In the restricted zone, on the blood-colored grass, Wang Baole walked out step by step. He had already changed out of his clothes, and he wasn't wearing the broken armor formed by the puppets. He was only wearing a very ordinary Ethereal Dao College Daoist robe.
After going through this series of events, his originally slightly round body had obviously slimmed down a lot, causing his face to look a little more angular.
The calmness in his eyes was like the starry sky before a storm. At the same time, it was deep and carried with it a terrifying and suppressed madness.
He held the seventh-grade Dharmic Armament saber in his hand, and a storm surrounded him. Behind him, against the backdrop of the blood-colored restricted zone, an illusory and ferocious crocodile appeared.
At that moment, Wang Baole was like a killing god who had returned from hell. As he walked out step by step, the aura on his body gradually calmed down, and no ripples of cultivation could be sensed. However, from the Dharmic Armament in his hand, one could tell that in that instant, Wang Baole's body seemed to be filled with boundless power. This once rebellious saber that would backfire if used carelessly was now extremely obedient to Wang Baole!
Along the way, he didn't mock himself or talk to himself. He wasn't even in the mood to joke. Although Wang Baole's personality was optimistic, it depended on the situation and experience. For example, right now, there was only one word in his heart.
And that was … kill!
The person he wanted to kill the most was the old woman from the Galactic Dusk Sect who had destroyed his Dao foundation and stolen his creation. Next was … Zhou Fei of the Five Generation Sky Clan!
Next were all the cultivators who had pursued him previously, regardless of whether they were True Breath or Foundation Establishment cultivators. At that moment, according to Wang Baole's judgment, other than the old woman, who he couldn't kill, the others were only one step away from becoming corpses.
As he walked out, the fog in the restricted zone behind Wang Baole churned. The Moon Spirits and Night Immortals followed him silently, as if they were sending him off.
This scene was immediately captured outside the restricted zone. The three Galactic Dusk Sect Foundation Establishment realm cultivators, who were unwilling to leave just like that and had chosen to stay behind and wait for the fog to dissipate, witnessed it with their own eyes. They had attempted to snatch Wang Baole's corpse and Dharmic Armament.
At first, they were excited to see the fog churning, thinking that it was about to disperse. However, when they saw the figure walking out of the fog, and realized that it was Wang Baole, they gaped in shock. Instinctively, their killing intent surged, and at the same time, an indescribable feeling of strangeness rose up in their hearts.
Almost as soon as those feelings appeared, they were replaced by astonishment and disbelief. That was because … they saw countless Moon Spirits and Night Immortals walking out of the fog behind Wang Baole. They seemed to be sending him off, and when Wang Baole was completely out of the forbidden zone, they finally stopped. Then, they lowered their heads, as if to bid farewell!!
This scene caused their minds to reel. Their breathing quickened, and their eyes bulged out of their sockets. This was something they would never have imagined even in their wildest dreams.
"The Moon Spirits … Night Immortals … are bowing to him?"
"Not only is Wang Baole not dead, he's actually … healed?!"
The three Galactic Dusk Sect Foundation Establishment cultivators were all shocked. Although they couldn't tell the exact depth of Wang Baole's cultivation, the three of them instinctively chose to retreat.
However, just as they retreated, Wang Baole, who had walked out of the forbidden zone, had a murderous look in his eyes. He had already sensed the presence of the three of them, and he definitely wouldn't let them go. Just as the three of them were about to escape, Wang Baole's body flashed, and his speed suddenly exploded!
His speed was so fast that it was shocking. Sonic booms could be heard after his figure disappeared. His extreme speed even formed an impact that tore apart countless plants. Even one of the Foundation Establishment cultivators lost his balance in fear. In that instant, Wang Baole flashed past the Foundation Establishment cultivator. The Foundation Establishment cultivator's body trembled violently, and he staggered. He stared in disbelief at Wang Baole, who had stopped in front of him.
