At the edge of a basin on the front side of the Mystic Luna Realm, there were dozens of cultivators facing off against each other. From their attire, one could tell that one side belonged to the Senate, while the other was from the Three Moon Group. Kim Do-myung was among them.
There was even a Foundation Establishment cultivator in this group. Evidently, he had already obtained twenty fragments and successfully established his foundation. However, Kim Do-myung of the Three Moon Group had not established his foundation even though he already had twenty fragments. He was currently lying on a chair, looking at the group of disciples from the Senate in boredom.
"You dare to fight me?"
There was also a Foundation Establishment cultivator in the group of disciples from the Senate. He was currently glaring angrily at Kim Do-myung. Clearly, there was a conflict between the two sides for some reason. However, it was impossible for them to fight, so they could only continue glaring angrily at each other to express their anger.
Just as the cultivators from both sides were glaring angrily at each other, a teleportation force suddenly erupted nearby, attracting everyone's attention. At the same time, the figure of the old woman appeared out of thin air.
A wave of Core Formation energy immediately spread in all directions, causing the cultivators from both sides to be shocked. Even Kim Do-myung sat up straight, a rare solemn expression appearing on his face.
As for the people from the Senate, they held their breaths, but they were not too surprised. Clearly, both sides had already known that the Galactic Dusk Sect had formed their Core here.
Under their vigilant gazes, the old woman walked out of the void. As soon as she appeared, her face was incredibly dark and unsightly. Blue veins even popped out on her forehead. The madness and sullenness in her heart were indescribable, reaching a level that could shake Heaven and Earth. The instant she appeared, she threw her head back and let out a piercing howl of rage.
"Wang Baole, you little bastard, I'm not done with you!" The old woman's angry roar reverberated in all directions, causing the people from the Senate and the Three Moon Group to be even more vigilant. At the same time, Kim Do-myung narrowed his eyes. He had also heard about the incident between Wang Baole and the Galactic Dusk Sect.
He originally thought that Wang Baole had died, but seeing the old woman's current appearance, he couldn't help but feel curious.
Almost as soon as his curiosity appeared, the old woman's anger soared to the heavens. She suddenly looked at the people from the Three Moon Group and the Senate with a ferocious look in her eyes. It was obvious that she wanted to vent her anger, but she quickly suppressed it.
After all, the representatives of the Senate and the Three Moon Group were all second-generation heirs … None of their elders could be underestimated. The old woman could kill Wang Baole, but she did not want to provoke the immediate family members of these powerful people. Especially when she noticed Kim Do-myung, she suppressed her anger, turned around, and sped towards the dark side of the moon.
She couldn't take it lying down. As she recalled the scene from before, she still found it unbelievable. At the same time, she also made up her mind to not give Wang Baole a chance to attack and kill Wang Baole when she got close again.
As the old woman hurried over, Wang Baole stood on the dark side of the Mystic Luna Realm. His gaze shifted away from where the old woman had been teleported to look at the five Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Galactic Dusk Sect, who were stunned by the scene that had just unfolded.
These cultivators were all completely dumbfounded. They could not believe what had just happened, and at the same time, they also felt that it was absurd. They could never have imagined what had just happened, not even in their wildest dreams. A dignified Core Formation realm elder had arrived with such ferocity, only to be teleported away after Wang Baole waved his hand and told her to scram.
The turn of events was too drastic. Their initial surprise at the arrival of the old lady instantly turned into shock. They also immediately understood the meaning behind the bead that Wang Baole had thrown out. As they understood, their expressions changed drastically, and they couldn't help but exclaim in shock and shock. They couldn't help but erupt.
"This … This is the Mystic Trace Fog! Heavens, this Wang Baole can actually store the Mystic Trace Fog in a pearl and turn it into a Dharma treasure! "
"D * mn it, how can this be? With this pearl, doesn't Wang Baole mean that he can teleport anyone he wants? This is already invincible to a certain extent!"
Everyone was shocked, and none of them had the will to fight anymore. Wang Baole's strength had frightened them, and the Mystic Trace Bead had also destroyed their hopes. At that moment, everyone scattered in all directions, and the only thought in their minds was to escape!
