fine. He was earning Red Crystals while killing Never-Ending Clan members, all while pushing his Demonic Eye Art forward. One could say that he was feeling great. The Demonic Eye Art itself had also already reached a certain level, causing Wang Baole's cultivation to increase a lot and reach the peak of the late-stage Soul Conduit realm.

According to Wang Baole's calculations, he felt that if he went on like that, he could definitely achieve a breakthrough in his cultivation before the end of the mission. After all, the cultivation levels of the Never-Ending Clan cultivators were all extraordinary and brought him many gains.

Now I'm screwed! Wang Baole was a little depressed. Standing on the tree branch, he pecked his feathers while thinking about how to handle his current situation. And as he was thinking, suddenly, an extremely abrupt voice echoed in his brain.

"Help me… Help me…"

The appearance of that voice made Wang Baole's body jolt and caused his eyes to go wide. He immediately flew up and looked at his surroundings. Instinctively, he spread out his Divine Sense and swept it through his surroundings. However, it returned empty-handed, and his expression turned ugly as a result.

Even as the voice got weaker and weaker and completely disappeared, the extremely cautious Wang Baole didn't notice any abnormalities in the surrounding forest. In the end, he landed on the tree branch again and narrowed his eyes.

The second time! Wang Baole thoroughly remembered the voice that appeared in his mind. After judging that the sound was obviously clearer than before, he felt that it was too weird. At the same time, he felt the same as he did the last time, faintly feeling that the sound came from somewhere underground.

Is it only audible to me, or… can everyone hear it? Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, and his expression changed slightly. As he pondered, he raised his head to look into the distant forest.

At that moment, at the forest's boundaries, as Wang Baole looked in that direction, a burly man wearing a bull mask was unleashing his full speed as he charged into the forest. After stepping into the forest, the burly man's expression turned ugly. He kept turning his head to look behind him, though he didn't decelerate as he sped deeper into the forest. Meanwhile, under the concealment of the mask, his aura quickly camouflaged with his surroundings. If Wang Baole didn't lock onto it previously, it would have been hard to find him.

It's that guy? Seeing that familiar silhouette, Wang Baole laughed. He also saw that there were two teams of Never-Ending Clan members chasing behind the burly man. There were actually two late-stage Soul Conduit realm cultivators among them, and there was even one perfected stage Soul Conduit.

This guy might have also disturbed a hornet's nest. Why is he being chased by so many Never-Ending Clan cultivators? After noticing all of that, Wang Baole was a little shocked. Amidst his shock, the bull-masked burly man rapidly went under a big tree. He then unleashed an unknown technique, and his original extremely concealed aura actually completely disappeared in an instant. Moreover, he was obviously right there, but the Never-Ending Clan members seemed to not see him despite walking right in front of him.

This astonished Wang Baole a little, so he narrowed his eyes and flew over with a flick of his body. He landed on a tree branch above the burly man's head and prepared to take a close look.

Very quickly, Wang Baole noticed that the burly man seemed to be holding something in his palm. The Never-Ending Clan pursuers returned empty-handed after searching, then sealed all teleportation and chased further away. Only then did the burly man finally take a deep breath. It seemed like he couldn't maintain his state for long. After a moment, he opened his palm and revealed what he was holding onto, an emerald green leaf!

The leaf looked very ordinary, seeming no different from normal leaves. However, considering it could make a person's aura completely disappear, it was definitely no ordinary leaf. Wang Baole's eyes lit up as he pondered about whether to greet the man and convince him to lend him the leaf. It was then that the burly man spat out a thick blob of phlegm towards the soil beside him.

"That d*mned pig head. I've done this mission so many times, and I've never seen the Never-Ending Clan go so crazy. That pig head deserves to die. When I return, I'll definitely rip his tendons and crush his bones!" Speaking softly with a vicious look and while gritting his teeth, the burly man prepared to leave with a flick of his body…

But at that moment, the bird standing on the tree branch above him suddenly chirped loudly after shooting a slanted glance at him…

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Chapter 815: You Scolded Me?

The cry was extremely loud. While it spread towards the surroundings, the bird flew up and flapped its wings. It acted like it got shocked into flying. After quickly leaving the tree, it also made the other birds within the forest get shocked one after another, and many flew away.

"D*mn it!" The expression on the burly man's face changed. His eyes opened wide as he suddenly raised his head and stared at the bird that Wang Baole had turned into. While killing intent spread in his eyes, he also moaned in his heart. Obviously, there were limitations to his hiding techniques, and he couldn't use them continuously. At that moment, he unleashed his maximum speed and went far away with a flick of his body.

But he was still too late… The moment the loud cry of the bird version of Wang Baole spread out, it was immediately heard by the Never-Ending Clan members in the distance. Instantly, those Never-Ending Clan members unleashed their speed and charged there.

Not long after, the bull-masked burly man was caught up to by the Never-Ending Clan, and fighting instantly ensued as rumbles echoed around continuously. This bull-masked burly man could be so arrogant previously because he was indeed quite capable. Under the combined attacks of three Soul Conduits, he only unleashed perfected stage Soul Conduit disturbances, but his combat strength wasn't weak. He was just slightly disadvantaged. Despite that, he managed to kill four to five Never-Ending Clan members.

He had numerous methods and could often barely survive just by taking out some seemingly ordinary small items. In the end, after taking out a statue and having it self-destruct, he actually broke through the deadlock and escaped in an instant. If Wang Baole wasn't there, with the tricks of the burly man, it wouldn't have been impossible for him to escape. However, he was unlucky…

So… as the burly man put some distance between him and his pursuers and concealed himself again, a snake hissed at his hiding spot as though someone had disturbed its sleep.

And the result of the snake hissing was… that the Never-Ending Clan noticed again and charged over instantly.

The burly man was about to go crazy. He felt that it was all way too weird. His luck had met with a never-before-seen catastrophe, as though the entire planet hated him, and everything was ostracising him.

That's absurd! The burly man growled in his heart, having no choice but to grit his teeth and fight. In the end, after killing a few Never-Ending Clan members again, there were only those three Soul Conduits left. He fought through his heavy injuries and spat blood, even activating the curse in his mask and reducing the cultivation of that perfected stage Soul Conduit, heavily injuring him. Afterwards, he threw out a pile of white bones. As the white bones were unleashed and formed a seal, the burly man finally pulled away again and escaped.

When he left the area, the burly man prepared to teleport away, but the land had been sealed by the Never-Ending Clan previously. Unable to teleport, he found a marsh with no trees and took out a cape there. After covering himself with it, one could see with their naked eyes how he camouflaged into the surroundings.

This guy had so many items? Standing on a tree in the distance, Wang Baole saw all of that. His eyes turned brighter as he flew there.

Meanwhile, the seal formed by the bull-masked burly man's white bones was finally blasted open by the three Never-Ending Clan Soul Conduit cultivators. As their killing intent spread, the three Never-Ending Clan Soul Conduits, who had realized the bull-masked burly man was hard to handle, had extremely ugly expressions as they all charged out and started searching again. Judging by their vicious gazes, they wouldn't let the matter rest.

And under the thorough searching of the three Never-Ending Clan members, the caped burly man held his breath and carefully shifted his body. He planned to use his current state to pull away once more, enabling himself to teleport.

He moved forward carefully to avoid a late-stage Soul Conduit Never-Ending Clan member who flew past him. It was then that, suddenly, he raised his leg and paused… Under his foot, a black frog crawled out from the marsh. The frog was wide-eyed as it stared blankly at the burly man.

The burly man's heart jolted, and he wanted to crush the frog with his foot to kill it. But he didn't dare to do so. That was because the three Never-Ending Clan members were still searching in the surroundings. In fact, the perfected stage Soul Conduit he injured was less than a hundred feet away from him. Once he stepped, he would definitely be noticed.

Also, he had suffered heavy injuries and couldn't handle more fights. Once he was noticed, it was extremely likely that he would die.

But if he didn't step on it… The bull-masked burly man's heart jolted again. Truly… he saw in the frog's eyes that it was a mutant and that it seemed to notice him.

So the burly man cried as he put his hands together and begged the frog not to croak. Meanwhile, he slowly shifted his foot to land it on another position.

The moment his foot landed, the frog suddenly opened its mouth and let out a loud croak. The croak immediately spread towards the surroundings. After attracting many gazes, the burly man's concealment was rendered ineffective due to an unknown reason…

Hence, another round of fighting began.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The burly man let out a growl towards the sky. He was indignant and furious in his heart, and that sense of weirdness made him feel suspicious while going crazy. Truly… he wasn't the only one who found it suspicious, the surrounding three Never-Ending Clan members felt the same way. Although they didn't know the details of what happened to the bull-masked man, they knew that he would be noticed by some beast every time he tried to hide. One only needed to think deeply to notice that something was amiss.

So… they looked like they were fighting, but in reality, the three Never-Ending Clan members were already cautious towards their surroundings. In fact, that perfected stage Soul Conduit had already opened his voice transmission ring and was about to tell the Spirit Immortal about the weird happenings.

Wang Baole saw all of this and couldn't help but sigh.

This isn't fun anymore. While muttering in his heart, Wang Baole flicked his body and turned into mist with a "poof". Instantly, he spread and swept through the surroundings, engulfing two Never-Ending Clan members, whose expressions changed completely and who were preparing to retreat. And although the cursed perfected stage Soul Conduit was prepared and escaped the boundaries of the mist, a black eye suddenly manifested within the mist that Wang Baole had turned into. He didn't even have time to send a voice transmission or continue escaping.

That eye was the demonic eye!

Once the demonic eye appeared, the body of the perfected stage Soul Conduit Never-Ending Clan member trembled violently, and his thoughts seemed to be frozen. If he hadn't been injured previously, he could have barely resisted it and completed his voice transmission or teleport away. But after being cursed and heavily injured, he had no way to retaliate under the demonic eye. As his vision blurred and the sense of danger in his heart exploded forth, his body was absorbed by the mist that Wang Baole had turned into. His entire world turned black, and he never awakened again.

After killing the three Never-Ending Clan members, the mist shrunk, and Wang Baole turned into a black bird again, landing on the head of the trembling bull-masked burly man. He lightly pecked the burly man's skull and coughed.

"Little cow, did you scold me just now?"

The burly man's body jolted as he finally understood everything. After hearing the voice of the bird on his head, he already completely understood the reason and knew the bird's identity.

Although he didn't know why Wang Baole could transform into various appearances, the scene of him turning into mist and killing the three Soul Conduits just now had completely awed the burly man. Moreover, his injuries were heavy, and he could no longer fight. His life or death could be said to have been in Wang Baole's control.

And the stinging pain coming from his skull made the bull-masked man beg for mercy while shivering.

"Senior, I was wrong. So long as you let me live, you can make me do anything. I'm willing to use all of my possessions to exchange for your mercy!" The burly man was a decisive man too. Although he was trembling and shocked, he threw his storage bag to one side without hesitation. He then threw out a storage bracelet, even flipping his shirt to show that he didn't hide anything.

Such straightforward behavior made Wang Baole quite happy, so he checked the storage bag and storage bracelet in front of the bull-masked man. After seeing the large amount of materials and small trinkets stored within it, he inquired thoroughly.

For example, the leaf could truly make someone's aura completely disappear. But it could only be used once a day. He also asked about the cape and other items. In the end, Wang Baole also saw a jade box in the storage bracelet.

The jade box was sealed and couldn't be activated. Faced with Wang Baole's inquiries, the burly man dared not hide anything from him and told Wang Baole everything truthfully. He obtained the item previously by chance but couldn't open it. He judged that only the power of a Spirit Immortal could open it.

Seeing how cooperative the bull-masked burly man was, Wang Baole kept all of the items while feeling very satisfied. Thinking, he didn't make life difficult for the bull-masked burly man. He only pecked his head and left a mark before flying away with a flick of his body.

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Chapter 816: Avatar With a Broken Arm!

This scene was witnessed from start to finish by the Flame Patriarch. He grinned.

"If he makes me happy when I watch him, I can still give this brat some rewards." Speaking, he took out another flame fruit and ate it with gusto. Right now, he had already stopped watching other people and was prepared to watch Wang Baole's live stream from start to finish.

And in the live stream's image, Wang Baole, who had already flown away, suddenly stopped and disappeared in the next moment, returning back to the forest.

Seeing that, the Flame Patriarch got even more interested. As he looked, he saw the bull-masked burly man within the forest… The burly man noticed that Wang Baole had left at that moment and struggled as he climbed up. But the anger in his heart caused by the heavy injuries on his body and the loss of his Dharmic treasures made him feel as though his entire body was out of energy. He sat there and stared blankly for a while as fury and indignance slowly appeared in his eyes. In the end, he raised his right hand and slammed it down beside him as he growled. But, not waiting for him to speak, Wang Baole's faint voice sounded from behind him.

"Seeing how you've shown filial respect to your daddy by giving me so many items, I'll speak first without waiting for you to scold me."

The bull-masked burly man's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately turned his head and inhaled. He stared nervously and fearfully at Wang Baole, who had already left but returned for an unknown reason. He had turned into a bird and was standing on a tree branch.

"Senior, let me explain…" The bull-masked burly man was about to cry and quickly tried to resolve the issue. But Wang Baole, who had turned into a bird, rolled his eyes and spoke coldly.

"There's no need to explain. I came back to give you a gentle reminder that the Never-Ending Clan's Spirit Immortal… should be arriving soon. That old guy loves to destroy everything in a hundred-mile, maybe even a thousand-mile radius the moment he arrives. So… be careful."

After he spoke, Wang Baole threw a deep, profound look at the bull-masked burly man before flying into the distance quickly with a flick of his body and a flap of his wings.

Seeing Wang Baole fly into the distance again, the bull-masked burly man was already in no mood to analyze whether Wang Baole had really left or not. What appeared in his mind was Wang Baole's final words. The more he thought, the more fearful he became. In the end, he gritted his teeth and unleashed an unknown spell. After that, the injuries on his body mostly healed in just a few breaths.

Without hesitation, the burly man leaped up, his face becoming unnaturally red as he unleashed the maximum power he could unleash at that point in time. He sped into the distance and immediately teleported after leaving the area. In fact, he was still worried, and when he reappeared in the distance, he sped forward again and teleported many times. When he was thousands of miles away, he heard dull rumbles sounding behind him, and it felt as though the earth was trembling. At that moment, his breathing hastened as he escaped again.

Truly, behind him, the place that was once a forest had already become a crater. In a radius hundreds of miles from the forest, everything had been obliterated by the late-stage Spirit Immortal Never-Ending Clan elder, seemingly in a bid to vent his anger.

Although Wang Baole didn't see those things personally, he could mostly guess what happened in his heart. At that moment, he was already at an even further away area. He found a cave, burrowed in, sat cross-legged, and looked at his loot. The sheer amount of possessions the bull-masked burly man had made Wang Baole extremely satisfied.

As for that sealed jade box, the bull-masked burly man's cultivation wasn't enough, and he found it hard to activate. But Wang Baole had a Dharmic Battleship. Even though his Dharmic Battleship had previously been heavily injured, Wang Baole wasn't short on Stone Bamboos and had already fed his Dharmic Battleship many Stone Bamboos as he escaped. Now, although his Dharmic Battleship hadn't fully recovered, it no longer had any major issues.

So, by using his Dharmic Battleship's early-stage Spirit Immortal power, Wang Baole successfully opened the box. He saw inside it… four black daggers!

The four daggers looked very ordinary, and there was nothing unusual about them. Even though there was a weak blue glow on their blades as though they had poison on them, people wouldn't be too bothered by it after seeing it.

Even when Wang Baole held a dagger, it was like holding a child's toy. He almost used his finger to test its sharpness. But as his finger was about to touch it, Wang Baole's expression suddenly changed. After forcefully controlling his actions, he thoroughly recollected his mental state just now and slowly inhaled. His expression became extremely stern.

This dagger is very weird!

The black color can already catch people's attention. Moreover, the jade box it was stored in required the power of a Spirit Immortal to be activated. And the venom on it… All of this shows that these four daggers are extraordinary and pose a certain degree of danger. How could I close one eye to this sort of danger…

It's not even closing one eye… While the sense of existence of the daggers sharply decreased, it also affected my judgment, causing me to ignore it subconsciously. Even if I noticed it, I would instinctively feel that there wasn't much danger! After Wang Baole analyzed it, his breathing quickened as he suppressed the strong feeling in his heart to ignore the daggers. He then held the dagger and sliced it lightly towards the wall beside him.

With just a light touch, the stone wall was sliced open easily like a piece of tofu. It would be fine if it was just like that. What made Wang Baole inhale was that the edges where the stone wall was sliced open immediately rotted, and numerous small holes appeared as though it was corroded!

That made Wang Baole's hairs stand on end. Although he didn't really do deep research on poison, he knew a bit. So he understood that poisons that could affect living things weren't much. Those poisons that could even affect non-living things were the really powerful ones.

Because, to a certain extent, they couldn't even be considered a poison. Instead, they contained a sort of nomological power and could change an object's form and essence. The domineering force they represented could ignore defenses.

Wang Baole shuddered, and after judging thoroughly, he had a faint intuition that the four daggers… weren't only special assassination weapons and that the extent of their power could threaten even Spirit Immortals. If not, they wouldn't have been sealed within a jade box that only Spirit Immortals could open.

So Wang Baole cautiously placed the dagger back into the jade box. After resealing it, he stored it in his storage bracelet. Afterwards, he sat there, his eyes shining faintly.

There's not much time before the mission ends… I can't keep going on like this! Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, and a cold gimmer flashed between them. A killing intent grew increasingly intense in his heart.

I can't let a late-stage Spirit Immortal ruin my plans. The Never-Ending Clan still deserves to be killed… I'll just have to think carefully about how to carry it out and how to escape once I get noticed. In fact… I have to think about how to create chances for retaliation!

Although there's almost no chance for me to retaliate… Wang Baole touched the mask on his face, and decisiveness appeared in his expression. After killing the three Soul Conduit Never-Ending Clan members, he already felt that under the propelling of the Demonic Eye Art, his cultivation had reached a maximum point of activeness, and he was very close to achieving a breakthrough.

Under Wang Baole's calculations, he felt that so long as he killed enough, he could achieve a breakthrough here and reach the perfected stage Soul Conduit realm. So Wang Baole gritted his teeth, opened his storage bracelet, and started arranging his items.

The item he had the most of in his storage bracelet was self-destructing battleships. Those battleships had a huge effect during cosmos battles. But in conflicts between cultivators, they were unsuitable due to their size.

So what Wang Baole had to do first was disassemble 30% of his battleships, take out their core components, and create Dharmic Artifacts similar to self-exploding beads. Because all of the battleships were created by Wang Baole and since he had enough puppets to assist him, the process didn't take very long. Wang Baole used a certain level of sacrifice in exchange for a large number of self-exploding beads.

It's a shame I don't know how to set up array formations! After storing all of his self-exploding beads and calculating how much time he had before the end of his mission, Wang Baole sighed with emotion. He felt that one would only feel like they lacked knowledge when they needed it. He secretly thought that he had to do some research on this area in the future. He didn't look to completely master it, but he wanted to learn how to set up some powerful array formations.

With that decision in mind, Wang Baole started planning. His plan was very simple, to lead the Spirit Immortal away, then find a chance to infiltrate the army camp and start murdering.

After all, not all of the Never-Ending Clan members were activated, and there were still some reserves in the army camp. Wang Baole had personally seen that, so he had quite a clear target. The only difficult thing was… figuring out how to make the late-stage Spirit Immortal Never-Ending Clan elder believe him and really be led away.

You must lose a fly to catch a trout! Viciousness appeared in Wang Baole's eyes as he raised his right hand and grabbed his left arm. With a hard pull, he tore it off!

Even if it was only his essence body, it still hurt. Persevering through the intense pain, Wang Baole weaved hand seals and used his essence body's arm as a core to form another avatar!

The avatar was very different from the ones formed by his Divine Sense previously. In fact, no matter how one looked at it, it was very realistic. Truly, it was indeed that way. To a certain extent, it could be considered Wang Baole's avatar.

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Chapter 817: Suitable for Plundering!

Even his thoughts were like this. The new avatar's thoughts and actions were all controlled by Wang Baole. At that moment, he controlled the new avatar to transmogrify a pig mask and head into the distance with a flick of its body. Meanwhile, his essence body also sped in the direction of the army camp as it weaved hand seals and transmogrified a new arm.

At the same time, Wang Baole split his attention in order to control the avatar transmogrified from his arm, having it repeatedly appear in the outside world. Because this avatar was different from his previous Divine Sense, it couldn't be maintained for long. But if he chose to burn it, it could still maintain an extraordinary combat strength. Therefore, the fighting and escaping after meeting the Never-Ending Clan was very realistic as well. Hence, the avatar was naturally locked onto by that Spirit Immortal as he sped towards it at his maximum speed.

As the Spirit Immortal got involved, Wang Baole's true essence body was holding the leaf and cape as he unleashed his maximum speed and neared the army camp.

Wang Baole was very clear that the avatar transmogrified from his arm could only be considered expendable in a sense. Upon unleashing its full power, it could only exist for two to four hours.

But the two to four hours was enough. After all, there were less than four hours left until the end of the mission. Nonetheless, he still had to seize every minute and every second.

So, as he neared the army camp, Wang Baole wasted no time and charged in after transmogrifying into a Never-Ending Clan member. As for who he transmogrified into, he chose after heavy deliberation.

He didn't transmogrify into an ordinary Never-Ending Clan member. He also didn't choose the Soul Conduits he met previously. After all, no matter who he transmogrified into, as most of the Never-Ending Clan members were searching outside, anybody's return would arouse suspicion. And Wang Baole already knew that his ability to transform was known by the entire Never-Ending Clan.

So… he could choose not to transmogrify and charge inside, but this method had its pros and cons. Moreover, just one mistake would cause him to expose himself more quickly. His other option was… to transmogrify and buy himself time to a certain extent, thereby maximizing his loot.

Wang Baole chose the latter. In fact, the one he chose to transmogrify into… was the late-stage Spirit Immortal Never-Ending Clan elder!

Doing so seemed to be extremely risky. After all, if someone sent a voice transmission to the late-stage Spirit Immortal, they would immediately know the truth. In reality, it was darkest under the light. On the one hand, it was perfectly logical for a Spirit Immortal to return, and no one dared ask the reason why. On the other hand… there weren't many Never-Ending Clan members who could come into direct contact with the Spirit Immortal and confirm his location with him via voice transmission.

Even if they could check through the cultivators beside them instead of sending a voice transmission directly to the Spirit Immortal, not many Never-Ending Clan members could do that. After all, the Never-Ending Clan had an extremely strict class system. Thoughts such as suspicion rarely appeared in the minds of lower-ranked Never-Ending Clan members.

But that wasn't an absolute. Wang Baole's actions weren't innately absolute. So after making a decision in his heart, Wang Baole transmogrified into the appearance of that late-stage Spirit Immortal Never-Ending Clan elder. His expression was extremely ugly, and killing intent spread faintly from his body. He put on a hostile look as he flew towards the army camp.

Although the army camp had array formations, Wang Baole had previously tested the strength of the essence technique many times. Once he transmogrified into the appearance of someone, he could completely mimic their aura as well. So unless the army camp's array formation could reach the Eternal Star realm, array formations which worked by sensing one's aura had no effect on him.

As he sped forward, Wang Baole stepped directly into the army camp with an ugly expression on his face. The moment he stepped into the army camp, some Never-Ending Clan members immediately went up to greet him. They were all extremely courteous. Some of them were about to speak, but after noticing Wang Baole's gloomy expression, they all inhaled and didn't dare to speak.

"Bunch of trash!" Wang Baole mimicked the late-stage Spirit Immortal's voice and used pure Never-Ending Clan language to scold them. He humphed and ignored the Never-Ending Clan members surroundings him as he flew towards the pavilion within the army camp.

Seeing that, the others all lowered their heads. They only dared raise their heads again after Wang Baole left. The nervousness in their hearts also became more intense because of Wang Baole's gloomy expression previously.

At the same time, as he entered the army camp, Wang Baole also spread his Divine Sense. With a sweep of his consciousness, he found that there were only several thousand cultivators left. Moreover, there were no Soul Conduits. The highest cultivation level among them was the perfected stage Nascent Soul realm.

This made him pretty unhappy. He felt as though he had expended a lot of energy in exchange for not many rewards. After all, he was extremely close to achieving a breakthrough in his cultivation. Although killing Nascent Soul cultivators could improve the Demonic Eye Art, the improvement was very little unless he killed an extremely large number of cultivators. Even killing off all of the Never-Ending Clan members in the army camp wouldn't have much effect.

That old fogey thinks too highly of me. He actually activated all Soul Conduits to search for me… This gave Wang Baole a headache as he felt a strong sense of losing his capital. This caused his mood to become as terrible as his previous expression. But within the army camp, he still carried out his plan cautiously. He broke off five fingers and formed five avatars. He gave four of them a black dagger and made each of them kill a Never-Ending Clan member and transmogrify into their appearance. He made them carry self-exploding beads and had them place the beads everywhere around the army camp.

As for Wang Baole's essence body, it kept pondering while feeling very horrible. In the end, he went to the storehouse of the army camp. The place was considered a place of strategic importance and was guarded by two perfected stage Nascent Souls. The storehouse itself was also defended by array formations. Hence, they wouldn't be worried about losing anything. But to Wang Baole, the defenses didn't pose a problem.

He walked towards the storehouse while assuming the appearance of the late-stage Spirit Immortal elder, so no one dared to block him. Very quickly, he entered the storehouse using the special qualities of his essence body and saw the almost infinite amount of resources placed within it!

When Wang Baole saw those resources, he inhaled, and his eyes became as wide as saucers. Even his mind was shaking. This was despite him being considered quite knowledgeable after his battles.

Truly… the sheer amount of resources in the storehouse and their value was unable to be calculated by Wang Baole despite him only taking a sweeping glance. So his eyes couldn't help but turn red, and he quickly started looting. It didn't matter even when his storage bracelet and storage bags could no longer hold any more items, as the storehouse also had storage items. Just like that, after fifteen minutes, and when Wang Baole had hundreds of storage Dharmic Artifacts on his body, he finally moved all of the items in the storehouse.

I'm more suited to plundering after all… Staring at the empty storehouse, Wang Baole's eyes shone. At that moment, he didn't feel like killing anymore. He turned around to leave the storehouse and the army camp.

But just as Wang Baole was about to walk out of the storehouse, his expression suddenly changed. One of his avatars that had transmogrified into a Never-Ending Clan member sent a piece of information—the real late-stage Spirit Immortal Never-Ending Clan elder had returned!

That caused Wang Baole's eyes to narrow as he charged out of the storehouse rapidly. At that moment, only one perfected stage Nascent Soul was left out of the original two. Wang Baole didn't know where the other went and had no time to check. His eyes flashed, and not giving the perfected stage Nascent Soul Never-Ending Clan member time to react, he turned into mist and swept past his body.

The Never-Ending Clan member melted. When the mist gathered in the next moment, Wang Baole had already taken on the Never-Ending Clan member's appearance. As he flew rapidly out of the army camp, a long rainbow appeared in the sky and descended upon the army camp, bringing with it a heaven-shaking aura!

The one that arrived was the Never-Ending Clan's late-stage Spirit Immortal elder. His expression was even gloomier than that of Wang Baole, and it seemed as though his anger had already reached a maximum. With just a gentle touch, he seemed able to blast and kill everything.

As for the disturbances in his cultivation, it appeared to be unstable, as though it was forcefully suppressed. That was because after he gave chase previously, he felt something amiss the moment he saw the pig-masked man. After he killed it, he noticed that he had fallen for a trap. As he sped away frantically, he got ambushed by four Spirit Immortal Descenders. In their battle, he killed two while the other two escaped. Meanwhile, he had also suffered heavy injuries.

It was just that his injuries weren't as serious as they looked now. He continued searching for the pig-masked man to no avail afterward, then headed straight for the army camp.

He felt that the darned pig head could have lured him away and hid in the army camp. Although he didn't find anything amiss with a sweep of his Divine Sense, considering Wang Baole's transformation ability, he instinctively felt that he might have been cheated.

In fact, on the way back, he had already analyzed it. If the pig-masked man was really hiding in the army camp, then he probably wanted to ambush him aside from wanting to kill. So… he purposely revealed his injuries. That was because, under his analysis, after his injured self returned to the army camp, whoever was closer was a greater suspect!

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Chapter 818: Sneak Attack!

With that thought in mind, the late-stage Spirit Immortal realm Never-Ending Clan cultivator quickened his pace and landed in the camp. His return sent waves of confusion, suspicion, and anxiety rippling across the Never-Ending Clan army. The cultivators wondered what was going on… The last commander had just returned, and now, another one had made his appearance.

How were they to know which was the authentic one and which was the fake? It'd be fine if the previous one were the real commander, but if the real deal were to be the latter, then they were going to be in serious trouble!

Similar thoughts appeared in everyone's minds. The crowd was filled with anxiety and nervousness. The late-stage Spirit Immortal realm elder immediately caught the shifts in their expressions, and a sense of foreboding uncurled inside him.

"Could it be that…" His breathing quickened, and he unleashed his Divine Sense and activated his late-stage Spirit Immortal realm cultivation. Spirit energy swept outward like raging tornadoes as he growled.

"Did the pig-head disguise himself as me and enter the camp?" The sudden unleashing of his cultivation and his questioning tone erased all suspicions from everyone's minds. They recalled that the previous commander hadn't displayed such power at all. The realization sent shudders through their bodies.

Shock rippled through the crowd. Amongst them were Wang Baole's avatars. They had similar looks of disbelief and horror on their faces. Wang Baole's main avatar, conjured via his essence technique, was hidden in the crowd as well. He stood near the Spirit Immortal realm elder. Uneasiness and hesitation colored his face. He seemed as if he had something to say to the elder. He lifted one foot up, intent to make his way to the elder, and extend his greetings.

Before Wang Baole could make further moves, a Never-Ending Clan cultivator nearby appeared to recall something after experiencing the burst of power from the Spirit Immortal realm elder and hearing what he had asked the army. The look on his face darkened. He cried out, then quickly approached the elder. His moaning didn't stop as he made his way towards the elder.

