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Chapter 1157

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The middle-aged cultivator named Luo Zhi moved like a bolt of lightning. In the blink of an eye, he leaped over the black mist bell, transforming into a series of afterimages as he shot toward Wang Baole. As he did, his peak mid Stellar star cultivation base erupted with power.

It was as if he had turned into a star. Waves of air spread out from him, causing the galaxy around him to distort. As booming sounds roared in all directions, he swiftly formed seals with his hands, and seals overlapped one another. His presence erupted once more, and an illusory shadow appeared in the star behind him.

It was an enormous beast that looked like a lizard. It lifted its head to the sky and roared, but also seemed to be breathing in the qi of Heaven and Earth. Its energy surged like a rainbow, as if it could consume the starry sky.

This beast was none other than the Qi Eater Beast, one of the most powerful beasts of ancient times.

It was also the symbol and totem of the Qi Eater Sect. Everything about the Sect came from this beast!

To be able to cultivate the Qi Eater Sect's technique to the point where the illusory image of the Qi Eater Beast could be seen. Clearly, this middle-aged cultivator's latent talent was extraordinary. Even if he wasn't a top Chosen in the Qi Eater Sect, he was definitely one of the top.

His aura exploded out, shaking the starry sky. The middle-aged cultivator was like a star, but also like an ancient Qi Eater Beast. He let out a roar that shook the hearts of all onlookers as he closed in on Wang Baole.

The scene immediately attracted the attention of all the surrounding sects and family clans. However, as everyone focused their attention on the middle-aged cultivator approaching Wang Baole, Wang Baole stopped in his tracks and turned around. An icy glint flashed across his eyes as he raised his right hand and pointed.

"The first breath of time!"

Even as the words left his mouth, rumbling sounds could be heard behind Wang Baole as an enormous eye appeared, radiating shocking energy. It was black, and had been closed at first. However, as soon as it appeared, it opened, revealing a demonic pupil that stared at the middle-aged cultivator.

This was none other than … the Demonic Eye Incantation!

As soon as the incantation was executed, the gaze turned into a binding that crushed down on the middle-aged Cultivator's mind, causing him to tremble. His expression flickered, and his mind rumbled. He could sense that the gaze had become corporeal, gathering the will to freeze him. His soul felt as if it had been locked in place.

In that instant, his mind went blank, as if he had lost his mind.

"Not good!" In that moment of absent-mindedness, the middle-aged Cultivator's expression changed drastically. He didn't have time to think too much. He used what was left of his consciousness to self-destruct his divine ability. The illusory image of the Qi Eater Beast in the star behind him instantly self-destructed, creating a powerful shockwave that caused the Cultivator's absent-minded state to recover in an instant.

Wang Baole didn't really care whether or not this person had recovered, nor did he bother to observe. Instead, he unleashed the Demonic Eye Incantation. Eyes cold, he waved his finger again.

"The second breath!"

The Dao Star appeared behind Wang Baole as he pointed. Nine Quasi-Dao Stars followed suit, as well as tens of thousands of unique stars. They all materialized amidst a deafening boom. They erupted simultaneously, forming countless nomological laws. They became tangible threads that appeared beside the middle-aged cultivator and pressed down on his body!

The Demonic Eye Incantation shook the mind and suppressed the soul. The natural laws of ten thousand stars transformed into threads that suppressed the fleshly body!

The middle-aged Cultivator was completely incapable of fighting back. Although he had forced his mind to recover, his fleshly body was still bound and suppressed. The surrounding cultivators from the various clans and sects watched with wide eyes. The old man outside of the black mist bell was also shocked.

He couldn't be blamed for being shocked. The Never-Ending Dao Domain was simply too vast. Even if the Never-Ending Dao Domain knew about what had happened in the Heretic Dao Domain, it would have been delayed. Even as the old man's face flickered, and the natural laws of ten thousand stars wrapped around the middle-aged Cultivator, Wang Baole waved his finger for the third time!

"The third breath!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the more than ten thousand unique constellations in the star atlas behind Wang Baole began to arrange themselves, with the Dao Constellation at the center, and the nine Quasi-Dao Constellations at the center. In the blink of an eye, they transformed into the shape of a divine ox. The divine ox looked up and let out a shocking roar. Then, it began to move, charging directly toward Wang Baole.

It moved with shocking speed, and from a distance, the divine ox looked no different from the real thing. Its energy was at the pinnacle of a star, and its entire body was covered with flames that seemed capable of incinerating anything. Then, it charged head-on toward the middle-aged Cultivator!

