Wang Baole's words were cold, and as soon as they left his mouth, the young man was shocked. Everyone in the city was in an uproar, and even Tuo Lingzi's face flickered.
It was the same with Zhou Huo, as well as the other Gluttony Lords.
Everything happened too quickly. Even Tuo Lingzi didn't have time to react. As Wang Baole's voice reverberated in the air, he grabbed Cheng Lingzi's right hand and yanked. Cheng Lingzi's body was lifted into the air, and with a loud whoosh, he was thrown in the direction where Tuo Lingzi's hand had come from.
The entire process was extremely ingenious. Tuo Lingzi's eyes were bright red as he retracted his hand, and yet, it still managed to touch his beloved son.
This caused Cheng Lingzi's body to explode with a loud bang, and a small portion of his body collapsed. Amidst the mess of blood, his shrill and hoarse cries of agony couldn't be heard, as they were stuck in his throat by Wang Baole's right hand. He could only express his agony by trembling violently.
Wang Baole didn't care about Tuo Lingzi, who had a dark expression on his face. After speaking calmly, he exerted force with his right hand. With a loud boom, he crushed Cheng Lingzi instantly.
Cheng Lingzi's shattered body contained a vast amount of the magical law of appetite, which was sucked into Wang Baole's mouth. Unfortunately, Cheng Lingzi was a flesh-flavored cultivator, and had many trump cards up his sleeve. As soon as Wang Baole absorbed some of the magical law, his shattered body began to burn, and was reduced to ash.
A moment later, a figure appeared off in the distance near the vortex. However, he didn't look like a young man, but rather, an adult. He was … even skinnier than before.
His face was pale, and his aura was much weaker than before. As he looked at Wang Baole, his eyes shone with unprecedented fear.
"Hmm?" Wang Baole was a bit surprised. He looked up at Cheng Lingzi, and as soon as he did that, he vanished. When he reappeared, he was right where Cheng Lingzi had been.
However, Cheng Lingzi, who had just experienced a life and death crisis, was astonishingly vigilant. He was like a frightened rabbit, and as soon as Wang Baole arrived, he disappeared again. When he reappeared, he was inside the vortex!
He didn't dare to look for his father. There wasn't enough time, and the other party would definitely make a move. He had a premonition that before his father made a move to stop him, he … would definitely die.
He believed that he wouldn't have the chance to use the life-saving technique he just used a second time. Therefore, his only chance of survival was to rush into the whirlpool and hide inside.
And that was indeed the case. At the same time, in the void between Wang Baole and the altar of Appetite City, a large amount of Nightmare of Desire appeared out of thin air, forming a seal.
If Cheng Lingzi was escaping in this direction, he would definitely be intercepted.
"Interesting. I like to play hide-and-seek too, so you'd better hide well." Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. Truth be told, if he used his external power, he could crush Cheng Lingzi with the flip of his hand. He wouldn't give him a chance to escape.
At the moment, he didn't pay much attention to Wang Baole, who was walking toward the whirlpool. Most of his divine will was focused on Tuo Lingzi, who was standing on the altar, and whose eyes were shining with intense killing intent.
After the first attack, Tuo Lingzi didn't make any more moves. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but rather … the pressure from Lord Desire of Appetite City had swept over him.
That sweep had sealed Tuo Lingzi's power, making him unable to make a move. That was why his killing intent had flared up even though he couldn't.
Wang Baole narrowed his eyes as he looked at the piece of meat on the altar, which contained a shocking aura.
Lord Desire of Appetite City looked at Wang Baole with a strange gleam in his eyes. "Become the Lord of Gluttony, and I'll let bygones be bygones. If you fail, I'll take back the Laws of Appetite from you."
His voice caused the sky to change colors, and the clouds to churn. It was as if his words were law, causing the entire world to tremble.
Wang Baole gave the Lord of Appetite City, who was as powerful as his true form, the respect he deserved. He pondered for a moment, then nodded. He turned and charged into the vortex. In the next moment, his silhouette disappeared into the vortex.
It was at this point that the other Fleshwashing Apostles entered the vortex one by one, their faces filled with bitterness and helplessness. When the last person entered, Lord Desire waved his hand again, and the vortex in the sky slowly disappeared.
The Meat Eaters were supposed to participate in the whirlpool as well, but Lord Desire of Appetite City had changed his mind. He looked up at the whirlpool, which was gradually disappearing, and suddenly smiled.
"Is that him …?"
Beneath the second world of Origin and Dao Kong was a boundless red mist. At the bottom of the mist was the first world, which was also known as the Burial Lands.
This was because the many universes Genesis Universe and Dao Kong had once belonged to were buried here. Over countless aeons, countless living dead had existed here.
Their consciousnesses were slumbering, and perhaps they would never awaken. What kept their bodies moving was their different desires.
That Desire Lord of Appetite City … saw through my identity. Right now, in this world filled with burial grounds, Wang Baole stood in mid-air and lowered his head to look at the ground.
The world he was in was pitch-black, and boundless. The aura of death was so strong that it was so cold that it seemed capable of freezing everything.
And yet … he could sense that deep within the ground, there were countless … fluctuations of breathing.
Some were strong, and some were weak.
The weak ones were like mortals, while the strong ones … In Wang Baole's eyes, his pupils constricted. Due to his true form, he could use his true form's fifth-step senses to sense that in the deepest depths of the land, there seemed to be more than ninety beings … who had the same aura as the guardian that had chased after him previously.
Wang Baole finally understood where the 108 figures that surrounded the Emperor in Origin and Dao Kong had gone.
In silence, Wang Baole raised his head again and looked at the rolling red fog above him.
"The auras buried below don't match the number of 108. But … what if the Lord of Seven Emotions and Six Desires is included …" Wang Baole fell silent, and after a long while, he took a deep breath.
"So, Lord Desire of Appetite City, who saw through my identity, is one of the 108 generals?"
This was different from Wang Baole's initial guess. He thought that Lord Desire of Appetite City and the other cultivators of the same level should be formed from the Emperor's laws of seven emotions and six desires. They were similar to independent clones.
"The waters of Origin and Dao Kong … are deep, very deep." Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. He suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed at the air. Immediately, a strand of black hair appeared in the air where he grabbed. It seemed to have quietly come to entangle Wang Baole, but after he grabbed it, he yanked it. Immediately, a large amount of black hair buzzed in the air and spread out like ink.
As it continued to spread, the source was finally revealed. It was a head, a … woman's head. It appeared in the void and stared unblinkingly at Wang Baole.
There was an indescribable hatred in her eyes!
"Yōko Aoi, you're Yōko Aoi!!"
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