"Commander, someone took on your appearance and entered the warehouse earlier. He…" The late-stage Spirit Immortal realm elder twisted his head around swiftly before the cultivator could finish what he had planned to say, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes. He raised his right palm and struck suddenly, as swift as a flash of lightning!

The force behind the blow was incredible. The sudden release of late-stage Spirit Immortal realm cultivation sent the heavens and earth shuddering. Winds started howling as clouds rolled back. A power that could level mountains gathered and formed a handprint that landed on the perfected Nascent Soul realm Never-Ending Clan cultivator.

The attack had come too swiftly and had descended with incredible power. Even Wang Baole would have struggled to evade it. As for the Nascent Soul realm cultivator, he stood no chance at all. They had been standing too near each other when the elder had attacked swiftly and without mercy.

A thunderous boom reverberated in the skies. The perfected Nascent Soul realm cultivator didn't even get the chance to scream out before his body was crushed, and his flesh was turned to dust. His body and soul were utterly destroyed!

Even his blood turned to dust under the force of the attack!

The scene sent shock rippling through the minds of every Never-Ending Clan cultivator who was present. They stepped away from the elder instantly. Wang Baole widened his eyes and gasped. Luckily, he hadn't reached the elder in time. His avatars hadn't approached the elder either. Even though he might be able to survive a slap from the elder, it would still leave him with some serious injuries.

He's merciless. He doesn't even care if it's one of his own. He'll kill them just the same! Wang Baole gasped. A dark look had settled on the late-stage Spirit Immortal realm elder's face. He had just realized that the cultivator he killed wasn't an avatar of the pig-head or the pig-head himself. He had been a member of the Never-Ending Clan.

The resentment and frustration inside him grew, and his anger spiked. It was then that an idea flashed across Wang Baole's mind. He immediately sent one of his avatars towards the elder. The avatar raced towards the latter with a mournful look on his face, then fell to his knees and started wailing.

"Commander, please, calm down. This isn't an oversight or weakness on our part. It's the d*mn pig-head. He transformed into you and then proceeded to… empty the entire warehouse."

"What did you just say?" The elder's eyes bulged when he heard that. He marched right up to Wang Baole's avatar, his eyeballs looking like they were ready to pop out of his head. He was clearly extremely affected by what he had just heard.

The sheer thought of being robbed of their military resources sent spikes of pain through his heart. He growled and sent his Divine Sense surging outward again, extending them towards the warehouse. He needed to see it with his own spiritual eyes.

It was then that Wang Baole's avatar looked up suddenly, a black dagger appearing in his hand. If not for the fact that everyone could see it clearly with their eyes, no one would've realized or registered its sudden appearance. Wang Baole's avatar plunged the dagger straight into the elder's thigh!

The strange dagger self-destructed and, with the force of the explosion, blew apart the protections enveloping the elder and pierced straight into his physical body. Poison surged into the elder's body through the wound. Everything had happened so quickly that no one had been prepared for it at all. The late-stage Spirit Immortal realm elder's eyes widened with shock and fury, and rage erupted from his person as he turned his face skyward and howled furiously. He unleashed his full cultivation, summoning a tornado that enveloped Wang Baole's avatar.

The attack turned Wang Baole's avatar to dust, and an uproar swept across the crowd of Never-Ending Clan cultivators around the elder. Wang Baole's primary avatar, the one he had first created with his essence technique, stood amongst the other Never-Ending Clan cultivators, looking equally stunned and furious. The elder continued howling, and his cultivation-powered tornadoes continued rampaging within the hall. As everyone descended into frenzied madness, a series of loud explosions suddenly sounded in the air.

The earth seemed to be swaying, the camp shaking. The sound of explosions rose from multiple locations, the force of which rippled across the camp. Multiple waves of spirit energy collided and merged into greater waves of spirit energy, culminating in an incredible force that sent the earth shaking and the skies quaking. Four army spheres blew apart and plunged from the skies, shattering upon impact as they crashed to the ground!

The camp descended into unprecedented chaos. Amidst the chaos, a Never-Ending Clan cultivator rushed towards the late-stage Spirit Immortal realm cultivator with an anxious look on his face. While the latter was still reeling back in shock at the destruction caused by the series of explosions around him and from the destruction of multiple army spheres, the Never-Ending Clan cultivator pulled out a black dagger and lunged straight at the Spirit Immortal realm cultivator.

"Another sneak attack?" The Spirit Immortal realm elder snapped his head back. His eyes were glimmering with murder as he shot his right hand out and caught the attacker. It was then that another Never-Ending Clan cultivator came charging at him, whipping out another black dagger and thrusting it towards him!

That was hardly the end of it. Some distance away, a fourth Never-Ending Clan cultivator turned raving mad all of a sudden. Instead of charging at the elder and attempting to assassinate him, he turned the other way and started running. He was trying to escape amidst the chaos that had descended upon the camp.

The series of shocking events sent the other Never-Ending Clan cultivators reeling. They were still in the midst of a stunned daze. They had just witnessed repeated assassination attempts, followed by an attempted escape. They howled furiously and started going after the cultivator who was trying to escape without even thinking.

The elder had crushed the avatar that he had caught earlier and had similarly exterminated the third avatar that had tried to creep up on him. He looked up and stared at the back of the cultivator currently running away in the distance… Never-Ending Clan cultivators were charging past him in pursuit. Suddenly, a Never-Ending Clan cultivator in their midst pulled out a black dagger and thrust it at the elder!

The sneak attack caught the elder by surprise, despite the latter being on guard. The dagger sliced into his arm. The elder lifted his face skyward and unleashed a terrifying roar as fresh poison flooded into his body.

"I'm going to kill you!" He no longer cared if he was killing his own. Tornadoes rose around him and wiped out all Never-Ending Clan cultivators that dared come near him. All that remained in a thousand-foot radius around him was blood and death. The elder charged out and started going after the escaping cultivator. The remaining Never-Ending Clan cultivators reeled back in horror at the mass destruction that had just occurred. No one dared to approach the elder.

Wang Baole's primary avatar was still hidden amongst these cultivators. The earlier five avatars had been lesser avatars, those of his primary avatar. His primary avatar had a look of terror on his face. He was quivering in fear and shock alongside his comrades. Privately though, Wang Baole was brimming with a sense of smugness. The Spirit Immortal realm Never-Ending Clan cultivator might be powerful, but he wasn't very smart. Wang Baole secretly formed a hand seal.

The remaining self-exploding beads that he had hidden in the camp… exploded instantly. The explosions shook the heavens and earth. Three army spheres caved in and went crashing to the ground. This appeared to be an attempt to stop the Spirit Immortal realm cultivator from continuing his pursuit…

The Spirit Immortal realm cultivator became increasingly relentless in the face of the increasing number of obstacles in his way. He had thrown everything to the wind in his pursuit and thus caught up instantly!

"Die!"

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Chapter 819: Save Me One More Time, Father-In-Law!

Wang Baole's primary avatar narrowed his eyes as he blended in effortlessly with the Never-Ending Clan cultivators around him. While the latter were spreading out and chasing after another one of his avatars, he was retreating discreetly, waiting for the right moment to take on another disguise and make his escape.

He knew that even though the late-stage Spirit Immortal realm elder was currently wounded and poisoned, the injuries that he had sustained were still minor. He hadn't been weakened to an extent where Wang Baole could confidently beat him in a fight.

Even if Wang Baole were to make use of the curse that the Flame Patriarch had given him, he still foresaw a tough battle ahead of him. Wang Baole assessed his odds, then eyed the look of fury on his enemy's face. The elder looked ready to eat him alive. He eventually decided to not take the risk, even though he hadn't yet killed as much as the Demonic Eye Art required of him. Besides, he still had to think of the entire army camp's worth of resources that he had on him. He decided to leave with what he had already gotten. That was the safest way out.

"I'll spare your life this time!" Wang Baole said. He didn't think that he was running away from a fight. Not really. He was about to make his escape when the late-stage Spirit Immortal realm elder's Divine Sense came sweeping across the area from a distance. It enveloped the entire area and formed an overwhelming force that momentarily froze Wang Baole in place.

In the distance, the late-stage Spirit Immortal realm cultivator had just sent his palm smashing into the ground, crushing Wang Baole's fifth avatar. The elder then snapped his head back as he hovered in mid-air. His eyes glimmered with murder as he surveyed the army of Never-Ending Clan cultivators before him.

His army of Never-Ending Clan warriors shuddered as they caught the madness glowing in his eyes. They could tell that their commander was treading a thin line now, straddling the line between sanity and complete madness. Their breathing stuttered at the murderous glint in his eyes, and they could feel death breathing down their necks.

Their instincts were right. The Spirit Immortal realm elder could no longer differentiate between friend and foe. He couldn't tell which was a true Never-Ending Clan cultivator and which was the cursed pig-head disguised as one. He didn't know how many avatars the pig-head had planted in his army.

But his instincts were telling him that his enemy… was right there, hidden amongst his people!

And the best way to find him was to kill everyone. That was the surest way to find his enemy. But doing that… was just pure madness. He might be blind with fury and teetering on the edge of insanity, but this was something that he wasn't yet prepared to do.

There was something else. His enemy seemed to have the ability to transform himself into a dead body as well. That meant… that he might still fail to find the d*mned pig-head even after killing everyone.

Unless… he destroyed everything. If he were to destroy the entire camp and everything within miles of the camp, he would surely be able to get his hands on the pig-head!

The thought festered inside the elder's mind. The glint of violence in his eyes hardened as the murderous aura around him intensified. The Never-Ending Clan cultivators around him began to tremble. They could tell that something horrible was going to happen. Rage and helplessness washed over them. Wang Baole stood amongst them, his heart racing rapidly.

This is impossible. Has this old man lost his mind? He's not going to destroy his entire army just to kill me, is he… I haven't done anything so bad as to warrant that, have I… Wang Baole was no longer so confident of himself. The fear in his eyes was genuine now. The gears in his head spun furiously as he considered his options and how he was going to get out of this alive.

Amidst Wang Baole's panicking, as the other Never-Ending Clan cultivators trembled in fear, the Spirit Immortal realm elder suddenly let loose a mindless, crazed howl and stretched his right hand into the sky.

Oh no! Horror flashed across Wang Baole's face while shock filled the looks of the Never-Ending Clan cultivators around him. They retreated instinctively, and many of them started wailing.

"Commander, please, calm down!"

"Commander, we just have to wait another two hours. The Descenders will leave then. Please… don't act rashly!"

Their words fell on deaf ears. The elder's eyes were red with madness, and his face was contorted with fury. The look on his face said that he had gone over the edge and that he was going all out to kill the enemy. His upraised hand swooped through the air, and a handprint smashed into the ground.

The attack didn't land on the army of Never-Ending Clan cultivators. Instead, it had landed right smack in the middle of their camp. The blow sent cracks splintering across the ground, and winds whipped in the air and swept across the land, sending Never-Ending Clan cultivators stumbling back. The earth groaned and creaked as the ground caved in. Then, from the crack of the earth emerged… all of a sudden, a coffin!

The coffin appeared to be black at first glance. However, a closer look would reveal that it wasn't black at all but the color of dried blood, a dark purple that stained the entire coffin. Cracks started appearing on the coffin, and they swiftly increased in number until the coffin finally broke apart moments later!

A terrifying roar thundered in the air as a skinless corpse climbed out of the coffin!

"The Heavenly Dao Blessings!"

"That's… our camp's Heavenly Dao Blessings!" Gasps of shock rose into the air as soon as the Never-Ending Clan army caught sight of the corpse. The late-stage Spirit Immortal realm elder might have lost his mind, but he hadn't reached the stage where he was willing to slaughter his entire army. He knew that he would be as good as dead if he did that.

In the eyes of the Never-Ending Clan, such an act would amount to an unforgivable crime. This was a price he wasn't willing to pay to kill one man. But his hate for the pig-headed Wang Baole had reached a feverish peak as well. That had been why he had chosen to destroy the camp's Heavenly Dao Blessings!

Every planetary level military camp in the Never-Ending Clan was given its own coffin. During times of crisis, destroying this coffin would unleash a spell that would affect every clan member within a certain radius. The spell acted like a form of blessing as well as a means of teleportation, sending these clan members to the nearest location under the Never-Ending Clan's control.

Few knew its origins. They only knew its name, and it was called… Heavenly Dao Blessings!

It was something that should only be unleashed as a last resort!

The late-stage Spirit Immortal realm elder thought that this was exactly the kind of situation that warranted the use of the Heavenly Dao Blessings as a last resort. He was going to use it to kill the cursed pig-head who had stolen the army's supplies and caused such great damage to the camp.

He was going to use the Heavenly Dao Blessings' unique feature to search the area… and find those whom the coffin didn't recognize as clan members. The person who failed the coffin's test would be the pig-head in disguise. If no one fit the bill, then he was just going to destroy the entire place after the coffin had teleported every clan member away safely.

Everything was being put swiftly into motion as the elder ran through his plan in his head. Immediately after the elder had summoned the coffin and the skinless corpse had emerged howling, the latter split apart without any warning. Beams of red light erupted from the corpse's body and streamed towards the Never-Ending Clan cultivators around the corpse.

The beams of red light moved so quickly that none of the Never-Ending Clan cultivators could dodge in time. Within seconds, the light had fallen on the forehead of every Never-Ending Clan cultivator. It transformed into a mark on their foreheads, released a teleportation spell, and sent them away.

The same thing nearly happened to the late-stage Spirit Immortal realm elder. However, he managed to interrupt the teleportation forcibly with his powerful cultivation. He allowed his Divine Sense to flood the lands and lock down the area as he searched for whoever was left behind.

Shock overtook Wang Baole. He hadn't expected something like that from his enemy. With no time left to think, he activated his essence technique and tried to conjure a red mark on his forehead. But this time… the essence technique, which had always done what he had instructed it to, failed to conjure anything up… It wasn't a match for the corpse's powerful spell. This was the first time it had failed Wang Baole!

Wang Baole reeled back in shock. There was no time for him to come up with a strategy, so he immediately started chanting the Dao Scripture under his breath!

The late-stage Spirit Immortal realm elder's gaze landed on Wang Baole!

Their eyes met. If looks could kill, Wang Baole would have died from the murderous look the Never-Ending Clan elder was giving him. The elder radiated pure madness and violence.

"You're the one!" His voice echoed in the air as he charged. The force of his charge left storms in his wake, which swept across the lands and destroyed everything in their path. Only complete destruction could appease the endless hatred he had towards the cursed pig-headed man.

Wang Baole grimaced. Regardless, he didn't hesitate at all when faced with the enemy's sudden charge. He retreated instantly. The time he had gained during his retreat allowed the Dao Scripture's power… to descend upon the planet!

Wang Baole turned his head suddenly, and pride and defiance glimmered in his eyes as he shouted into the skies.

"Save me, Father-in-law!"

Boom, boom, boom!

The skies were transformed. Winds howled as clouds rolled back. In that instant, the entire planet shuddered. The Never-Ending Clan elder reeled back in shock. The Flame Patriarch, who was observing the battle from a distant part of the cosmos, almost choked on a flame fruit. His eyes widened. They had never been so big. He got to his feet instantly, gasping in shock as incredulity shone in his eyes.

"This aura…"

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Chapter 820: A Murderous Aura!

One might imagine the shock that the late-stage Spirit Immortal realm Never-Ending Clan elder was feeling compared to the surprise that had overtaken the Flame Patriarch. The Never-Ending Clan elder was thunderstruck. Horror flooded his mind as his organs were crushed under the weight of all that power. His soul felt like it might rip apart at any moment.

The sudden aura that had descended upon the planet was so powerful that it sent tremors rippling across the entire world. It was as if something in the deepest end of the universe had suddenly awoken and was making its way towards them. That was the feeling that seized the Never-Ending Clan elder. It was what Wang Baole felt too.

Please don't wake up for real… Wang Baole prayed fervently. Ever since the last time he had chanted the Dao Scripture and felt the overwhelming power the chanting had summoned, he had tried to keep himself from using it again. He was worried that if he continued using it during battle, he was going to awaken the presence that was slumbering at the other end of the universe one day.

Of course, he hadn't been left with much choice this time. As everyone remained stunned by his sudden call for his father-in-law, Wang Baole quickly turned tail and escaped into the distance at full speed. He disappeared with a single bound and reappeared tens of thousands of miles in the distance. Then, without even a moment of rest, he did that again!

The Never-Ending Clan elder trembled as he watched Wang Baole escape. He dared not give chase. The sudden aura that had descended upon them was too powerful, and he felt like an ant in its presence. A single thought from the powerful presence would flatten him. It caused fear and awe to swell inside of him. Besides… he had heard what Wang Baole had said.

He had called for his father-in-law to save him. Icy fear coursed through the Never-Ending Clan elder's blood as he considered what those words meant. As he stood immobilized by fear, Wang Baole was sprinting away from him as quickly as possible. They were already separated by more than a thousand kilometers.

Everything happened almost instantly. Within five seconds, Wang Baole had uttered the Dao Scripture, unleashed its power, and then made a run for it. The immense power of the scripture gradually faded away as Wang Baole escaped. Soon, it was as if it had never appeared at all. The late-stage Spirit Immortal realm elder was momentarily stunned when he sensed its complete disappearance. Then, a dark look settled on his face, and a raging fury set his eyes aflame. He had never been so mad with rage.

"You tricked me!" The realization that the earlier powerful presence had been an illusion that his enemy had conjured dawned on him. It had been an extremely convincing illusion, but Wang Baole's continued escape after that was proof that everything had been a setup.

The feeling of being duped yet again sent the Never-Ending Clan elder howling at the skies. His hair was loose and in disarray. With a sudden swoop, his right hand grabbed the corpse that had been summoned through the Heavenly Dao Blessings and cast a spell that Wang Baole had never heard of. The corpse's eyes opened wide as flames enveloped it, burning it down to a red thread. Soon, remnants of its final blessings faded away as the red thread merged into the abyss. The leader took a step forward and chased after the red thread. His eyes were washed aglow with murder, while the aura of violence surrounded him. At this point, he no longer cared if he were to kill his own people by mistake, as there was only one thought in his mind.

It was… to dice the cursed pig-head into a million pieces. There was no way he was going to move on if he didn't. The thought would haunt him and affect his cultivation!

While the Never-Ending Clan elder chased after Wang Baole, the Flame Patriarch, who had been observing the fight through Wang Baole's mask, was still recovering from his earlier bout of shock. He remained solemn even after sensing the disappearance of the presence that had been summoned by Wang Baole's scripture. Compared to the Never-Ending Clan elder, he didn't think that he had somehow been tricked. His eyes were wide as he looked up slowly—not at the planet that Wang Baole was currently on but into the depths of the universe.

He was staring straight at the source of that unimaginably terrifying power, or so his guts were telling him.

"There lies… a world beyond the Never-Ending Dao Domain!" the Flame Patriarch murmured to himself, then fell silent.

"One has to be at least at the Universe realm in order to summon such power from the outer domain… Can't forget the fact that he has Chen Qing's essence technique. This kid…" The Flame Patriarch retracted his gaze after a moment. Then, he turned his eyes towards the screen in front of him and looked at Wang Baole with a look of consideration.

Something else had stirred when Wang Baole had uttered the Dao Scripture. Lying deep underground on the main Divine Eye planet, inside a huge coffin, on Wang Baole's true form, the mask in which Little Missy was dwelling trembled slightly. It seemed to be showing signs of waking up too.

Wang Baole was oblivious to what was going on with the Flame Patriarch and Little Missy. He had been widening the distance between him and the Never-Ending Clan elder for some time, but he could still feel a sense of danger tugging at him. He shifted and reappeared in the distance, then did it again. The sense of danger didn't abate. It persisted even after he used his essence technique and took on another guise. The feeling of being targeted didn't weaken. In fact, it intensified instead.

What's going on? Wang Baole grew uneasy. He sprinted away again, narrowing his eyes and forming a series of hand seals with both hands. Then, with a wave of his hands, a loud boom thundered in the heavens as he unleashed the full power of his Demonic Eye Art. Instead of being activated inside his body, an enormous black eye appeared behind Wang Baole. The dark eye emanated a cold, dispassionate aura. It widened under Wang Baole's instructions, then turned itself onto Wang Baole.

A transformation came over Wang Baole. With the aid of the Demonic Eye Art, he could now see a thin red thread that had appeared out of nowhere and was now stuck on him!

It seemed to be growing out of his body, extending outward and into the abyss.

Wang Baole's heart rose to his throat, and the gears in his head started spinning furiously. He knew very well that he wasn't going to be able to escape as long as the thread remained bound to him. Sooner or later, his enemy was going to catch up to him. He had only two options before him.

He could continue to run, to try and gain more time until the two hours were up. The mission would end then, and his mask would teleport him to safety.

Or, he could… stand and fight to the death. If he won… Wang Baole had a feeling that the fight was going to help him break through his current cultivation realm. If he lost, though, then that would be the end for him!

He didn't spend much time on his decision. Ferocity and madness lit Wang Baole's eyes. He had gone for the second option without hesitation. With the first option, there was a great chance that he might not be able to outrun his enemy until the time was up. A fight would be inevitable if his enemy caught up with him.

He would rather not be forced to battle after exhausting himself from all that running… He would very much rather attack now and fight to his last breath!

Let's do this! A glint of mad violence entered Wang Baole's eyes. He stopped running, turned around, and dispelled the illusion he had cast over himself. The pig-headed mask appeared over his face as he raised his right hand and formed a hand seal. Then, he followed the instructions that the Flame Patriarch had told him and unleashed the curse resting inside the mask!

Time was needed to set the curse. Wang Baole didn't have the luxury of time, but he had enough to release the curse. Blood veins began to surface on the mask as he continued performing a series of hand seals. They grew in number, filling the entire mask and finally forming a blood-red flower over it!

It was a seven-petaled flower, and on each petal, a faint imprint of a human face could be seen. Together, they showed the full range of core human emotions—from joy to anger, then sorrow, followed by bliss. It was a disconcerting sight to behold. There were two dark holes on the mask where one's eyes should be, and Wang Baole's eyes shone brightly through the openings.

Wang Baole made sure that his curse was ready to be released, then lifted his left hand into the air, forming another hand seal. A black eye, summoned via the Demonic Eye Art, appeared behind him.

He wasn't done yet, as this wasn't enough. A thought popped into his head, and black flames erupted from his person and rose to the skies. The Dark Fire!

He was ready now. Wang Baole steadied his breathing and focused. His eyes were bright with a murderous glint. The curse that was going to weaken his enemy's cultivation was like divine power from the heavens. With it, he could move planets and shift stars!

The destructive power of his Demonic Eye Art held the strength of the earth. With it, he held power akin to a mighty, monstrous army!

The madness and violence coursing through Wang Baole's blood was proof of man's will. With it, he would drain the earth of its seas and flood the heavens!

A soundless explosion erupted around Wang Baole, the force of its aftershock lashing at him, sweeping clouds back and sending tremors through the earth. Somehow… he had unwittingly set up the stage for a deadly battle!

A mysterious atmosphere settled over the battlefield, one which Wang Baole seemed oblivious to. The late-stage Spirit Immortal realm elder who had been charging towards Wang Baole should have sensed it, but someone had interfered with his senses. He had been blocked off and couldn't sense the hidden danger ahead of him!

That someone was the Flame Patriarch, who was watching Wang Baole. He had seen Wang Baole make his choice. After all that he had seen from Wang Baole, the Flame Patriarch couldn't help the sense of growing approval he felt towards him, his eyes shining with praise.

"Even if we disregard any connections he has with the outer domain and with Chen Qing… that boldness of his alone is worthy of praise. That's why… I'll help you just this once. Let's see if you can make something of this chance. It'll be the start of many opportunities to come if you succeed this time."

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Chapter 821: The Blood Flower Blooms!

The death trap was inexplicable and mysterious. It appeared to bind Wang Baole's spirit energy and consciousness together and weave the two with the natural energies of the planet. The result was an invisible and intense power permeating the air that threatened to slay everything within sight!

This power was invisible to one's eyes but could be perceived through a sweep of one's Divine Sense. No walls stood around Wang Baole, yet the winds stopped right outside the battlefield that he had set up. Without the winds blowing, no dust could drift in and settle on the ground either. The battlefield had somehow been sealed and cordoned off from the rest of the world.

It had transformed into a domain of its own!

Wang Baole couldn't have done that alone. Even if luck happened to be on his side, even if he were to achieve resonance between his will to kill and the power in his spells, it would still be almost impossible for him to unleash enough power to make his own domain. But… the pig-headed mask he had on him was no ordinary mask. The death trap that had been laid and the violence-filled power in the air… were all mainly due to the mask!

Should the strange violence in the air unleash its full power, its force would send the heavens and earth quaking. Skies would be drained of their natural colors, and winds would howl while clouds rolled back. The stage would be set for someone's inevitable death!

Just as the Flame Patriarch had said, he had just helped Wang Baole out. The favor that he had extended didn't start then, it had begun since he had his eyes on Wang Baole. In fact… he had done the crucial deed of interfering with the Never-Ending Clan elder's Divine Sense so that the elder remained oblivious to the death trap until he had stepped into it. He had also made the elder forget some things that he shouldn't forget.

An enormous demonic eye appeared behind Wang Baole, its sight on the entire battlefield around him. Dark Fire rose around him and flooded the battlefield like a sea of black flames. Wang Baole looked strange and terrifying to behold, a harbinger of death. The flower that was sprawled across his mask appeared to come alive. It began to blossom!

As it reached full bloom, as Wang Baole stood ready and waiting, as every weapon in his arsenal was locked and loaded, every spell and mystic technique charged for an attack at full blast… a spatial distortion appeared above the empty field a hundred and forty feet ahead of him. Without any warning, the late-stage Spirit Immortal realm cultivator, the commander of the Never-Ending Clan army, emerged from the vortex.

His face emerged from the vortex first and was followed by his body. As his features and the outline of his form grew increasingly distinct, he took one step forward and prepared to charge!

Everything had happened in the blink of an eye, from the appearance of the spatial distortion to the Never-Ending Clan elder's entrance.

As a late-stage Spirit Immortal realm cultivator, the Never-Ending Clan elder had his own bag of tricks. Just as his foot was about to land on the ground, his eyes suddenly widened. He realized how strange and different Wang Baole looked. The black eye looming at Wang Baole's back, the black flames burning around them like hellfire, and the strange and terrifying flower shimmering on his face—everything the Never-Ending Clan elder saw made his heart skip a beat.

It was then that an unimaginably strong sense of danger erupted in his head. It felt as if the heavens were collapsing on him, and as if the earth had just risen under his feet. It felt as if the two were moving towards each other rapidly like two palms in a clap, heading towards him in a loud and terrifying smack.

His heart stuttered, and fear and shock flashed across his face. He was filled with disbelief. His Divine Sense was telling him that he should leave immediately. What unsettled him was the lack of any warning signs before this sudden explosion of danger assaulting his senses.

Someone's interfering with my Divine Sense and playing with my mind. All this while, I've forgotten about… the curse that's hiding inside the Descender's mask!

An unprecedented sense of danger enveloped him. His heart raced as he retreated hastily, but it was too late. An icy glint had flashed in Wang Baole's eyes as soon as the late-stage Spirit Immortal realm elder had appeared in the domain. In the next moment, the mysterious flower on Wang Baole's mask exploded!

"Demonic eye, draw out his pain!" Wang Baole yelled. The heavens and earth shuddered, the winds started howling, and the clouds boiled in the skies. The enormous black eye looming behind Wang Baole had barely been open a moment ago… Yet, upon hearing Wang Baole's command, it snapped wide open!

A soundless roar reverberated in the skies as the elder's reflection appeared inside the black eye. Instantly, the elder could feel hundreds of thousands of lightning bolts exploding in his head.

Shock vibrated through his violently shuddering body as he realized that his body… had become bound by an invisible force. He was immobilized, unable to budge a single inch!

That wasn't the end of it.

He stood bound and reeling in shock as an agonizing pain shot through his right palm. It had been crushed to bits during his earlier fight with Wang Baole, but it had fully regenerated after the fight. At present… it felt as if the pain that the elder had suffered and forced aside was being drawn to the surface.

This wasn't what the Demonic Eye Art was meant for. However, as a form of spell, the binding effect that the Demonic Eye Art had on the enemy affected the latter's whole person. As the spell spread, injuries that had been suppressed or weren't fully healed would be revealed under the all-seeing eye of the Demonic Eye Art!

"D*mn it!" Agony and fury flashed across the Never-Ending Clan elder's face. He quickly unleashed his cultivation in an attempt to free himself. At the same time, the looming sense of danger that he had been feeling was getting increasingly stronger and fueling his unease.

Because of the difference in their levels of cultivation, the spell could only hold the elder frozen for a moment. But… Wang Baole was clearly ready to fight to the death. As he roared, blood veins appeared in the enormous demonic eye looming at his back. The demonic eye seemed to be unleashing its full power, giving all that it had to sustain the bind over the elder!

As the Never-Ending Clan elder fought to free himself, Wang Baole thrust his right hand into the air and pointed skywards without any hesitation.

"Dark Fire, draw the poison out!"

The sea of black fire around them rose to the skies, and fiery waves began circling the elder rapidly, transforming into a fiery tornado. It was like watching a dragon spiraling into the air, roaring as it spewed Dark Fire—a deadly fire that seemed capable of turning everything to ashes—into the sky!

Because of Wang Baole's level of cultivation, his Dark Fire wasn't yet powerful enough to kill the late-stage Spirit Immortal realm cultivator. However, the Dark Fire contained the power of death, and therein lay the key to this attack. While of a different source, this poison shared similarities with the poison Wang Baole had lined his black daggers with. In fact, Wang Baole had intentionally fused a little bit of Dark Fire with the black daggers that his avatars had injured the elder with.

The eruption of the Dark Fire instantly activated the poison that the Never-Ending Clan elder had been suppressing all along!

The rampant surge of poison in his body brought streaks of black to the surface of the Never-Ending Clan elder's skin. These black streaks seemed alive. As they swam across his skin, his blood and flesh began to rot. The rotting flesh spread across his body, and the various places conjoined with one another to form a seal of poison!

