Zhou Fei's appearance and words directly caused Wang Baole's plan to stall for time to fail. At this moment, he truly felt the difference between a True Breath realm cultivator and a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator.
Compared to a True Breath realm cultivator, a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator could be said to have experienced a certain degree of fighting and killing before finally being able to stand out from the other True Breath realm cultivators and become the backbone of the Federation.
Furthermore, such people usually had different experiences and horizons. Under the training of their wits, they far surpassed that of a True Breath expert. This was especially so when it came to decisiveness. Once they made a decision, they would not change it easily. To a certain extent, their wits would also become much deeper.
Wang Baole did not have time to think. At this moment, his eyes flashed. The moment Zhou Fei arrived, he raised his right hand and a seventh-grade Dharmic Armament battle saber suddenly appeared. He held it in his hand and slashed at the incoming Zhou Fei!
He knew very well that compared to the others, Zhou Fei knew more about his Dharmic Armament. Since he dared to come and appear, it was obvious that he had a certain level of confidence. If he still had the cultivation level of a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator, he would not have cared about this. But at this moment, Wang Baole could clearly feel that his cultivation level had weakened to about thirty percent. The combat ability that he possessed now was only about seventy percent of what it was at his peak.
As such, the only way before him was to kill Zhou Fei cleanly and frighten the others. Even if they knew of his plan, they would still be wary and apprehensive. This would buy him more time to search for the Mystic Trace Fog.
Therefore, Wang Baole used all his strength in this slash. The storm spread, and the black crocodile roared. As it attacked in all directions, Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and stomped his right foot on the ground. His entire body suddenly exploded, transforming into a long rainbow as he chased after Zhou Fei's saber gleam.
Seeing Wang Baole make his move, Zhou Fei laughed coldly. His hands formed a seal, and immediately, a huge mirror appeared in front of him. This mirror seemed to be made of spirit stones. The moment it appeared, it emitted a blinding light. Zhou Fei had specially borrowed this treasure to deal with Wang Baole's Dharmic Armament.
At that moment, as he formed the seal, the mirror appeared at the same time as the saber glare came charging at him. Both sides reacted at almost the same time, and as a loud boom erupted, the saber glare and the mirror collided with each other.
A boom filled the air as the mirror shattered. However, at the same time, an illusory hand stretched out from within the shattered mirror and pointed at Wang Baole.
Without a sound, an unparalleled force seemed to spread out, forming an invisible binding force that enveloped Wang Baole's entire body. It made him feel as if he had sunk into the depths of the water, and his entire body was immediately bound. He stopped in his tracks, and his speed slowed considerably.
It was as if he was frozen in place, unable to move or struggle!
This scene immediately caused the surrounding Foundation Establishment Cultivators' eyes to light up. They were about to rush over. Zhou Fei laughed heartily, his heart filled with excitement. He raised his right hand and made a grab for Wang Baole's Dharmic Armament!
Everyone's breathing quickened as they stepped forward. Zhou Fei's laughter rang out. Just as they were about to snatch the Dharmic Armament away, Wang Baole's eyes, which were hidden behind his helmet, suddenly shone with a cold light. Wang Baole's entire body was restrained.
His devouring seed was continuously suppressing his injuries. His black lightning and the power of the Purple Sea in his eyes had all gone dormant after the incident at Coulomb Basin. Even when the old woman attacked earlier, they did not appear.
However, that didn't mean that Wang Baole didn't have a solution. As a cold glint flashed in his eyes, the black armor on his body immediately emitted a black glow. Following that, a series of cracking sounds were heard, and the outer layer of Wang Baole's armor caved in instantly. Then, from the caved in area, self-exploding beads appeared and shot out in all directions.
More than a hundred self-exploding beads spread out in all directions with Wang Baole's armor at the center. They exploded, and a deafening boom shook the heavens and earth. It was as if thunder was rolling in the sky, and the force of the explosion was so great that it created a shockwave that shook the earth in a hundred feet radius around Wang Baole. The vegetation was torn apart, and the force that was restraining him was also blown away at that moment!
Zhou Fei's expression changed drastically. He quickly retreated, but it was too late. The cold light in Wang Baole's eyes turned into a strong murderous intent. He looked at the other Foundation Establishment Cultivators who were approaching and immediately muttered in his heart.
"Enlightened …" The moment these two words echoed in his heart, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from his body. As the sky changed, it was as if a distant and ancient existence in the starry sky was trying to awaken. It wanted to focus its gaze on this place, forming a suppressive force that immediately intimidated the approaching Foundation Establishment Cultivators.
"What kind of aura is this?!"
