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Chapter 638

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The moment the Hyacinthus Tree shattered, it was as if a veil had been lifted. Even though Wang Baole had been mentally prepared, he was still deeply shaken.

He had thought of it, but he still couldn't calm down!

"So … I didn't return to the Vast Expanse Dao Palace. Instead, I entered the Never-Ending Clan battleship!" As Wang Baole muttered to himself, he saw that in front of him, just ten steps away from him … was a huge crimson flower!

The crimson flower was more than a hundred feet tall. Its cylindrical flower bud was in full bloom, and its huge petals emitted a demonic glow. At the same time, it emitted a strange fragrance that permeated the entire world. This fragrance … Wang Baole wasn't unfamiliar with it. Whether it was the moment he entered the battleship or when he entered the Dream Realm, he had smelled it from time to time.

Clearly, this fragrance was the key to making him hallucinate. At the same time, there were many strange fruits growing under the huge crimson flower. Each fruit was the size of a person, and there were cracks on them. Sharp teeth could be seen growing out of the cracks. This scene was enough to shock anyone who saw it.

Large amounts of mucus dripped from the cracks to the ground, making sizzling sounds. The fruit closest to Wang Baole was obviously withered and dead.

However, this was nothing. When Wang Baole raised his head and looked at the other flowers around him, he saw that under the dim demonic glow in the sky, on the ground that was filled with corpses and flowers, there were familiar figures in front of many of the flowers around him!

There was Feng Qiuran, Zhao Yameng, Kongdao, and others. It was the group that had entered the battleship previously. They were all in front of their own huge flowers and fruits. Some of them were still, some were walking forward, and some had half their bodies buried in the fruits.

However, there were obviously three to five people missing. As for these missing people, Wang Baole saw that a few of the fruits under the huge crimson flower had swelled considerably. He knew that these people had been swallowed by the fruits.

Feng Qiuran and the others had different expressions. Some were laughing foolishly, some were confused, some were agitated, some were angry, some were struggling … There were also some who were holding the rotten flesh and organs of the corpses on the ground and stuffing them into their mouths. Their expressions were that of enjoyment, as if they were immortal pills.

Under the demonic glow that permeated the heavens, and on the ground that was filled with crimson flowers, the scenes were shocking. Wang Baole's breathing quickened as he dashed towards Zhao Yameng!

Right now, Zhao Yameng had a shy expression on her face, and there was a look of longing in her eyes. She was about to be swallowed by the fruit in front of her. In fact, half of her hand had already reached into the fruit. It was as if there was a figure that Wang Baole couldn't see inside the fruit, holding her hand and pulling her into his embrace!

Just as her hand was about to reach into the fruit, Wang Baole closed in and grabbed Zhao Yameng's arm. At the same time, a howl could be heard from inside the fruit, one that seemed capable of shaking one's soul. It was filled with unwillingness and madness, as if it didn't want the food it was about to get away from it. Therefore, a burst of power erupted from the fruit, along with a violent emotion. The fruit suddenly swelled up and then opened its mouth to swallow Wang Baole!

Wang Baole's response was a fist strike from his Flame Snatch Thearch Armor. The fruit trembled, and a miserable shriek could be heard as Wang Baole punched it. Juice sprayed out in all directions. Wang Baole pulled Zhao Yameng out of the way. However, Zhao Yameng's expression still didn't reveal any signs of waking up. Wang Baole's eyes filled with anxiety as he lifted his right hand and pointed at Zhao Yameng's forehead.

"Wake up!!"

He said. His voice was like thunder, echoing out in all directions into Zhao Yameng's mind. A tremor ran through Zhao Yameng, and her eyes began to clear. When she saw Wang Baole, she instinctively murmured, "I had a dream."

"Baole," she murmured, "I had a dream. In the dream, we became …." Before she could finish speaking, Zhao Yameng woke up and looked around. Her pupils constricted, and her expression flickered.

Seeing that Zhao Yameng had recovered, Wang Baole breathed a sigh of relief. However, there was no time to comfort her. He turned and was just about to go save the others when, all of a sudden, the enormous flower in front of Feng Qiuran began to tremble. In the space of a few breaths, it collapsed. The petals were ripped apart, and the branches, along with the fruit, exploded. At the same time, Feng Qiuran began to emanate the powerful aura of the Soul Conduit realm.