"No!" Shock and terror flashed across the Never-Ending Clan elder's face as an unimaginable sense of danger erupted in his head. Every cell in his body was screaming, shrieking mindlessly at him to run away immediately. If he didn't… he was going to die!

The threat of death wasn't coming from the fierce pain in his right hand or the corrosive poison burning in his veins. It was coming… from the cursed pig-head in front of him and the blood-colored flower shimmering on his mask!

"I'm not accepting defeat!" The late-stage Spirit Immortal realm Never-Ending Clan elder howled madly. As he struggled, his two other heads and remaining four arms burst out of his body. He had been driven to reveal his true form!

It was… of no use!

"Release the curse!" Wang Baole's head snapped up suddenly. His eyes glowed with an intense ferocity as he roared and unleashed the divine power that was going to turn the tide of this battle!

The blood-colored flower on his mask shattered, morphing into countless blood-colored threads that streamed towards the late-stage Spirit Immortal realm elder at an impossible speed, appearing before him almost instantly. They transformed back into a flower that then landed on… the elder's face!

The curse exploded!

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Chapter 822: Battling a Spirit Immortal Realm Cultivator!

Horror filled the elder's eyes as the blood-red flower printed itself over his face. He couldn't stop his screams of terror and pain from piercing the air. Red mist started to rise from the imprint on his face, then more red mist began to stream out from his right hand.

It was a bizarre sight to behold. The two streams of mist flowed towards each other and formed a hideous-looking red dragon. It wasn't huge, was three-legged, and had one horn. Its form and the scales on its body were clearly defined. The blood-red dragon opened its jaws and transformed into a red sword that went swinging straight at the Never-Ending Clan elder's forehead.

It didn't matter what kind of barriers or protection the elder had in place, it circumvented them all. Every defense that the elder had fell apart with the red dragon around. The curse weakened his cultivation, which allowed it to unleash its full power without obstruction!

As the sword came slashing at the elder, his right hand, which had been previously injured during his battle with Wang Baole, started to rot. The pain in his screams intensified as the rotting persisted. At the same time, his cultivation began to show signs of instability, and his spirit energy wavered. As the red sword slashed right through him, his cultivation… plunged from the late-stage Spirit Immortal realm to the mid-stage Spirit Immortal realm!

It felt as if his cultivation had been forcibly and violently robbed from him. As it happened, the heavens and earth themselves seemed to be affected. But if one were to look more closely, they would realize that the curse wasn't as powerful as it appeared.

While the curse was indeed strong, the reason for its seeming prowess was the elder's weakened right hand. It had been destroyed once. Even though he had regenerated the hand again, he didn't have the luxury of time to heal it completely and had done so hastily. Even though it appeared fully healed, it was still suffering from its earlier injury.

Such an injury should have been insignificant, but the curse magnified the extent of the injury and fed on it. The result was the burst of power that allowed the spell to weaken the elder and drop his level of cultivation to the previous cultivation realm!

That wasn't the end of the spell. The blood-red flower on the elder's face exploded again amidst his screams of pain, spurting out thick clouds of red mist. Thicker clouds of mist began to stream out from other parts of the elder's body. They fused together with the mist that had been released from the mask and transformed into a second blood dragon!

The second blood dragon looked more hideous than the first. It morphed into a second sword as it roared and sent its blade descending on the elder's head!

The elder shuddered violently amidst a series of booming explosions. He couldn't dodge or block the attack, only able to watch helplessly as the blade fell and went through his body. His organs began to rot alongside the skin across his body, and he seemed to have shriveled within an instant. After, rotting flesh fell off his body, bursting into black mist!

The black mist came from the poison that Wang Baole had lined his black daggers and attacked the elder repeatedly with. The elder had suppressed the poison and stopped it from spreading, but he hadn't had the time to force it out of his body. The curse fed on the poison in his body now, erupting once again and sending his cultivation… plunging once more!

He went from the mid-stage Spirit Immortal realm to the early-stage Spirit Immortal realm, and an unprecedented wave of weakness washed over him. The feeling of his body being robbed of its strength and vitality made the elder shudder, while fear and horror filled his eyes.

An intense, unprecedented threat of death loomed over his head, and his trembling body retreated hurriedly. He no longer cared for anything except his escape, no longer having the will to fight.

But this was a battleground that Wang Baole had painstakingly set up. He had released the curse in the mask, the curse which could only be used once in the entire mission. He had brought out the biggest guns in his arsenal. How could he let his enemy escape so easily? He might have done that if his opponent were a late-stage Spirit Immortal realm cultivator. But he was now at the early-stage Spirit Immortal realm… He could win this fight!

In fact, he had to fight, and he had to win. He had to use everything that he had to kill his enemy. This was his only chance to do so. He knew very well that while the curse couldn't be reversed while it was in effect, it didn't mean that the outcome of the fight was set in stone. The curse only lasted for fifteen minutes.

Wang Baole wasn't confident that the curse could suppress the elder's extremely powerful cultivation for the full fifteen minutes. What he knew for sure was… that once his opponent recovered from the curse, he was going to be faced with a tough and deadly fight. He was going to be forced into a passive position. In fact, he might not be able to outrun his enemy and survive until the time for teleportation came.

That's why… I have to kill this old man! Wang Baole's eyes turned red as an aura of madness and murder erupted from his person and rose to the skies. He unleashed his full cultivation, not caring if he used up his full strength. The release of power sent winds whipping through the air as he leaped off the ground and dashed towards the elder, as swift as a lightning bolt.

He was moving so fast that he left thunderous booms and after images of himself trailing in his wake. Numerous doppelgangers of Wang Baole popped up instantly and then merged into a single Wang Baole standing in front of the Never-Ending Clan elder, his fist flying out in a hard punch.

Wang Baole put the full power of his cultivation behind that punch. Behind that blow was every bit of energy and will he had in him. It was powerful enough to send the heavens and earth shifting, the winds howling, and the clouds rolling back. But… his enemy was no ordinary character. Even though his cultivation had been weakened to the level of an early-stage Spirit Immortal realm cultivator, his true cultivation was at the late-stage Spirit Immortal realm. Therefore, hidden within him were wells of power.

Furthermore, he was still at the Spirit Immortal realm. After the brief shock that he had felt at Wang Baole's sudden charge at him, the elder suddenly thrust his left hand into the air. He stared at Wang Baole with eyes lined with red veins as he turned his left palm onto himself and smacked himself hard on his forehead.

A green light erupted from his forehead, enveloping the elder as Wang Baole approached and transforming into… a giant tree!

With its thick trunk and thick crown of leaves, the giant tree resembled the Japanese pagoda tree. An ancient aura surrounded the tree. Wang Baole's astute senses told him that this was a Dharmic Battleship that the elder had hidden inside his body.

An incredible protective barrier, one that the curse couldn't breach, formed around the elder as the Dharmic Battleship emerged. Wang Baole's fist seemed to be hitting air. A loud thud sounded upon impact, but nothing budged.

"You wretched creature, your desperate actions are a timely reminder. I recall that the curse that you Descenders are equipped with comes with a time limit!"

"It won't be long before the power of this curse fades away. When that happens, you're going to be begging me to kill you. I'm going to strip you of your skin and bones, set your soul aflame, and make you suffer without rest. I'll destroy your home planet and have you experience the pain of losing your entire clan!" Vengeance glimmered in the elder's eyes as he hid within the protective embrace of the giant tree. He had never experienced such humiliation and defeat since he had risen to the Spirit Immortal realm.

Wang Baole had driven him to unleash the Dharmic Battleship that he had been cultivating inside his body. He had been nurturing this Dharmic Battleship for thirty years, and based on the mystic technique that he had used to groom the Dharmic Battleship, he only needed another thirty years to upgrade it to the next level. The upgraded Dharmic Battleship would've helped him tremendously in his breakthrough to the Planet realm. But he had just unleashed the Dharmic Battleship. That was thirty years' effort down the drain. All that effort had gone to waste. How was he supposed to remain calm?

But his choice to unleash his Dharmic treasure had been a decisive one. He had other Dharmic treasures at his disposal, but he knew that they weren't as powerful as the Dharmic Battleship. He wanted to cement his chances at winning the battle!

"You wretched creature, let's see you try and break this!" The elder watched as the force of the attack sent Wang Baole stumbling back while the tree bark protecting his own body remained unharmed. He secretly released a sigh of relief. The resentment and hate in his eyes deepened. He began to activate the full power of his cultivation, planning to weaken the curse with attacks and end it prematurely.

He had underestimated the strength of Wang Baole's will, though. A vicious, violent look had entered Wang Baole's eyes the instant he had let loose those mocking words.

"You want to know how I'm going to break this? Let daddy show you how it's done!" Wang Baole roared as he staggered back from the attack. He planted his feet firmly on the ground, raised his right hand to the sky, and pointed heavenward before shouting once more.

"Dharmic Battleship!"

Shock flashed across the elder's face when he heard what Wang Baole had said. Wang Baole's blood-red dragonfly Dharmic Battleship descended from the heavens and appeared above the giant tree. Wang Baole's voice, tinged with madness, rang out in the air a second time.

"Self-destruct!"

The heavens quaked while the earth creaked and groaned. Wang Baole's Dharmic Battleship burst into instant flames, sending waves of spirit energy surging outwards. It was like watching a meteorite hurling through space and entering the planet's atmosphere, and now, it was headed right for the giant tree!

The force of the attack sent the heavens and earth shuddering. The clouds even began to boil as the planet rippled. Every cultivator from all corners of the planet was overwhelmed by awe and horror as their heads turned, unanimously, towards the region where the battle between Wang Baole and the elder was taking place!

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Chapter 823: An Intense Battle!

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"Impossible!" While Wang Baole screamed for his Dharmic Battleship to self-destruct, the elder's sound of disbelief also sounded. He remembered that the Dharmic Battleship had been heavily damaged previously. But right now, it looked almost fully repaired. Although it wasn't impossible to do so in such a short amount of time, the elder didn't think that Wang Baole could achieve that.

Without a doubt… the amount of resources and rare materials one needed to achieve that was hard to bear even for him. But obviously, such an impossible thing still happened. As the elder's expression changed in shock, Wang Baole's self-destructing Dharmic Battleship crashed into the elder's Dharmic Battleship tree.

The heavens and earth trembled. The heavens seemed about to collapse, while the earth split apart. Instantly, most of the Dharmic Battleship collapsed. Through that sacrifice, it created a giant hole in the tree. As the hole appeared, more and more cracks appeared on the tree until a silhouette suddenly charged out from within it.

That silhouette was the Never-Ending Clan elder. The fact that his Dharmic Battleship defense was broken through via a method that exceeded his imagination made him extremely scared in his heart. He also understood that he had to give his all in this battle. Truly, Wang Baole's determination made his scalp go numb.

As the Never-Ending Clan elder charged out, a cold glimmer shone in Wang Baole's eyes. His Thearch Armor transmogrified as he activated all of his Divine Justice Shields and charged out as well. He also raised his right hand and waved it. Immediately, numerous balls of black Dark Fire rumbled forth from the surroundings. As they gathered and engulfed the surroundings, a high temperature spread, and the stench of death became extremely intense. In that sea of fire, the two of them clashed.

Instantly, rumbles echoed, and the two kept attacking each other within the sea of fire. They hit each other hundreds of times in just a short period of time. Although Wang Baole wasn't a Spirit Immortal, he had the Thearch Armor and the reflection of the Divine Justice Shield. Moreover, he had gone into a frenzy and had intense killing intent. He wanted to kill the Spirit Immortal even if it meant getting injured himself. That way, he was actually equally matched with the Never-Ending Clan elder.

At the same time, because the disturbances were very strong in this place, and because a Dharmic Battleship self-destructed previously, the disturbances created spread towards the surroundings and caused many cultivators nearby to shudder with fear. Yet, they couldn't help but rush there to look.

As Wang Baole clashed with the Never-Ending Clan elder, there were already hundreds of silhouettes appearing in the surrounding distance one after another. They didn't dare go too close, so they could only watch the heaven-shaking and earth-rumbling battle with shock and disbelief.

"It's the army commander!"

"Wow, that pig-masked man… can actually hold his own against the army commander!"

"Why is there such a huge change in the army commander's cultivation!"

"Did you see that? There's even Dharmic Battleship debris beside them!" As disorderly inhales sounded, the surrounding crowd became even more shocked. At the same time, there were some Descenders who rushed there cautiously. While hidden, they watched the scene from afar. After noticing Wang Baole, their hearts all trembled.

On the one hand, they hated Wang Baole to the core. After all, the entire Never-Ending Clan's frenzied search previously affected them quite a lot. On the other hand, seeing Wang Baole actually fight a Spirit Immortal had a huge impact on them.

Also watching was the Flame Patriarch. Having watched from the start, right now, he was watching with gusto and with utmost concentration.

Towards all of the people watching, no matter whether Wang Baole knew them or not, he had no time to care about them. At that point, he focused all his attention on the Never-Ending Clan elder, and his killing intent grew stronger and stronger as he attacked.

If it continued on like that, it would be advantageous for the Never-Ending Clan elder. But the battlefield was chosen by Wang Baole. As the Dark Fire burning in the surroundings grew stronger, it dispersed more heat and burned the Never-Ending Clan elder even more. This affected the elder greatly. In the end, as Wang Baole weaved hand seals with both hands, the surrounding Dark Fire exploded forth and transmogrified into black flame fists, crashing towards the Never-Ending Clan elder.

Flame silhouettes were also transmogrified, and they kept circling around in the surroundings. The giant demonic eye behind Wang Baole also slowly opened again. It was as though its power of solidification was going to be reactivated.

All of that made the Never-Ending Clan elder shocked and anxious. That was especially so when he noticed that the curse on his body didn't dissipate. Instead, even stronger disturbances appeared. It seemed as though it was going to cut his cultivation down yet again. This threw the Never-Ending Clan elder into a complete frenzy. He no longer wished to fight and seemed to be preparing to retreat.

When the surrounding crowd saw that, they became even more shocked. After all, seeing Wang Baole clash with a Spirit Immortal and seeing the Dharmic Battleship debris beside them already made their souls tremble. But now, the Spirit Immortal actually appeared to be preparing to escape. Naturally, the awe and shock caused by this were even more intense.

And as the surrounding crowd's souls trembled, the Never-Ending Clan elder retreated while letting out a loud growl.

"Trying to run away?" The moment the elder retreated, Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and charged out suddenly. But the moment he charged out, a cold glimmer suddenly flashed between the eyes of the elder, who seemed to be escaping. All of his fear disappeared, and viciousness took its place. His body rumbled at that moment, and a second and third head appeared on his neck. On his body, another four arms poked out in an instant.

He had… exposed his Never-Ending Clan true body. It was supposed to have three heads and six arms, but one of his arms had been destroyed previously. So, his current true body had three heads and five arms!

"Never-Ending Seal!" The moment his true body transmogrified, the elder's body stopped. He weaved hand seals with five hands, and his three heads growled as he pointed towards Wang Baole. Instantly, a star map transmogrified in front of the elder. His five arms were like galaxies, and his three heads were like Eternal Stars. When they appeared, they caused the surrounding heaven and earth to warp. A wave of sealing force spread towards Wang Baole!

It all happened too quickly. In an instant, the seal landed directly on Wang Baole's body. But the moment its restraining power exploded forth, Wang Baole's body dissipated. Wang Baole seemed to be sealed, but that was actually just an illusory avatar!

This scene caused the Never-Ending Clan elder's eyes to narrow as he retreated rapidly. But he was still too late. In the void at the right side of his body, as the mist gathered, Wang Baole's true essence body stepped out. His eyes revealed intense killing intent. As he appeared, his Thearch Armor dispersed a resplendent light, and he threw a punch towards the elder.

His speed and the suddenness of his appearance left the Never-Ending Clan elder no time to turn the Never-Ending Seal. He could only growl while turning around and weave hand seals with his five hands to activate a new divine power. A black hand formed, grabbing towards Wang Baole.

"Shatter!" Wang Baole growled. Not only did he not decelerate, he actually accelerated and crashed into the big hand. The moment they collided, he forcefully made all of the Divine Justice Shields on his body collapse in exchange for maximum reflection force.

The heavens and earth rumbled, and the loud noise spread towards the surroundings. At that moment, all of his Divine Justice Shields collapsed, and the reflection force formed instantly made the Never-Ending Clan elder's entire body tremble violently as he spat out a mouthful of blood. As his body retreated violently and his expression turned pale, Wang Baole had already charged over. Seeing that, the Never-Ending Clan elder bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood again. When the blood appeared, it instantly turned into a patch of blood fog. The blood fog formed many blood-colored blades, covering the air in front of him and blocking Wang Baole. At the same time, his body retreated more quickly as he tried to pull away.

But Wang Baole was vicious not only to his enemies but also to himself. The blood fog blades made him feel an intense sense of danger, but Wang Baole still gritted his teeth and ignored the danger. He allowed the patch of blood fog blades to touch his body freely. Under waves of intense pain, and as many places on his body were ripped apart despite the protection of the Thearch Armor, Wang Baole's body charged out forcefully, and he landed a punch near the heart of the Never-Ending Clan elder.

The sheer power of the punch, after being incorporated with Wang Baole's Thearch Armor and his cultivation, could cause the elder's heart to collapse. But, the Never-Ending Clan elder unleashed an unknown divine power and only let out a dull humph, seeming to shift his injuries. In the end, only one of his heads collapsed. Making use of that force, his body retreated even more quickly and pulled away.

However, after pulling away, he still spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his aura weakened a lot. Shock appeared in his eyes again as he growled towards the distance.

"What are you waiting for? Come and assist me!" While speaking, the elder kept retreating.

Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. But instantly, his eyes expressed his unwillingness, and his killing intent grew stronger. Not caring about his own injuries, he gave chase and instantly clashed with the Never-Ending Clan elder again.

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Chapter 824: Slash!

After the surrounding cultivators and those who got there later saw that scene, their minds rumbled. It was obvious that in that short period of time, the battle between the two was extremely dangerous. Scheming against each other looked easy, but in the battle, where everything could change in a single second, one mistake would mean death!

At the same time, all the Never-Ending Clan members hesitated when faced with their army commander's orders. Even the Never-Ending Clan, with its strict class system, couldn't be unwavering when faced with a battle that meant almost certain death.

But the will to carry out orders deep in the bones of the lower-ranked members still made some Never-Ending Clan members in the surroundings charge out while screaming. But the moment they charged out, the demonic eye behind Wang Baole turned around violently. As it opened, the nearby black Dark Fire spread and covered the surroundings. Wherever it went, the Never-Ending Clan members who charged in all let out shrill cries of pain as their bodies were burnt and turned to dust.

As they died, a large amount of black gas dispersed and was absorbed by the demonic eye behind Wang Baole. This scene made the Never-Ending Clan members who wanted to charge over all inhale and hesitate instead of charging into the battle.

Using that opportunity, Wang Baole's eyes flashed as he pushed through his injuries and unleashed the power of the Thearch Armor again. At the risk of overextending, he forcefully activated his Thearch Armor. The Divine Armament in the Thearch Armor's right hand also instantly formed. Wang Baole charged out with a flick of his body, and his aura rose, forming one that seemed able to slash apart everything. But the moment he neared, the Never-Ending Clan elder, who was retreating rapidly, weaved hand seals and pointed. Instantly, a Dharmic Artifact flew out from his body and exploded. After pushing Wang Baole back, his body retreated again as he tried to keep pulling away.

"D*mn it, why does time pass so slowly!" The elder's aura was messy. After once again pushing Wang Baole, who charged towards him again, back, he growled towards the sky.

"Never-Ending Clan, hear my call. Come and assist me quickly. Those who disobey my orders will be executed!" The moment these words spread, the expressions of the surrounding Never-Ending Clan members changed. Seeing that their hesitation was going to be forcefully suppressed, Wang Baole furrowed his eyebrows slightly. Although a group attack by the Never-Ending Clan could increase the power of his Demonic Eye Art through killing, it was highly possible that he would let the Never-Ending Clan elder escape with a single mistake. If that was the case, the elder would be able to turn the tables on him. So he definitely couldn't let that happen. So, as a vicious glimmer flashed between his eyes, he raised his left hand and waved it.

Immediately, numerous battleships rose into the sky and covered the entire firmament. There were tens of thousands of them forming a patch of black. They caused the surrounding Never-Ending Clan members who wanted to charge over to stop in shock and instinctively retreat.

As they retreated, Wang Baole's consciousness moved, and the densely packed battleships in the sky all dispersed self-destructing disturbances and flew towards the Never-Ending Clan elder. Compared to a Spirit Immortal, their explosive power was like a gentle breeze. But even if such large-scale self-destruction could only move the Spirit Immortal slightly, a gentle breeze could become a tornado if there were enough battleships.

"Suppress!" Wang Baole growled, and instantly, all of the battleships came down. Looking from a distance, because they covered the heavens, it looked as though the heavens were tilting. As rumbles echoed continuously, the sky trembled, and the earth collapsed. Disturbances that grew increasingly bigger and stronger gradually swept everything!

The elder's expression was pale as he continuously resisted. But there were too many self-destructions, his injuries were serious, and the curse was still there. Gradually, he felt that he lacked the ability to do what he wished. That was especially so considering that Wang Baole was extremely crazy. Although he was knocked back every time he charged over, he was like a spring and kept charging back towards him nonetheless.

His hostile gaze, crazy actions, and intense killing intent all made the Never-Ending Clan elder's heart shiver.

This scene made the surrounding Never-Ending Clan members that arrived feel even more fearful. As they retreated again, the anxious Never-Ending Clan elder fighting Wang Baole felt his aura become increasingly unstable. In fact, his cultivation showed signs of dropping again.

All of this caused his eyes to turn completely red. He knew that he couldn't keep thinking about escaping and couldn't keep placing his hopes on buying time. He knew that he had to risk his life and give it his all. That was the only way he would have a chance to survive.

If not, he would be killed by the d*mned pig-masked man, who had many tricks up his sleeve, there before he even had a chance to escape and before his cultivation recovered.

So, as he growled, he weaved hand seals with his five hands. Not caring about anything, he blasted his entire cultivation out of his body. While it formed a storm that swept through the surroundings, his low growl also echoed.

"Spirit Immortal essence body!"

As his words spread, the cultivation aura that he pushed out of his body immediately formed a vortex. In the blink of an eye, a giant statue transmogrified. The statue looked exactly the same as the elder, and the moment it appeared, the suppression force that it formed covered the surroundings and countered the explosive force of the tens of thousands of battleships.

At the same time, as Wang Baole made use of the opportunity to charge towards him once again, the Never-Ending Clan elder let out a scream.

"Let's see whether it's you who is risking your life and giving it your all or me!" While he was speaking, one of the elder's five arms collapsed and formed an explosive force. It became an illusory black sea of mist and flew towards Wang Baole. Not waiting for the sea of mist to end, the elder gritted his teeth again and made another arm of his collapse, forming a second wave of the sea of mist and sending it crashing towards Wang Baole again.

"You either scram or battle with your life on the line!" The Never-Ending Clan elder bellowed. Each wave of mist formed by the explosion of his arms had astonishing power, and they were both heading towards Wang Baole. There were only two decisions in front of him. He could either… escape, or… he could really battle with his life on the line!

Wang Baole laughed as a cold glimmer shone in his eyes, and he didn't hesitate at all. Not only did he not decelerate, but he moved faster and charged into the sea of mist. The moment he came into contact with the mist, viciousness appeared in his cold gaze.

The Thearch Armor… collapsed. Other than the right arm, all of its other parts exploded and formed a formless giant wave that spread towards his surroundings. While it resisted the first wave of mist, Wang Baole also spat out a mouthful of essence air. As he became weakened, seven to eight avatars appeared from within his body with a flick.

"You want to see who's risking their life more with me? Explode!"

Every avatar was a part of the essence technique. After they appeared, they charged out simultaneously and self-destructed consecutively. While they resisted the sea of mist, Wang Baole's aura rose again, and he charged out directly from the two waves of mist. Wielding the Divine Armament, he leaped up and slashed towards the Never-Ending Clan elder.

The frenzy in his eyes was like a brilliant flame, and it seemed as though it could burn the souls of the Never-Ending Clan elder and all of the surrounding cultivators.

Truly, the killing intent in his gaze made it seem like he didn't care for his own life. It seemed like even if he died, he would drag his opponent down with him. The scariness of the gaze caused the souls of all who saw it tremble.

The gaze shook the Never-Ending Clan elder even more intensely. His expression changed, and he was about to weave hand seals with his three remaining hands. But at that moment, the devouring seed in Wang Baole's body suddenly exploded forth, targeting the Never-Ending Clan elder. As it exploded forth, Wang Baole's speed sharply increased as well.

The change in speed in this scene was too sudden, to the point that the Never-Ending Clan elder got a huge shock again as his soul shook. While his reaction slowed, the black eye behind Wang Baole also opened as he growled.

The moment it opened, a wave of restraining force landed!

Seemingly able to notice Wang Baole's frenzy and killing intent this time, the Demonic Eye Art's activation exceeded that of previous times. It was as though it was unleashing its maximum potential, and it was also as though the will within the demonic eye was also greedy for the Spirit Immortal's life. So, as he went berserk, he grew even stronger, causing the Spirit Immortal elder's body to be frozen for a moment.

Moreover, with the activation of Wang Baole's devouring seed, his speed sharply increased. To him, the moment that the elder was frozen was the best time to kill him. He neared him in an instant, and the frenzy in Wang Baole's eyes was completely ignited. He wielded the Divine Armament and slashed towards the Never-Ending Clan elder.

This slash made the heavens seemingly lose its color as the wind and clouds moved. It also gathered all of the surrounding gazes and souls. As though it was splitting the heaven and earth apart, the Divine Armament landed on the elder's head as he struggled and screamed.

The Never-Ending Clan elder was extraordinary as well. During that dangerous breaking point, he actually cut off an arm and a head, making them self-destruct. After breaking free from his restraints, he also raised his two remaining arms to resist the falling Divine Armament. As his body trembled, he unleashed all of his cultivation. However, due to his own injuries and the continued suppression from his opponent's cultivation, he slowly couldn't maintain his resistance. Seeing how the Divine Armament was dropping towards his head bit by bit as Wang Baole growled, unwillingness and despair appeared in the eyes of the Never-Ending Clan elder.

"I… Hmm?" As the elder laughed bitterly, his eyes suddenly grew wide. The despair in his eyes turned into hope in an instant. His weakened cultivation seemed to be recovering at that moment. And as Wang Baole looked, the blood-colored flower on the elder's face seemed to blur as though it was about to dissipate!

"Crap!" Wang Baole's expression suddenly changed, and the viciousness in his gaze exploded forth. Without hesitation, his two legs self-destructed. This was the self-destruction of his essence body and affected him greatly. But, at that moment, Wang Baole couldn't care too much about that. Using the instant boost of explosive power from the self-destruction of his two legs, he growled,

"Kill!"

"Noooooo!" The Never-Ending Clan elder let out a shrill scream, but the Divine Armament above his head landed in an instant under the new boost of power. It slashed directly from his head down to his neck and torso, actually slashing his body in half!

The remaining power spread outwards, and as rumbles sounded, the body he split into two halves collapsed and exploded. Even his Essence Soul couldn't escape it and was slashed by the Divine Armament!

His body and soul were completely destroyed!

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Chapter 825: The Voices Reappear!

At that moment, the surroundings became incredibly quiet. Even sounds of inhalation disappeared as giant waves shook the hearts of the surrounding Never-Ending Clan members and hidden Descenders. It was as though 100,000 thunderclouds exploded in their minds.

The Spirit Immortal… was dead!

The impact that the scene brought them was too great, and everyone found it unbelievable. Truly… to those Never-Ending Clan members, their army commander was already a godlike figure. Besides Planet realm cultivators and above, he was basically untouchable.

But now, the pig-masked man slashed him in two in front of everyone, destroying his body and soul…

The sense of shock that it brought them couldn't even be fully described by the words "heaven-shaking and earth-shattering".

That was especially so after a wisp of late-stage Spirit Immortal disturbance appeared from the Never-Ending Clan elder's body, which was split apart. But, like an ember, it was extinguished the moment it appeared.

The aura seemed to remind the surrounding crowd that the person killed… wasn't an ordinary Spirit Immortal but a late-stage Spirit Immortal!

At the same time, the elder's Essence Soul was also turned to dust by Wang Baole Divine Armament!

Meanwhile, a large amount of life aura was dispersed the moment the elder died. Bringing with it the aura of death formed when the elder's Essence Soul was destroyed, it headed straight for the black demonic eye behind Wang Baole.

The black demonic eye had already unleashed its maximum power previously and was already bloodshot, looking as though it was about to collapse. That was especially so considering it got damaged again when the Never-Ending Clan elder forcefully resisted by self-destructing and struggling. But now, one could see extremely intense greed within the eye. It seemed to be like a black hole as it swallowed the Never-Ending Clan elder's fading aura.

This aura was very concentrated to Wang Baole's senses, but outsiders couldn't see it. Even if it engulfed the surroundings and completely covered Wang Baole, no one could see the details clearly. However… although the surrounding crowd couldn't see the mist, they could see that the area surrounding Wang Baole had started to warp.

The warping was very astonishing and gave people a sense of extreme weirdness as it blurred Wang Baole's silhouette, which was within it.

This feeling, plus the previous shock, caused the surrounding silence to be broken by anxious and disorderly inhales. After that, the crowd couldn't help but let out sounds of shock.

"He… he's dead?"

"The army commander… died?"

"That's impossible!"

As voices kept sounding out, Never-Ending Clan members with quick reactions rapidly retreated with fear in their eyes. Wang Baole didn't seem to be in a very good state right now, but no one dared go close to him. His silhouette in the warped area was like a demon, exuding a mysterious aura that made people shudder in fear.

Very quickly, more and more Never-Ending Clan members retreated. In the end, all of the Never-Ending Clan members surrounding the area retreated and escaped with maximum speed as they tried to leave.

Even for those Descenders like Wang Baole, there were many who trembled as they chose to go far away from that place. But alas, there were seven to eight of them who hesitated due to greed and only retreated several meters instead of leaving completely. They narrowed their eyes and suppressed the greed in their hearts as they stared intently as Wang Baole's position.

