"Split?" Wang Baole's pupils shrank slightly, but he soon realized that this was not a split. If it was a split, then the two king spirits that appeared shouldn't be at the peak of the fourth step.
This was more like … a summon.
Once one died, two more would be summoned. One could imagine that if these two died as well, then there was an extremely high possibility that four would appear. The cycle would repeat, and this method would achieve the so-called eternal indestructibility.
"But it is a bit different from normal peak of the fourth step." Wang Baole stared at the two monarch spirits that had formed. The young man beside him was trembling nervously. He seemed to be deep in thought.
Whether it was on the Immortal Astral Continent or himself, Wang Baole was no stranger to the fourth step. That was why he quickly noticed the flaws of the king spirits before him.
They looked like they were at the fourth step, but they were actually copies. They lacked souls and were more like puppets. Even though they had the power of a fourth step cultivator, the difference was not small.
Forget Wang Baole, even a fourth step cultivator from the Immortal Astral Continent could crush a king spirit.
"Moreover … This kind of summon can't be endless." Even though Wang Baole had made a judgment in his heart, he wasn't prepared to expose himself too much in this strange Origin and Universe Dao Kong world before he obtained complete information about this place.
He was very clear that he had used the Dream Dao to enter this world. To a certain extent, he had snuck in. The purpose of this was to not let the Emperor Emperor notice and to achieve his plan of cutting off his karma with the Emperor Emperor.
According to Wang Baole's analysis, the current Emperor was most likely in a deep slumber. Therefore, his chances of success were still very high.
The foundation of this plan was to walk up to the Emperor Emperor before he noticed, enter the black wooden nail, and give him a fatal blow.
It looked simple, but to actually do it, he had to act according to the situation.
At the end of the day, concealment was still necessary. At the same time, it was necessary to test the waters. Therefore, as these thoughts flashed through Wang Baole's mind, he suddenly retreated as the two emperor spirits raised their heads and charged towards him.
He was so fast that he was able to escape from this area and crash into the golden net that had appeared in the blood mist behind him.
As soon as Wang Baole made contact with the golden net, he rotated his Cultivation base with all the power he could muster. However, he didn't explode with power. Instead, he retracted the golden net behind him.
Using that instant of contact, Wang Baole immediately tested the limit of what the golden net could withstand. He was confident that once he focused all his cultivation on a single point, he would be able to break through it in an instant with the Eight Extremes Dao and escape.
After discovering that, Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. He wasn't in a hurry to leave. Instead, an icy glint flashed across his eyes as he charged towards the two pursuing emperor spirits.
"You, you, you … why did you charge forward? Why didn't you leave?" The young man in Wang Baole's right hand wailed.
As far as he knew, Emperor Spirits were like gods. They were inviolable and inviolable. They represented the Heavenly Dao of the entire world. However, the person who had captured him alive had chosen to attack him again after attacking him.
This caused him to howl in anguish, and at the same time, fear filled his mind.
Perhaps it was because Wang Baole didn't like the sound of the youth's cries, but when he charged out, he used his divine power to keep the youth in his sleeve. He didn't slow down at all, and in the blink of an eye, he collided with the two emperor spirits.
With a boom, the Law of Water descended. Amidst the haze, the two emperor spirits' bodies stiffened. It was as if their blood and Daoist magic were flowing in reverse. Their bodies stopped moving for a moment.
This time, they were dead.
Wang Baole took a step forward. His right index finger turned into a blur as he tapped the forehead of the two emperor spirits' masks. With a boom, the masks and their heads exploded.
Wang Baole frowned. He had originally planned to break the masks and see what they looked like. However, the masks seemed to have completely merged with their faces and couldn't be separated.
"I don't want to see." Wang Baole let out a cold snort. With a wave of his hand, the pressure from the surroundings increased and completely crushed the bodies of the two emperor spirits.
In the next instant, the flesh and blood that had been crushed by Wang Baole reassembled. Four emperor spirits appeared. They were still wearing their masks and didn't say a word. Their eyes were empty as they charged at Wang Baole.
Very quickly, four turned into eight, eight turned into sixteen, and then thirty-two …
Wang Baole was still fighting. His attacks were smooth and fluid, and he continued to kill. However, the frown on his face grew deeper and deeper. When the number of emperor spirits reached sixty-four … Wang Baole's breathing quickened.
Even though the difference between these emperor spirits and true fourth step cultivators was huge and they didn't have souls and were like magic treasures, the advantage in numbers was terrifying in the outside world.
It was enough to destroy any large force.
It could even be said that in the entire universe, including the entire Immortal Astral Continent, there were less than a few dozen true fourth step cultivators.
That was why even though Wang Baole was at the fifth step, he still felt a sense of crisis. Especially when … these emperor spirits seemed endless.
What made Wang Baole feel even more threatened was that when the number of emperor spirits reached sixty-four, he could vaguely sense an aura looming in an unknown land far away from where he was. It was like the eyelids of a person in deep slumber twitching slightly, showing signs of waking up.
And the feeling that this aura gave Wang Baole was that of … the Emperor he was looking for!
"I can't continue anymore!"
He had already tested how many emperor spirits there were, and it wouldn't be a problem if there were more than 100 of them. At the same time, he also found that if too many emperor spirits split, it would cause the emperor to awaken. That was why Wang Baole decisively chose to retreat.
His body slammed into the golden net with a loud boom, causing it to crumble instantly. At the same time, dozens of emperor spirits chased after him. The one leading the pack arrived before Wang Baole and was about to attack when the net crumbled.
Wang Baole's eyes flashed. He raised his right hand suddenly, and a white glow appeared on his fingertips. It was like the reflection of a piece of paper, and he tapped on the forehead of the incoming emperor spirit.
It was the law of paper.
This was what Wang Baole had thought of to take off the emperor spirit's mask, which was to turn the mask into paper!
As Wang Baole's finger landed, the Paper Law descended. In an instant, the mask on the monarch spirit's face became thin, turning into a piece of white paper. It was as if it couldn't be worn anymore. It fell from the monarch spirit's face, revealing a face that Wang Baole was struck by a hundred thousand lightning bolts when he saw it.
That face … Although there was no expression, although it was numb, and although it was abnormally pale, when compared to Wang Baole's face …
It was exactly the same!
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