The moment Leisurely Taoist left, Feng Qiuran's face paled, but she gritted her teeth and retreated as the Never-Ending Clan members and enslaved Dao Palace cultivators charged at her. She formed a series of hand seals and bit the tip of her tongue, spitting out a mouthful of her own blood.
The blood formed a bloody mist that rushed at the Never-Ending Clan members and enslaved cultivators. The moment it formed a barrier, Feng Qiuran raised her right hand and grabbed the storage bracelet left behind by Wang Baole's clone after it was destroyed. If it had been any other time, Leisurely Taoist wouldn't have forgotten about the storage bracelet.
But he had been so anxious just now that he had neglected many things.
Now that she had the bracelet of holding in her hand, she didn't hesitate for even a moment to flee. Although the world of the second level was vast, she was filled with despair and grief. She didn't know where to go, or how to resolve this crisis.
Looking back, the figures of the Never-Ending Clan overlapped with the tragic scenes on the ancient greenish-bronze sword in her memories. As for the familiar Dao Palace cultivators who had been enslaved and had lost their sense of self, she felt a sense of guilt in her heart as well.
"All of this … is because I entered this battleship. I already guessed that it was a trap …" Feng Qiuran smiled sadly. She admitted that she wasn't a suitable leader. She knew that her personality was more emotional than rational.
"Leisurely Taoist!" Feng Qiuran's eyes flashed coldly. She wanted to set things right and reverse the situation, but there was nothing she could do. That was especially so when she saw that Mie Liezi was among the figures chasing after her. Her bitterness intensified.
"There's still hope!" Amidst this bitterness, Feng Qiuran had no choice but to be strong. She thought of how the world's interference with teleportation had been weakened for some unknown reason, and Leisurely Taoist's strong reaction just now. All of this gave her some hope, even if it was very slim.
At the same time, while Feng Qiuran was running, Zhao Yameng was hiding in a mountain in another region. She was doing her best to form all the array patterns she could to hide herself. She held a teleportation talisman in her hand and adjusted her breathing. Her eyes were filled with determination as she waited for the right moment.
She was worried about Wang Baole, but she knew that with her cultivation, not only would she be useless staying here, but she would also distract Wang Baole. At the same time, she knew that it was her mission to inform the Federation of everything that had happened here!
"Baole …" As she muttered, Zhao Yameng sighed softly, closed her eyes, and waited silently.
At the same time, on the second level, Feng Qiuran's side wasn't the only battlefield. In fact, after entering the second level and being separated, most of Feng Qiuran's cultivators had perished due to various reasons. Some had even been sealed. After all, Feng Qiuran wasn't the only Never-Ending Clan member on the battleship.
The Never-Ending Clan's trap and hunt had already begun the moment they entered. At this moment, people like Chi Lin and the others were in the same situation. Some were trapped, while others had their flesh and blood sacrificed.
As for the Core Formation realm cultivators, more than half had perished. It was obvious that the level of danger here was too high for them to withstand. However, there were still some who, like Zhao Yameng, felt that something was amiss and hid themselves.
Kongdao was one of them. He was skilled in sneak attacks and concealment. Although the battleship was fraught with danger, he had been able to survive in the Martian wilderness when he was only in the Ancient Martial Realm. Naturally, he had his own unique skills.
Right now, even though he was also in the second level, he wasn't on the surface. Instead, he had found a catacomb. There was no golden lake in the catacomb, and naturally, it wasn't where Wang Baole was. However, there were some artifacts that resembled escape pods. Even though many of them were damaged, some were still usable.
Kongdao, who couldn't find a way out, gritted his teeth and hid in one of the escape pods to avoid being hunted down.
As everyone fled, a loud boom erupted from the third level of the catacombs, where the Death Dao Battle Robes resided. The sound spread in all directions. In the golden lake, Wang Baole, who had become a huge fatty, was trembling all over. There was a look of madness in his eyes, and the devouring seed inside his body churned furiously.