As some people looked towards there, Wang Baole, who was engulfed by the aura dispersed by the Never-Ending Clan elder's death, was experiencing titanic changes within his body.

The black demonic eye behind Wang Baole healed rapidly after it absorbed the aura from the Never-Ending Clan elder's death. Of course, it still had to contribute nearly 90% of its power to propel Wang Baole's cultivation towards a breakthrough, whether it liked it or not. This was due to the special trait of the Demonic Eye Art. While the power entered Wang Baole's body and caused it to tremble, his previous injuries were all healing rapidly.

Firstly, the two legs he made self-destruct could be seen reforming with one's naked eye. Afterward, the energy he lost after multiple self-destructions was being replenished. What was more important was… his cultivation!

After coming to this world, Wang Baole had already killed a lot. However, he was always just a sliver away from achieving a breakthrough in his cultivation. At that moment, as he killed the Spirit Immortal, the sliver was passed. At that moment, his cultivation seemed to have gotten an unprecedented boost, and a breakthrough was achieved!

He was no longer a late-stage Soul Conduit. He had become… a perfected stage Soul Conduit!

In fact, he wasn't in a state of having just achieved a breakthrough. Instead, the moment he broke through, he reached the peak of the perfected stage Soul Conduit realm and seemed to be only a half-step away from the Spirit Immortal realm!

Accurately speaking, he was now a…

False Immortal! Wang Baole's eyes opened. The moment they did, lightning seemed to disperse from them, and thunder rumbled in the surroundings, ripping apart the warps surrounding it. Instantly, the land collapsed, causing the Descenders who had evil intentions to clearly see the light in Wang Baole's eyes and his condition. Also, the demonic eye behind him was no longer black. Instead, it started exuding a red glow, seeming to glow purple after neutralization!

This scene immediately caused the seven to eight greedy cultivator's scalps to go numb. Without hesitation, they retreated and prepared to leave. However, they were too late.

Wang Baole didn't move, but the giant purple eye's pupil behind him turned. It exuded a demonic feeling and actually disappeared from behind Wang Baole. As shrill cries sounded from the surroundings, Wang Baole furrowed his brows and looked coldly in the direction of the sounds. In his Divine Sense, the escaping cultivators had all wilted. And on every cultivator's body were a large number of dissipating eyes.

"Starting another reverse absorption?" A cold glimmer appeared in Wang Baole's eyes. He raised his right hand and grabbed towards an empty piece of land in the distance. As he did so, disturbances instantly appeared in that area, and the giant purple eye that had left his body appeared in that area. It seemed to be struggling, but under the activation of the devouring seed in Wang Baole's body, the purple eye was still pulled little by little in front of him.

"I warned you previously." Gazing at the purple eye in front of him, Wang Baole spoke coldly. The eye also shone brightly for a while and slowly dimmed, seemingly choosing to yield after deliberating.

Obviously, the method Wang Baole used to punish the will within the Demonic Eye Art previously scarred it greatly. As for Wang Baole, he narrowed his eyes and was about to speak, but at that moment, a familiar voice sounded in his ears again!

"Help me… Foreigner, help me once!"

The voice that sounded this time was much clearer than the one Wang Baole heard previously. This made Wang Baole instinctively confirm that the voice came from underground. And the reappearance of the voice meant he couldn't help but have a change of expression.

"Who the heck are you!" Wang Baole lowered his head and gazed at the land. Not only did he feel the direction the sound came from, but he also faintly felt the rough coordinates of the sound this time.

Wang Baole lowered his head and looked towards the land. Deep underground, near the planet's core, under the thick surface of the planet, was an area filled with magma!

Within the magma, at the top of hundreds of stairs, was a black tower-shaped altar. There… three oil lamps exuding ethereal fire were placed at three of its corners!

Between the three oil lamps were two silhouettes meditating while sitting cross-legged!

One of them was an elder. His entire body was wilted, and his aura was extremely faint. It was as though he wasn't far from death. There was a huge hole where his dantian was, and waves of rainbow light dispersed from within the hole. As it covered the surroundings, one could see that the source of the rainbow light was actually a shrunken planet!

And opposite him, the other meditating man covered by the rainbow light had three heads and six arms. It was someone of the Never-Ending Clan! The man looked middle-aged, and the expressions on his three heads were all extremely cold. He raised his right hand and was seemingly slowly pulling the rainbow planet in the elder's dantian out of his body.

If this scene was witnessed by others in the know, they would see with one look… that the injured elder and Never-Ending Clan member were both Planet realms. Moreover, the latter seemed to be refining the former!

During this refinement, the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator opened his eyes and looked at the wilted elder in front of him. First, greed flashed between his eyes. Then, his gaze turned into one of ridicule, and he spoke with a cold laugh.

"Old fogey, you still won't give up?"

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Chapter 826: Suppression by a Planet Realm!

Faced with the words of the Never-Ending Clan cultivator, the elder in front of him remained silent, his eyes closed the whole time. But the trembling of his body and the shining of the rainbow light at his abdomen showed that deep down, he was extremely scared.

"I'm definitely going to get your rainbow planet. Resistance is futile!" The Never-Ending Clan cultivator narrowed his eyes. When his gaze swept over the rainbow planet, greed appeared uncontrollably, causing his cultivation to be disturbed as he dispersed a strong Planet realm aura.

The two silhouettes on the sacrificial altar deep underground were both Planet realm cultivators!

One of them was the true Never-Ending Clan army commander of the army camp there. As for the one Wang Baole killed, he was only the vice-commander. The other cultivators in the army camp thought that he had left to handle some stuff, but in reality… he didn't leave!

Instead, he was at the sacrificial altar deep underground, carrying out something which could be considered a rare opportunity for him. That was… absorbing the rainbow planet of the elder in front of him!

It was impossible to describe just how much the rainbow planet attracted him. After all, to Planet realm cultivators, the planets they fused with when entering the Planet realm could be differentiated by level. Such rainbow planets were of a decently high level, and once he obtained it, it would bring extremely huge benefits to him.

Normally, he wouldn't get this opportunity, but the invasion presented it to him. So, he would definitely not let it go.

However, this wasn't easy to do. He needed to spend a large amount of time while also having adequate preparations. So even when Descenders came and caused a huge mess, he still crossed his legs and refined with all his might.

Only his deputy vaguely knew what he was doing. So, even though the late-stage Spirit Immortal Never-Ending Clan elder knew that the Descenders wouldn't stay there for long, he chose to attack because he was worried that the Descenders might affect the army commander.

Even though that was unlikely, he dared not take any chances, thereby causing the events that happened up to that point.

But at that moment… the disturbances of the battle between Wang Baole and the late-stage Spirit Immortal were too strong, which meant that the real army commander, who was refining the rainbow planet there, could no longer ignore it. The most important thing was… the cries for help from the elder in front of him caused the Never-Ending Clan army commander to feel a sense of danger.

"Old fogey, I'll make you give up completely!" As he spoke, a cold glimmer appeared in the eyes of the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm army commander as he spread out his Divine Sense. It exploded forth from the underground sacrificial altar like a storm and appeared in the outside world after piercing through the land. In a single moment, it swept across the entire planet.

To a Planet realm cultivator, their Divine Sense was enough to cover the entire planet. Wherever it went, the land quaked as countless plants were bent, and numerous mountain peaks had rubble fall down. Never-Ending Clan cultivators and Descenders alike had their bodies tremble violently as though they had lost control of them. Their minds also seemed to have thunder rumbling in them as their souls became unstable.

The Divine Sense of a Planet realm cultivator was like a storm. As it swept through the entire planet, it locked onto Wang Baole. As it did, a silent rumble exploded forth, and all of the Divine Sense coming from the Planet realm cultivator seemed to turn into floodwater as it converged towards Wang Baole.

At the same time, because the Planet realm cultivator spread out his Divine Sense so quickly, Wang Baole, who had stopped at the previous battlefield, felt a wave of aura as he felt disturbances from the earth. The aura, which he couldn't struggle against or resist, and which might even be enough to kill him, was heading towards him from all directions like invisible waves.

It was as though heaven and earth were being suppressed, and like signs of his existence were going to be wiped away. Hence, an intense sense of danger exploded forth in his heart.

This scene made Wang Baole extremely shocked. He had no time to think too much. He instinctively unleashed his entire cultivation and prepared to escape with a flick of his body. But under the Divine Sense of a Planet realm expert, it was hard for him to escape despite having reached the False Immortal realm.

Instantly… the Planet realm Divine Sense coming from all directions arrived and suppressed Wang Baole. His whole body shook violently as all of his resistance methods became extremely fragile. As he spat out a mouthful of blood, his body was pinned to the ground. As the earth broke apart, all of the bones in his body let out sounds that signaled that they were unable to withstand the pressure. Under the compression, his entire body became blood red.

His face, eyes, and skin all turned red. In fact, if one looked closely, they would see that drops of blood were being forced out of his body under the compression, making him look like a blood man.

Extreme pain coursed through his entire body like a storm. All of this caused Wang Baole to feel like he was going to be squeezed into mush. Although the body was only his essence body, there was still a strong sense of danger that spread throughout his entire being.

Although it was just his essence body, once it died, it would have a huge impact on his true body as well. So Wang Baole let out a low growl and tried to resist. If his true body were there, he could potentially have activated the power of his true devouring seed and essence scabbard. However, the essence body was just a projection of everything in his body.

Could it be that my essence body is going to die here? Anxious, Wang Baole dispersed his body as he prepared to escape in his mist form. However, there was still no use in using his mist form. Under the suppression, he was forced to gather and form his essence body again.

In fact, half of his body seemed to be about to dissipate and showed signs of being destroyed.

Seeing how Wang Baole was unable to resist for much longer, the earth suddenly trembled. From where the sacrificial altar was, the elder sitting in front of the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator acted. The elder's eyes were closed and were unable to be opened, seemingly due to a seal. Despite that, his body trembled, and he unleashed an unknown technique and squeezed out a spurt of power, sending it towards Wang Baole.

Immediately after, the spurt of power became a source of support and defense. It formed a ray of defense and helped Wang Baole resist the suppression coming from the Planet realm army commander's Divine Sense.

Loud rumbles spread around Wang Baole, and the defense became a weak light shield. This gave Wang Baole, who was struggling to withstand the suppression, some breathing space. As he panted, an anxious and ancient voice sounded in his ear.

"Foreigner, I am the patriarch of this Dao Planet. My clan was executed by the Never-Ending Clan, and the planet in my body is being refined by that Never-Ending Clan heretic cultivator. I can only protect you for a while, and I can't sustain it for long. Helping me… is akin to helping yourself now!"

"How do I help?" At this moment, Wang Baole didn't need to deliberate at all. There was only one path in front of him. If he wanted to prevent his essence body from dying, he had to help this man who claimed to be the planet's patriarch.

"Come to me, step onto the sacrificial altar, and extinguish a sealing lamp!"

Very quickly, viciousness flashed between Wang Baole's eyes. He didn't believe the elder. Nonetheless, he still had to take a look at the sacrificial altar. Even if he were to die there, he still wanted to see who wished to kill him!

As for the position of the sacrificial altar, although Wang Baole hadn't been there before, his previous sensing and the guiding he received now made his mind very clear. So after gritting his teeth, Wang Baole raised his right foot and stepped towards the land. As rumbles sounded, he turned into mist and headed underground, traveling along the cracks in the ground.

He traveled as quickly as he could the entire way. The suppression from the Planet realm cultivator's Divine Sense had a faint sense of anxiousness and frenzy and increased in power, but at the same time, the protective force coming from the other person was transferred towards Wang Baole at that moment, resisting the suppressive force.

Although the resistance couldn't form an absolute defense, Wang Baole himself wasn't a weakling and could resist the suppression to a certain extent. At most, when receiving heavy damage, he would spit out a mouthful of essence gas. But under his astonishing speed, the mist he turned into quickly permeated underground and finally arrived at… the underground cave deep within the planet!

As rumbles sounded and Wang Baole's silhouette formed, he saw the magma in his surroundings and felt the extremely high temperature of the area. He also saw… the tower-shaped sacrificial altar in the center of the magma!

And… the two people meditating cross-legged atop the sacrificial altar!

An elder had his dantian ripped open and was surrounded by a rainbow.

A middle-aged man had a savage expression. Behind him, the Never-Ending Clan's essence disappeared and reappeared again!

As Wang Baole saw them, their respective identities were already very clear to him. He also saw the ancient bronze lamps exuding an ethereal glimmer placed on each of the sacrificial altar's three corners!

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Chapter 827: Blowing Out a Lamp and Exploding a Planet!

Three weird beasts were carved on the bronze lamps. They were the nine-headed ghost, the nine-tailed wolf, and the nine-clawed bird. Their differences meant that the heads of the three bronze lamps were different as well.

In fact, there were also obvious differences in the flames they dispersed. For example, the ghost bronze lamp's flame was black, the wolf bronze lamp's flame was red, and the bird's flame was white!

The three flames were all burning brightly and dispersed their respective smoke. They floated above and around the elder and the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator. As the smoke rolled around faintly, one could see it turn into a ghost, wolf, and bird sometimes. Every time it transmogrified, it would make the body of the elder with closed eyes tremble even more.

Besides that, if one looked carefully, the tower-shaped sacrificial altar on the magma was divided into ten steps. Each step had a large number of runes on it. As they dispersed waves of ancient aura, they also gave Wang Baole an intense sense of danger and suppression.

The danger made him stop in his tracks, and the suppression made his heart sink. That was especially so because he had already noticed that the rainbow light at the elder with closed eyes' dantian was gradually floating away. It covered a fist-sized planet-like object and was being guided away from the body.

This scene made Wang Baole's heart tremble and caused his breathing to turn heavy. At the same time, as he arrived and appeared, the ancient voice that echoed in his mind previously sounded again. This time, the voice was quick and anxious.

"Little friend, come help me extinguish a bronze lamp, quickly!"

Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, and stepped forward while flicking his body. He was about to near him, but at that moment, the voice of the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator also sounded.

"He's lying to you. Once you near the altar and walk up the step, your energy will instantly be sapped away. He's trying to trick you by asking you to extinguish the bronze lamps. What he really needs is your energy to strengthen himself and help him break away from my refinement!"

As his words sounded, Wang Baole's body stopped in its tracks.

"Little friend, you have to believe me. My objective isn't to escape. It's to give myself a chance to self-destruct and drag this person to death with me!" Hearing that, the elder got a little anxious. When he spoke anxiously, his anxiousness caused his cultivation to become unstable. The ghost in the surrounding mist took that opportunity and grabbed his rainbow planet, pulling violently backward.

Under the pull, the elder's body trembled violently. He was already very old, but visibly, he got even older. More accurately speaking, he wasn't growing older but was wilting.

"Foreign Descender, do you see this? This old fogey has wilted. Once you step on the sacrificial altar, you'll definitely be absorbed. I did indeed intend to suppress and kill you. However… compared to killing you, I don't want all of my efforts to go to waste. So, if you leave now, I'll let you off!" Seeing that scene, the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator immediately spoke again.

Wang Baole's expression became unstable as he stepped with hesitation. It was obvious that he was swayed. Seeing this, the elder in front of the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator, who was being refined, spoke with difficulty.

"Little friend, you have to believe me…"

"Your life or death should be decided on your own. I've already promised not to go against you. Why must you gamble?"

Wang Baole's breathing became unstable. Hearing the words of the two men, his face showed him obviously struggling. In the end, he raised his head and howled.

"Silence!"

"Old fogey who claims to be the patriarch of this planet, I can't completely believe your words. Never-Ending Clan… you are still suppressing me with your Divine Sense, so I also can't fully believe your words!"

As Wang Baole's howl sounded, the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator's eyes flashed slightly as he let out a big laugh. Immediately, he completely retracted his Divine Sense, which he had spread out to suppress Wang Baole.

"I've retracted my Divine Sense. You may go now. Don't worry, if that old fogey dares to do anything to you, I'll suppress him!"

When he retracted his suppression, Wang Baole immediately relaxed. Although the elder was protecting him previously, after he neared, his body was already nearing its breaking point. After he relaxed, he secretly chanted the Dao Scripture in his heart. At the same time, he took a deep breath and bowed towards the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator with cupped fists.

"Thank you, Senior, I'll leave now." While he was speaking, Wang Baole flicked his body and made it seem like he was about to retreat. As for the elder on the sacrificial altar, he started laughing bitterly. As he was about to speak, the moment that Wang Baole seemed to be leaving, the power of the Dao Scripture exploded forth after a delay.

It seemed to transcend endless boundaries to descend from deep within the cosmos, from outside of the Never-Ending Star Domain. As it descended, it engulfed the entire planet and went deep into the ground, descending upon the sacrificial altar in the magma cave.

The power was extremely vast and astonishing, and it was as though the cosmos was suppressing him. Instantly, it made the expression of the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator change, shocking him immensely. He screamed, "This…"

And as he screamed, Wang Baole, who was about to leave, flicked his body. He made use of the chance given by the Divine Sense being retracted and the Dao Scripture descending to unleash all of his speed, heading straight for the sacrificial altar!

He wasn't someone with a conviction that would be easily swayed. Once he had decided on something, he wouldn't change his mind easily. Since he had already decided to go there previously and help, he wouldn't be shaken by the words of the Never-Ending Clan cultivator.

Besides, Wang Baole had always strongly believed in one thing. Compared to hesitating, gritting one's teeth and just doing something wasn't necessarily a bad thing. However, the suppression from the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator that hit him previously was too strong. Even if the Dao Scripture descended, he wasn't fully confident in using that opportunity to near the altar in an instant.

So, he played along with the Never-Ending Clan cultivator. Under the two chances given to him now, he seemed like a ray of lightning as he unleashed his speed and headed straight for the altar. In the blink of an eye, he leaped past the magma and appeared in front of the altar. When he tried to step onto it with a single leap, a repulsive force dispersed from the sacrificial altar itself.

The repulsion affected Wang Baole's momentum and caused his body to stop. At that moment, the protective force that the planet's patriarch used on Wang Baole exploded forth, helping him suppress the sacrificial altar's defenses. In the end, although it was difficult, Wang Baole's silhouette successfully stepped onto the sacrificial altar's fourth step!

Wang Baole also wanted to rush towards the top in a single leap, but he was unable to do so. Nonetheless, Wang Baole didn't give up. As his silhouette fell, he climbed again while growling. Up the fifth, sixth, and seventh steps.

Since he climbed three steps in a single attempt, although the elder was protecting and countering the repulsion coming from the sacrificial altar, it still made Wang Baole's body tremble. A mouthful of essence aura became blood, and he spat it out uncontrollably. But he didn't stop climbing, stepping onto the ninth step.

It seemed to take a long time, but in reality, it happened instantly. However, the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator wasn't a weakling. At that moment, he also reacted, his eyes immediately becoming bloodshot. His Divine Sense exploded forth from all directions, crashing towards Wang Baole.

"You dare lie to me!"

The moment he tried to suppress Wang Baole, Wang Baole stepped up and onto the tenth step. At the same time, as he raised his right hand, his index finger left his body and shot towards the hungry ghost bronze lamp closest to him!

As his finger flew out, the suppressive force exploded forth. Even though he had the elder's protection, Wang Baole still let out a shrill cry of pain. As his mind rumbled, his essence body started collapsing under the suppression.

But his broken finger landed on the hungry ghost bronze lamp at that moment. As it touched it, the lamp shook violently, and the black flames on it were extinguished!

The moment the bronze lamp was extinguished… the elder, whose eyes had always been closed and who was being refined by the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator, suddenly opened his eyes and exposed his rainbow pupils. He also raised his right hand and waved it towards Wang Baole.

"Thank you, little friend. If I have a next life, I'll definitely repay you!"

As he waved his right hand, a wave of gentle energy flew towards Wang Baole. It caused his collapsing essence body to stabilize instantly, and his body was also pulled back under the protection of the gentle power.

At the same time, the elder's raised right hand followed its momentum and grabbed the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator's arm. Meanwhile, the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator's expression changed completely. The elder's strength got unprecedentedly large, and a heaven-shaking hatred appeared in his eyes as he spoke word by word.

"You exterminated my clan, destroyed my planet, and even wanted my rainbow planet… I'll give it to you. Planet, EXPLODE!"

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Chapter 828: Return!

Although a Planet realm couldn't be seen as an overlord of an area in the entire Never-Ending Star Domain, they were definitely not weaklings. Even within the Never-Ending Clan, they could lead an army. After all, to become a Planet realm, one had to fuse with a planet. To a certain degree, such cultivators were planets.

The death of a planet was naturally shocking, let alone the self-destruction of one. Its power was enough to destroy the heavens and earth. It would also cause the planet that Wang Baole and the rest descended on to collapse. As for the Never-Ending Clan members within it, basically… they were most likely dead.

Except for those originally in the camp, who had been teleported away due to the late-stage Spirit Immortal Never-Ending Clan elder breaking the Heavenly Dao Blessings, the rest… were definitely dead!

As for the Descenders, such as Wang Baole, they were no longer within these boundaries. Although the cultivation of the Flame Patriarch watching the live stream was extremely mysterious, he wouldn't let the Descenders die there after seeing that. So, the moment he sensed the self-destruction, the Flame Patriarch, who was eating immortal fruit and watching the twists and turns of the battle with gusto, activated the teleportation of the masks.

It was just that the teleportation wasn't forceful and required the Descenders to activate it themselves. So, at that moment, every Descender heard the words from the mask echoing in their souls.

"Just silently chant 'Return', and you can return back here!"

These words also echoed in Wang Baole's soul. He was currently being pulled by the protective force from the planet's patriarch, retreating from the magma. He retreated faster than he arrived and was pulled out of the ground instantly. He could only hear the elder's hatred and anger-filled words.

"Planet self-destruction?" Wang Baole's expression changed, and his first reaction was to teleport and leave. However, he hesitated and forcefully resisted the danger he felt from his body, which was seemingly screaming for him to teleport away, and looked towards the land.

As Wang Baole looked, the entire planet's land seemed to have mist-like dust appear first. Afterward, a weak rumble radiated from deep underground and spread around the entire planet as fast as lightning.

It was as though a wave of indescribable power had already exploded forth from deep underground and was sweeping towards the outside world. In fact, it didn't even give Wang Baole time to retract his gaze. Under the heaven-shaking sound, the land collapsed, and the ocean on the planet was lifted up.

The entire planet surface was shaking violently, and the loud sound coming from all directions made Wang Baole feel like the world was ending. But he still gritted his teeth and chose not to teleport. Instead, he headed for mid-air with a flick of his body. As his silhouette rose, the ground he was previously on instantly collapsed.

Not only did that place collapse, but the surroundings were like that too. Under loud cracks, giant rifts covered a boundless area. After connecting with the rifts from other areas, they covered the entire planet.

Shrill cries and unwilling screams, as well as whizzing sounds caused by frenzied escaping, spread around every corner of the planet. The expressions of the living Descenders, excluding Wang Baole but including that arrogant baldy, all turned ghostly pale. They all silently chanted "Return". As for the Never-Ending Clan army cultivators who went out to search for and try to kill Wang Baole, they were unable to leave. As the heavens and earth collapsed, they could only despair!

In the next moment, the land collapsed. Chunks of land were lifted, and seawater gushed in from all around. High temperatures also exploded forth from underground. As they spurted out continuously, they created a thick fog. There was a giant bulge at the center of the planet, which was the land directly atop the sacrificial altar.

The bulge was pitch-black, and there were rays of lightning within it. But if one looked closely, they would see that as the lightning flashed past, there was a shattered rainbow planet deep within the pitch-black bulge.

Rumbles sounded out continuously, and as they shook the heavens, the bulge looked like a giant light sphere from afar. It got bigger and bigger as it spread crazily towards the distance. Wherever it went… everything turned into nothingness!

All of that caused Wang Baole to shudder with fear. Luckily, the protection given by the planet's patriarch was enough. Under the destructive waves, it was still pretty effective. This made it such that although he was in mid-air, he wasn't really affected. But the destructive wind the disturbances on the planet turned into had already swept past everything. This made Wang Baole's body sway and become unstable like a willow.

I can't just leave like that. I have to see the Never-Ending Clan cultivator die with my own eyes! Wang Baole's breathing was anxious. He didn't want to leave a hidden threat in this event. Although he traveled there while masked and wasn't scared of being remembered, his cautious and vicious personality made him do so.

He could imagine that if the Never-Ending Clan member didn't die, the one he would hate most wouldn't be the elder he refined, it would be him.

With that thought, even though Wang Baole's heart shook, he still forced himself to look towards the planet with a flick of his body. The giant bulge had already covered 30% of the planet's area, but it didn't continue. Instead, the planet could no longer withstand it and started… self-destructing!

Rumbles sounded from everywhere as the planet collapsed. As though it was made from porcelain, it spread towards the surroundings as it shattered.

It didn't completely shatter. Instead, only half of it shattered. As it shattered, and as almost all of the Never-Ending Clan cultivators died, a shrill scream spread from within the bulge. A three-faced, six-armed silhouette charged out from the bulge!

He's not dead! Wang Baole, who was straining himself to resist the storm, narrowed his eyes after seeing that scene. He wanted to kill him, but the surroundings of the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator was full of destructive power, and he was unable to get near him.

As Wang Baole sighed with regret and prepared to leave while feeling helpless, his gaze was suddenly drawn back.

The Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator, whose clothes were torn and tattered and whose body had countless injuries, had a large amount of rainbow lines on his body. They surrounded him and seemed to want to cut him up. This caused the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator to let out an extremely shrill scream after he charged out, as one of his arms was chopped off.

Afterward, his second, third, and fourth arm, and even his two legs, ended up like that. His body was also cut into seven to eight pieces as he charged out.

It wasn't over, and his heads ended up like that too. His first head collapsed, and his second head shattered. Seeing that, Wang Baole was excited. However… the rainbow lines created by the destructive power of the self-destruction of the patriarch's planet dimmed and weakened after doing all that. The Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator, who had one head left, charged towards the heavens while struggling.

Wang Baole stared at that head intently. He was very far away from him, and the destructive power of the planet in front of him was too strong. At the same time, the protection outside Wang Baole's body had already weakened, and he could feel that the protection couldn't be sustained for much longer. Even if he wanted to give chase, he couldn't do so.

But Wang Baole was unwilling to leave just like that.

"I want to scare him to death, even if I can't catch up to him!" Wang Baole's eyes flashed, and he flicked his body as he muttered. Growling, he looked like he wanted to give chase. The head that had already charged out of the bulge glanced back and looked in the direction of Wang Baole with hatred. He then let out a frenzied scream and actually gritted his teeth. With a boom, he made half of his only remaining head self-destruct!

Using the explosive power of that half of his head, he unleashed an unknown method and instantly disappeared.

He really got scared? Seeing that, Wang Baole couldn't help but feel extremely happy. He also had fewer worries in his heart. He saw that even though the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator didn't die this time, it would be almost impossible for him to return to his original cultivation.

So, he took a deep breath, touched the mask on his face, took another look at the collapsing land and the bulge that was still spreading, and sighed lightly.

"Return!"

As he said that and the mask glowed, suddenly… from within the giant bulge, a weak ray of rainbow light flew out, carrying two items as it headed towards Wang Baole.

One of those two items was a fingernail-sized stone core that was dispersing rainbow light. The other… was half a palm. The palm was the right hand of the escaped Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator. It had three fingers left, and on its index finger… there was a storage ring!

The storage ring was obviously extraordinary. After the self-destruction, it actually… came out undamaged!

Instantly, the two items appeared in front of Wang Baole, who was about to teleport away while being surrounded by rainbow light. After the items were grabbed by Wang Baole, the teleportation activated!

In an instant, Wang Baole's silhouette disappeared!

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Chapter 829: In-Name Disciple?

The time taken to teleport wasn't very long. But to everyone getting teleported away, the process was unforgettable. The feeling of time and space being elongated and their bodies being disintegrated into numerous particles and then regathered together at the end was enough to make everyone feel uncomfortable. Meanwhile, they couldn't help but think that if any accident were to occur during that process, their bodies might gain or lose a part after they regathered…

The good thing was, the teleportation power in the masks that the Flame Patriarch gave them was very strong, making it such that those situations didn't occur. As for Wang Baole, he didn't need to worry as much. His body was formed by his essence, so every part was the same. Even if his limbs were turned upside down, he just needed to transmogrify again.

So, compared to others, Wang Baole, who was one of the last few people to be teleported back, had no stress in his heart. Instead, he was anticipating… how many Red Crystals he would receive!

After all… the number of Never-Ending Clan members he killed, directly and indirectly, was immense… Moreover, he also killed a late-stage Spirit Immortal. What made Wang Baole especially excited was the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator at the end.

I should probably be given all the credit. I worked so hard. Wang Baole blinked. After his body was teleported back, he looked around. It was the place that everyone was pulled into before being teleported away. In a place that was foreign, yet somewhat familiar, a large amount of debris floated around.

The debris world was boundless and radiated waves of ancient aura. Moreover, signs of time passing were abundantly clear on every piece of debris.

The cosmos was the firmament, and the void was the land. At this moment, on the numerous pieces of debris floating between the cosmos and the void, many silhouettes wearing different masks had already teleported back long ago. When Wang Baole appeared there, and when the others saw the pig mask he wore, waves of inhaling sounds sounded out uncontrollably.

"It's the bringer of misfortune!"

"I saw it with my own eyes, he actually killed a late-stage Spirit Immortal Never-Ending Clan member!"

"So it was him… who made this mission have unprecedented changes…"

"The collapse of the planet afterward could be related to this guy. This guy seems like a source of disaster. We should avoid him as much as possible." Under the sounds of inhalation, the surrounding crowd sent voice transmissions to one another quickly. Probably because they had a common enemy in Wang Baole, those cultivators got closer.

However, when Wang Baole's gaze swept past them, all of them stopped sending voice transmissions unwittingly. Fear and respect appeared in their eyes uncontrollably as well. It was obvious that Wang Baole's behavior and killing on the planet had already made them extremely shocked deep in their hearts.

