As he spoke, the Foundation Establishment cultivators realized where they were. Their expressions changed, and they stopped in their tracks, bewildered. The Galactic Dusk Sect's definition of this area was that anyone below the Core Formation realm who entered would die!
They wouldn't have been so rash and slow to react. Only now did they realize that they were in pursuit of Wang Baole. They had to be on guard against each other and couldn't afford to be distracted. At the same time, Zhou Fei's reminder had led them to believe that Wang Baole was searching for the Mystic Trace Fog.
Only then did they realize that they were actually very close to the forbidden zone!!
Wang Baole panted heavily when he saw the people behind him stop in their tracks. Blood flowed continuously from the armor around his abdomen. His vision dimmed, and even the world seemed to be spinning and blurring in front of him. He leaned against the Big Tree beside him and looked at the crowd.
"Come on! Why aren't you chasing after your Grandpa Wang?! " Wang Baole felt suffocated. He took off his helmet, revealing his pale face and the blood at the corner of his mouth. His eyes were bloodshot, and his smile was ferocious. It was fearless, but at the same time, it carried a crazed desire to kill as he looked at the crowd.
"Didn't you want your grandpa's Dharmic Armament? The Dharmic Armament is right here. Come and get it!" Wang Baole's legs turned to jelly, but his smile was mocking. The world before his eyes blurred, as if it had been smeared with blood.
"And that one from the Five Generation Sky Clan. You were pretty good at pretending to be dead. You should come out too. You've been following me from behind. None of them noticed you. Did you really think you could hide from your grandpa?" Wang Baole felt cold all over. Not only was his cultivation base weakened, but even his life force was slipping away rapidly. He struggled to lift his head and look into the distance.
As soon as he spoke, some of the Galactic Dusk Sect cultivators turned around in shock. However, there were also some who weren't surprised. They had already known about it.
Therefore, under the gazes of those who had turned their heads back, Zhou Fei walked out of the forest with a cold expression. His body gradually solidified from its previous translucent state. It was obvious that he had used the same tactic he had used to ambush Wang Baole when he was pursuing him. That was how he had managed to conceal himself.
As for his previous injuries, he was already prepared for them. Although they looked serious, they were, in fact, bearable. His original plan was to be the oriole, waiting for the crowd to kill Wang Baole. Then, he would take the opportunity to strike while they fought for the Dharmic Armament.
"Wang Baole, you're already at the end of your rope. Hand over the Dharmic weapon and fend for yourself. I believe the other fellow Daoists will be able to accept such an outcome." In truth, although he had sensed that they were at the edge of the forbidden zone, his greed had been too great, so he hadn't warned them. However, he himself had long since been on high alert.
"A bunch of cowards. If you want a Dharmic Armament, come in and get it yourself!"
"However, don't worry. Your Grandpa Wang will definitely be able to kill two or three of you before I die. Let's see who's the unlucky one. As for the rest, we'll have to see if this forbidden zone is as scary as the legends say."
Wang Baole looked at Zhou Fei with disdain, then scanned the crowd. He pressed his right hand against the Big Tree and used the force to retreat. He stepped into the area where the red plants were, which was the forbidden zone on the dark side of the moon!
The moment he stepped in, he seemed to hear a sigh. However, he didn't pay attention to it as the world around him was already a blur. He struggled to walk forward.
With every step he took, his entire body was in excruciating pain. The world around him became more and more blurry. His body was cold and weak, and it was like a tidal wave that was about to drown him.
As for the wound on his stomach, he could no longer hold it in. Blood and intestines began to ooze out, and he could only use his hands to hold them back. His armor was in tatters. Some parts of it had burst open, and others had caved in. Wherever he walked, blood would leave a trail of blood behind him, overlapping with the blood-colored plants. It was a tragic scene.
Behind him, the Foundation Establishment realm cultivators fell silent. They stared at Wang Baole with solemn expressions on their faces. Wang Baole was far more difficult to deal with than they had imagined. Even though they were wary of him and had their own agendas, and didn't work together as one, they could see how extraordinary Wang Baole was.
After all, they knew that if they were in his shoes, they wouldn't have been able to do as well. In fact, they would have thrown out their Dharmic Armaments in exchange for a chance at survival.