This scene caused the expressions of all those who saw it to change again. The expression of the old man who had materialized outside the Black Mist Bell changed even more rapidly. With a flash of his body, he was about to make a move to help, but at this moment, the Flame Patriarch let out a long laugh and waved his right hand.

Suddenly, an invisible force appeared in front of the old man formed by the Black Mist Bell. It formed a huge palm and slammed down on the old man. The old man's body rumbled, and blood spurted out of his mouth as he was sent flying.

His retreat made it impossible for him to rescue Luo Zhi. Everyone watched as the Divine Bull transformed from Wang Baole's star atlas charged past the middle-aged cultivator from the Qi Eating Sect, Luo Zhi, amidst loud booms.

The middle-aged Cultivator's body and mind were both suppressed, and he was completely powerless to fight back. His fleshly body burst into flames and transformed into ash. Even his soul was unable to escape the fate of death. In the blink of an eye, the flames wiped it away.

Destroyed in body and soul!

The surrounding sects and family clans fell silent instantly. Everyone's gazes were focused on Wang Baole at that moment. Wang Baole's attack was clean and efficient. From the beginning to the end, it had only taken him three breaths of time!

Three breaths to kill a mid-Star Star realm cultivator with an early-Star Star realm cultivation. This matter naturally shocked everyone. Even the sects and clans of the Left Dao Sacred Domain, who had heard about the battle between Wang Baole and Chong Yizi, were shocked by the scene before them.

After all … seeing with one's own eyes was different from hearing about it. Defeating Chong Yizi was also different from killing a mid-Star Star realm cultivator in three breaths!

"He's a formidable opponent!"

"Dao Star … I think I've heard that there was a Dao Star ascender in the Left Dao Sacred Domain. I think his name is … Wang Baole?"

"Dao Star is like Heng … Interesting, interesting!"

At the same time, the geniuses of the top clans and sects at the edge of the gray starry sky all focused on Wang Baole's figure, leaving a deep impression in their minds.

Among these people, there were people whose bodies were filled with the aura of the five elements. There were also people who were clad in shocking armor from head to toe. There were also cultivators who had blood beads floating around them.

There were also people whose bodies were in between illusion and reality, making it impossible to distinguish between them. At the same time, there were also some cultivators who seemed to possess a god-like temperament. Anyone who looked at them would feel a stinging pain in their eyes.

There were too many sects and clans in the surrounding area, and there were too many geniuses to count. However, it was clear that anyone who could be called a genius here was no weakling. They all more or less had the combat power to fight above their level.

At that moment, Wang Baole's figure had truly and thoroughly entered their sights, making them feel a little wary.

This was because Wang Baole had won too easily. No one knew exactly how many trump cards he had up his sleeves.

As everyone watched, Wang Baole's expression remained unchanged. He turned to look at his master, Lieyan Laozu, and saluted with cupped fists.

"Master, your disciple did not disappoint you."

"Good disciple, you killed well. Your First Senior Sister was severely injured by this Never-Ending Clan's lackey, Laozu of the Qi-eating Sect," Lieyan Laozu said slowly with a cold look in his eyes.

Wang Baole looked up when he heard that, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. He knew very well that the so-called severely injured should be … killing.

Thus, in silence, Wang Baole turned again and looked at the old man outside the Black Mist Bell, as well as the remaining pale and angry cultivators on the bell behind him. His gaze swept across them and landed on another young man with a Star realm cultivation. He raised his hand and pointed at him.

"I don't like the look in your eyes either. Come here. I'll kill you in two breaths."

The expression of the youth that Wang Baole was pointing at changed drastically.

"Junior, don't push your luck!" The old man outside the Black Mist Bell roared angrily.

"Master, this old man is threatening me." Wang Baole raised his eyebrows and said calmly. Lieyan Laozu coughed and waved his right hand. Immediately, a storm roared, and the old man retreated again. His body was trembling, and his eyes were red.

Wang Baole ignored the red-eyed old man. Since his master was not afraid and his resentment was about to dissipate, then he had even less to fear. At worst … he could go in and look for his senior brother.

Thus, he pointed at the disciples of the Qi-eating Sect on the Black Mist Bell again.

"You don't dare? Then come at me together. That way, I can kill to my heart's content."

"You!" The dozens of cultivators on the Black Mist Bell stood up one by one. Anger filled the air, but it was only anger. No one dared to attack!

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