Even the three early-stage Spirit Immortal cultivators among the crowd felt this way. They didn't feel any disrespect towards Wang Baole because of their Spirit Immortal cultivation. In reality, they were very clear that someone who could kill a late-stage Spirit Immortal, no matter what methods he used, was already very scary. They also weren't very confident of winning if they were to battle.

"This guy… can't only kill his enemies. He can also hurt his own teammates…" After the three Spirit Immortals took a look at one another, they cupped their fists towards Wang Baole first.

With a sweep of his gaze, Wang Baole saw that there were only forty or so people left out of the original hundreds of Descenders. He blinked and felt that the mission was way too dangerous. Luckily, he was lucky. If not, he would probably have been in danger too.

After consoling himself and cupping his fists towards the three Spirit Immortals, he suddenly saw the bald bull-masked burly man and let out a laugh.

"So, you're still alive."

The body of the bald, burly man shuddered, and he was about to cry. Shuddering, he quickly greeted Wang Baole ceremoniously and shouted, "Welcome back, Fellow Daoist. I survived this mission because Fellow Daoist helped me. You have my utmost gratitude, please accept my greeting!"

Seeing how the burly man said such shameless words, the other cultivators there all secretly called him shameless while also quickly cupping their fists and speaking in that manner.

They had no other choice since everyone hadn't returned to where they came from yet. If they offended this bringer of misfortune, they were scared that they wouldn't be able to return alive. So, it wasn't wrong to be more respectful towards the pig-masked man.

Seeing how much everyone welcomed him, Wang Baole was very happy. After letting out a huge laugh, he nodded towards the surrounding crowd and made small talk occasionally. Every time he said something, many would echo their agreement. This made the atmosphere of the small talk very conducive and friendly.

As the crowd was teleported back while having a conversation with Wang Baole while sucking up to him, the planet which they previously descended upon continued collapsing. Half of that planet had already turned into numerous dust particles that spread into the cosmos. Looking from a distance, the remaining half of the planet seemed like a crescent moon. It exuded a sense of incompleteness and was still slowly disintegrating.

Maybe, the planet's collapse would only completely end after a long period of time. At that point, the planet would no longer exist in the cosmos.

Even to the giant Never-Ending Clan, such a thing was no longer a minor issue. Although it couldn't be considered a major issue, it was enough to attract the attention of some higher-ups. After all, they had lost an army, and their Planet realm army commander was so heavily injured that he only had half a head left. At the same time, the planet that they occupied was shattered.

So, a series of investigations and speculation were started immediately and caused quite a stir. At the same time, after watching the whole process, the Flame Patriarch couldn't help but admit that even all of the previous missions he gave out combined couldn't match the flashiness of Wang Baole's performance.

He's a talent! The Flame Patriarch spat out the fruit core in his mouth and stared at the screen in front of him while narrowing his eyes slightly. The screen displayed the debris-filled land that Wang Baole and the others were at.

After deliberating for a short while, he raised his right hand, weaved hand seals, and pointed at the screen in front of him. Instantly, waves appeared on the screen. As the waves spread, a wisp of the Flame Patriarch's Divine Sense spread out and fused into the waves.

In the next moment, the crowd of people who were conversing pleasantly with one another in the debris-filled land all felt their souls jolt. Even Wang Baole felt the descent of a wave of immense power.

When everyone, including Wang Baole, looked, they saw a ray of fiery light descend from the sky and stop in mid-air above everyone. It gathered into a flame silhouette. Although one couldn't see the appearance of the silhouette clearly, it contained an immense suppressive force. Anyone who took just one look at it would feel a stinging pain in their eyes and feel their soul rumble.

Wang Baole's breathing quickened. When he quickly lowered his head, he heard the ancient voice coming from the flame silhouette in the sky.

"You're all not bad. I'll now give you Red Crystals based on your performance."

As the words of the flame silhouette spread, numbers instantly appeared on the masks of the more than forty people present. The observation function in the masks could instantly calculate the rewards they deserved after they returned. So, Wang Baole quickly felt the number on his mask.

Thirteen thousand Red Crystals? Wang Baole blinked and felt that it was a tad too few. Although he only needed 300 Red Crystals to buy all of the materials from Xie Haiyang, he felt that he could be considered to have destroyed an entire army on his own this time. He felt that he had pretty much wiped out the entire army from top to bottom.

But, when Wang Baole saw the others' masks, he suddenly felt better.

On the masks of the other cultivators, the biggest number… was about 200. And that was for the three Spirit Immortals. As for the rest, the biggest number was around 70 or 80, while the smallest numbers were in the single digits.

Added together, they could hardly compare to him…

They're way too pitiful. Wang Baole couldn't help but cough. As for the cultivators that saw how many Red Crystals he got, they wanted to cry but couldn't do so. Some of them had participated in such missions previously and had earned hundreds of Red Crystals. But now, they couldn't even get 10…

"After getting your Red Crystals, you may leave." As the silhouette in the sky waved its hands, a large number of Red Crystals instantly flew towards everyone. After they were stored by everyone, they all cupped their fists helplessly towards the silhouette in the sky. Afterwards, their bodies became a blur one after another. When they disappeared, they left their masks behind, which flew towards the flame silhouette in the sky and fused into his body.

"Ah?" Wang Baole felt that something was amiss. That was because he noticed that everyone in the surroundings had left, but he… was still there. As he muttered in his heart, the calm voice of the flame silhouette in the sky sounded in his ear.

"Young lad, would you be willing to be my in-name disciple?"

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Chapter 830: A Golden Ticket!

A look of nervousness mixed with fear and gratitude appeared on Wang Baole's face when he heard what the figure engulfed in flames and afloat in mid-air said. It was a look with a complicated mix of emotions. Any other ordinary person wouldn't have been able to do something like that, but Wang Baole had familiarized himself with the high officials' autobiographies since he was a kid. He had started practicing such looks then and had become skilled at it.

But privately, he was already muttering unhappily to himself about how unreliable the old man was. If he wanted a disciple, he should just take one. Why was he taking an in-name disciple…

He just wants the reputation of being my master without dishing out any benefits. Does he take me for an idiot? At this juncture, Wang Baole had already decided that he was going to reject the Flame Patriarch. His master might have passed on, but his reputation was still sound. Besides, he already had an unreliable senior brother who was almost never around to help. The gears in Wang Baole's head began spinning furiously as he thought of ways to turn down the offer without causing any offense.

The deceptive look on his face remained unchanged as he went through his options. The Flame Patriarch didn't seem to notice anything amiss. In fact, the thoughts in his head were that of approval. The young man before him might be a troublemaker, but he appeared to be a sensible one as well who knew his place.

"Esteemed Senior…" Wang Baole didn't take long to think. After a few seconds, he looked up with a look of gratitude on his face. He ignored the prickling pain in his eyes and tried to bring tears to his eyes. Then, he looked skyward and gave a deep bow.

"This is an important matter. I have to…"

"Consult Chen Qing?" The Flame Patriarch interrupted Wang Baole with what seemed to be a smile on his face.

The hair on Wang Baole's skin stood up when he heard that. A look of confusion settled on his face as he stared at the Flame Patriarch, seeming both lost and surprised.

"You plan to tell me that you'll need time to consider the matter, saying that we still have a long way ahead of us before you can come to a decision. Perhaps you're also thinking that I'm only taking you as an in-name disciple to deny you the privileges and benefits of a true disciple?" The Flame Patriarch spoke casually, a faint teasing look flickering in his eyes.

Beads of sweat appeared on Wang Baole's forehead. He opened his mouth, but his attempt to speak was cut off by a wave of the elder's hand.

"So be it. You do need some time to think this over. If you do bump into Chen Qing, you can ask him for advice. Ask him if I, the Flame Patriarch, want to take you as a disciple, if he's going to agree to it, or if he's going to approve of it."

Wang Baole blinked, then started muttering under his breath again. Didn't the two mean the same thing? But he knew that the Flame Patriarch probably had him all figured out. The essence technique that he had belonged to his senior brother. Powerful cultivators who were familiar with who Chen Qing was would naturally come to certain conclusions about Wang Baole.

He might be able to recognize who Wang Baole was, but whether Wang Baole admitted to the fact was another matter altogether. Wang Baole kept the look of confusion on his face and pretended that he wasn't sure what the Flame Patriarch was going on about. He opened his mouth but held himself back from speaking, acting as if he were afraid of asking too many questions. Finally, he looked down and spoke meekly.

"Thank you, Senior. I'll let you know my answer as soon as possible. There's another matter… Your humble junior doesn't know how to contact you when I have made a decision on the matter. Why not… leave the mask with me so that I may contact you easily?" Wang Baole said with an earnest look on his face, cupping his fists and extending a bow towards the Flame Patriarch again.

"I have no objections to that. You've used the curse in the mask. There's not much use to the thing now." the Flame Patriarch laughed. There was a meaningful look in his eyes. He seemed to see right through Wang Baole.

Wang Baole didn't feel embarrassed for being so easily seen through, though, continuing to play the fool as he spoke.

"Oh, in that case, why not seal a dozen more of those curses inside it? Your humble junior will be able to spread your name far and wide when I bring the mask out into the world."

"Stop having ideas about the mask. I'm not letting you have it," the Flame Patriarch replied coolly when he heard Wang Baole's request.

How much of a miser is he? Wang Baole wondered with mild surprise. He thought about it for a while and decided to try again. He wasn't willing to give up just yet.

"Esteemed Senior must be intending to impart the knowledge of how to set the curse in the mask as a gift to mark our fortuitous meeting. Is that why you don't plan to just let me have the mask? Please accept my thanks, Esteemed Senior!" Wang Baole shouted and extended yet another bow to the Flame Patriarch.

"You're about as shameless as Chen Qing," the Flame Patriarch said exasperatedly. But after giving the matter some thought, he realized that he could afford to be more generous. He hadn't planned on giving anything to Wang Baole, but his mind had changed after hearing what Wang Baole had just said. After a moment of consideration, he lifted his right hand. Then, with a swipe through the air, he summoned bead-like objects from the ruins around them. They darted through the air and gathered in his palm, transforming into a gray-colored jade slip.

The Flame Patriarch blew lightly over the jade slip, and it turned black instantly. Then, he tossed it into the air. The jade slip flew towards Wang Baole and was caught by him.

"I've sealed the curse inside this jade slip. You get to use the curse once. You can also use the jade slip to contact me, but you also only get to do that once. If fate intends for us to be master and disciple, we will meet again. But for now, you should leave." After the Flame Patriarch said that, he gave Wang Baole a deep, meaningful look. His desire to have him as his disciple was genuine.

He might be an in-name disciple, but… the Flame Patriarch hadn't had a disciple for a very long time.

The thought seemed to have brought certain sad memories to mind. The Flame Patriarch waved his hand, turned around, and headed for the distance. His retreating back was that of a solitary old man. Wang Baole's form began to grow indistinct. In front of him was the lonely, retreating figure of the Flame Patriarch. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, he remained silent. Wang Baole eventually disappeared from the ruins, leaving behind the pig-headed mask. The mask transformed into a beam of light and raced towards the Flame Patriarch. It landed in the Flame Patriarch's palm instead of joining the other masks inside of his body.

"If it's meant to be mine, it will come to me. If it's not… then we should let it be." The Flame Patriarch's murmurs rippled across the heavens.

In the next moment, in Wang Baole's room in an inn in a market, there was a sudden flare of bright light. Wang Baole materialized in his room and immediately scanned his surroundings with his Divine Sense. Having affirmed that he had returned to the market and that he was safe, he released a long sigh of relief. Images of the various dangerous situations he had survived during the mission flashed across his eyes and faded away, leaving him… with the final image of the Flame Patriarch's solitary back burned into his memory.

"That's another man with a story," Wang Baole said. He took a deep breath and let his thoughts settle. Then, he began to inspect his damages. First was the Thearch Armor… 90% of it was damaged. Then, the Dharmic Battleship… Almost 90% of the Dharmic Battleship was damaged as well, with its core components barely functional.

Some of his other artifacts had been damaged as well. He had exhausted some items too. He wasn't going to forget the countless battleships that he had self-destructed in the fight. The mission had depleted whatever supplies Wang Baole had painstakingly stocked up.

But his spoils were considerable as well. He had advanced his level of cultivation, and his storage bag was overflowing with new materials. They housed the contents of a fully stocked army warehouse that belonged to the Never-Ending Clan. The number of pills, Dharmic Artifacts, and materials inside would turn anyone's eyes green with envy.

He could definitely recoup whatever losses and damages he had suffered in the mission with what he had looted from the warehouse. In addition to that, he now had 13,000 Red Crystals. What he had wanted to buy from Xie Haiyang only cost 300 Red Crystals. The purchasing power he now had with 13,000 Red Crystals was tremendous.

He recovered a Rainbow Core as well. He didn't know its uses at the moment, but he was certain that the Rainbow Core must have something to do with the Rainbow Planet. It must be extremely valuable.

In addition… he also got himself one half of a palm that used to belong to a Planet realm Never-Ending Clan cultivator. That could be used as a material for refinement. As for the storage ring left on one of its fingers, Wang Baole was sure that he could find some use for it and its contents.

A storage ring that belonged to a Planet realm cultivator… Wang Baole was rather excited. After going through the rest of his spoils, he pulled the ring off the maimed palm and extended his Divine Sense out for a scan. A frown soon appeared on his face. The seal placed on the ring by the Planet realm cultivator was still in effect. Nothing Wang Baole tried could unlock the ring.

"Forget it. I'll just have to wait until I reach the Spirit Immortal realm. I might be able to chip away at the seal slowly then!" Wang Baole said reluctantly. He had no other choice. He dared not seek help from anyone else. He would be exposing his identity as a Descender if he did that.

Wang Baole continued to take stock while studying the ring at the same time. A vast cosmic distance away, in a sea of blue planets… lay a land that was controlled by the Never-Ending Clan's nineteenth army.

Countless planets could be found in the cosmic region. An ancient palace sat on one of those planets. The blinding light of a teleportation had flooded the floors of the palace. One half of a head came flying out of the portal. It bounced onto the floor and rolled into a corner, shrieking and howling.

The head belonged to the Never-Ending Clan cultivator who slipped through death's clutches after his fight with Wang Baole. His face was contorted with pain and madness. He was furious because he had never sustained such grievous injuries prior to this battle, and he was mad because… he had lost his storage ring!

In the storage ring, he had hidden away a treasure that he had kept a secret from everyone. It wasn't a powerful weapon. But… it wouldn't be an exaggeration if he called it a cultivation golden ticket in the Never-Ending Dao Domain!

He had no natural talent when it came to cultivation. This treasure was the reason someone as mediocre as him could advance to the Planet realm. With this treasure, he might even achieve a breakthrough and attain the Eternal Star realm. He could possibly advance beyond the Eternal Star realm. If anyone were to find out about this treasure, a war would break out amongst countless family clans and tribes as they fought madly to get their hands on it. With his mediocre cultivation, he would be sure to lose his golden ticket for good!

Damn pig-head, I swear I'll find you, no matter where you are!

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Chapter 831: The Emperor Armor!

In comparison to the hatred and fury that the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator was feeling, the feelings that Wang Baole was experiencing were intense glee and delight. He eyed his storage bag and the spoils hidden within and thought of how great life was. He had struck gold.

He was right. The losses that he had incurred might have been great, but he had gained a lot. He had, in fact, gained a golden ticket. He hadn't only recouped whatever losses he had incurred but managed to make a profit out of this endeavor.

I'll just need to go through and organize what I've got, check what I can put to use and what I should sell or trade. His spirits soaring, Wang Baole sat down in a meditative pose and started his preparations for the necessary repairs ahead of him.

First on the list were his Thearch Armor and his Dharmic Battleship. Both the armor and his battleship had suffered almost 90% damage to their functionality. The lack of materials would've stopped Wang Baole from trying to repair them, regardless of how much he wanted to. Things were different now, though, as he still had a good supply of Stone Bamboo. With that, he could restore the Dharmic Battleship completely.

Some of the materials in his storage bag could also help speed up the restoration process. With his refinement skill, the repair of his Dharmic Battleship got on speedily. The next most important repair work was for his Thearch Armor.

It wasn't the first time the Thearch Armor had suffered such serious damage, so Wang Baole knew what to do. The best way to repair the armor was by using Spirit Qi. He had emptied the contents of an entire Never-Ending Clan army warehouse into his storage bag and thus had an endless supply of supreme-grade Spirit Stones at his disposal.

Wang Baole used up the materials he had like a rich man would spend his wealth. Supreme-grade Spirit Stones were ground to dust during the repair. Parts of the Thearch Armor began to regenerate steadily all over Wang Baole. At the end of the week, a completely reformed Thearch Armor enveloped Wang Baole once more. The end of the week also marked the completion of repairs on the Dharmic Battleship.

With his armor and battleship fully repaired, Wang Baole was at his peak combat strength again. The materials that he had depleted for the repairs took up only a third of his battle spoils.

The gears in Wang Baole's head started spinning furiously again. He eyed his Thearch Armor and his Dharmic Battleship, and a strange light flickered in his eyes. An idea that he had been contemplating and running through his head for a very long time resurfaced then.

Is there a way to merge the Thearch Armor and the Dharmic Battleship together… Wang Baole's breathing quickened slightly. He had been considering that idea for some time. He knew what a Dharmic Battleship was meant to do. It was meant to be merged with a Spirit Immortal realm cultivator to enhance the latter's combat strength.

He hadn't been able to achieve a merge, no matter how hard he tried. His cultivation had only been at the late-stage Soul Conduit realm then, which was weak when compared to his current False Immortal realm cultivation.

There are two ways to merge my armor with the Dharmic Battleship. The first is to somehow trick it into thinking that I've fulfilled the necessary requirements for a merge. The second… is to modify its internal structure and simplify those requirements. Wang Baole fell into a contemplative silence. He was of the view that the second option was vastly more challenging than the first. He might have some knowledge of the Dharmic Battleship, but what he knew about the artifact wasn't sufficient to facilitate the construction of the artifact. If he couldn't build a Dharmic Battleship, then he could forget about trying to modify one.

We're left with the first option then. Wang Baole narrowed his eyes.

There's no shortcut to achieving the Spirit Immortal realm in a short period of time. That's why I have to transform the Thearch Armor into a medium. That's the only way I can achieve a merge with the Dharmic Battleship now.

Is there a way or anything we can use to strengthen the Thearch Armor… Wang Baole opened his storage bag and began rummaging through the items inside, trying to find some inspiration.

Wang Baole had some idea of what he had stolen from the Never-Ending Clan army warehouse. Through a process of elimination, he was left with a few supreme-grade Spirit Stones. His eyes flashed as he plucked those Spirit Stones out of his storage bag and tried to upgrade his Thearch Armor. However, there was a limit to the number of Spirit Stones that could be fused with the Thearch Armor. Despite how precious these supreme-grade Spirit Stones were, they were still lacking when it came to upgrading the Thearch Armor to the next level.

Frustrated, Wang Baole decided to step out and pay a visit to the shops in the market. He could try asking Xie Haiyang for advice too. Just as he was about to step out, an idea popped into his head. He stared into his storage bag and at the Red Crystals inside. They were the size of his finger, and there were more than ten thousand of them in his storage bag!

Red Crystals… Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. With a swoop of his right hand, he plucked a Red Crystal out from his storage bag and held it before him. His Divine Sense extended outward and entered the crystal. Before they could dig further inward, a powerful force emanated from the crystal and repelled Wang Baole's Divine Sense, blocking them from further entry.

Wang Baole's eyes brightened. After some thought, he placed the Red Crystal onto his Thearch Armor and unleashed the armor's absorption abilities at full force. The effects were minimal. It didn't seem to be working. The Red Crystal seemed to possess a life of its own. Some semblance of a strong-willed mind was hidden inside, fighting to stop the crystal from being absorbed and fused with the armor.

What is a Red Crystal exactly? Wang Baole was curious. Narrowing his eyes, he prayed for his dear father-in-law to stay asleep and not wake up as he uttered the Dao Scripture under his breath. A mighty presence from the other end of the universe descended upon the market a few moments later.

Everyone in the market shuddered instantly. Xie Haiyang had been sipping tea in his shop then. He spewed his tea out and looked up in shock. The Red Crystal that Wang Baole had placed on the Thearch Armor lost all will to fight at that instant. Its power transformed into a red mist and was sucked straight into the Thearch Armor.

The Spirit Qi that had been housed inside the Thearch Armor underwent a drastic transformation when the red mist entered the armor. The difference in power between the two types of Spirit Qi appeared to be far too wide. If the Spirit Qi inside the armor could be compared to a serpent, the red mist would be a dragon!

The Spirit Qi inside the armor began to contract and was ultimately driven out of the Thearch Armor by the red mist. As it dissipated in the air, the red mist began to flow through the Thearch Armor. A power that far surpassed what had dwelt within the armor began to emerge. The strength of this power sent Wang Baole's heart racing with trepidation.

The sensation was akin to… gazing upon a distant planet and feeling the aura that it was exuding!

Wang Baole's breathing quickened. There was no time to think. He pulled out a few more Red Crystals hurriedly and placed them on the Thearch Armor to see if the crystals would be absorbed successfully by the armor. Within the blink of an eye, the crystals melded with the armor. He went through twenty crystals before the Dao Scripture's power faded away. The Thearch Armor appeared to have reached its limits and was now bursting at the seams. Numerous blood veins had appeared on its exterior!

Hope and anticipation shone brightly in Wang Baole's eyes. He didn't hesitate at all as he activated the Thearch Armor and unleashed its full power. An immense power erupted from the armor instantly. If he were to be precise about this power emanating from the Thearch Armor… it seemed to resemble the power of a planet, though it wasn't exactly like it. Regardless, such power definitely met the requirements necessary to perform a merge with the Dharmic Battleship.

That was why Wang Baole raised his right hand and formed a hand seal immediately after activating the Thearch Armor. He barked out, "Dharmic Battleship, merge!"

The Dharmic Battleship had been stored away inside his storage bag after it had been fully repaired with Stone Bamboos. It trembled as soon as Wang Baole barked out his command. The Dharmic Battleship's form had been that of a dragonfly, but it had transformed into that of a locust after Wang Baole had used his artifact refinement technique on it. The locust opened its mouth and let loose a silent howl as it trembled. Its physical form morphed into countless black threads that shot out of the storage bag and charged at Wang Baole.

They seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a very long time. The black threads surrounded Wang Baole and wove themselves into his Thearch Armor. In the next moment… an eruption of Spirit Immortal realm spirit energy sent the inn shaking. Every cultivator in the inn shuddered at the sudden explosion of power that had filled every corner of the inn despite the inn's protective array formation.

While everyone in the inn was trembling with shock, Wang Baole was undergoing a transformation in his room!

His black hair flowed loosely around him while a black armor covered him from head to toe. His chest plate was engraved with a locust's head, while the armor plate on his back had the engraving of a black dragon. His face was hidden behind a plain black mask. Countless black threads that resembled strands of hair danced fluidly around him like a cape…

It was as if the god of war had descended upon the planet, as if the god of death had returned to these lands!

Spirit Immortal realm spirit energy emanated from Wang Baole. The spirit energy might only be at the early-stage Spirit Immortal realm, but any Spirit Immortal realm cultivator who was to see Wang Baole now would be blown away. The overwhelming power and strength that he was radiating hinted at how easily he could crush another early-stage Spirit Immortal realm cultivator at this moment!

From now on, this armor will no longer be called the Thearch Armor. It'll be called… the Emperor Armor! Wang Baole could sense the immense power coursing through his armor, and excitement coursed through his veins. He might not have reached the Spirit Immortal realm yet, but he had obtained… the power of a Spirit Immortal realm cultivator!

He didn't own it completely, though. After assessing the armor and the power housed within, Wang Baole concluded that he would only be able to sustain his current state for an hour. The Red Crystals' power would fade after that. He would then have to pump his armor with another round of Red Crystals.

But, that's enough!

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Chapter 832: A Rich Man's Life!

Since I'm so powerful now, I wonder if I'll be able to unlock the storage ring. Wang Baole tested his strength. The power that he felt pleased him and filled him with immense confidence. With a wave of his hand, he pulled out the storage ring that he had gotten off the Never-Ending Clan cultivator. He leveled a fierce glare at the object and unleashed his Divine Sense, allowing them to envelop the storage ring completely.

"Unlock!" Wang Baole roared and allowed the full weight of his Divine Sense to fall on the storage ring. But… the storage ring was like an extremely hard rock. No matter how Wang Baole tried to crush it with his Divine Sense, it remained sturdy and unflinching under his attacks.

"Suppression!"

"Activation!"

He kept yelling and unleashing increasingly stronger bursts of his Divine Sense on the storage ring. He even resorted to using the power of the Emperor Armor. The lack of results was slightly embarrassing, to be honest. Luckily, there was no one around to witness it. Wang Baole coughed dryly, then quietly put away the storage ring, which looked no worse for wear.

"I'm not in peak form today. I'll try again another day," Wang Baole muttered. Then, he shifted slightly. The Emperor Armor on his body blurred and faded away. Wang Baole's aura dropped from its previous early-stage Spirit Immortal realm level and returned to that of a False Immortal realm. He then left the inn in a great mood.

Time to look for Xie Haiyang. After buying the materials I want, I'll head back to the Divine Eye Star System. Wang Baole patted his rather slim tummy happily. He smacked his lips and sighed at how much weight he had lost. Then, he conjured a bottle of Ice Spirit Water with his essence technique… and started drinking as he headed towards Xie Haiyang's shop…

It didn't take him long before he saw Xie Haiyang's shop in the distance. It was built like a palace, a loud beacon of unabashed wealth that stood out from the rest in the market. No other shops could compare with its opulence. It was the shop that reigned supreme over all other shops. The shop was filled with cultivators entering and leaving. It wasn't crowded to the point of being congested, but it enjoyed a good, bustling crowd of customers.

That was the scene that greeted Wang Baole when he entered the shop. People filled the shop, and the staff ran around, busy with attending to customers. Despite the crowd, Wang Baole's arrival was noticed.

The person who noticed him was the staff member who had attended to him during his last visit. His eyes brightened when he saw Wang Baole. He stepped away from the customer he was attending to and rushed towards Wang Baole, cupping his fists in greeting.

"You've arrived, Esteemed Senior. Our young master says that you're free to go up to the second floor." The staff member had attended to Wang Baole when he had stepped into the shop. Wang Baole was pleased with his attitude. He coughed, then, amidst the startled looks from the crowd, pulled out a supreme-grade Spirit Stone and threw it towards the staff member as a reward.

The staff member was clearly ecstatic as he held onto the supreme-grade Spirit Stone. He escorted Wang Baole to the staircase with bright, shining eyes, then took his leave. Wang Baole could sense the differential treatment that he was receiving. He could feel the looks of consideration and awe being directed at him from the crowd. He sighed secretly.

That's what a rich man's life is like, simple and to the point. Wang Baole shook his head as he sighed, then made his way upstairs. He didn't see Xie Haiyang when he reached the second floor. There was no one around. Just as he began to look around, he heard laughter ringing out from behind him.

"Brother Baole, it's been awhile. How have you been?"

Wang Baole blinked when he heard that, and he pretended to freeze for a moment. After the moment was over, he turned around hurriedly. A smile filled with delight appeared on his face when he saw Xie Haiyang, and he laughed out loud.

"Brother Haiyang, we just met some days ago."

"Brother Baole, I've heard of your spectacular performance during the mission. You're amazing." Xie Haiyang praised Wang Baole as they sat down. Xie Haiyang eyed Wang Baole for some time and realized that he wasn't reacting to what he had just said. In fact, there was a look of slight confusion on his face. Xie Haiyang muttered something to himself under his breath, then coughed awkwardly.

"You're the pig-masked man, aren't you?"

"Pig-masked man?" Wang Baole blinked and continued to feign ignorance. It didn't matter if his act seemed exaggerated, he wasn't going to admit to things that he wasn't supposed to admit to. It didn't matter that he would be throwing handfuls of Red Crystals at Xie Haiyang later and thus exposing his deliberate ignorance as an act. That would be a separate matter.

"Baole, you're being too modest. So be it. It doesn't matter if you're the pig-masked man. I just want to let you know that he's famous now. He's incurred the wrath of the Never-Ending Clan. They're doing everything they can to find out who he is. The only person who knows is the Flame Patriarch, though, and he's erased all evidence that points to the pig-masked man's identity. Besides the Flame Patriarch, no one else in the universe knows for sure who the pig-masked man is."

Xie Haiyang deliberately emphasized the words "for sure" when he spoke. Then, he gave Wang Baole what seemed like a smile. An imperceptible flicker flashed in Wang Baole's eyes. He knew this was Xie Haiyang trying to give him a hint. He smiled as well. Xie Haiyang was still too inexperienced. He hadn't learned the important principle of not speaking the truth even when he had seen through the act.

The thought gave Wang Baole a sudden sense of superiority. He was reminded of the high officials' autobiographies and the countless invaluable lessons that he had learned from them.

Xie Haiyang had a seemingly deep, meaningful look in his eyes. He wasn't as composed as he seemed, though. In fact, he was still reeling with shock. The acts that the pig-masked man had committed had been extraordinary and beyond shocking. He hadn't stopped at killing a late-stage Spirit Immortal realm cultivator but had nearly destroyed a Planet realm cultivator. He had caused the destruction of a planet.

No one would have batted an eye if it had been a Planet realm cultivator or someone of a higher cultivation realm who had done something like that. But most of the cultivators participating in the mission had been at the Soul Conduit realm. A Soul Conduit realm cultivator had been behind the catastrophic series of events that had taken place during the mission. He was probably going to bring about a few more disasters on a grander scale when he reached higher levels of cultivation.

Damn it, it must be Wang Baole. He's the only person who can do something like that and not surprise me in the least. He's a walking disaster. He made a trip to Mars and sent Mars into an uproar. He made a trip to the ancient sword, and the Vast Expanse Dao Palace staged a revolt immediately after… Xie Haiyang sighed secretly. Regardless, he was a little excited.

Xie Haiyang was a businessman and enjoyed hedging bets on people. The more things someone stirred up, and the better they performed, the more Xie Haiyang liked them. He spent more time and effort on customers like that. Xie Haiyang's eyes flashed at that thought, and he leaned forward to whisper to Wang Baole.