However, they knew that if Wang Baole really threw out his Dharmic Armament, they would definitely fight for it. On the other hand, the speed at which they killed Wang Baole would be extremely fast. There was no way they would let him go.
After all, there was no mention of Dharmic Armaments in the rewards given by the elder's mission. The only way to obtain the rewards was to kill Wang Baole.
Therefore, even though Wang Baole's head wasn't as valuable as a Dharmic Armament, it was enough to make them pay attention.
However, until now, Wang Baole hadn't thrown out his Dharmic Armament. This made them silent. At the same time, they knew that Wang Baole must have seen through something. To be able to see through the essence of the situation in such a life-or-death situation was also what made them most wary.
"If this kid enters our Galactic Dusk Sect, he will probably be even stronger than he is now!" This was the consensus among the Galactic Dusk Sect's Foundation Establishment cultivators after the pursuit.
Even so, they were still unwilling to give up. Even though the area in front of them was forbidden, when they saw Wang Baole walk in with the Dharmic Armament in his hand, Zhou Fei and the others couldn't help but breathe rapidly. After struggling for a while, their eyes slowly revealed a ruthless desire to gamble.
However, just as everyone was about to take a gamble, suddenly, there was a whimpering sound that reverberated around them. This sound was sorrowful and strange. As it reverberated, a thin fog appeared in the surroundings.
It wasn't the Mystic Trace Fog, but a thin white fog. Within this fog, blurry figures gradually appeared. It was a group of Moon Spirits …
It wasn't three or five, nor was it a dozen, but a group …
In the air above the fog, Night Immortals also appeared … Similarly, it wasn't three or five, but … a group!
They appeared without a sound, as if they were guards guarding the forbidden area. They appeared along with the fog and filled the red area ahead. The fog also covered Wang Baole's figure, making it impossible for the others to see him clearly. At the same time, all of them felt as if their minds had been struck by lightning. Without any hesitation, everyone, including Zhou Fei, quickly retreated, their hearts palpitating with fear.
Even if they were unwilling to give up, they didn't have the heart to do so. They used all their strength to escape as quickly as possible. Fortunately, the group of Moon Spirits and Moon Immortals only seemed to be guarding the forbidden area, so they didn't chase after them, allowing them to escape with their lives.
When they turned back and looked in the direction of the forbidden area, everyone fell silent. In the end, they sighed inwardly and dispersed with regret. Some people left, but there were also some who chose to wait in the vicinity for the fog to dissipate. They wanted to see if there was a chance to enter and retrieve Wang Baole's corpse.
As for the possibility that Wang Baole was still alive, they didn't even consider it. In their opinion, the fog had appeared, and Wang Baole was surrounded by a group of Night Immortals and Moon Spirits. He was dead beyond the shadow of a doubt!
And yet, Wang Baole wasn't dead!!
The fog rose up and covered him. Wang Baole looked back, and through the fog, saw the people who had chased him all the way here. He smiled, then turned back. His consciousness was fading, and his body was like a lamp without oil. As he walked, he lost consciousness. Just as he was about to collapse, the black mask flew out from his body and floated above his head.
Wang Baole, who had already lost consciousness, didn't notice that the black mask began to emit a soft glow. Gradually, the glow began to reflect off of him, and an illusory figure appeared.
It was a woman, with long, flowing hair and a white robe. She was breathtakingly beautiful.
She supported Wang Baole. Although her body was illusory, there seemed to be some strange power that allowed her to support Wang Baole's body. She didn't let him fall, but instead, supported him as he walked forward.
She walked through the fog toward the depths of the forbidden area. As she walked, the number of Moon Spirits and Night Immortals increased. In the end, the fog filled the forbidden area, so many Moon Spirits and Night Immortals could be seen. If the Federation saw this, they would be completely astonished. This was completely beyond their ability to count!!
Strangely, as soon as the innumerable Moon Spirits and Night Immortals saw her, they automatically parted to make a path for her ….
In fact, it was almost as if a queen had returned. Not only did the Moon Spirits and Night Immortals move out of the way, they even … dropped to their knees and kowtowed!!
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