Recently, Wang Baole, who had been cultivating in the Inferno Galaxy, didn't know much about his reputation in the outside world. In fact, after the list of names in the Graveyard of Stars was released, his name had spread like a storm throughout the Never-Ending Dao Domain.
Countless powerful families and factions paid attention to him, which aroused greed. However, at that time, although they did pay attention to him, most of them didn't have good intentions. Most of them were thinking about his Dao Star. As for himself … his influence wasn't great. After all, he hadn't matured yet, and he had attracted attention in the early days.
But very quickly, as news spread from the Inferno Star System that the Flame Patriarch had accepted Wang Baole as his disciple and had even fought for his disciple, causing the Violet Gold civilization to tremble and apologize, this matter was like a hurricane that swept through the entire Never-Ending Dao Domain. It made the countless family clans and factions that were paying attention to Wang Baole shocked.
They had to restrain their evil intentions. Inferno Laozu's fierce reputation for protecting his own was very frightening. It was also because of this that Wang Baole's name once again entered the eyes of the various factions, and this time, it was completely different from before.
Because he had Inferno Laozu behind him. As Inferno Laozu's disciple and with a Dao Star, Wang Baole was publicly recognized as a genius.
At this time, Jingle Bell Girl Xu Yinling added fuel to the fire, causing Wang Baole's reputation to spread even more. Almost all the geniuses of the various families had heard of him, and knew that he had a Dao Star formed from nine Ancient Stars!
Therefore, when he saw this powerful enemy in front of him, who displayed two Ancient Star Laws, he thought of Xie Haiyang joining the Inferno Galaxy. Therefore, in Xie Yunteng's mind, the identity of the person in front of him was obvious.
"Wang Baole!"
Almost as soon as Xie Yunteng spoke, Wang Baole's Laws of Blood and Laws of Joy erupted, forming a tearing force that caused the net to tremble and begin to collapse.
However, Wang Baole wasn't satisfied with just the collapse. He took another step forward and punched a third, fourth, and fifth time.
The Dao of Green Plants, the Dao of Blue Clouds, the Dao of Blue Wind!
The three types of light erupted instantly and fused into Wang Baole's fist. It was like a tidal wave that transformed into an enormous tree that towered into the sky, as well as layers of rolling clouds and hurricanes that appeared out of thin air. They were all manifestations of nomological laws, and after the sea of blood and the sound waves, they crushed and crushed towards the web of threads that was already in the midst of collapsing.
Rumbling sounds echoed out. Although the net of threads was an Ancient Star, it was only about the same level as one of Wang Baole's Ancient Stars. Now that he had nine Ancient Stars, it was only natural that his attacks would be unstoppable. Xie Yunteng's Ancient Star, which contained the natural laws of threads, was completely incapable of stopping him.
It was like an egg hitting a rock. Everyone who saw it was completely shaken. Blood sprayed out of Xie Yunteng's mouth. In a short period of time, he coughed up five mouthfuls of blood!
Every time Wang Baole attacked, he would spit out blood. Every time Wang Baole attacked, he would be forced to retreat. The illusory image of the ancient planet that appeared behind him became more and more distorted.
And yet … it wasn't over yet. Wang Baole moved with incredible speed, punching out a sixth time, a seventh time, and an eighth time!
They were … the Dao of Violet Devouring, the Dao of Black Death, and finally, the Dao of White Light!
As soon as the three types of natural laws appeared, Wang Baole's devouring seed was drawn in. His fist was like a black hole that could consume anything. It emanated a terrifying pressure, along with an aura of death and a boundless sea of light, which blasted out in all directions as if it were being purified.
Rumbling sounds rang out once more. The remaining net of threads completely collapsed at this moment. They turned into ashes and disappeared without a trace. Xie Yunteng coughed up three more mouthfuls of blood. His hair was disheveled, and the shadow of the Ancient Star behind him was unable to withstand it. Cracks appeared on it, and in the end, it could no longer hold on and dissipated.
Wang Baole didn't continue to attack. He looked coldly at the retreating Xie Yunteng and shook his head. He hadn't used the blessing of the Dao Stars, nor had he used the natural laws of fire. He hadn't even used his trump cards, such as the Star Sealing Incantation and the Flame Spirit Incantation.
