Laozu Nine Daos laughed, and the ice spear exploded out. Shockingly, the will of the Water Dao emanated from him. He cultivated the Great Dao of Ice, which came from the same source as Water. Therefore, as the Dao of Ice exploded out, the cultivators affected by Wang Baole began to tremble, as if their Dao of Wood was being disrupted.
That was especially true of the blue ice spear, which was filled with boundless sharpness and the Dao of Water. It pierced through the darkness, and even though Wang Baole had the illusory sun behind him, it didn't seem to be able to do much to stop it. That was because … all of the cultivators of the Five Sects, whether it was the planetary systems, the surviving Laozu Nine Daos, or the shattered Great Daos of the Five Sects, spared no effort to reform themselves.
They transformed themselves as well. They transformed all the powers of the five sects into restraints that suppressed the cosmos where Wang Baole was. They suppressed his surroundings, his body, and his soul.
For a moment, Wang Baole felt as if his body and soul had been frozen solid. As the blue ice spear shot toward his forehead, Wang Baole's expression was the same as ever. He looked at the water droplet on Laozu Nine Daos' forehead and smiled.
"Actually, I was just deceiving you."
"I have only come here because I wish to see what sort of thing I need." Wang Baole laughed as he spoke. As the blue ice spear approached, water appeared around him. His body disappeared at that moment, transforming into a droplet of water that fell into the water, stirring up layers of ripples.
The magic of Watermoon was unleashed!
The blue spear whistled through the air, and all of the blockades in the area were rendered useless. The only thing that remained was the flow of time, which … rippled through the water surface.
"As long as I can see it, then it belongs to me." Vaguely, Wang Baole's voice could be heard within the flow of time. He really had been deceiving Nine Daos Laozu Nine Daos of the Nine Provinces.
Naturally, he knew the relationship between the Dao of Water and the Dao of Wood. He also knew that this place was bound to be filled with traps, so he couldn't be reckless. Therefore, what he said just now was to make the Nine Daos Laozu focus on his own life and death. But in reality … Wang Baole didn't care if the Nine Daos died or not. His main goal was to obtain the treasure.
If he wanted to retrieve the item, it was not enough to rely on his senses alone. He had to see the item with his own eyes and remember its aura. Then … he could use the Mirror Flower Technique to retrieve it.
A battle between Almighties was different from a battle between cultivators … In terms of cultivation base, Laozu of the Nine States Path was still a Celestial Domain Grade even though he was a Universe-Grade in his sect. His battle techniques had not reached the level of the Path.
As for Wang Baole, it was different. His cultivation level and awareness had already improved by leaps and bounds. The difference between him and Laozu of the Nine States Path was actually … in terms of understanding of the Dao, as well as the source of the dao techniques in the entire universe.
This kind of difference in perception could often decide everything in a battle between Almighties.
For example, this was the case right now … Water and Wood, Wood Restraining Earth, and the Five Elements Reinforcing and Restraining each other were all not important. The level of battle techniques was different, and so was their perception. Laozu of the Nine States Path was still stuck at the physical level, but Wang Baole … was already at another level.
The Earth Domain or the Heterodox Dao.
The Galaxy or the Nine States Path.
The battlefield … was still outside the Nine States Path Mountain.
However, time was different at this moment. It was as if there was an invisible river of time flowing, and Wang Baole was going against the flow, walking step by step in the direction of the river.
A hundred years passed with each step. As he walked forward, his body didn't move at all. What moved was the change in time around him. Just like that, one step after another, thousands of years passed.
Wang Baole couldn't remember how many steps he took and how many times he used the Water Moon Technique. Finally … at a certain point in time, he sensed a familiar aura.
This aura was very weak. It could be said that if Wang Baole hadn't seen the mark at the center of Laozu's brows with his own eyes and deepened his perception of it, he probably wouldn't have been able to accurately sense the appearance of this object in time.
"It's here." As Wang Baole spoke softly, he stopped in his tracks and looked down. Within the river of time, he saw a group of seven or eight cultivators returning from the outside of the Nine States Path Galaxy from an unknown number of years ago.
Behind them was a huge block of ice. This block of ice was very mysterious and couldn't be placed in a storage bag. They could only use their Dharmic powers to transform it into chains and tie it up and drag it back.
The block of ice was light blue and crystal clear. Inside … a person was sealed.
It was a middle-aged man dressed in a suit of armor. There was no aura of life on him; he was dead. No one knew who he was, and it was naturally difficult to find out where he came from. Regardless, it was obvious that there was something extraordinary about him.
Wang Baole looked over, but he wasn't looking at the middle-aged man. He was looking at the block of ice that had sealed him.
"This is it …." Wang Baole smiled faintly. He reached out with his right hand toward the river of time. Instantly, the river began to churn and distort. It was as if a huge hand had appeared within the river of time to grab the block of ice. Before any of the surrounding cultivators could react, the block of ice vanished.
Wang Baole didn't want the corpse inside. As he raised his right hand from the river of time, the giant ice cube appeared in his hand and was melting rapidly. The melting speed was extremely fast. In just a few breaths' time, what appeared in Wang Baole's hand was a blue ice cube that looked like a water droplet and was the size of a fingernail.
Wang Baole held the block of ice in his hand and looked down at it. After a long moment, a thoughtful look appeared on his face.
"It looks like a teardrop," he murmured.
Wang Baole picked up the teardrop and stepped out of the river of time. Time flowed around him, and in the next moment … he stepped out completely. Rumbling sounds could be heard, and roars could be heard. The sound of something whistling through the air was right in front of him!
That was … the sound of the blue spear approaching!
At that moment, time returned to the present. The surrounding cultivators of the five sects were still sealed, and they watched as the blue spear neared. However, it wasn't Wang Baole who had a change in expression. Instead, it was the nine Dao Patriarchs in the Nine States Dao Sect.
"What … what did you do?!?!" Laozu of the Nine Provinces Dao Sect's face fell. His body trembled, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood. He quickly reached up to touch his forehead.
The mark on his forehead … was still there, but it was much dimmer now.
In Wang Baole's hand, a similar aura emanated out. The blue spear's arrival increased the intensity of that aura. As it neared, the blue spear … stabbed toward Wang Baole's right hand. Instantly … it melded into the blue ice in his hand.
The blue ice that looked like a teardrop suddenly began to shine with a resplendent light.
As for Laozu of the Nine Provinces Dao Sect, the mark on his forehead grew dimmer and dimmer. His face was pale, and he looked at Wang Baole as if he had seen a ghost. The ripples of his Cultivation base began to weaken, and he subconsciously backed up. Wang Baole, still holding the blue ice in his hand, took a step forward.
In the next moment, he broke free from the seal. When he reappeared … he was in the Nine Provinces Dao Sect, right in front of the retreating Laozu of the Nine Provinces Dao Sect.
"Wang Baole, you …." Laozu of the Nine Provinces Dao Sect's face was pale, and his heart was filled with panic. He was just about to speak when … he saw Wang Baole lift his left hand, and before he could do anything to resist or even dodge, Wang Baole's hand pressed down on his forehead.
As his mind roared, the last words he heard were Wang Baole's voice.
"Thank you."
(End of Chapter)
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