"Baole, I received an earth-shattering piece of information. Are you interested in paying for it? I promise that this information will give you a chance to break through from the Soul Conduit realm to the Spirit Immortal realm within the shortest possible period if you seize the opportunity and put it to good use!"

"Information, you say?" Wang Baole gave Xie Haiyang an assessing look. Even though Xie Haiyang wasn't as smart as himself, Wang Baole trusted Xie Haiyang's abilities. He asked about the price.

"Three thousand Red Crystals!" Xie Haiyang said immediately. He was about to justify the worth of his information when Wang Baole stared at him and shrugged.

"Let's talk about those materials that I asked you for."

"Baole, once you get this information, you'll…" Xie Haiyang continued to persuade Wang Baole.

"It's too much, I'm not interested!" Wang Baole interrupted Xie Haiyang. He snorted secretly. This was clearly daylight robbery. The materials that he had tried so hard to get only cost him 300 Red Crystals. Xie Haiyang knew how rich Wang Baole was now, which was why he had dared to ask for 3,000 Red Crystals for some stupid piece of information.

Xie Haiyang knew that Wang Baole had made up his mind. He felt slightly regretful over his hasty actions. He coughed and stopped his sales pitch. He then took out the materials that Wang Baole had placed an order for and began the negotiation for the transaction. After the deal was done, they chatted for a bit before Wang Baole suddenly told him his need for more materials.

"Just let me know what you need, Brother Baole. My shop has almost everything. I can have the materials that you want transported to my shop if they're not in stock. It'll take two hours, tops. You'll have them before you within two hours."

Wang Baole pulled out his shopping list when he heard that. Xie Haiyang took the list from Wang Baole with a smile and went to make the necessary arrangements. He got everything that Wang Baole wanted within an hour. It cost Wang Baole 2,000 Red Crystals. He could feel his heart bleeding. He believed that Xie Haiyang had overcharged him, but there was nothing he could do about it. If he were to buy these materials elsewhere, he would surely attract undue attention from spending so many Red Crystals in one go. Wang Baole said a few words, then left.

The smile on Xie Haiyang's face grew wider as he watched Wang Baole leave his shop. A moment later, he started to laugh.

Turning down a discipleship under the Flame Patriarch. Wang Baole… it seems like I still have much to learn about you and your background…

Wang Baole didn't turn back as he walked down the street. If he were to do that, he was quite sure that he would find Xie Haiyang standing in his shop, his eyes burning holes into his back. He wasn't overly concerned, though. He walked fearlessly down the street and into the distance, starting to explore the market. He wanted to find out if there was anything interesting or useful that he could buy from the market before he left.

Wang Baole wandered through the market and finally decided that there was nothing else he needed to get and that he was leaving the market. As he made his way back, his eyes suddenly… caught sight of a puppet lying in a shop!

The puppet's appearance reminded Wang Baole of the Diamond Ape in the Ethereal Dao College. He stopped in his tracks and walked towards the shop.

"This is…"

"This is a damaged Dharmic Battleship. The materials required to repair it are too rare, so it has been trashed as junk. Fellow Daoist, are you interested in buying it for your own research and study?" The shop was quite small and was manned by the owner alone, without the help of any staff. The old man had been sitting in the shop when he noticed Wang Baole eying the puppet and made his sales pitch listlessly.

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Chapter 833: The Xie Family!

"A Dharmic Battleship?" There was doubt in Wang Baole's eyes. He stepped forward and took a closer look at the puppet. The closer look left him with more questions. The animal was clearly a puppet, yet there were some remnants of life inside its body.

Its level of cultivation didn't seem to be at the Spirit Immortal realm typical of a Dharmic Battleship. It was considerably weaker.

"It seems like our fellow Daoist here doesn't know anything about the Foundation Apes?" The bored old man glanced at Wang Baole before taking out a pouch made from animal skin. He placed the pouch in his mouth and took a deep breath. He looked slightly more energized after that.

"Please, enlighten me, Fellow Daoist," Wang Baole said politely as he turned towards the old man and cupped his fists in greeting. He had noticed something strange when he had stepped into the shop. The old man seemed ordinary and had a listless, almost sickly look on his face, but Wang Baole couldn't sense the level of his cultivation. Either he had a powerful artifact that was protecting him, or his cultivation was several levels higher than Wang Baole's.

Either way, the old man was no ordinary old man. The fact that he could run a shop in the market was proof that he was no ordinary person.

"The Foundation Apes aren't creatures of nature. They are artificially created by the Xie family. The apes serve as protectors of the Xie family and act as location beacons. They may all seem to be at the Foundation Establishment realm, but depending on the quality of their make, each ape will have multiple seals of different levels inside their body!

"A Foundation Ape's cultivation is enhanced by a full realm with the release of each seal. As to why their cultivation can be enhanced in this manner and how to release a seal, only the Xie family knows."

"The one before you is broken. That's how I managed to get my hands on it. Four of its seals have been released, but to repair it, I need materials. I also need to figure out how it works. That's why it's junk now. If it weren't broken, the Xie family would've recalled it." The old man slumped back into listlessness again. He held the animal skin pouch to his mouth and sucked in another breath.

He noticed Wang Baole looking at him when he looked up. His mouth split into a wide smile as he held up the pouch in his hand.

"Don't know what this is either? Are you from some rural planet? This is a God Pouch. One breath of it can make you happier than a god. You'll see wondrous things in your head. I have no idea which cursed person made this, but it's got quite a kick. I think it came from the outer realms…"

The old man continued inhaling from the God Pouch as he spoke to Wang Baole. His words grew increasingly unintelligible near the end. Wang Baole didn't pay much attention to what he was saying. He stared at the Diamond Ape puppet in front of him. An image of Diamy appeared in his head. Everything pointed to one thing. The Diamond Ape in the Ethereal Dao College was probably a Foundation Ape.

Xie Haiyang had popped up in the college… Everything seemed to fall into place. After some time, Wang Baole asked suddenly, "Is the Xie family very powerful?"

"The Xie family… This whole market belongs to the Xie family. There are more than a million such markets in the Never-Ending Dao Domain. The Never-Ending Clan themselves owe the Xie family loads of money. Does that answer your question?" The old man put his pouch down when he heard Wang Baole's question. He turned and stared at Wang Baole with his dead eyes.

Wang Baole sucked in a cold breath of air when he heard that. He had always thought that Xie Haiyang wasn't any ordinary person, but he hadn't expected him to be so extraordinary.

"Xie Haiyang is really good at faking it," Wang Baole muttered under his breath. He wanted to ask the man a few more questions, but he could tell the latter wasn't very interested in answering them. After some thought, he gave the Foundation Ape puppet a considering look and then asked the old man how much it cost. He didn't try to bargain for a lower price and got the puppet for ten Red Crystals.

The old man's mood brightened instantly. He had just sold a broken Foundation Ape for a good price. He took a deep breath from his God Pouch, then approached and generously offered Wang Baole a storage bag to store the puppet.

Wang Baole basked in the feeling of being seen and treated as a rich man. Then, he coughed. He took the storage bag, which now held the puppet inside, and said coolly, "Sir, I'd like to know how the Xie family conducts their businesses and the type of business they do. Would you happen to know anything?"

The old man counted his Red Crystals and put them away. His face was glowing radiantly with a red light too. He laughed and told Wang Baole everything he knew.

"These markets form only one portion of the Xie family's business. They have three main forms of business. First, they market civilizations and develop planets as tourist attractions. These planets become places where tourists can go and have a good time. They also sell… teleportation array formations. The massive teleportation array formations for cross-civilization travel are all made by the Xie family. Their third form of business… is quite interesting. It's the main pillar holding the Xie family up!"

"They… invest in people who will become powerful cultivators in the future!" A mysterious look settled on the old man's face when he said that.

He then whispered, "I heard that the Never-Ending Clan managed to build their empire because they had the support of the Xie family… I also heard that the Xie family assesses the competencies of their children by looking at how powerful their investments turn out."

An imperceptible light flickered in Wang Baole's eyes. He casually asked a few more questions before cupping his fists and leaving the shop. Waves of emotions surged within Wang Baole as he made his way back.

He was very certain that Xie Haiyang was a member of the Xie family. He was also relatively sure that the Diamond Ape in the Ethereal Dao College was a Foundation Ape that had been placed there as a location beacon.

Xie Haiyang's attitude towards him… needed no further explanation. He was fairly confident that he was one of many cultivators whom Xie Haiyang was investing his resources in.

Xie Haiyang's got good taste. Wang Baole rubbed his chin and narrowed his eyes. The information that he had gotten for ten Red Crystals was worth it. He had also realized why Xie Haiyang had recognized him in the first place. Since he had chosen to invest in Wang Baole, then he must have some hidden means of locating Wang Baole quickly.

He understood why Xie Haiyang would want to be able to do that. No one wanted their investments to fail. If he were Xie Haiyang, he would do the same. What mattered was… what Wang Baole could get out of this!

So far, nothing bad has come out of our interactions. Wang Baole narrowed his eyes after giving the matter some serious thought. Even though there were slight differences between their species, the rules that governed the universe were similar no matter where one went. In which case… he simply had to make sure that Xie Haiyang continued to pour his resources into him. As Xie Haiyang's investment in him grew… whatever happened to him would become Xie Haiyang's concerns as well!

I'll tighten the noose around him. Wang Baole grinned. He did feel some slight regret. It would've been so much better if Xie Haiyang were a woman.

With such optimistic thoughts filling his head, Wang Baole left the market. Once he was outside, he raised his right hand and waved. The Emperor Armor appeared instantly in mid-air and transformed into his Dharmic Battleship.

The Dharmic Battleship's appearance was different. It looked more fearsome, and an overpowering sense of authority appeared to emanate from the locust.

Wang Baole surveyed the transformed Dharmic Battleship before him before entering it happily. With a loud thunderous boom, he steered the locust away from the market and straight into the cosmos!

Perhaps the Dharmic Battleship seemed too quiet. Wang Baole began to look around. Then, his eyes suddenly widened.

I've forgotten all about the donkey and Little Wu!

At that thought, Wang Baole hurriedly released Little Wu and the donkey. They had been sitting inside one of the self-destructing battleships in his storage bag.

Little Wu had a dazed look on his face when he appeared, while the donkey started prancing around madly. It brayed at Wang Baole incessantly, as if trying to tell him how it had been going mad from being trapped inside the battleship for so long.

Wang Baole had felt slightly guilty at first. He felt embarrassed for sealing the donkey away for so long for the second time. But as the donkey's braying grew increasingly louder and as it continued to level an unhappy look at Wang Baole, Wang Baole began to feel that the creature was in need of some discipline, so he glared at the donkey.

"Stop it. It was for your own good. Look at how dangerous it is outside. Besides, you're not the only one who was kept inside for so long!"

"Look at how obedient Little Wu is!" Wang Baole pointed at Little Wu and looked at the latter. Little Wu turned around, a dazed look on his face as he stared stupidly at Wang Baole.

Seeing Little Wu like that made Wang Baole feel more sheepish. Keeping him inside for so long must have turned the child into an idiot. Wang Baole glared at the donkey, which was giving him pitiful looks now. He coughed dryly and threw a supreme-grade Spirit Stone at the creature as a snack.

The donkey snorted air from its nostrils, then turned its head away. It didn't spare the snack a single glance.

"Oh? Someone's learned how to throw a tantrum, I see." Wang Baole glanced at the donkey. With a slight flip of his sleeve, he pulled out ten Spirit Stones. The donkey trembled visibly. It was clearly trying to control itself. With another wave of his hand, Wang Baole pulled out a hundred supreme-grade Spirit Stones. They piled up like a tiny mountain in front of the donkey.

The donkey's eyeballs were almost popping out of their sockets. It was even visibly drooling, but it seemed to be showing some spine this time. It forcibly twisted its head away again, causing Wang Baole to sigh. He pretended that he was going to store the stones and walk away. The donkey began to panic immediately. It lunged onto the pile of Spirit Stones and began munching noisily. It seemed to have learned the trick of wagging its tail while eating from somewhere.

The sight sent Wang Baole bursting into laughter. He ignored the donkey as it happily munched on its snacks. He then sat down and began to plan how he was going to strengthen his army during his trip back to the Divine Eye Star System!

I'll have to speed things up when I get back to the Divine Eye civilization… find a way to get my hands on the complete Demonic Eye Art as soon as possible! Wang Baole narrowed his eyes as he thought of the hungry presence within his Demonic Eye Art. An icy glint flashed across his eyes.

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Chapter 834: Black Earth Star Refinement Art!

"First, the self-destructing battleships…" Wang Baole muttered as he sat in his Dharmic Battleship. After setting the course the Dharmic Battleship was to take, he rubbed at his forehead. Ideas began to fill his head.

It was going to take them some time to get back to the Divine Eye Star System. Looking at how long they had taken to travel out, they needed at least three months for the return journey. This was the best time for him to rebuild his arsenal.

Building self-destructing battleships will be easy. Besides, I still have plenty of puppets to order around. The important thing is maximizing the power released from each self-destructive explosion, but that's not difficult to deal with either. If I use materials of a better grade to build these battleships, the power that they'll release when they self-destruct will naturally increase.

Besides, I still have the Divine Justice Shield… Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. Having decided what he had to do, he started to work, pulling out his puppets from his storage bag and retreating into seclusion.

Time passed steadily. Hundreds of brand-new small battleships appeared behind the Dharmic Battleship. They were black in color and exuded waves of relatively powerful spirit energy. Every battleship appeared to be as powerful as a perfected Nascent Soul realm cultivator.

Their numbers increased as the days went by, and the rate of this increase crept up steadily as well, from the initial addition of a few hundred new battleships to a few thousand new battleships every day!

After two weeks, a massive fleet of more than ten thousand battleships could be seen trailing behind the Dharmic Battleship. Every battleship was equipped with its own Divine Justice Shield. It was an awesome sight to behold. Travelers from other civilizations who saw the fleet shuddered at the sight of it and quickly hid in the hopes that their presence wouldn't be discovered.

Their reactions were understandable… besides the ten thousand strong Nascent Soul realm battleships, Wang Baole had gone all out and used up a thousand Red Crystals to build… a thousand super battleships that would release Soul Conduit realm level power when they were blown up!

These battleships looked exactly the same as the other battleships in Wang Baole's fleet. No one would be able to tell the difference without a closer look. Gathered together in a massive fleet, the battleships clearly posed a menacing threat to everyone in the area.

Wang Baole's current fleet looked majestic and powerful. It was many times stronger than the fleet that he had started out with. In addition, he now had the Emperor Armor, which gave him combat strength that rivaled a Spirit Immortal realm cultivator. Ordinary early-stage Spirit Immortal realm cultivators wouldn't be a match for him. Even if his opponent were to have a Dharmic Battleship, victory would still not be guaranteed.

If his opponent had no Dharmic Battleship, Wang Baole would be willing to duke it out with them even if his opponent were at the mid-stage Spirit Immortal realm. After all, he still had the jade token from the Flame Patriarch, who had sealed a curse inside before giving it to him.

The culmination of everything led to his brimming sense of confidence. It would be an exaggeration to say that he could now reign over the cosmos with ease, but it wouldn't be a stretch to call him a rising star in the Divine Eye civilization.

He had rebuilt his Divine Justice Shield as well. To prevent history from repeating itself, he used up a considerable portion of his vast hordes of materials just to refine Divine Justice Shields for his personal protection. He made a hundred of them in a single shot!

"Money's all I've got!" Wang Baole burst out into laughter after getting a sense of how much more powerful he now was with his full arsenal of weaponry and artifacts. The donkey brayed a few times and started to beg for treats. Its braying got louder after it successfully earned a few supreme-grade Spirit Stones from Wang Baole.

Little Wu, on the other hand, continued to remain in a daze. There was a lost look in his eyes. He seemed to be contemplating life, who he was, where he had come from, and where he was to go next.

This child… is quite pitiful, actually. Wang Baole sighed as he eyed Little Wu. He realized that he had been too harsh on the kid. But life was cultivation. One had to go through all kinds of hardships in order to emerge stronger and more powerful. The thought of that made Wang Baole feel considerably better.

Kid, I'm doing this for your own good. You still need more training. It's okay, your daddy will help you. Wang Baole coughed and looked away. After calculating how long the remaining return journey was going to take, he pulled out the partially maimed palm that had belonged to the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator.

Only three fingers remained on the palm, all of which had turned black. However, they showed no signs of decomposition, and a strong Planet realm aura still remained within the palm. The mere sight of the palm made Wang Baole feel stifled. The feeling wasn't as bad as facing a Planet realm cultivator, but it was bad enough.

Do all dismembered body parts of a Planet realm cultivator feel as powerful… Wang Baole studied the palm before him solemnly. He considered merging it with his Emperor Armor so that he might be able to wield a tiny bit of Planet realm power.

However, such methods seemed too coarse and brutish. In fact, it would be a waste to use the palm like that. Wang Baole was torn. After some consideration, he set the palm aside and took out the storage ring again.

Do I have to be at the Planet realm before I can unlock this thing? Is there really anything valuable inside… Maybe I can ask Xie Haiyang to try unlocking it as a last resort? Wang Baole frowned. He cleared his mind and was about to study the storage ring in detail when he suddenly heard heavy panting. He looked up in surprise and saw the donkey standing a short distance away. It was staring unblinkingly at the storage ring in his hand.

Its drool had dripped to the floor and formed a puddle…

The donkey's eyes reddened. Without warning, it dashed towards Wang Baole, opened its mouth, and aimed for the storage ring, snapping its teeth shut.

A loud crunch rang out as the donkey bit into thin air!

If Wang Baole hadn't been quick enough, the donkey would have bitten off his hand as well. The thought of that made him furious. Just as he was getting to his feet, the donkey made a second charge at him. It seemed to only have eyes for the storage ring. It was going to fight for the ring again.

"Are you trying to revolt?" Wang Baole sent his leg flying and landed a kick on the donkey's stomach. The donkey cried out as it was flung into the distance.

It might have looked like a rather heavy kick, but Wang Baole had controlled the force of the blow. His intention had been to get the donkey away from him, not injure the creature. The blow seemed to have kicked some sense into the donkey. It sprawled on the floor and stared pitifully at Wang Baole. It seemed to realize that it had done something wrong. Even so, drool… continued to drip from its mouth uncontrollably.

Wang Baole glared at the donkey, then looked down at the storage ring in his palm. A strange light flickered in his eyes. He knew the donkey's character. The creature had eaten its fill of materials since it had been young, and it had grown to be picky about its food. It had also cultivated a great sense of smell for high-grade materials. Its crazed behavior was proof that… there was something extraordinary hidden inside the storage ring.

Did I just strike gold? Wang Baole's breathing stuttered. He then looked up and stared at the donkey. This time, he extended his Divine Sense and started to communicate with the creature.

The donkey couldn't give a detailed description of what was inside the storage ring, but Wang Baole could sense its emotions clearly. There was an aura inside the storage ring that was driving the donkey mad. It was an aura that had squashed the donkey's reason, brought its primal instincts to the forefront, and led to the creature's offensive actions against its wonderful and dashing President Daddy.

"Save your explanations. Are you still trying to kiss my a*? You're just greedy!" Wang Baole snorted. He decided that he couldn't hand this ring to Xie Haiyang. The safest way was for him to unlock the ring himself when he had become powerful enough to do so. He was about to store the ring and the Planet realm palm into his storage bag when Little Wu, who had been in a silent daze, suddenly spoke.

"Daddy, I know a way to refine this palm into a powerful artifact. It'll be able to unleash a power that's almost as powerful as an attack from a Planet realm cultivator. I can share this knowledge with you, but I want you to do one thing for me in return…"

"Hmm?" Wang Baole cocked his head towards Little Wu immediately and narrowed his eyes. He had his guesses about the secret surrounding Little Wu's origins. He hadn't managed to find any memories inside the boy's head after searching his soul. What he knew was that the refinement technique that Little Wu had shared with him was an extremely powerful technique.

Could he really be some prince from somewhere? Wang Baole blinked. That didn't seem likely, though. A prince was supposed to look something like Wang Baole, right?

"Little Wu, be a good boy and tell Daddy. I promise that I won't ever lock you up in the future." A smile appeared on Wang Baole's face at that thought. He looked at Little Wu kindly as he spoke to the boy.

Little Wu eyed Wang Baole's smiling face with some hesitation. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and replied, "Daddy, this artifact refinement technique is called the Black Earth Star Refinement Art!"

"Theoretically speaking, you can use it to refine planets and stars…" Little Wu stuck his right hand out and pulled out a jade slip. He imprinted a seal on it, then threw it towards Wang Baole. Wang Baole caught the jade slip and scanned it with his Divine Sense. His eyes widened instantly, and shock rippled through his thoughts. He looked up and stared at Little Wu.

"What do you want me to do for you?"

"Promise to send me home when I ask you to in the future!"

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Chapter 835: Eternal Star Fire!

In Wang Baole's opinion, the Black Earth Star Refinement Art was an incredible refinement art. Even with his current level of refinement competency, he was barely able to understand the first chapter of this extraordinary refinement art.

The refinement art consisted of nine chapters and was rich with knowledge and wisdom. The eighth chapter described the possibility of refining an entire Dao Domain. The Dao Domain would become one's personal realm. The cultivator would rise above the cosmos then and achieve the supreme Great Dao.

Even though cosmic cultivation had become a way of life for Wang Baole, even though certain myths and legends no longer seemed as implausible as they had before, and even though Wang Baole now took such tales with an equal measure of doubt and faith, he couldn't help but think… that the Dao Domain that chapter eight was talking about was pure myth.

The contents in chapter nine sounded even more preposterous. It spoke about a separate domain in which every living creature possessed the power to easily destroy another being.

The author of this chapter might have been worried about the clarity of his description, so he had included an example. For example, one could paint a person on a piece of paper, then cut the painted image up. The painted person would be defenseless against those actions. One could easily tear it into shreds, just like they could paper. Even if they had drawn something else other than a human, such as the most fearsome beast or the most powerful cultivator, the outcome would remain unchanged. They could crush them just as easily.

The methods that were described in chapter nine were a kind of dream conjured out of thin air, where one could transform themselves from a mere painted image into an actual living being in that separate domain.

Wang Baole was gasping by the end of it. The cultivation technique seemed like pure madness. However, it didn't matter if what it said was true or mere lies. He wasn't at the level of cultivation to consider such things. It was beyond him at the moment. He couldn't help but consider what the author had said in chapter nine, though. He looked up. His eyes seemed to see right through the walls of the Dharmic Battleship and into the cosmos outside.

A long while later, Wang Baole turned towards Little Wu again and asked him, "Where are you from?"

Little Wu blinked. He then got to his feet slowly and swept his sleeve aside gently. His eyes no longer looked lost. A calm and composed look had settled over his face, and his eyes shone with a mysterious light. In that instant, he was no longer Little Wu, the boy who called Wang Baole his daddy, but a mysterious cultivator.

"I've told you before, I'm a prince of the Black Earth Empire. You shouldn't be asking who I am, but… where the Black Earth Empire is!"

Wang Baole was silent. He took a deep breath, then asked again in a low, deep voice, "Where's the Black Earth Empire?"

"That's not the question you should be asking. You should be asking if the Black Earth Empire is here, in this Dao Domain!" A transformation rippled across Little Wu's aura as he spoke. One could sense the pride hidden deep inside him and the mystery surrounding his origins.

The donkey's eyes widened then too. It even seemed to have gasped. There was a deep, meaningful look in its eyes when it turned and studied Little Wu. The creature seemed to be trying to look into Little Wu's soul.

Wang Baole remained quiet for a long time. Then, he asked slowly, "Where is the real Black Earth Empire?"

"That's not the question you should be asking…"

"To hell with that!" Wang Baole exploded into a rage before Little Wu could finish his sentence. He had been holding himself back the previous two times, but the rascal was just asking for a lashing. Wang Baole glared at the boy and gave him a kick.

Little Wu cried out as he was flung into the distance. He had a thick hide, though, and sustained no injury from the kick. However, it still hurt. The memory of him being thrashed by Wang Baole for the very first time popped up in his head. Wang Baole had forced him to call him Daddy. He shuddered violently then and hurriedly returned to his former self. A fawning look settled on his face as he spoke eagerly and almost desperately.

"Daddy, don't be mad. I was wrong. I made a terrible mistake. I'm not from some Black Earth Empire, I'm just one of many princes from a small kingdom. The jade slip is our kingdom's national treasure. I stole it…" Little Wu's face crumpled into a pitiful look as he explained the origins of the jade slip to Wang Baole.

Wang Baole felt so much better after hearing that. That was how questions should be answered. But Wang Baole wasn't going to believe anything that Little Wu had said. He still had his suspicions about the boy's origins. There was the information detailed in chapter nine of the Black Earth Star Refinement Art to consider as well… It blew his mind and made him look at Little Wu differently as well.

Could this fellow be from the domain that chapter nine wrote about? It seems unlikely. He's so weak.

Wang Baole had that thought in mind as he continued to consider the Black Earth Star Refinement Art. After some time, he shifted his attention away from Little Wu and sat down. He stared at the jade slip in his hand and began studying the contents of the first chapter.

Time flew by, and soon, a month passed. During that month, Wang Baole's enormous fleet traversed multiple galaxies and encountered a few groups of cosmic travelers. Without any exception to the rule, these travelers panicked upon sensing the terrifying presence of Wang Baole's army and only released a sigh of relief when he left.

Wang Baole wasn't in the mood to care about these strangers. He was immersed in the first chapter of the Black Earth Star Refinement Art. He had spent an entire month studying the chapter and had only begun to understand a small portion of it.

This portion had to do with refining a Planet realm cultivator into an artifact.

"I need to find myself an Eternal Star!" Wang Baole muttered. He looked up and stared at the cosmos outside his Dharmic Battleship. His Divine Sense then melded with the Dharmic Battleship. Augmented by the Dharmic Battleship, his Divine Sense extended outwards into space, stretching into the distant cosmos. He pulled out a star map and began studying it in detail. Then, he adjusted the Dharmic Battleship's course and began speeding towards the nearest Eternal Star.

It took Wang Baole's fleet seven days to reach the galaxy. There was a civilization living in the galaxy, but it was a primitive one and hence couldn't sense Wang Baole's arrival. Wang Baole wasn't planning to intrude upon the civilization anyway. As he approached the galaxy's Eternal Star, a bright red sun appeared in his sight.

Its size and heat resembled the Solar System's Eternal Star. Wang Baole squinted as he felt the scorching heat and immense destructive power radiating from the Eternal Star. The contents in the first chapter of the Black Earth Star Refinement Art—the way to refine a Planet realm cultivator—appeared in his head.

We have to modify the internal structure of an Eternal Star's fire and refine the fire in the Divine Sea. We have to transform it into our puppet!

The steps might seem easy, but the hardest part is where one has to swallow the fire of an Eternal Star!

Wang Baole fell into a contemplative silence. Swallowing Eternal Star Fire was the first step to practicing the Black Earth Star Refinement Art. The practitioner needed a form of kindling inside him. As he continued his cultivation, he would add other forms of kindling to keep the fire inside him going. This would make him stronger and madder at the same time.

There were great risks to this first step. A misstep would result in his being burned alive. There was a reminder in the jade slip that stated that one should attempt the Black Earth Star Refinement Art under specific conditions. It was inadvisable to practice it otherwise.

Two different types of special conditions were mentioned in the chapter. One had to practice on an Eternal Star that was on the verge of collapse or on a newly born Eternal Star!

One needed luck in order to meet either of these conditions. Wang Baole wasn't lucky enough at the moment. But the Black Earth Star Refinement Art only discouraged practicing the refinement art without meeting either of those specific conditions. It didn't explicitly state that he would fail otherwise.

That was why… Wang Baole thought that he could still give it a go. He had an advantage no other person had. His current form… was an avatar conjured by his essence technique!

If I fail the first time, I'll try another ten times. If I fail those ten times, I'll just try a hundred times! Wang Baole's eyes flashed as he lifted his right hand and formed a hand seal. His physical form grew indistinct instantly. Wisps of mist emerged from his body, gathered before him, and morphed into a smaller version of himself. This mini Wang Baole stepped through the walls of the Dharmic Battleship and rushed towards the sun.

It got as close as it could to the sun, then took a deep breath in. Flames surged towards the mini Wang Baole and flooded his mouth. In the next moment, the mini Wang Baole shuddered, then burst into flames. The avatar turned to dust instantly.

Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. He carefully examined what he had felt from the earlier attempt.

I tried to absorb too much energy. I should take in less. I need to tweak what the avatar does after absorbing the energy as well… Wang Baole dissected the causes of his failure and quickly summoned the second avatar.

Lather, rinse, repeat. Wang Baole's fleet stationed itself next to the Eternal Star for an entire month!

Wang Baole almost drove himself mad during that month. He made failed attempt after failed attempt, downing pills when he felt weak and eating other supreme-grade materials such as Spirit Stones to keep himself going. Despite all of that, he could feel his essence being drained away and the fading of his body.

His repeated attempts weren't for nothing, though. Each failed attempt earned Wang Baole a great deal of experience. On his hundred and seventy-third try, his avatar finally managed to swallow a ball of Eternal Star Fire without exploding, successfully returning to the battleship!

Wang Baole was elated upon its return. His physical form dissipated into pure mist, racing towards his avatar and transforming it into his primary avatar via the essence technique. His body shuddered violently at that instant. He could feel heat coursing through his whole body!

A prototype of a sun had appeared in his Divine Sea. It was burning hotly. Dark Fire surrounded the brightly burning sun, achieving a kind of balance between the two types of fire!

I've done it! Upon sensing the Eternal Star Fire inside his body, Wang Baole opened his eyes and revealed a flash of fire flickering in his eyes. The sight of the fleeting flames sent Little Wu and the donkey shuddering uncontrollably. Even though Wang Baole was only at the False Immortal realm now, the dangerous vibes that he was exuding had surpassed that of a Planet realm cultivator!

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Chapter 836: Who Dares Bully Me?

But this was merely an illusion!