Even so, he was still able to completely crush this so-called Chosen. Wang Baole immediately lost interest. A weakling like this wasn't even qualified for him to test his strength.
"Don't disturb me," he said coolly. After speaking calmly, Wang Baole retracted his gaze from Xie Yunteng and walked towards the only VIP pavilion in the ruins that was still intact.
"You!!" Xie Yunteng had rarely been disregarded like this in his life. His dignity and pride were something he couldn't accept, and he let out an enraged roar.
Although his Ancient Star hadn't been completely destroyed, to him, such a serious injury had damaged his foundation. As he fell back, the eight Eternal Stars that he had blocked earlier suddenly appeared around him. Their expressions were cold as they lifted their right hands and shoved them toward Xie Yunteng.
As soon as they did, Xie Yunteng's body began to heal, and the illusory Ancient Star behind him did the same. Its foundation, which had been damaged, was now completely healed!
"Fifth Young Lord, let's do it," said one of the old men who had been treating Xie Yunteng.
"There's no need for that," Xie Yunteng said, shaking his head. "Back off! I can crush a trifling piece of trash to death myself!" Xie Yunteng's body trembled. Even though he had regained his composure, his eyes shone with a crazed light, and wisps of black Qi exuded from his body. As he growled, he raised both his hands and waved them fiercely. His body dashed forward, charging towards Wang Baole once again.
"Wang Baole!" Even as he roared, the black aura pouring out of Xie Yunteng grew even more violent. It spread out to cover his entire body, making him look like a ball of mist.
The fog was pitch-black, and as it churned, it expanded rapidly. Waves of suppressive force grew stronger and stronger, and as it neared Wang Baole, the fog grew larger and larger. Finally, it exploded.
The intensity of the pressure instantly surpassed the fluctuations of Xie Yunteng's Cultivation base. Soon, it doubled, tripled …. As it closed in, the pressure continued to climb!
Wang Baole had just been about to step onto the balcony when he suddenly stopped in place. He had lost interest, but now, a sense of crisis filled him, and he turned to look at Xie Yunteng.
In the instant he looked over, Xie Haiyang's voice suddenly rang out, filled with urgency.
"Baole, be careful! That's … a trump card of the Xie Clan's direct bloodline, the Ancestral Projection!! It doesn't work on people of the same clan, but it can be used to bolster the user's battle prowess!! "
The moment Xie Haiyang spoke, Wang Baole saw the fog surrounding Xie Yunteng, who was charging towards him at breakneck speed. It was like a raging flame that suddenly exploded. As it did so, the fog gathered and formed the outline of a human.
It was fully three hundred meters tall, and as soon as it appeared, the entire airship trembled, and the starry sky outside was affected. Ripples spread out, and the airship was forced to stop.
As the silhouette of the figure formed in the mist, an ancient, weathered aura that seemed to be imbued with the passage of time spread out from the gigantic figure in the mist without reservation. It formed a powerful suppressive force that enveloped the entire area. Wang Baole also saw the face of the figure in the mist clearly. It was an elder who exuded an aura of authority without being angry. His gaze was deep and contained an indescribable, strange power that seemed to be able to affect everything in its path!
"The Ancestral Projection?" Wang Baole's eyes narrowed, and a sense of danger surged through him. At the same time, the mist figure's aura continued to surge, and a low roar could be heard from within it. Suddenly, it charged toward Wang Baole.
"Wang Baole, die!!"
"As expected of the Xie Clan … to have such a remarkable ability to allow their descendants to borrow their projection. Although it's not borrowing power, it's just a projection, but it's still incredibly powerful. I think this Ancestral Projection … must be the one from the Xie Clan who invested in the Never-Ending Clan and founded the clan, Laozu!" Wang Baole took a deep breath. Although the sense of danger within him was intense, what was even more intense was an overflowing desire to fight. It filled his entire body, and he grew excited. As the mist figure closed in, Wang Baole let out a long laugh and raised his right hand. His eyes shone like stars!
"If you want me to die, you'll have to ask if my master agrees!"
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