It was obvious that the fusion process wasn't smooth. After all, such a rough fusion wasn't an acknowledgment of ownership. It was difficult for the arm to move with ease. However, with Wang Baole's mastery of Dharmic Armaments, he knew that it was extremely difficult for Dharmic Armaments to acknowledge ownership, let alone a broken arm.
Unless it was its true owner, it wouldn't be willing to accept anyone else. However, Wang Baole didn't want the arm's acknowledgment. He just wanted to control it.
What he found troublesome previously was the consumption and backlash of controlling it. That was why he thought of fusing it with the Flame Snatch Thearch Armor. This way, he would need the power of the Flame Snatch Thearch Armor to control it, and the backlash would also fall on the Flame Snatch Thearch Armor.
In that case, to a certain extent, Wang Baole would possess the ability to control the artifact. At the same time, he would be able to ensure that he remained unharmed to the greatest extent. In reality, Wang Baole's thoughts and actions had all been successfully realized.
Even though it was still a long way from perfection, Wang Baole was already very satisfied. That was especially so when he realized that as the arm fused with the arm, the meridians and white threads within his Flame Snatch Thearch Armor were rapidly tunneling into the arm. From the outside, it looked like the arm truly belonged to his Thearch Armor. However, it was also because of such a close connection that he could sense a consciousness lying dormant within the arm.
This consciousness was the so-called weapon spirit. However, for some reason, it was in a deep sleep and didn't notice the invasion of Wang Baole's Flame Snatch Thearch Armor.
"However, as long as this consciousness is here, I won't be able to make this broken arm truly belong to me … I'm not in a hurry. When I break through the Core Formation realm and enter the Yuanying realm, I'll see if I can get rid of it." Wang Baole was deep in thought. He looked down at the right arm of his Thearch Armor and smiled.
At this moment, the outline of his Flame Snatch Thearch Armor was formed by blood-red meridians. Only his right arm was intact. Although it was dried up, it was still intact. It gave off a strange feeling! Wang Baole took a deep breath. He didn't care about the giant tree, who was shocked by the sight of him fusing with it. Instead, he activated his cultivation and activated his Flame Snatch Thearch Armor, causing it to glow with a blood-red light.
A murderous aura surged out, along with ripples of Cultivation base power that far exceeded Wang Baole's own. A strange light appeared in Wang Baole's eyes as he poured all of the Flame Snatch Thearch Armor's spiritual power into the right arm, avoiding the dormant will of the severed arm. With the help of his Qi passageways and the white bone strands … the right arm of Wang Baole's Thearch Armor began to tremble. A moment later … he felt as if he had his own arm. It filled Wang Baole's mind.
Then, under the incredulous gaze of the Big Tree, the Flame Snatch Thearch Armor's right hand suddenly clenched into a fist!
As he clenched his fist, a vast force that shook the heavens and earth erupted from Wang Baole's body. It caused the heavens to change, the clouds to churn, and the Sea of Fire to rumble in all directions.
The aura was so powerful that even Wang Baole couldn't help but gasp when he sensed it. More accurately speaking, the aura didn't come from Wang Baole himself, but from the right arm of the Flame Snatch Thearch Armor. However, Wang Baole quickly calmed himself down. His eyes shone with wild joy. Although he was a bit disappointed that the armor didn't completely belong to him, he didn't care.
"As long as I can use it, it's fine. Besides, once it's in my hands, how could it run away?" Wang Baole's heart was pounding with excitement as he sensed the tempest around him. He could sense an explosive power brewing in his right hand, a power that seemed capable of destroying anything and everything in its path!
This feeling made Wang Baole extremely excited. He had a vague feeling that if he were to meet Sun Hai again, he wouldn't have to go through so much trouble. He would only need to throw a light punch … and he would be able to destroy Sun Hai and end everything!
In the end, Wang Baole didn't unleash that punch. However, the mere accumulation of power caused everything in the area to tremble. Off in the distance, the Big Tree couldn't stop himself from trembling. His Cultivation base was completely suppressed, and his mind buzzed. All he could sense was that Wang Baole's right hand was now in control of a terrifying power that could instantly destroy him in body and soul.
The Big Tree's heart was filled with awe. Even as he trembled, Wang Baole's eyes flickered, and he turned to look at the Big Tree. His voice was cold as he spoke.
"Why don't you hand over your personal stash?"
The Big Tree's scalp was tingling so hard it felt like it might explode. He was so nervous that he felt like he was about to explode. A sensation of deadly crisis even more intense than before caused him to unpack all of his bags of holding. He even unbuttoned his robes to show that he didn't have any personal stash on him.