The illusion was the result of the scorching heat emanating from the Eternal Star Fire inside Wang Baole's body. It wasn't possible for Wang Baole to unleash power at the Planet realm at the moment. Even if he were to blow himself up, with his current level of cultivation, he would only be able to injure a Planet realm cultivator. He wouldn't be able to kill the latter.

This didn't affect the effect he had on others, though. A Wang Baole who was radiating heat from Eternal Star Fire could still manage to instill some fear into his enemies.

The effect might be better if he were to unleash the Dao Scripture and his Eternal Star Fire concurrently.

Wang Baole assessed the Eternal Star Fire burning inside his body, then sat down happily. He pulled out the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator's maimed palm, planning to refine it then and there.

Once I'm done, I'll be able to possess a little bit of… Planet realm combat strength! Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. This was a serious matter. He was going to use this as his trump card in his coming days in the Divine Eye civilization. It was going to be a potential lifesaver!

Time passed steadily, and another month went by. Wang Baole's journey was nearing its end. His fleet was slowly approaching the borders of the Divine Eye civilization. After a few more steps, they would enter the Divine Eye civilization.

After a month of tedious refinement, Wang Baole finally successfully refined the palm. He housed it inside the Eternal Star Fire in his body and began nurturing the palm with the fire.

What's left is to nurture it. The longer it's nurtured, the more power it will accumulate, right up until it reaches its former peak!

Wang Baole surveyed the Planet realm palm inside his Eternal Star Fire. His spirits soaring, he extended his Divine Sense out for a sweep. He then narrowed his eyes and lifted his right hand in a wave. Except for a few dozen battleships, the rest of his massive ten-thousand-strong fleet clustered together immediately. He stored the latter group away in his storage bag. The remaining battleships had been deliberately left out in the open because of their worn and damaged state. Wang Baole kept them in his active fleet. The entire army looked as if it had survived a difficult expedition and had escaped back to its home planet.

Wang Baole remained dissatisfied with the army's appearance as his battleships entered the Divine Eye civilization, so he manipulated the Dharmic Battleship's appearance and made it look shabbier. He also concealed the Dharmic Battleship's strong presence, weakening it so that it appeared like an ordinary battleship.

That's more like it. Wang Baole surveyed his results with great satisfaction. Then, he steered the Dharmic Battleship into the Divine Eye civilization. He didn't return to the Divine Sovereign Justice Sect's protectorate immediately, heading for the Violet Gold New Dao Sect instead.

"Didn't the Violet Gold New Dao Sect put out a warrant for me? Well, let's see which idiot is stupid enough to appear in front of me. I don't care which Violet Gold New Dao Sect legion I bump into, I'm going to give them a taste of my power!" Wang Baole stuck his chin out arrogantly and drove towards the Violet Gold New Dao Sect. Next to him, Little Wu and the donkey looked on with excitement and anticipation.

Wang Baole didn't manage to get his wish, though. He couldn't intrude too deep into the Violet Gold New Dao Sect's territory. Otherwise, he wouldn't be provoking the sect's armies but the sect's patriarch himself.

He wandered around in the outer regions of the sect's protectorate and failed to meet any armies. Wang Baole found that slightly disappointing. He decided to leave. It was then that the heavens decided to shower Wang Baole with their blessings. Not long after he had chosen to leave and turned his fleet around, a vast army appeared in the cosmos ahead of his army!

The army looked majestic with their pitch-black battleships, which exuded an overpowering and dangerous air. They charged forward like a blade thrusting into the air. They clearly weren't in the habit of avoiding others. Those who stood in their path should give way to them instead.

The auras of three False Immortal realm cultivators emanated from the fleet. Those who sensed their presence felt as if they were basking in the auras of three gods and were awed by their power. Standing apart from these three False Immortal realm presences was another aura… which was more powerful than them.

It belonged to… a Spirit Immortal realm cultivator!

Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and immediately caught sight of a unique-looking battleship in the center of the fleet. It was shaped like a ferocious beast, one that resembled a black cheetah, and it was clearly a Dharmic Battleship!

The Black Rift Legion? Wang Baole's eyes flashed. He wasn't the ignoramus who had just joined the Divine Sovereign Justice Sect and knew little about the other two upper sects anymore. He knew that there was an army under the Violet Gold New Dao Sect that ranked third in the sect's rankings of most powerful armies. It was helmed by a Dharmic Battleship that was in the shape of a black cheetah. The name of this army was… the Black Rift Legion.

"A Spirit Immortal realm and three False Immortal realm cultivators… Forget it. I have no grudge against the Black Rift Legion. Besides, we have similar names. There's a 'Rift' in both our legions' names. That counts as fate too. I'll let them go." Wang Baole coughed and ignored the dubious looks that Little Wu and the donkey were giving him. He steered his Dharmic Battleship and his fleet of battleships aside and gave way to the Black Rift Legion.

The Black Rift Legion charged past Wang Baole's army as soon as the latter shifted aside. They rushed forward and were about to go right past him when one of the False Immortal realm cultivators suddenly extended her Divine Sense out. Her Divine Sense fell like a sudden cloak over Wang Baole. A furious voice and the sound of grinding teeth thundered in the cosmos after that quick scan.

"Long Nanzi!"

Someone leaped out of one of the battleships in the Black Rift Legion. The battleship was clearly one of the more powerful ones in the fleet, second only to the Dharmic Battleship. It was a woman. She was… the former commander of the Ink Dragon Legion!

The Ink Dragon Legion had been defeated by Wang Baole. Even if they were to regroup, it would be a near-impossible feat for them to reach their former glory. The Black Rift Legion had taken the opportunity to merge the remnants of the Ink Dragon Legion to its main fleet. The former commander of the Ink Dragon Legion joined the Black Rift Legion as well, becoming the third vice commander of the fleet.

The woman had found Wang Baole's fleet familiar. That had been why she had scanned it with her Divine Sense. The hate that she felt for Wang Baole had erupted instantly when she felt his presence.

A violent glint flashed in Wang Baole's eyes. His aim had been to vent the frustration that he had felt from being hunted that day. Besides, he had given way to the Black Rift Legion earlier. This cursed woman was the one who had jumped out of her battleship, looking for trouble. Despite the violence flashing in his eyes, Wang Baole tried to control himself and steer his fleet away.

"Black Rift Legion, I'm Long Nanzi, the commander of the Soul Rift Legion under the Divine Sovereign Justice Sect. I've just returned from a distant expedition. I've already given way to you, so what's the meaning of this? Don't push me too far!" Wang Baole's voice sounded furious, as if he were on the verge of breaking down. He seemed to be panicking.

Anyone who heard him would think he was panicking. That was why he had whipped out the Divine Sovereign Justice Sect's name to escape the trouble that he had just landed himself in.

His act proved to be effective. Fury lit the eyes of the former Ink Dragon Legion commander ablaze. She struggled to hold herself back as she turned her eyes towards the Dharmic Battleship, where the Black Rift Legion's commander was located.

"Commander!" Her shrill voice rang out. A few moments later, a calm voice drifted out from the Black Rift Legion's Dharmic Battleship.

"Long Nanzi attempted to steal the Black Rift Legion's military secrets. Arrest him!"

The former Ink Dragon Legion commander was elated when she heard her commander's orders. She dashed towards Wang Baole instantly. The other two False Immortal realm cultivators of the Black Rift Legion charged out of their battleships and rushed at Wang Baole like two shooting stars.

They were clearly looking for a quick battle. Arresting Wang Baole was going to be a piece of cake for them. With three False Immortal realm cultivators attacking Wang Baole jointly, the battle was going to be over in a second.

Wang Baole laughed as he watched them charge at him. He had controlled himself earlier because he wanted to be seen as the reasonable one. He had wanted to assess the Black Rift Legion's attitude towards him as well. They had no grudge against each other, so it wouldn't have been right for him to strike first. Things had changed now, though.

Wang Baole grinned and dissipated into a cloud of mist. He reappeared outside his Dharmic Battleship and sent his fist flying towards the former Ink Dragon Legion commander!

"Scram!" A False Immortal realm power exploded from Wang Baole's person as he sent his fist punching out. The punch held the force of a tornado. The former Ink Dragon Legion commander's eyes widened, and shock rose within her as Wang Baole's fist landed. The cosmos reverberated with a thunderous boom, and spirit energy rippled across the universe. The former Ink Dragon Legion commander shuddered violently, feeling a powerful shock wave lashing through her body. She puked out a mouthful of blood and fell back like a kite cut of its string.

The sight sent the other two False Immortal realm cultivators reeling back with shock. They narrowed their eyes. It was then that their commander's voice boomed from aboard the Black Rift Legion's Dharmic Battleship.

"Get into position, Black Rift Legion. We don't need him alive. Execute him immediately when you catch him!" Upon that command, thousands of Black Rift Legion battleships thundered as they rushed into position, intending to surround Wang Baole completely.

"You're the one who's going to be dead!" Wang Baole sneered as he stood on his Dharmic Battleship, gazing out into the battlefield.

"You've got quite an army, but mine isn't small either!" With a wave of his hand, Wang Baole sent his fleet of self-destructing battleships charging out. More than ten thousand of those battleships surrounded the army forces!

A deathly silence descended on the battlefield instantly. The cultivators of the Black Rift Legion, who had been condescending and proud a moment earlier, were now thunderstruck.

If one were to look at the battlefield from a distance… it no longer seemed like a case of the Black Rift Legion having Wang Baole surrounded. Wang Baole's Soul Rift Legion had surrounded the Black Rift Legion instead!

"You were thinking of bullying me?" Wang Baole stared into the distance, where the Black Rift Legion stood, and asked coolly.

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Chapter 837: I Can't Kill You!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

At that moment, the entire battlefield became deadly silent. No one spoke, and no one dared to move. Everything seemed to freeze at that moment.

Truly… Wang Baole's battleships appeared too suddenly. At the same time, Wang Baole purposefully unleashed the auras of the battleships. The close to 10,000 Nascent Soul disturbances and thousands of Soul Conduit auras made the entire Black Rift Legion shudder.

That was especially so for the former commander of the Ink Dragon Legion. She stared in disbelief and shock as her body trembled slightly. In reality, the aura that Wang Baole exuded gave her the illusion that she was looking at a mighty figure!

Tens of thousands of Nascent Souls… thousands of Soul Conduits… this power… The former Ink Dragon Legion commander's heart was in turmoil. She couldn't help but compare Wang Baole's power with the Black Rift Legion. In the end, she found that, excluding the Black Rift Legion's commander, even if the three False Immortals and the entire Black Rift Legion attacked at the same time, they would still be evenly matched with Wang Baole!

The other two False Immortals also felt this way. Even the Black Rift Legion commander, the middle-aged male within the Dharmic Battleship who had previously looked calm and spoke calmly, stared. His eyes revealed an unprecedented sense of seriousness as he took a deep breath after a moment. While the capability Wang Baole displayed made him very interested, he couldn't help but consider the consequences.

Unless… I can just kill him directly. That way… The Black Rift Legion commander narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then spoke slowly.

His voice spread throughout the silent battlefield, seemingly shattering the tense atmosphere.

"Leave half of your battleships here, and I'll let you leave peacefully. I'll also wipe away all grievances between you and the Ink Dragon Legion."

As his words spread, the surrounding Black Rift Legion cultivators all heaved sighs of relief. Even though the former Ink Dragon Legion commander felt indignant, she understood that the strength of Long Nanzi now was different from when he was being chased down previously. So, although she still had some resentment towards Long Nanzi deep down, she could only tolerate it.

However… Wang Baole, who was standing on his Dharmic Battleship with his hands behind his back, raised his eyebrows and laughed after hearing that.

"Arrogant as usual. But I want to ask you, Senior Black Rift Legion Commander, what gives you the right to make that statement?"

"What gives me the right?" Hearing that, a cold glint flashed between the Black Rift Legion commander's eyes as he laughed. While laughing, he shook his body and appeared outside of his leopard Dharmic Battleship!

He was clad in black robes and had a head full of black hair. His skinny silhouette and proud and aloof appearance made the Black Rift Legion commander look extraordinary. That was especially so considering that the cosmos trembled and disturbances were created all around the moment he appeared. An early-stage Spirit Immortal aura also exploded forth, gathering to form a giant vortex outside his body.

Looking from afar, he seemed to be able to warp the cosmos all around him on his own. That was especially so considering how all of the surrounding Black Rift Legion battleships made way as the vortex outside his body circulated. In fact, even Wang Baole's self-destructing battleships showed obvious signs of being suppressed!

Such was the power of a Spirit Immortal!

And it hadn't ended yet. As the Black Rift Legion commander appeared, he raised his foot and stepped towards Wang Baole.

The moment his foot landed, the vortex outside his body neared Wang Baole. It was so fast that it seemed to ignore the confines of space. Afterwards, he raised his right hand and grabbed towards Wang Baole's neck!

"Now do you know what right I have?" While his words were still echoing in the surroundings, the Black Rift Legion commander's right hand had already appeared in front of Wang Baole and was about to grab onto his neck. But at that moment, a cold glint suddenly appeared in Wang Baole's eyes as the Thearch Armor covered his entire body. In the next moment, while his False Immortal cultivation spread rapidly, he was also boosted by the Thearch Armor. This gave him the combat strength of an early-stage Spirit Immortal despite not being a Spirit Immortal.

It would take a very long time to describe all of this, but in reality, it all happened in the blink of an eye. In the next moment, Wang Bailey raised his right hand, clenched it, and threw a punch towards the Black Rift Legion commander's right hand!

This punch gathered all of the power of his cultivation and the Thearch Armor. As the power was unleashed, the cosmos immediately warped. Disturbances spread in a boundless area, and the aura on his body also exploded forth. It also formed a vortex and suppressed the surroundings. Looking from afar, it actually seemed evenly matched with the Black Rift Legion commander's aura!

This made the Black Rift Legion commander's expression change. But the two of them were already too close to each other, and it was too late for him to retreat. In the next moment… their fists collided together.

As the fists collided, a wave of physically visible disturbance exploded forth from the two of them. Wang Baole's whole body trembled as he retreated a few steps back and stepped onto the Dharmic Battleship beneath his feet. The Dharmic Battleship trembled and absorbed most of the impact. As for the Black Rift Legion commander, his body also trembled. Because he had nothing behind him to absorb the impact, he flew back thousands of feet before stopping. He raised his head and stared daggers at Wang Baole. At that moment, his eyes were extremely red.

At the same time, the disturbances formed when they collided were already spreading rapidly towards the surroundings. All battleships in every direction flew backward instantly. In fact, some couldn't take the impact and exploded.

As for the Black Rift Legion cultivators, they all retreated in a panic and were in a sorry state. Many of them spat blood while wearing expressions of shock. But those who found it most incredulous were the three False Immortals, including the former Ink Dragon Legion commander. Their bodies also retreated uncontrollably. They all seemed like they had seen a ghost. That was especially so for the former Ink Dragon Legion commander, who shouted out in shock.

"Spirit Immortal? Impossible!"

Ignoring the chaos in the surroundings and not looking at the former Ink Dragon Legion commander's expression, Wang Baole coughed. After taking care of the cultivation rolling around in his body, his gaze landed on the Black Rift Legion commander, who had an extremely ugly expression.

"Sorry, but I still don't know. What right do you have?"

At that moment, the killing intent in the Black Rift Legion commander's eyes was extremely intense. He raised his right hand and grabbed in the direction of his Dharmic Battleship leopard while growling.

"Dharmic Battleship, return!"

As his words spread, the black leopard raised its head and growled while its body charged out, becoming a seemingly endless amount of black light. Instantly, it neared the Black Rift Legion commander. After covering his body, it became a ferocious armor, making the Black Rift Legion commander look equally as ferocious at that moment. His aura also increased, reaching the peak of the early-stage Spirit Immortal Realm. His body also became a ray of black light with a flick. It charged towards Wang Baole again, seeming as though it could cut through the cosmos!

"I also have a Dharmic battleship!" Wang Baole laughed loudly as he leaped forward. Instantly, the locust Dharmic Battleship beneath his feet became countless rays of light shooting towards him. Using the Thearch Armor as a vessel, it fused immediately and formed… the Emperor Armor!

As the power of Red Crystals within the Emperor Armor circulated, a wave of Spirit Immortal disturbance exploded forth from Wang Baole's body, making him travel even faster. In the next moment, he collided with the Black Rift Legion commander in the cosmos and threw a punch again!

Rumbles exploded forth with a power more powerful than before. This time, they spread towards a wider area, and the disturbances could be felt from very far away.

As the disturbances rumbled, Wang Baole's advantage in combat strength was in full display. Despite having a Dharmic Battleship, the Black Rift Legion commander actually kept retreating under Wang Baole's ferocious attacks!

This scene made all of the surrounding Black Rift Legion cultivators shudder in fear. They dared not believe what they were seeing. That was especially so after the Black Rift Legion commander was sent flying thousands of feet away as Wang Baole growled, and his right hand Divine Armament landed!

"Long Nanzi, you tricked me. You acted like you're a Soul Conduit when you're actually a Spirit Immortal. You…" The Black Rift Legion commander growled angrily, but he didn't finish his sentence and was cut off by Wang Baole.

"Your battleship army is weaker than mine, you're less handsome than me, your combat strength isn't as strong as mine, and you're not as rich as me. Black Rift, what right do you have to blackmail me?

"I stole your army's secrets? You dare bully me because you have the upper hand in terms of numbers? You think you can handle me just because you have a high cultivation level?"

"I can't kill you!" Wang Baole unleashed all of his power as he stood there like a deity. As he growled, he flicked his body. As the surrounding crowd watched in shock, he charged towards the Black Rift Legion commander, who was also extremely shocked, still in disbelief, and who was feeling extremely indignant and frenzied!

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Chapter 838: Crippling the Former Ink Dragon Legion Commander!

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He was as fast as lightning. He was far away in the previous moment but had already appeared in front of the Black Rift Legion commander in the next. Instantly, rumbles exploded forth in the surroundings. With the Emperor Armor formed by the Dharmic Battleship and Thearch Armor, Wang Baole's combat strength was equivalent to that of a mid-stage Spirit Immortal without a Dharmic Battleship!

Although the Black Rift Legion commander had a Dharmic Battleship, due to the level of his cultivation techniques, his combat strength was only close to that of a mid-stage Spirit Immortal without a Dharmic Battleship. That was especially so considering he had underestimated his opponent at the start and sustained injuries as a result. And at his and Wang Baole's level, whether one was injured and whether one moved first became especially important.

So when fighting Wang Baole, the Black Rift Legion commander started showing signs of being outmatched right from the start!

As rumbles sounded, blood seeped out from the sides of the Black Rift Legion commander's mouth as he retreated again. His expression and heart were filled with shock and disbelief. He knew that while this battle happened suddenly, he had suffered a setback and lost reason. If it were others, they wouldn't care whether he was reasonable or not. But for fellow Spirit Immortals, reason was very important.

Besides, he felt that if he kept fighting in his current state, it would be very disadvantageous for him. In his heart, he had already started regretting it, but his ego made him unable to apologize. Instead, he could only growl.

"Long Nanzi, this is the territory of the Violet Gold New Dao Sect. Do you want to fight to the death with me here!"

"Interesting, didn't you say that I stole your army's secrets just now? Come, tell Daddy, what did Daddy steal from you?" Wang Baole naturally understood the threat in the Black Rift Legion commander's words and observed that his aura had weakened. But he wasn't a merciful man. It would be best if someone didn't mess with him. But since the Black Rift Legion commander did, then he wouldn't be the one deciding whether to battle or not.

Even if they didn't battle, it would be because he stopped after deciding he didn't want to battle. So, with a sneer, Wang Baole flicked his body and neared the Black Rift Legion commander again. Rumbles sounded again as the disturbances caused by their battle in the cosmos became more and more intense.

The Black Rift Legion commander felt extremely indignant in his heart. He wished to resist but couldn't do so. Wang Baole was obviously stronger than him. Although he wasn't that much stronger and couldn't kill him instantly, he made him retreat continuously and lose his reputation. Hence, a tinge of frenzy appeared in his eyes at that moment.

"Long Nanzi, do you really think that I'm scared of you!" The Black Rift Legion commander roared. As he raised his right hand, a black moon silhouette appeared above his head. Within it, a large amount of black mist dispersed, forming ghost faces that let out shrill cries towards Wang Baole.

Obviously, this technique was the Black Rift Legion commander's trump card. At that moment, he unleashed his entire cultivation and shook the surrounding cosmos, causing the void around him to warp as well. That exemplified just how eerie and horrifying the moon silhouette above his head was!

Faintly, something seemed to awaken from a slumber within the moon silhouette. It wanted to open its eyes and make everyone who saw it die!

Ghost shadow? Wang Baole blinked and laughed. Previously, he couldn't do anything to the Black Rift Legion commander. Although he could suppress him and beat him up, he was, after all, a Spirit Immortal. It would still be somewhat difficult to kill him. But now… it seemed as though a chance had presented itself.

But as for whether to seize that chance, Wang Baole hesitated in his heart. It would be foolish of him to expose his Dark Art just to kill the Black Rift Legion commander. Besides… if he killed a Spirit Immortal in the Violet Gold New Dao Sect's territory, it would be difficult for even the Sovereign Patriarch to protect him…

After all, a Spirit Immortal was very important, and a sect's reputation was even more important!

I don't believe that the Violet Gold New Dao Sect's Planet realm patriarch would be unaware of our battle at this point. Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, and a sharp glint appeared within them at that moment.

If he's aware, and he's still watching… it's a little dangerous. Thinking to this point, Wang Baole suddenly laughed.

"Do you think only you have a trump card?" As he spoke, Wang Baole raised his hands and shook them violently. Instantly the full power of his cultivation and the Emperor Armor were unleashed, forming a storm outside his body. He made it look as though he was going to fight to the death with the Black Rift Legion commander. With a loud roar, his body moved.

But he didn't charge towards the Black Rift Legion commander. Instead, he retreated instantly and headed straight for the former Ink Dragon Legion commander, who was watching the battle in shock from afar. He neared her instantly and raised his right hand, flicking a finger towards the former Ink Dragon Legion commander's glabella without giving her a chance to react!

But, as Wang Baole's finger was about to land, a humph suddenly sounded from the direction of the Violet Gold New Dao Sect. It formed a heaven-shaking disturbance as it exploded forth and descended upon Wang Baole.

This wasn't the first time Wang Baole felt this way. The Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator on the planet that the Never-Ending Clan army was on made him feel that way too. So, in an instant, Wang Baole's body trembled violently. The feeling of the cosmos seemingly tilting and squeezing towards him made Wang Baole's soul tremble.

However… Wang Baole dared to fight in the Violet Gold New Dao Sect, not because of the power of his Emperor Armor, but because of the Eternal Star Fire in his body and the Planet realm palm that he was nurturing.

So, the moment the Divine Sense power descended, Wang Baole growled, and the Eternal Star Fire in his body shook violently. Although it was weak, the difference in level meant that Wang Baole could still move slightly under the suppression of the Planet realm Divine Sense. The finger he flicked stopped, then broke off, causing half a finger to shoot out and land on the glabella of the former Ink Dragon Legion commander!

The former Ink Dragon Legion commander had no time to react to all of this. She only felt a huge wave of power crash forth and explode in front of her. Following that, she felt extreme pain in her body and her soul being torn apart. Cries of pain spread from her mouth uncontrollably while her body was blown back by the huge force. Instantly, half of her head, an arm, and a leg collapsed and dissipated away.

Under the impact of the violent force, her meridians broke, her dantian was damaged, and part of her soul dissipated away. Her cultivation seemed to be completely destroyed. It fell from the False Immortal realm, and she was no longer a Soul Conduit. Instead, she was beaten down to the Nascent Soul realm!

Such a fall was caused by the collapse of her foundation. So, unless she had some extremely rare and precious materials, she would be completely unable to recover!

After doing that, Wang Baole resisted the suppression from the Planet realm consciousness as his body retreated. As he raised his right hand and waved it down, all of his self-destructing battleships returned immediately. Afterward, he turned into a long rainbow with a flick of his body and left while his voice spread in the surroundings.

"Senior Violet Gold, I returned after carrying out a secret mission the Sovereign Patriarch gave me and met the Black Rift Legion. A woman from this army slandered me and said I stole their army's secrets. After I tried to give way to them, they still tried to capture and kill me. I had no choice. I didn't kill anyone, I only administered some punishment to this woman. At the same time, I will report this to the Sovereign Patriarch and ask him to pass judgment!"

His words were neither supercilious nor obsequious, with all of them being very reasonable. Besides, Wang Baole did indeed not kill anyone from start to finish, and he did indeed try to give way numerous times. One could say that no matter how one looked at it, he wasn't in the wrong!

That was especially so considering he evaded the crucial point and shifted the blame for slander from the Black Rift Legion commander to the former Ink Dragon Legion commander. Such a method of speaking displayed how proficient he was at handling issues. So, when his words spread, the Planet realm Divine Sense covering Wang Baole stopped for a while, and a faint humph could be heard. But, in the end, the consciousness dissipated and stopped locking onto him.

The turn in the course of events, the battle and leaving while speaking, happened in an instant. Seeing that his subordinate was crippled and noticing that his patriarch had arrived, the Black Rift Legion commander was about to speak when he heard the cold voice of his patriarch in his ear.

"Isn't it enough for you to embarrass yourself? Get your a* back here!"

Hearing his patriarch's words, the Black Rift Legion commander remained silent and stared deeply in the direction that Wang Baole went. His feelings of caution towards Wang Baole intensified after hearing his words.

At the same time, at the location of the mountain gate of the Violet Gold New Dao Sect, there was a world that existed in another space. The space was filled with mountains, and on a purple mountain peak, there was a hut.

Within the hut, a middle-aged man sat cross-legged. He had a head of purple hair and was clad in purple robes. Even his pupils were purple. He was like a deity guarding the heavens and earth. At that moment, his eyes opened as though they were gazing at the distance, and he slowly retracted his gaze a moment later.

A wisp of mixed Eternal Star power, eh… This Long Nanzi, interesting!

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Chapter 839: Daoist Ku Ling!

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Planet realm patriarch, eh… Within the cosmos, Wang Baole was sitting cross-legged in his Dharmic Battleship after taking off his Emperor Armor. After recalling the previous scene, his eyes slowly narrowed.

I still need to wait a while before I can have the power to fight a Planet realm cultivator. Wang Baole felt the Eternal Star Fire in his body and the Planet realm palm that he was nurturing, but he still heaved a sigh after a long while.

He was very clear that no matter how much he nurtured the palm, it would, at most, have part of a Planet realm cultivator's power. He might be able to use it to escape from a Planet realm or resist a few blows, but if he wanted to kill a Planet realm, or even fight on level terms with them, it would be extremely impractical.

Unless… I can refine Wuchen's hand bones… A glimmer appeared in Wang Baole's eyes. The hand bones of Wuchen's previous life were fused with the Thearch Armor after Wang Baole obtained them. Now, they could be considered his trump card. After all, they had already become similar to a Divine Armament.

It was just that Wang Baole tried it before on his way back. However, his Eternal Star Fire was too messy and too little. It could refine the Planet realm palm, but it was difficult for it to refine the hand bones of Wuchen's previous incarnation such that they could unleash their original power.

From this, it's clear that the cultivation level of Wuchen's previous incarnation… was at least at the Eternal Star realm. Wang Baole went silent for a moment and suppressed the thought of refining the hand bones of Wuchen's previous incarnation. He closed his eyes and meditated, thinking about his plans after returning to the Divine Sovereign Justice Sect.

Just like that, time slowly passed. After two days, Wang Baole's Dharmic Battleship met no obstacles as it traveled and returned to the Divine Sovereign Justice Sect's territory. He didn't pay respects to the Sovereign Patriarch, returning to the planet his Soul Rift Legion was on instead.

When he first left, he had left many puppets and ordered them to build his base. So, after he returned, he didn't see the original barrenness. Instead, like an army camp, all kinds of buildings covered the surroundings, and he could see a large number of puppets busily constructing.

Meanwhile, the number of battleships produced during this period had reached upwards of ten thousand, causing the entire base to look very powerful.

Of course, there would still be some differences in level. After all, materials were in short supply, so he could only use some slightly inferior ones to produce the battleships. Despite this, Wang Baole was still very satisfied.

So, after checking, he ignored Little Wu and the donkey, who were playing around, and sat cross-legged in his secret chamber, alone. After gathering his thoughts, Wang Baole wasted no time and raised his right hand. As he waved it, a jade slip appeared. The moment it appeared, he applied to the Divine Sovereign Justice Sect to challenge a high-ranked army!

"The Soul Rift Legion wishes to challenge the second army!"

Wang Baole felt that it would be highly unlikely for him to succeed if he challenged the top army of the Divine Sovereign Justice Sect. And the army commander of the fourth army did treat him with kindness previously. Moreover, Wang Baole naturally wouldn't challenge Fairy Ling You's army, which was ranked fifth.

Thus, only the third and second armies were left. He would inevitably suffer some losses during the challenge, and Wang Baole didn't wish to waste any time, so he decided to challenge the latter.

After paying enough resources, such a challenge application still needed some time to be processed and approved because it involved a Spirit Immortal cultivator. And while Wang Baole was waiting for the result, news of his battle with the Black Rift Legion's commander also gradually spread and slowly shook the surroundings.

It was very difficult to censor all information about that battle. After all, some cultivators from other powers saw the battle happening in the cosmos from afar. At the same time, the disturbances caused by the battle were pretty huge. A battle between Spirit Immortals would naturally attract the attention of others. That was especially so considering that the cultivation of the former Ink Dragon Legion commander was mostly damaged, causing the news to become even more sensational.

"Long Nanzi returns with a bang! He damaged the cultivation of the Black Rift Legion's vice-commander!"

"Long Nanzi found extremely good opportunities in foreign realms. His cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. He's stepped directly into the Spirit Immortal realm from the Soul Conduit realm!"

"The Divine Sovereign Justice Sect has another immortal!"

"When Long Nanzi returned, he fought the Violet Gold New Dao Sect and had the upper hand!"

All kinds of information spread gradually, alongside numerous inhales in the Divine Eye civilization. Naturally, the Divine Sovereign Justice Sect cultivators heard it. In fact, what they knew was even more accurate than the rumors from the outside world.

