"The source of desire …" Wang Baole murmured. Standing in the Lord of Desire's Tower in the City of Desire, the Lord of Desire beside him trembled as she looked at Wang Baole. At such a close distance, she could clearly sense the fluctuations in Wang Baole's body.
The fluctuations gave her a strong feeling. It was as if once they spread out, they could instantly make her lose her rationality and sink into desire for eternity.
"Then … why did the Emperor turn this place into a world of seven emotions and six desires? Or more accurately, why did the Emperor place his desires here?" Wang Baole was silent. After a long time, he raised his head and looked at the sky with his pitch-black eyes.
For some reason, he suddenly thought of the question that the Xuanchen Emperor had asked him twice.
"Have you thought it through?"
At that time, although Wang Baole had answered with actions, in the end, he did not open his mouth and did not give the answer directly.
Wang Baole seemed to be deep in thought. He lowered his head and raised his right hand. In the next instant, black fog seeped out from his palm and gathered together to form a black ball. There seemed to be some kind of life in the black ball, and it emitted endless desire. At the same time, it seemed to be struggling, wanting to escape from Wang Baole's hand.
The Lord of Desire trembled even more at this moment.
Wang Baole looked at it for a long time and slowly put it back into his body. Then, he took a step forward. In the next moment, he had already left the City of Desire.
It was only when his figure disappeared from the City of Desire that the Lord of Desire heaved a sigh of relief. However, the wariness and fear in the depths of her eyes were still extremely strong.
"The aura in his body is very terrifying … and that black fog …" the Lord of Desire murmured. She seemed to recall some memories that made her tremble.
At the same time, Wang Baole, who had walked out of the City of Desire, could feel that his current state had already reached the peak of this world. If he faced the Xuanchen Emperor again with his current self, Wang Baole was confident that he could suppress him and then push open the Door to the Upper World.
It could be said that he was about to achieve his goal of coming to the Universe of Origin Dao Kong. Soon, he would be able to see the Emperor who was in seclusion. Next, he would sever his karma and be free.
But for some reason, he was still hesitant.
As he pondered over the source of his hesitation, Wang Baole wandered aimlessly through the world of the second level. After an unknown amount of time, he arrived at a desert.
"I can't believe we're here." Wang Baole was in a daze. He raised his head and looked around, a complicated look in his eyes.
This was the place where his real body was located. He could sense the presence of his real body in the desert, and it seemed that … his real body had noticed him at that moment.
One was above the desert, the other was below the desert. One had his head lowered, the other looked up. It was as if their gazes had met.
Both the main body and the clone were silent.
After a long moment passed, Wang Baole suddenly chuckled. His body flickered, and he sank down into the desert. When he reappeared … he was deep in the desert, where his true self had been secluded meditation.
This was the first time that Wang Baole's clone had appeared in front of his true self after leaving.
Time passed …
Three days passed quickly.
Apart from Wang Baole himself, no one knew what his clone and his true self had talked about during these three days.
Three days later, Wang Baole's figure appeared outside the desert. He stood there, lowered his head, and looked down with a complicated look. Then, he took a deep breath, and with a resolute look in his eyes, he soared into the sky!
The person sitting cross-legged in the desert sighed softly. That sigh was filled with complicated emotions … and there was also a hint of confusion that could not be described with words.
The world of the second level had changed.
As Wang Baole stepped into the sky and his figure appeared in front of the door to the upper realm once again, the gazes of the seven emotions and desires in the world of the second level instantly converged on him.
In the Ancient Order City, some ancient experts who lived here and did not have much interaction with the seven emotions and six desires opened their eyes and looked at the sky.
Under the gazes of thousands of people, Wang Baole walked step by step toward the door. In the next moment … the Xuanchen Emperor, who was meditating in front of the door, slowly opened his eyes and looked coldly at Wang Baole.
The cursed face on his face was still there, but there was only one left, and it had faded a lot.
"Halt!" The Xuanchen Emperor stared at the approaching Wang Baole, and his cold expression slowly changed. In the end, a serious expression appeared on his face for the first time as he slowly spoke.
Wang Baole shook his head and continued walking, getting closer and closer to the Xuanchen Emperor.
When he was less than a hundred feet away from the two of them, the Xuanchen Emperor suddenly raised his right hand and pointed at Wang Baole.
As he pointed, the air around Wang Baole started to distort. An unparalleled force descended upon him, transforming into the illusory image of a parrot around him. It was as if the parrot was going to envelop him within.
Wang Baole's expression remained the same. With a wave of his hand, a wisp of black mist was emitted from his palm and circled around his body rapidly. As soon as the illusionary figure of the parrot came into contact with it, it instantly turned pitch-black, and its lifeless eyes became more spirited.
However … the source of the spirited eyes was desire!
After a shrill cry, the illusionary figure of the parrot turned around and charged at the Xuanchen Emperor.
The Xuanchen Emperor's expression turned even more serious. He performed a hand seal and pointed forward. The parrot that was charging at him was immediately set ablaze and turned into ashes.
However, there was a wisp of black mist that even the Xuanchen Emperor's Mystical Ability could not get rid of. It was heading toward him with a hint of greed.
There was a strange look in the Xuanchen Emperor's eyes. He looked at the incoming black mist silently with a complicated expression. He did not dodge but closed his eyes instead.
In the next instant, the wisp of black mist approached and was about to touch the Xuanchen Emperor's glabella. However, it eventually stopped in front of him, only three inches away from his glabella.
As if unwilling to give up, the wisp of black mist seemed to be struggling. However, it was forcefully controlled by a strong force, preventing it from spreading out.
It was not the Xuanchen Emperor who was restraining it, but Wang Baole.
Wang Baole was expressionless as he walked toward the Xuanchen Emperor. The Xuanchen Emperor sensed something and opened his eyes, taking a deep look at Wang Baole.
Wang Baole also looked at him. After a while, he spoke softly.
"Senior Xuanchen, I've thought it through."
Hearing this, the Xuanchen Emperor stood up silently. Without a word, he turned and left, walking further and further away …
It was as if that was what he had been waiting for.
After staring at the Xuanchen Emperor's back for a long time … Wang Baole retracted his gaze and looked at the Upper Realm Gate that stood in midair. His expression was resolute as he walked over to the Upper Realm Gate. He raised his right hand and pressed it gently.
Without pushing it open immediately, Wang Baole turned to look at the world. His gaze swept across the place and saw too many familiar faces. Finally, he took a look at the desert and closed his eyes.
When he opened them again, there was a glint in his eyes. He pushed his right hand forward!
The Upper Realm Gate … opened!
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