As soon as he attacked, he used his most powerful trump card!
Clearly, Yin Xi had already acknowledged Wang Baole's power. He knew that if he wanted to fight for first place against Wang Baole, then there was no need to test him out. He attacked … with his most powerful attack.
His key to the World of Hearing was his most powerful Dao, and as it exploded out, his entire person fused into the key. He looked like a beam of light, but in reality … he was no longer there. He was now in the gap between the World of Hearing and reality.
In this state, he was in an absolute position when it came to dealing with Cultivators of the Law of Hearing. Rumbling filled the air, and the bubble began to show signs of collapsing. Even the Cultivators on the volcanoes outside felt their minds trembling, and their magical laws were being shaken.
A moment later, Yin Xi's glowing finger appeared directly in front of Wang Baole, where it pressed down toward him.
Wang Baole's eyes shone with a strange light. In the time he had spent in Hearing City, he had seen many cultivators who practiced the Law of Hearing. However, he had to admit that Yin Xi was the most powerful of them all.
"And … what he just said …." Wang Baole's eyes narrowed, and he lifted his right hand to block the incoming finger.
The 100,000 superimposed musical notes inside of him exploded out in unprecedented fashion.
A shockwave that could shake Heaven and Earth exploded out in all directions, transforming into a tempest that tore apart the bubble, the arena, the trial by fire, and … the key that Yin Xi had fused with his finger.
The finger shattered into pieces, completely incapable of standing up to the tempest. As it collapsed, Yin Xi, who was stuck in the crack between reality and the World of Hearing, was ripped out. Blood sprayed out of his mouth, and a strange gleam appeared in his eyes. It was a mixture of anticipation, bitterness, and other complex emotions.
It didn't last for very long before his body was swallowed up by the tempest of superimposed magical symbols created by Wang Baole.
Thankfully, Wang Baole had no desire to kill Yin Xi. In the next moment, Yin Xi's body was shoved away by the tempest, tumbling off into the distance like a kite with its string cut.
This battle … was over!
Before the cultivators of the three sects could react, the trial ground that Wang Baole was in, which was on the verge of collapsing, suddenly glowed with the light of teleportation. The light gathered from all directions and headed straight for Wang Baole. In the next moment, it enveloped him and activated the teleportation portal.
In an instant, Wang Baole's figure completely disappeared from the eyes of the cultivators of the three sects, as well as Yin Xi, who was still coughing up blood.
"He's gone over …" Yin Xi's expression became even more complicated.
At the same time, an imperious voice echoed in the three sects.
"The trial is over. Wang Le will be promoted to a personal disciple from now on!"
Wang Le was Wang Baole's alias in Listen to Desire City!
As soon as the voice rang out, the Three Sects were thrown into an uproar, and the sound of discussions filled the air. Although they had all been prepared for Wang Baole to take the championship … they were still completely flabbergasted by what they had just heard.
Wang Baole had been a complete dark horse, a complete unknown. He had fought his way out of the crowd, defeated a Dao Child, and then suppressed Yin Xi with shocking momentum.
It was simply too inconceivable.
As for the people who had been defeated by Wang Baole, they were both in disbelief and excitement. That was especially true of the cultivator who had been the first to be defeated by Wang Baole. He was even happier than Wang Baole himself. In his opinion, he was quite lucky to have been defeated by an Elite Disciple. That was enough to show that he was actually quite outstanding.
As the disciples of the three Sects discussed the matter, the Dao Children of the three Sects were silent. Complex expressions could be seen on their faces as they looked toward the volcano of the Dao of Music Rhythm. It was as if their gazes could penetrate the volcano and see what was inside.
Although … they were unable to see what was happening inside the volcano, they were able to imagine what was happening inside the volcano at that moment.
"What a pity."
"This Wang Baole's latent talent for listening to the magical law is unprecedented!"
"Master's Dao of Music Rhythm clone can be restored."
Yin Xi was the only one who looked at the volcano of the Dao of Music Rhythm. Within his eyes was a look of struggle, as well as … anticipation.
At the same time that the Dao Children of the three Sects were looking at the volcano, light flickered deep within the volcano of the Dao of Music Rhythm. Wang Baole was teleported there.
The area was filled with crimson flames, and the temperature was shocking.
As the light of the teleportation faded away, Wang Baole's body became visible. His gaze immediately came to rest on a protruding violet stone awl, where a figure sat cross-legged in meditation.
The figure wore a black robe, and his face was pale and weak. His exposed skin was clearly withered, and his long hair was disheveled. An aura of death swirled around him, making him look like a candle on the verge of burning out, with only the flickering flame of his life remaining.
At this moment, the figure opened his eyes, which were almost devoid of pupils. They were completely white, filled with the aura of death as he looked at Wang Baole.
Wang Baole also looked at the clone of the Lord of Listening, and an expression of both excitement and nervousness appeared on his face. He bowed deeply to the figure in front of him.
"Disciple offers greetings, Lord of Listening …."
"Come closer." A hoarse voice echoed out from within the withered figure. It seemed to contain a special power that affected Wang Baole's mind, causing a blank expression to appear on his face. It also affected the magical law of listening inside of him, causing him to unconsciously walk toward the figure.
Step by step, he got closer and closer. When he was standing right in front of the figure, Wang Baole could smell the stench of decay emanating from him. His body seemed to reject him, and a look of struggle appeared on his blank face.
"A young body …." The figure's eyes flickered with a mysterious light. Suddenly, the Dao seed inside of Wang Baole seemed to be no longer under Wang Baole's control. It exploded with power, forcibly taking control of Wang Baole's body, suppressing the rejection and struggle. At the same time, the Lord of Listening's Dao of Rhythm clone sat there cross-legged, and a look of anticipation appeared in his eyes. He slowly lifted his withered right hand, panted, and then pushed it down … onto Wang Baole's forehead.
"You … belong to me now." A hoarse voice reverberated in the air. The Law of Hearing and Desire inside the Auditory Desire Lord's Dao of Music avatar began to churn. Along with his own will, the Law of Hearing and Desire flowed through his arm and into Wang Baole's body.
However, in the instant that his will and everything entered Wang Baole's forehead, the blank expression on Wang Baole's face disappeared. It was replaced by a profound smile, along with a cold light that flickered in the depths of his eyes.
"No," Wang Baole said softly. "You … belong to me now."
The Lord of Listening's Dao of Rhythm clone's will rippled. He wanted to withdraw his will, but it was too late.
Wang Baole's Reverse Possession technique, which the Lord of Joy had taught him, instantly erupted with power. He forcibly pulled the Lord of Listening's Dao of Rhythm clone's will back in.
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