"Hurry up!" Wang Baole screamed in his heart. He was extremely anxious. The Spirit Qi inside the Never-Ending Clan battle suit was too shocking. Although the devouring seed and the scabbard absorbed some of it, the Spirit Qi inside the battle suit was still shocking. Wang Baole's cultivation was at the peak of the Core Formation realm, so he couldn't absorb too much. Most importantly, he was in danger now. He didn't have the time to attempt a breakthrough in his cultivation. After all, breaking through to the Core Formation realm was Yuanying. He had to go into seclusion without being disturbed in order to succeed.
On the other hand, the Spirit Qi inside the Death Dao Battle Suit was absorbed at a slower rate.
The repulsive force emitted by the battle suit was constantly interfering and preventing the Spirit Qi from being absorbed. This could be seen as the battle suit's instinctive protection. Therefore, even though Wang Baole's devouring seed was operating at its maximum, it couldn't increase the absorption efficiency by much.
Seeing this, Wang Baole anxiously made a series of hand seals. Immediately, overlapping shadows appeared on his body. Another Lightning Avatar walked out and rushed toward the cocoon above.
At the same time, Wang Baole's Flame Snatch Thearch Armor appeared. After his body had absorbed to its maximum, he switched to the Flame Snatch power of the Thearch Armor to absorb the Spirit Qi again!
The Flame Snatch Thearch Armor was like another body of Wang Baole. Especially when the Flame Snatch power was combined with the devouring seed. Although it couldn't increase the absorption speed by much, it could maintain a balance. A large amount of Spirit Qi continued to flow into the Thearch Armor. The Thearch Armor was also emitting a light that was clearly getting brighter and brighter.
If Wang Baole continued to absorb the Spirit Qi, he wouldn't need too much time. Even if it was just two hours, he would be able to weaken the Spirit Qi further. Whether it would meet the requirements of the teleportation, Wang Baole didn't know. However, he knew that as long as he absorbed more Spirit Qi and weakened the Spirit Qi further, Zhao Yameng's chances of success would increase!
However … the weakening of the battleship's power had alarmed Daoist You Ran. He was so fast that he blasted through the earth in his path. In less than twenty breaths of time after Wang Baole's Flame Snatch Thearch Armor had absorbed, the walls of the first level of the catacombs had collapsed!
Rubble and dirt flew in all directions as Daoist You Ran charged out of the catacombs, his eyes blazing with anger. He immediately saw the golden lake, the Death Dao Battle Robes that he treasured so much, and Wang Baole's enormous figure beneath the Flame Snatch Thearch Armor!
The Death Dao Battle Robes had dimmed significantly, and there were wrinkles on its skin. One of its arms was only left with a thin layer of skin, and it hung limply in the air. Wang Baole, who was under the Flame Snatch Thearch Armor, was still furiously absorbing the Spirit Qi within the battle robes.
Leisurely Taoist was instantly driven mad by this scene. In fact, all his plans, whether it was luring the Dao Palace cultivators here or enslaving them, were ultimately to complete the sacrificial ritual at the lowest possible cost. After all, although his cultivation was at the Soul Conduit realm, and there were some Never-Ending Clan subordinates on the battleship, he still hadn't recovered from his injuries.
They could still fight a battle, but they wouldn't be able to last long. At the same time, the battleship didn't have the necessary conditions to fuse with the battle suit, so it was difficult for it to unleash its full power.
Leisurely Taoist didn't have much confidence in defeating the Dao Palace's array formation, Annihilator, and Feng Qiuran. Most importantly, he didn't want to pay a heavy price in exchange for all of this.
That was why he had set this trap. His plan was to first enslave them, then sacrifice the living as fuel. This way, he would be able to fuse with the battle suit in a short period of time.
Then, he would be able to drive the Death Dao Battleship to the greatest extent possible, kill his way into the Federation, and continue the sacrificial ritual until the entire Federation was sacrificed. Then, he would truly be able to fuse with the Death Dao Battleship!
Now, his plan was progressing smoothly, but the source of his plan, the Death Dao Battle Suit, had been absorbed so much of it. This made Leisurely Taoist's heart ache even more than cutting off his own flesh!
Leisurely Taoist's eyes instantly turned red. He felt like his scalp was about to explode as he roared, "D * mn it, how did he get in?!"
"Wang Baole!"
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