"Heavens, this … this …"
The surrounding Foundation Establishment realm cultivators from the Galactic Dusk Sect all retreated in shock. Wang Baole didn't bother with them. As he silently chanted the Dao Scripture, his silhouette suddenly burst forth, and he appeared before Zhou Fei, who was about to retreat. With a murderous intent and a desire to vent his anger, Wang Baole swung his saber down!
Zhou Fei was scared out of his wits. He tried his best to block it, but the saber light still slammed into him. A huge boom rang out, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood. He let out a miserable shriek, and his body was sent tumbling backward like a kite with its string cut. His chest was a bloody mess, and although it was impossible to see the exact extent of his injury, it was obvious that he had been seriously injured.
Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhou Fei, who was about to pass out. He noticed that Zhou Fei had fallen near the Foundation Establishment Cultivators. This was too much of a coincidence. Therefore, he did not choose to finish him off. Instead, his body flashed and he rushed into the distance.
"Stop him, he's going to look for the Mystic Trace Fog. What you were all so afraid of just now was the aura of a Dharmic Armament …" Zhou Fei struggled to say these words before he coughed up a mouthful of blood and fainted.
Although the crowd was skeptical of his words, there was one thing that they believed, and that was … Wang Baole's motive for escaping was beyond their expectations. After thinking about it, they realized that it was very likely. Therefore, the moment Wang Baole fled into the distance, the surrounding Foundation Establishment Cultivators' eyes flashed. Even though there was a terrifying aura, it did not affect their probing.
In an instant, seven or eight Grade Six Spirit Treasures and more than ten Dharmic spells shot out from the hands of the Foundation Establishment Cultivators, heading straight for Wang Baole.
Wang Baole's face was pale. He wanted to put on a strong front and continue to intimidate them, but the will did not allow him to do so. As he fled, he could only wave the Dharmic Armament in his right hand to block with all his might. However, his Cultivation base was weak, and his injuries were severe. In the end, he was unable to block all of the attacks. Two of the Spirit Treasure flying swords stabbed into his left shoulder!
There was a boom, and Wang Baole staggered backward. Inside the helmet, blood oozed out of his mouth as he shot forward. It was not that he had not considered throwing away the Dharmic Armament to lure the crowd away.
However, such a thing would not have been very effective. If he had the Dharmic Armament, he would have been chased down by the crowd. If he did not have it, he would not have made much of a difference. In fact, it might even have the opposite effect.
At this moment, his weakness was completely exposed. The eyes of the Foundation Establishment Cultivators behind him shone brightly. In an instant, they roared and gave chase. This time, their eyes were burning with passion. Clearly, they saw an opportunity!
Violent sounds suddenly erupted in the forest. Wang Baole retreated as he fought. Around him, Dharmic spells and Spirit Treasures whistled continuously. In an instant, a few Foundation Establishment Cultivators who were extremely fast closed in on him and launched vicious sneak attacks.
In reality, if these eight or nine Foundation Establishment Cultivators worked together, they would be able to kill Wang Baole, whose condition was deteriorating. However, they were all greedy for the Dharmic Armament and were on guard against each other. They were also wary of Wang Baole's counterattack before he died. Therefore, each of them had their own plans and were holding back. At this moment, they were only fighting to wear him down.
As such, Wang Baole's injuries gradually worsened. With a loud boom, Wang Baole slashed down with his saber and severed the palm of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator. As blood spurted out, his abdomen was also pierced by a flying sword!
The place where the sword had penetrated was the wound on his abdomen. Even the suppression of the devouring seed paused for a moment. Wang Baole's body trembled and he spat out blood. He could no longer suppress his injuries. In a full-blown eruption, his cultivation base dissipated on a large scale like a broken dam.
His eyes were already red. The more it was like this, the calmer he became. Like a silent lone wolf, he rammed his head into the forehead of the person who had launched the sneak attack. When the person was knocked back, Wang Baole also retreated rapidly, panting. Even though his hands were trembling and his vision was turning black, the murderous aura on his body was getting thicker and thicker.
At this moment, under the pursuit, the group had unknowingly approached the depths of the dark side of the moon. This was the forbidden zone of forbidden zones, the central region where the mysterious Ancient Corpse Night Immortal King was hibernating!
Here, the vegetation on the ground was obviously thicker and more red in color. Therefore, anyone who saw it would be able to recognize it immediately. Furthermore, according to the information provided by any faction, this was a forbidden zone. This was because anyone who entered would die without a doubt!
When the Foundation Establishment Cultivators who were pursuing Wang Baole realized that they were in this place, they were all shocked. Some of them even stopped in their tracks and held their breaths.
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