To them, even though Wang Baole wasn't completely invincible in the Foundation Establishment realm, in their hearts, he was already terrifying to a certain extent. He wasn't someone they could stand up to.
That was especially true of Wang Baole's speed, and his fleshly body. His ability to sustain and withstand attacks far exceeded those of other cultivators in the same Stage. Furthermore, he possessed a Dharma Weapon that no one else could. To anyone else, that was a nightmare. Therefore, all they could do was curse the fact that they didn't have legs.
But how could Wang Baole possibly allow them to escape? His eyes glittered, and he shot forward with explosive speed. He was like a black bolt of lightning as he closed in on one of the cultivators. He waved his right hand, causing a sea of flames to appear. This was none other than his secret skill, the Flame Burst.
A shocking wave of heat spread out, enveloping the fleeing Cultivator. The Cultivator frantically tried to flee, but lightning bolts shot out from within the sea of flames. They slammed into him, and the flames consumed him.
Without pausing for a moment, Wang Baole killed the Cultivator. Then, he shot toward another Cultivator. It was in this fashion that one miserable shriek after another filled the jungle. After enough time passed for half an incense stick to burn, Wang Baole kicked the last Cultivator in the crotch, causing it to explode. He looked at the face of the Cultivator who had once tried to kill him, and then kicked him viciously in the crotch.
The miserable shrieks faded away, and the Cultivator lay there, trembling. His eyes were cloudy as he breathed his last.
Looking coldly at the corpse in front of him, Wang Baole stepped forward and picked up the corpse's storage bag. He opened it and took out a jade slip. There were similar jade slips in the storage bags of the others as well. On the jade slips, a location nearby was marked.
"For so many people to arrive so quickly, this might be their gathering point." Wang Baole had already vented some of the anger in his heart. After pondering for a moment, he sped toward the location marked on the jade slip.
In reality, this marked location was one of the bases of the Galactic Dusk Sect. It was not far from Wang Baole, and there was a huge pit in the ground. Close to a hundred True Breath Cultivators were moving in and out, as if they were digging.
In the depths of this huge pit, there were two middle-aged men guarding this place. As they watched the disciples digging, they frowned. They had received orders from the old woman to kill Wang Baole, and at the same time, to be on the lookout for Wang Baole's Mystic Trace Beads.
"Mystic Trace Beads?"
"Interesting." The two of them became alert. After all, for the Elder to give such a warning, there must be something shocking about it. Hence, they looked at each other and were about to leave the deep pit to search outside. However, at this moment, suddenly, a miserable shriek came from outside the deep pit, followed by a faint cry of surprise.
"Enemy attack!"
The two men's expressions changed, and they sped up immediately, rushing out of the pit. At the same time, outside the deep pit, Wang Baole had already rushed out of the forest. When he reached this place, he charged forward with his Dharmic Weapon in hand.
He did not care to attack True Breath Cultivators, unless they were courting death. His target was only the Foundation Establishment Realm. As he neared, he used the Supernova to kill seven or eight True Breath Cultivators who tried to stop him. With a sweep of his saber, he sliced a Foundation Establishment Cultivator who was charging toward him into two. Fresh blood splattered everywhere. This scene was too intimidating for the surrounding True Breath Cultivators. As they inhaled sharply, almost all of them retreated rapidly. When they looked at Wang Baole, their faces were filled with extreme fear and disbelief.
This was especially so when one of them was one of the Hundred Seedlings of the Federation. He had also reached the Foundation Establishment Realm. When he looked at Wang Baole, his heart was in turmoil. Even though he had heard about Wang Baole before, now that he had seen his strength with his own eyes, he still felt incredulous.
Wang Baole also saw him and retracted his gaze in silence. The other party did not participate in the pursuit of his life and did not take the initiative to attack him now. Furthermore, he was connected to the Hundred Seedlings of the Federation. Hence, Wang Baole chose to ignore him and walked toward the deep pit without anyone stopping him.
The moment he neared, two shocking auras exploded from the deep pit and headed straight for Wang Baole. Wang Baole did not even look at them and casually threw out a handful of Mystic Trace Beads.
"Scram!"
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