"Qingling's Dreamland!" Feng Qiuran's expression was unsightly. Her eyes slowly opened, and she saw Wang Baole, as well as Zhao Yameng, who was still somewhat weak. It was obvious that someone had saved the latter. As for Wang Baole …. Feng Qiuran's heart trembled. She knew that Wang Baole was not a simple person, but she had never imagined that he would be the first to wake up.

Seeing that Feng Qiuran had awoken on her own, Wang Baole's heart finally calmed down. The two of them looked at each other, and without any need for communication, they both rushed out to save the others. In reality, there were still some Yuanying Cultivators present. Although they had not yet woken up, they could clearly sense that something was wrong. This could be seen from the struggling expressions on their faces.

If no one came to save them, although there was a high chance that they would die, there was also a chance that they would struggle out of the dreamland. Now that Wang Baole and Feng Qiuran were here to help, they woke up even faster.

It didn't take long for the two of them to take action, along with the help of those who had woken up, to save all the Cultivators who had not been completely devoured by the fruit. However, their dreams were different, and it caused great waves to surge in their hearts. They looked at each other with mixed feelings, and no one took the initiative to speak of their dreams. However, the pressure in their hearts, as well as the wariness they felt towards this strange place, did not dissipate when their dreams shattered.

This was especially so when they saw the corpses of their companions who had been completely swallowed by the fruit being cut open, their flesh and blood dissolving into bones. Everyone fell silent.

Wang Baole's heart sank. They had just entered this Never-Ending Clan battleship, and they had already experienced such a strange and dangerous scene. Everyone was deeply worried about the dangers of this trip.

"Baole, stand guard for them. I'm going to destroy the nearby Demonic Green Poria Flowers first!" Feng Qiuran's expression was ugly. She had not been able to calm down when she had just entered the battleship, and she was worried about her father's life. Now, she was about to take to the air to investigate.

Wang Baole nodded solemnly as Feng Qiuran spoke. Then, all of a sudden, the dozens of red demonic flowers that had been about to devour the cultivators shuddered. Amidst a series of loud bangs, the flowers seemed to have drained their life force, releasing all of their floral fragrance in an instant!

From afar, the floral fragrance was just a gas. What really caught everyone's eyes was the pollen. The red pollen formed a red mist that suddenly spread thousands of feet in all directions!

After releasing the pollen, the flowers immediately withered. In the blink of an eye, they withered and fell to the ground. However, the mist formed by the pollen caused a huge change as it spread out!!

The corpses within thousands of feet of the mist started to move after being infected by the pollen. Suddenly, a series of mindless roars reverberated in the air. A large number of corpses stood up. Some of them were in human form, some were Ferocious Beasts, and some were species that Wang Baole had never seen before. After all of them stood up, they roared and charged toward Wang Baole and the others!

The aura of death spread in all directions as they charged, causing the sky to lose its color and the clouds to roll back. However, although there were many of them, they had been dead for an unknown period of time. All that was left was their instincts. Perhaps it would be difficult for Core Formation realm cultivators to resist, but for Yuanying, it was not particularly difficult to escape or kill them.

That was especially true for Soul Conduit realm cultivators. Therefore, as the corpses charged toward them, Feng Qiuran, who had been anxious to begin with, suddenly raised her right hand and slammed it down toward the ground!

With that, the world rumbled, and a gigantic illusory hand that was thousands of feet wide appeared in the sky above everyone's heads. It slammed down on the ground, and a violent gust of wind swept out, causing everyone's hair and clothes to flutter. Under everyone's shock, the illusory hand pierced through their bodies without any damage and landed on the ground!

A shocking boom rang out. As the hand slammed into the ground, the ground trembled. All of the corpses within thousands of feet instantly collapsed and turned into ash!

When the illusory hand dissipated, everything returned to normal. Everyone couldn't help but gasp. Wang Baole's breathing quickened, and he looked at Feng Qiuran with a serious expression. Normally, Feng Qiuran would never release the power of Soul Conduit realm cultivators in such a way. Many times, she gave off the feeling that she was inferior to Annihilator.

But today, Feng Qiuran had clearly revealed a battle prowess befitting of her status!

"This red flower is called the Demonic Green Poria Flower," said Meng Hao slowly. "Its fragrance can cause people to fall into a dream." As Feng Qiuran spoke, she lifted her right hand and made a grasping motion. Instantly, a thread-like stamen appeared among the withered flowers, which she placed in front of everyone.

"With this stamen, you can resist the power of the Demonic Green Poria Flower."

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