"Elder, your humble servant has no personal stash. My bags of holding are all here. Feel free to examine them. If there are any personal stash, your humble servant will be punished with death!"
Wang Baole's face was expressionless as he waved his hand through the air, causing all of the bags of holding to fly over. After examining them one by one to make sure that there were no personal stashes, he gave the Big Tree a deep look. Then, he unleashed more pressure from his right hand, causing the Big Tree's mind to tremble. Finally, he spoke.
"Tell me everything you saw in that tomb!"
The Big Tree's mind was shaken, and he was filled with reverence. He was afraid that Wang Baole wouldn't believe him, so he didn't dare to hide anything.
"Elder, there is an underground palace beneath the tomb. However, the green fog is too thick, and I can't get close. This broken arm is the furthest I can go. I'll take it out now, but I really don't know what else is inside."
"I even thought of using the voice transmission ring's video function to record everything, but I can't activate it there …" The Big Tree paused, worried that Wang Baole would be suspicious. He tried to recall what he saw anxiously. Suddenly, he thought of something and spoke again.
"Also, your humble servant saw a stone tablet below. However, the fog was too thick, and I couldn't see it clearly. I could only make out three words, 'Chen Daozi' … Your humble servant could understand it because before I came to the Vast Expanse Dao Palace, the third batch of Seedlings learned the Vast Expanse Dao Palace's language and writing." The Big Tree spoke anxiously. What he said was indeed the truth, and he didn't hide anything. After he finished speaking, he was filled with bitterness and uneasiness. He carefully observed Wang Baole, and his nervousness didn't dissipate.
When Wang Baole heard the words' Chen Daozi ', he was stunned. Then, his pupils constricted, and his mind buzzed. It was as if thunder had struck him. Fortunately, all of this was concealed by the Flame Snatch Thearch Armor, and the Big Tree couldn't sense it. Otherwise, given the Big Tree's intelligence, he would have made many connections.
Even though the giant tree didn't know any of that, to Wang Baole, the shock brought about by the giant tree's words was too great. The giant tree didn't know what those three words were, but as soon as Wang Baole heard them, a name appeared in his mind.
"Daozi Wuchen …" Wang Baole muttered to himself. He lowered his head and looked at the right hand of his Flame Snatch Thearch Armor. A feeling of disbelief and incredulity surfaced in his mind.
"F * ck … Did I rob the tomb of Li Wuchen's previous life …?"
This thought made Wang Baole feel a little frightened. He even left the area with the Big Tree. As he flew towards the Vast Expanse Dao Palace, his thoughts didn't stop. The more he thought about it, the more his head hurt.
"Could this arm be the body of Li Wuchen's previous life? If that's the case, how powerful would Li Wuchen have been in his previous life … "Wang Baole suddenly fretted. He thought that he had robbed the tomb. The two of them had some conflicts before, and with this incident, the hatred between them … was really huge.
However, he couldn't give up. This made Wang Baole feel conflicted. He thought that he couldn't kill Li Wuchen. On one hand, Feng Qiuran knew about Li Wuchen's identity. On the other hand, they weren't at the point where they had to kill him. At the same time, Wang Baole felt that if they really fought, Wang Baole wouldn't believe that a reincarnated Daozi like him wouldn't have some tricks up his sleeve.
There was a high probability that even Li Wuchen himself did not know about these methods before he regained his memories of his past life, and that was what made it so terrifying.
"This is so troublesome. I have to think of a way to increase my insurance. Even if Li Wuchen regains his memories, he won't be able to do anything to me …"
Wang Baole sighed in his heart. He wasn't in the mood to care about the Big Tree. As he thought of a way, he flew towards the Vast Expanse Dao Palace. The Big Tree followed behind and sighed in his heart. He was also thinking about the same thing as Wang Baole. He thought that it was too dangerous to stay in the Vast Expanse Dao Palace. He should increase his insurance so that Wang Baole wouldn't easily kill him after he had outlived his usefulness.
After thinking about it, the Big Tree suddenly thought of some rumors he heard about Wang Baole on Mars and the Head Senator's daughter, Li Waner. Hence, he had an idea. Behind Wang Baole, he spoke carefully.
"Elder, in the two years since you came to the Vast Expanse Dao Palace, I took in a goddaughter on Mars. She worships you very much. I wonder if you can let her come over the next time the Federation sends someone over to serve you?"
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