This incident already shook the Divine Sovereign Justice Sect cultivators. Moreover, within the sect, news of the Soul Rift Legion wanting to challenge the second army spread. Hence, the Divine Sovereign Justice Sect became lively again.

Not only did cultivators below the Spirit Immortal realm pay attention to this, even Spirit Immortal cultivators couldn't help but pay close attention. For example, Fairy Ling You left her planet and headed to the Soul Rift Legion to meet Wang Baole at the earliest possible moment.

They only met for 30 minutes, but when Fairy Ling You left, her fifth army immediately announced that Fairy Ling You was willing to become the Soul Rift Legion's vassal on her own accord. This was equivalent to Wang Baole's status in Fairy Ling You's army. At the same time, she announced that her army would be forming a deeper alliance with the Soul Rift Legion and that they would progress together from then on!

And after Fairy Ling You left, the fourth army's army commander, who was originally lying on the Black Armored Beetle near the border and had helped Wang Baole previously, laughed after pondering for a while. Afterward, he arranged for one of his subordinates to give a huge gift to the Soul Rift Legion.

That already showed his kindness!

All of this made the name Long Nanzi become discussed by everyone in the Divine Eye civilization. Meanwhile, Wang Baole, who was being watched closely by all forces, was holding a jade slip and sending off a cultivator in the cosmos.

The one he was sending off was the vice-commander of the fourth army, a False Immortal with extraordinary cultivation.

The jade slip was the gift that the commander of the fourth army sent. Within it, detailed information about the second army was recorded.

Time Circle Legion… this name is pretty unique. After Wang Baole checked the jade slip and compared it with what Fairy Ling You told him when she came and with what he previously knew, he already had a clear idea of what the second army of the Divine Sovereign Justice Sect was like.

Army Commander Daoist Ku Ling has cultivation at the mid-stage Spirit Immortal realm. He has five False Immortals as his subordinates. Moreover, their development method is different from that of the first army. The Time Circle Legion doesn't have any branch teams and has gathered all of their strength within their army! Thinking and weighing the pros and cons, Wang Baole already had a preliminary analysis in his heart.

The main point of this battle isn't Daoist Ku Ling but the five False Immortals! Wang Baole lowered his head and looked at his palm. After flipping them, five rings appeared in the middle of his palm.

The five rings all had different colors and were lent to him temporarily by Fairy Ling You when she came. Once he sacrificed them, he could seal a False Immortal cultivator for two hours!

Interesting. It looks like there are still many people who hate the first army. Fairy Ling You gave me sealing rings, while the fourth army sent me detailed information. Although these are acts of kindness, they were done more so because they realize that my ultimate goal is the first army. They want me to go fight the first army and wear them out. A glimmer flashed between Wang Baole's eyes. With his intelligence, it wasn't difficult for him to realize that.

So be it, we all have our needs! When Wang Baole smiled, he seemed to notice something and raised his head towards the heavens. And as he raised his head, the heavens rumbled, and a giant black hole was ripped open from the heavens. It was like a tunnel, and a dignified voice spread throughout the planet that the Soul Rift Legion was on.

"Soul Rift Legion wishes to challenge the Time Circle Legion. Approved. The challenge will begin in ten breaths!"

So fast? Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, and his body flew out with a flick. As he raised his right hand, the Emperor Armor instantly covered his entire body, and his Spirit Immortal cultivation exploded forth. His silhouette didn't stop as it shot towards the black hole in the sky like a shooting star!

He entered in an instant and immediately disappeared.

When he appeared, he was to the northwest of the Sovereign Planet. He appeared in a barren land filled with meteorites!

There were many meteorites there, and they spread towards the surroundings. Looking from afar, it was like a sea of meteorites. That was where the Time Circle Legion was located. All the meteorites had bases on them, and at that moment, numerous cultivators dressed in black were staring coldly at where Wang Baole appeared.

Looking at the place, the sheer number of cultivators there was uncountable. There were also numerous battleships floating between the meteorites, seemingly forming a border that could seal everything!

That was especially so because, within the numerous cultivators, there were five auras that shook the heavens and earth like five moons. Those were False Immortal disturbances, and they brought with them a sense of destruction along with their swift fierceness. And on the meteorite between the five auras, a middle-aged man sat cross-legged. The man wore white robes and had a head of long hair. He seemed elegant, but he held a beast bone in his hands and was opening his mouth, swallowing it mouthful by mouthful.

This scene landed in Wang Baole's eyes and caused him to faintly narrow them. He cupped his fists towards where the white-robed man was and bowed slightly.

"Greetings, Daoist Ku Ling."

"Long Nanzi, do you dare to come forward and have a few drinks with me?" Daoist Ku Ling tilted his head, and an eerie glint appeared in his eyes. He flashed a sinister smile as he suddenly spoke.

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Chapter 840: Warnings and Threats!

If his true body were there, Wang Baole might say he didn't dare. But his essence body was almost impenetrable by all poisons. It wasn't that nothing could poison his essence body, but things that could do so were so valuable that very few people would be able to bear using them to poison him.

So, Wang Baole raised his eyebrows and immediately chuckled. He put on a bold and generous aura and made himself look as though he didn't fear death. Or, in other words, he made himself look as though he didn't know what death was.

"Long Nanzi naturally must drink Fellow Daoist Ku Ling's wine!" As he spoke, Wang Baole flicked his body and turned into a long rainbow. He charged forward and sped past countless layers of meteorites. He didn't even look at the Time Circle Legion cultivators who were glaring at him hostilely. He traveled past the five False Immortals and arrived at the meteorite Daoist Ku Ling was sitting on.

He wasn't reserved at all, choosing to sit directly opposite Daoist Ku Ling when he arrived. He grabbed the wine glass on the table, tilted his head, and drank up all the wine. He didn't care whether the wine tasted nice and started praising it immediately.

"Good wine!"

The moment he spoke, a glimmer appeared in the eyes of Daoist Ku Ling, who was sitting opposite him. He sized Wang Baole up thoroughly and put down the beast bone in his hands. He didn't care that his hands were greasy as he picked up his own wine glass, downed the wine, and spoke calmly.

"Long Nanzi, with your False Immortal cultivation, you still dare challenge my army, which is ranked second? Are you out of your mind?"

"I won't know unless I try." Wang Baole laughed, picked up the wine gourd, and poured himself another glass.

"What if you lose?" Daoist Ku Ling's expression was normal as he continued questioning him.

"I probably won't lose." Wang Baole downed the wine in his wine glass and licked his lips. He wasn't wrong when he praised the wine previously. Its taste was indeed extraordinary.

"What if you win?" Daoist Ku Ling spoke again.

"After winning, I'll naturally start preparing to challenge the top-ranked army." Wang Baole blinked and looked towards Daoist Ku Ling.

Daoist Ku Ling narrowed his eyes. After staring at Wang Baole for a moment, he suddenly laughed and slowly raised his right hand. Instantly, his entire cultivation exploded forth. His mid-stage Spirit Immortal aura immediately spread towards the surroundings. At the same time, the cultivations of the five False Immortals around him also spread. The surrounding hundred thousand Time Circle Legion cultivators all did the same. They made it seem as though a storm was sweeping through the cosmos in the meteorite area.

Looking from afar, one could faintly see that a giant vortex seemed to form in that area. It was like the mouth of a beast that wanted to swallow Wang Baole whole. As for Wang Baole, a cold glimmer also flashed between his eyes. As the Red Crystals circulated, a Spirit Immortal disturbance also exploded forth. There was also a suppressive aura that spread forth. To a certain degree, although it wasn't as strong as Daoist Ku Ling's, it made people feel as though he could hold his own against him!

On the one hand, the feeling came from his previous experiences and confidence. On the other hand, he had the Eternal Star Fire in his body. The confidence formed by this was immediately noticed by Daoist Ku Ling. A glimmer appeared in his narrowed eyes. After thoroughly sizing Wang Baole up, he actually slowly put down his raised right hand.

As he put it down, the cultivation disturbances of the surrounding Time Circle Legion cultivators all dissipated, and the same went for the five False Immortals. When Daoist Ku Ling's cultivation also dissipated, the previously tense atmosphere vanished.

This scene caused a deep, profound glimmer to flash between Wang Baole's eyes. He had a suspicion in his heart, so he removed his Emperor Armor and continued sitting there while staring at Daoist Ku Ling.

Separated by the table, they gazed at each other for about three breaths of time. Afterwards, Daoist Ku Ling retracted his gaze and spoke calmly.

"Do you like my wine?"

"Not bad." Wang Baole seemed to be thinking about something as he spoke with a smile.

"I'll give you the wine then. The Time Circle Legion admits defeat!" Daoist Ku Ling stood up and raised his head to look at the cosmos. His voice was like thunder and seemed to want to be spread deep into the void. After he spoke, he laughed, turned with a flick of his body, and left the meteorite. All of the surrounding Time Circle Legion cultivators and battleships retreated. After they all flew up, they followed Daoist Ku Ling and sped deep into the meteorites.

Very quickly, there were no other cultivators in the area other than Wang Baole.

"Interesting." Wang Baole sat there, narrowed his eyes, and picked up the wine gourd. After he took a large swig from the gourd, he was already very clear in his heart. In reality, when he went to that area, he already had a guess in his heart. After Daoist Ku Ling's display, it made his guess even more accurate.

The guess was… that Daoist Ku Ling didn't wish to fight!

Just like Fairy Ling You and the fourth army's commander, they chose to help him to a certain degree. Their aim was to wear the other armies out. Although their aim was the top-ranked army, it was naturally good if they could wear the second-ranked army out as well.

As for Daoist Ku Ling, the fact that he could become an army commander and reach the mid-stage Spirit Immortal realm showed that he wasn't a foolish man. Obviously, he had lofty ambitions too. So, after he noticed Wang Baole's cultivation and combat strength and combined it with some information he already knew, he decided to admit defeat after finally confirming that Wang Baole did indeed have the capability to threaten the second-ranked army.

To him, admitting defeat wasn't embarrassing. His goal was very simple and couldn't even be considered a sinister plot. Instead, it was a legitimate strategy. He wanted to see Wang Baole fight to the death with the top-ranked army!

That way, he would have a once in a lifetime opportunity!

Compared to obtaining that opportunity, Daoist Ku Ling didn't care about whether he won or lost now.

They're all sly old foxes. After finishing the wine in the wine gourd, Wang Baole stood up, flicked his body, and left the meteorite layer. Just as he was about to return to his Soul Rift Legion, right as he was about to step into the teleportation vortex, Wang Baole stopped in his tracks. He then tilted his head and looked towards the cosmos in the distance.

The moment he looked, a loud rumble sounded in the cosmos, and one could see two palms that seemed to stretch from another dimension in the void. They grabbed the surrounding void and pulled outwards. As the sound shook the heavens, a giant rift was ripped open.

Within the rift existed an extremely large silhouette covered in black. The silhouette had sharp spikes all over its body and seemed to have an extraordinary aura. The cultivation disturbances almost reached the mid-stage Spirit Immortal realm. The silhouette was… Yi Nianzi from the top-ranked army!

Behind him were nine waves of disturbances. There were both males and females, and all of them wore extraordinary armor. Although they were not Dharmic Battleships, they could still boost their combat strength. The nine disturbances were all False Immortals. Naturally, the nine of them were the nine combat immortals of the top-ranked army!

Behind them, an uncountable number of battleships spread across the horizon. The scene was enough to shake the souls of whoever saw it. Moreover, within the numerous battleships, there were five… Dharmic Battleship, which were dispersing Spirit Immortal disturbances!

The five Dharmic Battleships made Wang Baole's pupils shrink.

Also… at the very back of all of that, a palace floated. One couldn't see the people in the palace. However, from the heaven-shaking aura that could suppress the cosmos and sweep past all Spirit Immortals coming from within the palace, one could already tell the identity of the person within.

It was… the top-ranked army's commander, Gu Mo! He was second only to the Sovereign Patriarch within the Divine Sovereign Justice Sect and was at the perfected stage Spirit Immortal realm!

"Long Nanzi, I'll give you another chance to join the top-ranked army." While Wang Baole's soul shook, Yi Nianzi spoke calmly. His voice spread towards the surrounding cosmos through the space rift.

It wasn't an invitation, but a threat. It also wasn't a question, but a warning!

Wang Baole went silent. He didn't care about Yi Nianzi and the nine False Immortals, but the five Dharmic Battleships gave him a lot of stress. Also, there was the issue of Gu Mo…

"Not speaking? So be it. Then I'll give you another chance. Don't you dislike me? I'm waiting for your challenge!" Yi Nianzi narrowed his eyes and spoke again.

Wang Baole raised his head and gazed at Yi Nianzi calmly. He also saw the army at the ready within the rift. He didn't speak a word as he turned around, stepped directly into the teleportation vortex, and disappeared instantly.

When he disappeared, a tinge of regret appeared in Yi Nianzi's eyes. If Wang Baole really challenged them just then, everything would have fallen into place. To a certain degree, it would be considered challenging the top-ranked army.

"So be it. He's not a fool, after all. He definitely saw a problem with that," Yi Nianzi muttered, then turned around and bowed respectfully towards the palace in the distance. Afterwards, he raised his right hand and waved it. The void rift that was ripped open instantly closed, and the cosmos went back to normal.

At the same time, Wang Baole, who teleported back to the Soul Rift Legion, had his expression turn extremely gloomy the moment he walked out. He stood there and remained silent for a long while. Then, decisiveness suddenly appeared in his eyes. With his right hand, he took out the communication jade slip that Xie Haiyang had given him and sent him a voice transmission.

"Fellow Daoist Haiyang, the news you spoke about previously. If it really contains a chance for me to become a Spirit Immortal, then… I want it!"

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Chapter 841: Royal Cemetery!

The price of 3000 Red Crystals was an astonishing price for Wang Baole, both now and in the past. In fact, if he threw that number of Red Crystals out, it would be extremely easy to make Spirit Immortal cultivators go crazy too.

Even Planet realm cultivators would be moved by that. That was why Wang Baole rejected Xie Haiyang previously. He thought that Xie Haiyang was extorting him, but compared to the small fortune of 3000 Red Crystals, Wang Baole felt that it would all be worth it if he could really use the opportunity to become a Spirit Immortal!

Once I become a Spirit Immortal, I'll be able to put up a fight against Gu Mo if I use the mask's curse as well… Although it's pretty clear who'll win, it'll still be enough for me to hold my own! Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. He pondered in his heart while waiting for Xie Haiyang's reply.

After fifteen minutes, Xie Haiyang's surprised voice sounded from within the voice transmission jade slip.

"Brother Baole? Haha, you've finally contacted me. We're brothers, after all, so how could I cheat you? Let me tell you, my tip does indeed contain an opportunity for you to become a Spirit Immortal. But I have to warn you first. It's only an opportunity. As for whether you can obtain it… it's up to you.

"Of course, if you're willing to spend some more Red Crystals, I can try my best to look for contacts and send the opportunity directly to you. Everything can be discussed."

Wang Baole could feel Xie Haiyang's joy even through the jade slip. After muttering in his heart, Wang Baole asked what price he would have to pay to get the opportunity directly.

"Fifty thousand Red Crystals!"

Xie Haiyang perked up immediately and spoke with anticipation.

Curse you… Hearing that price, those two words appeared in Wang Baole's mind. Besides that, he also thought that Xie Haiyang was an evil merchant, so he humphed in his heart and said, "Deal, I'll owe you first."

"Haha, stop joking, Brother Baole. Let me tell you the tip priced at 3000 Red Crystals." Xie Haiyang coughed, avoided the previous topic, and started talking about the tip.

"Go on," Wang Baole said while feeling annoyed.

"Well… you'll have to pay a deposit first." Xie Haiyang hesitated.

"Brother Haiyang! You don't trust me?" Wang Baole grabbed the voice transmission jade slip as he spoke word by word.

"Uhhhh… Okay then. Since you've contacted me, it shows that you already have the intention. I won't hide then. You don't need to pay first. I'll tell you about the source of the opportunity." Xie Haiyang sighed.

"Not many people know about this tip within your Divine Eye civilization. Only the royals know about it. It's considered an absolute secret of the Divine Eye civilization's royalty."

"This is because what the tip describes is the Divine Eye civilization royalty's imperial cemetery!" Speaking to that point, Xie Haiyang purposely spoke softer to create a sense of mysteriousness.

"Cemetery?" Wang Baole froze.

"That's right. The burial place of all royalty, from the creator of the Divine Eye civilization, also known as the Divine Eye civilization's first emperor, to the previous emperor."

"Within the imperial cemetery lies an opportunity. It has long been desired by the past generations of royalty in the Divine Eye civilization, but they have always found it hard to obtain. If you can obtain it, I can guarantee you that you'll achieve a breakthrough in your cultivation immediately and reach the Spirit Immortal realm!" Xie Haiyang suddenly paused, clicked his tongue, and stopped speaking.

Wang Baole waited for a while. After seeing that Xie Haiyang stopped speaking, he was clear in his heart that he wanted a deposit. So he resisted the pain and asked, "How do I give you Red Crystals?"

"You just need to place the Red Crystals on the teleportation jade slip. But what are you doing, Brother Baole? How could I not trust you and want you to pay a deposit while giving you information? I didn't speak just now because I had some important matters to settle." Xie Haiyang spoke with a tinge of unhappiness.

Wang Baole was also too lazy to care. He simply took out his Red Crystals and sent 3000 of them over at once.

"Can you say it now?" After paying, Wang Baole spoke calmly.

"Hahaha, Brother Baole, you're really forthright. Don't worry, from now until I finish speaking, whoever disturbs me will become my enemy. For this period of time, I'm yours." While feeling surprised, Xie Haiyang also became more passionate and even started getting mushy as he quickly told Wang Baole everything he knew.

"The imperial cemetery is a forbidden area of the Divine Eye civilization's royalty. That place has bloodline divine powers and will reject anyone who's not from the royal bloodline. So, after you go, Brother Baole, you'll definitely feel like you're being rejected, as though the entire imperial cemetery doesn't welcome you and hates you. So you must be quick!

"Also, after you enter there, the deeper you go, the stronger the rejection. In the deepest area, where the main gate of the internal area of the imperial cemetery is, the rejection will be extremely astonishing. So… when you step into the forbidden area—the outer area of the imperial cemetery—the clock will start ticking down. You only have fifteen minutes, so… theoretically, you can't go deep into the imperial cemetery because you don't have enough time. You still need more time to activate the restriction of the imperial cemetery main gate."

Listening to that point, Wang Baole raised his eyebrows. The appearance of the imperial cemetery had already appeared in his mind, according to Xie Haiyang's descriptions. Obviously, the imperial cemetery should be divided into internal and external areas. And in the center of the cemetery was the imperial cemetery main gate.

"But, Brother Baole, don't worry. I took your 3000 Red Crystals, but I'm not just going to sell you information. Take the voice transmission jade slip I gave you and immediately activate it to talk to me when you pass the external area and near the imperial cemetery main gate. I can help to forcefully teleport you in." Xie Haiyang's voice was full of confidence, as though he was very satisfied with the services he could provide.

"As for after you're teleported into the internal area of the cemetery, whether you can obtain the chance in time is really up to you." After speaking, the voice transmission jade slip vibrated slightly. Curious, Wang Baole swept his consciousness towards it. Immediately, he felt some disturbances on the voice transmission jade slip. In the next moment, the map of the imperial cemetery appeared in his mind.

This scene made Wang Baole narrow his eyes. After looking at the voice transmission jade slip in his hands closely, he closed his eyes and observed the map in his mind carefully. Although the map was somewhat different from his previous judgment, it was mostly the same. It was indeed divided into internal and external areas.

"Brother Baole, besides helping you open the imperial cemetery main gate, the 3000 Red Crystals you paid also includes two additional teleportation chances to and fro. Once you're ready, I can immediately teleport you to the outer area of the imperial cemetery!

"Similarly, you just need to walk out from the internal area, activate the jade slip, and I can instantly teleport you back to where you are now!"

"What do you think? Don't you think I'm pretty reliable!" Xie Haiyang continued speaking excitedly. As for Wang Baole, he didn't reply and instead started pondering.

He analyzed it completely in his mind, and after 30 minutes, a glimmer flashed between Wang Baole's eyes.

"Teleport now!"

"Okay!" Xie Haiyang laughed and unleashed an unknown technique. In the next moment, an intense light suddenly exploded forth from the voice transmission jade slip in Wang Baole's hands. The light spread and engulfed Wang Baole within it instantly, then disappeared.

It seemed like a brief moment but also seemed like a long time had passed. When Wang Baole's vision cleared again, he had already appeared in a foreign world!

The sky was orange, and the land was black. In the distance, there were many mountains, and greenery was everywhere in the surroundings. There were also whimpering black winds bringing the stench of death with them. They blew from all around and whizzed past his body. In this space, they dispersed an indescribable eeriness and chill!

From afar, one could see heaven-shaking pillars that were seemingly supporting the heavens. There was a countless amount of black lightning surrounding the pillars. The lightning created rumbles and shook the souls of anyone who saw it.

That place… was no longer the Soul Rift Legion's planet. Instead… it was the main star of the Divine Eye civilization. It was the imperial cemetery, a forbidden area within the sealed territory of the royalty!

Looking at his surroundings, Wang Baole took a deep breath. While he was impressed with Xie Haiyang's methods in his heart, a glimmer slowly appeared in his eyes.

I can't waste those 3000 Red Crystals. This opportunity… I'll definitely obtain it! Thinking to that point, Wang Baole knew he had limited time. Without hesitation, his body flew out instantly with a flick. After the map appeared in his mind, he sped towards the imperial cemetery main gate!

Just as he flew out, the speeding Wang Baole suddenly narrowed his eyes. His silhouette suddenly stopped. After sensing his surroundings, suspicion appeared in his eyes.

Something doesn't feel right!

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Chapter 842: The Right Time!

Wang Baole had just appeared inside the imperial cemetery and was feeling that something was amiss. At that very moment, in a distant galaxy far away from the Divine Eye Star System, on the top floor of a shop in a market, was Xie Haiyang, who had just successfully teleported Wang Baole away. He picked up a cup of tea from the table and took a sip, a smile appearing on his face as he murmured to himself.

"Brother Baole, I, Xie Haiyang, am a man who gets the job done and done well… The payment of 3000 Red Crystals isn't only for providing you with valuable information, opening doors for you, and teleporting you over… it includes doing so at just the right time!

"And timing… is what's most valuable. Appearing now will give you access to certain information… and give you the opportunity to change certain things in the future."

"As your investor, I've done more than enough for you!" Xie Haiyang smiled and placed his teacup down.

At that very moment, Wang Baole was hovering in mid-air inside the Divine Eye civilization's imperial cemetery. A fierce light flashed in his eyes as he surveyed his surroundings.

Maybe I've really been blessed by Lady Fortune herself. Wang Baole thought to himself as he looked around silently. Xie Haiyang had confidently mentioned a strong force of rejection that was going to greet him. It felt like an exaggeration. Now that Wang Baole was in the cemetery, he couldn't feel any trace of that force at all.

He could accept the absence of a hostile force. What puzzled him was what he felt in the cemetery. In every blade of grass, in every living creature, and even in the air… he felt an indescribable sense of kinship and warmth.

The grass on the plains before him was swaying in the breeze like it was extending a warm welcome towards him. The breeze had gathered under his feet as he hovered in mid-air, serving as an airy bolster. It was as if it were worried that he was expending too much of his spirit energy.

Something flickered in Wang Baole's eyes as he observed the world before him. A possible explanation for this popped up in his head.

Is it because… I'm a Demonic Eye Art practitioner? That's why I'm being mistaken as a descendant of the royal bloodline? Or is it because… the royal bloodline doesn't come into the picture at all. Anyone who practices the Demonic Eye Art will fulfill the requirements for entry? Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. He had a feeling that he might be right.

"But why do I still have a feeling that something strange is going on…" Suspicion appeared in Wang Baole's eyes as he muttered to himself. After a moment of consideration, he took a leap forward and landed on the grassy ground. He stared at the blades of grass wavering in the breeze, then at the trees surrounding him. Finally, he made his way towards a huge tree with numerous small fruits hanging off its branches. He stood in front of the tree and suddenly spoke.

"It would be great if I could find bigger fruits."

The tree shuddered when he said that. The fruits hanging off its branches shriveled instantly. Only one fruit, which had been hanging nearest Wang Baole, was left intact. Instead of disappearing, it started growing at a rapid speed. Within a few seconds, the fruit grew from the size of a fingernail to that of a fist.

Wang Baole gasped at the sudden transformation that had just taken place before him.

Just as I guessed, something's not right. Even though I'm practicing the Demonic Eye Art, that alone shouldn't have caused such extreme phenomena to take place. An icy glint flashed in Wang Baole's eyes. The abnormal phenomena were raising alarm bells in his head. He had a theory about this, but it surfaced fleetingly before sinking back into the depths of his mind. He went to the extent of concealing any thoughts of suspicion and doubt. He tried to clear his mind of all thought, his face revealing nothing.

Instead, he coughed and allowed a sense of satisfaction to fill him, warming him up from inside.

I must be blessed by Lady Fortune herself. Wang Baole sighed. There was nothing he could do about it. He had tried so hard to keep his head down, but the fates themselves seemed to be secretly infatuated with him. Lady Fortune herself appeared to follow him around, blessing him with good fortune no matter where he went.

In that case… the time limit shouldn't affect me either… Wang Baole patted his tummy and sighed before finally making a move. He moved swiftly, with the aid of the wind under his feet. His Divine Sense extended outwards as he rushed forward.

His thoughts appeared to be filled with confidence and smugness. There was little trace of doubt in his head. Even if someone were to spy upon his inner thoughts now, they wouldn't be able to find anything amiss. Contrary to his appearance of confidence and ease though… was the Planet realm palm inside him, which was being nurtured by an eternal fire. It was ready to unleash its power at any moment.

This meant that Wang Baole was, in fact, secretly… on high alert!

His current state was similar to that of a person who had just hypnotized themselves. He had deceived even himself at that moment. That was how he could keep himself on guard without revealing any of his caution in his thoughts. In fact, the impression that he was giving others was that of smug overconfidence.

Wang Baole carried that appearance of smugness with him as he dashed forward. The imperial cemetery was spread across a vast land. Even with his current speed, he would need half an hour to cover the entire grounds. Regardless, just a moment after he had started moving, Wang Baole paused momentarily in his tracks, and an intense light flashed in his eyes. He tilted his head towards the right before his form blurred and vanished in an instant.

Twenty seconds after Wang Baole's disappearance, seven to eight people came racing from the direction that Wang Baole had last looked. They weren't traveling at particularly high speeds. The spirit energies that they were exuding were only at the Nascent Soul realm. They were dressed in lavish clothes, and their eyes shone with arrogance. The faint aura of the Divine Eye Art exuded from them as they sped past the spot where Wang Baole was last seen.

As the last cultivator sped past, a wisp of black mist appeared on his hair. It slipped between the strands of the middle-aged cultivator's hair and snaked into his ear. The man shuddered suddenly in the next moment, and the air around him appeared to distort itself momentarily. No one in the group noticed anything.

None of the cultivators in front of the middle-aged cultivator realized what had happened to him. No one knew that the momentary distortion was the result of Wang Baole taking on the middle-aged cultivator's form, sealing the man and trapping him inside his storage bag.

He even managed to complete a simple soul search.

The royal family… Transformed as the middle-aged cultivator, Wang Baole followed the cultivators in front of him as they raced across the sky, his eyes flickering imperceptibly. The soul search revealed that these cultivators were from the royal family. He also knew why they were there and what they were going to do next.

The current Divine Eye emperor is going to unlock the gate to the cemetery*. All cultivators from the royal family are to head for the imperial* cemetery*. Interesting. This golden ticket that Xie Haiyang gave me seems too good to be true…* Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. The cultivator whom he had conducted the soul search on didn't know much. As a result, Wang Baole only had an inkling of what was going on. He wasn't in a rush, though. He followed the group quietly as they raced across the cemetery grounds. Half an hour later, they arrived at the center of the imperial cemetery!

Wang Baole could see a huge statue when they were still a distance away. It towered above the ground, looking down with a single huge eye from its otherwise featureless face!

The statue was made of stone. The Demonic Eye Art inside Wang Baole's body activated without his conscious instruction as soon as he laid eyes on the statue's huge eye. He suppressed the Demonic Eye Art forcibly, then, without showing anything on his face, continued to follow the group of cultivators he was traveling with. They approached the statue steadily.

There were… hundreds of cultivators already gathered there.

Those cultivators were clearly not mere passersby. They were divided into two clear groups. One group was spread around the periphery. There were more than thirty of them. They were dressed in rainbow-colored robes, and their faces were covered with purple masks. The intense, powerful auras that were exuding from that group had a distinct tinge of violence to them. They had incredibly powerful cultivations. Besides five Soul Conduit realm cultivators, Wang Baole instantly spotted a Spirit Immortal realm cultivator within the group!

Those cultivators shared a distinct trait, their auras were tinged with blood. If one were to take a closer look at them, they would be able to notice a blood-colored jade pendant in their hands!

The blood-tinged aura emanating from the jade pendants appeared to afford a degree of resistance to the forces of repulsion in this place. As a result, there were no indications of repulsion in the area.

Wang Baole narrowed his eyes at the sight. He then turned and looked at the other group.

They stood closer to the statue. They were dressed in lavish clothing and had waves of Divine Eye Art spirit energy emanating from them. They were obviously part of the royal family. Out of the group, four cultivators were giving off spirit energies significantly more powerful than the rest.

They were all old men. Three of them were dressed in purple robes and appeared to be at the perfected Soul Conduit realm. The look in their eyes was cold, and they stared at the old man dressed in yellow. He had a crown on his head, and his clothes made him look like some kind of emperor.

"My dear brother, does that mean… that you're not going to do it?" one of the three old men in purple robes asked icily.

The emperor-like figure shuddered at the voice, a look of helplessness on his face. He looked at the three old men around him with fear in his eyes and said bitterly, "I've done my best. I wish I could open it too… but my blood simply isn't pure enough to unlock the gate. It doesn't matter if you force a Bloodline Pill down my throat. This just isn't going to work."

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