"You …" The Foundation Establishment cultivator opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't have the chance to finish his sentence. He had only spoken one word when a bloody gash appeared on his neck. His head fell to the ground, and his corpse fell to the side, blood spraying everywhere.
Wang Baole had killed a Foundation Establishment cultivator with one strike. It was a clean cut, and he hadn't even used his full strength. With his Blue Lotus Foundation Establishment and his Dharmic Armament, he had already reached the pinnacle of the Foundation Establishment realm!
Without even looking at the Foundation Establishment cultivator's corpse, Wang Baole turned his head and coldly glanced in the direction in which the other two had fled. His body flickered, and he suddenly chased after them!
At the same time, the Galactic Dusk Sect Foundation Establishment cultivator in another direction was a middle-aged man. His face was pale, and his mind was in turmoil, as if it had been struck by lightning. He couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity.
"How is this possible?!" He couldn't believe what he had just seen. The death of his companion was like a nightmare to him. He couldn't imagine how Wang Baole had managed to survive in the restricted area, and had even fully recovered from his injuries. Furthermore … he was so strong that it was unbelievable!
However, there was no answer to this question. As he fled madly, Wang Baole closed in on him like an arrow. If one looked down from the sky, they would clearly see that Wang Baole's speed was about ten times that of the Foundation Establishment cultivator's. In a single step, he had caught up to the Foundation Establishment cultivator.
"This is a misunderstanding," said the Foundation Establishment cultivator, his face falling. "Wang Baole, listen to me …." He tried to explain himself, but the only thing that answered him was Wang Baole's cold, murderous gaze, and a blade aura that filled the Foundation Establishment cultivator's entire world!
The blade aura transformed into a gigantic crocodile. Amidst the sonic boom, the crocodile opened its maw and swallowed the Foundation Establishment cultivator whole. The blade aura dissipated, and the Foundation Establishment cultivator's body exploded into pieces. Wang Baole's body flickered again as he pursued the third person!
Wang Baole clearly remembered that this was the third Foundation Establishment cultivator who had ambushed him, who had stabbed his armor with a sword and caused his injuries to explode.
"You're fast?" Wang Baole spoke softly and coldly. His voice was like a gust of wind in the dead of winter. The third Foundation Establishment realm cultivator, who had escaped a certain distance away and was holding onto a jade slip and calling for help, narrowed his eyes. His mind buzzed, and he roared. He pulled out a large number of Numinous Treasures and unleashed his divine powers and spells in an attempt to defend himself.
"Wang Baole, I've already spread the news about you. It's not too late for you to leave now. If you don't, the Elders will come and kill you!"
Wang Baole didn't seem to hear the Foundation Establishment cultivator's threat. He stepped forward and waved his right hand. Suddenly, a flash of lightning exploded. Bolts of lightning, ten times thicker than when he was in the True Breath realm, rumbled and materialized. They formed into numerous swords that intertwined into a net of lightning. No matter how the Foundation Establishment cultivator resisted or fought back, it was to no avail. In an instant, under Wang Baole's cold gaze, the Foundation Establishment cultivator was enveloped by the net of lightning and pierced through in an instant.
Shrill screams of pain reverberated in the air. The Foundation Establishment cultivator's body was sliced into dozens of pieces. When they fell to the ground, his screams came to an abrupt end.
Wang Baole walked over and stood beside the corpse. He stepped on the jade slip that the Foundation Establishment cultivator had used to transmit his voice. With a light squeeze, the jade slip was reduced to dust.
"What I want is for you to transmit your voice. That way, I won't have to search for you one by one when I kill you." Wang Baole spoke calmly. Killing only three people wasn't enough to dissipate his previous ruthlessness. Thus, he turned to look in the direction of the restricted area. After staring for a long time, Wang Baole turned and walked in the opposite direction, carrying a murderous aura and killing intent with him.
"I didn't want to kill, but since the Galactic Dusk Sect thinks that the law of the jungle applies, then I'll just follow their way of doing things."
"I'd like to see how many people they have for me to kill!"
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