Wang Baole, who didn't know that the Federation's war had already broken out, merged with the flying smoke in the sword body area and moved forward at an extremely fast speed. All the spatial cracks, restrictions, and changes in the landscape, including the ghosts and ferocious beasts in the sword body area, didn't obstruct him in the slightest.
The flying smoke was ethereal, as if nothing could obstruct it. It floated rapidly between heaven and earth!
However, it was also because of this remarkable ability to transform into flying smoke that Wang Baole felt a little regretful that his majestic figure couldn't be revealed to heaven and earth as he moved forward.
"This will be the last time I lose weight!" Within the flying smoke, Wang Baole muttered a few words. He had already decided that after he lost weight this time, the first thing he would do when he returned to the Federation and inherited the Federation's authority would be to announce that the Federation would regard fatness as beauty from now on!
"Everyone has to be fatter. Only in this way can Earth develop better. Only in this way can all alien civilizations be shocked and fearful when they see us Earthlings with their own eyes!" The more Wang Baole thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense. After all, a large body was very intimidating in itself.
"If a mountain of meat and a bean sprout were to stand together, which one would people be afraid of?" Wang Baole thought about it seriously and still felt that the former was more powerful. Therefore, the thought in his heart became even more firm.
"For the survival of mankind, for the future of civilization … Also, I have to dig into the genes and solve the mystery of the early deaths of our Wang family's ancestors. I think that there might be a shocking secret here!" Wang Baole "let his imagination run wild" for a while in his mind. With a whistling sound, he got closer and closer to the sword body area.
Just like that, an hour passed. According to Wang Baole's judgment, with his current speed, he would be able to completely leave the sword body area in another hour. Therefore, as Wang Baole fantasized about his future and rapidly moved forward, the anticipation in his heart grew stronger. However, at this moment, Wang Baole's mind moved, and the flying smoke suddenly paused in midair. After it stopped, the smoke rolled and tumbled, revealing Wang Baole's astonished face.
"The fluctuations of spells and remarkable abilities …" Wang Baole tilted his head and looked towards the southwest. Although he couldn't see anything different, after breaking through to the Yuanying level, Wang Baole's senses had obviously increased by a lot. He could faintly sense the abnormality coming from the southwest.
After sensing this abnormality, Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. After thinking for a few breaths of time, he immediately controlled the flying smoke and changed direction, heading straight towards the southwest.
At this moment, in the southwest, in the dusky sky, above the various restrictions on the ground, and in mid-air where spatial rifts occasionally appeared, a middle-aged woman with disheveled hair and a pale face was running with all her might.
This woman was obviously severely injured. Now that she was running at full speed, her injuries couldn't be suppressed. Fresh blood kept flowing out of her mouth. Behind her, there were several figures with icy auras. They surrounded her from all directions, sealing off all her escape routes.
The people chasing her weren't Dao Palace cultivators. The three heads and six arms made it clear that they were from the Never-Ending Clan!
As for that woman … any Dao Palace cultivator would be able to recognize her instantly. She was … one of the four Grand Supreme Elders of the Vast Expanse Dao Palace, Feng Qiuran!
Back then, Wang Baole had self-destructed his Thearch Armor in the Never-Ending Clan battleship, causing the suppression of teleportation to dissipate. Not only had Zhao Yameng escaped, but Feng Qiuran had as well!
However, compared to Zhao Yameng, Feng Qiuran was obviously the Leisurely Taoist's main target. Therefore, even though the Leisurely Taoist had chosen to kill Wang Baole to vent his anger, he had still arranged for some Never-Ending Clan members to go after Feng Qiuran.
Even after the Leisurely Taoist had been resurrected, he had left the ancient greenish-bronze sword with Annihilator and the Never-Ending Clan battleship and killed his way into the Federation. However, the hunt for Feng Qiuran hadn't stopped.
Therefore, during this period of time, Feng Qiuran had gone into hiding multiple times. It could be said that she had narrowly escaped death. If not for the fact that she was at the Soul Conduit realm and had some special life-saving techniques, she would have perished long ago.
Even so, Feng Qiuran was at the end of her rope. Her cultivation base had fallen from the Soul Conduit realm to the Nascent Soul realm. Now that she'd been discovered, she had no choice but to flee. However, the severity of her injuries, the exhaustion of her mind, and the self-blame that she couldn't forgive herself for, made her look like she was about to die.
There was no hope, no future, no possibility of survival. Everything seemed to have been decided the moment she stepped onto the Never-Ending Clan battleship.
"Is it over just like that …" Feng Qiuran laughed bitterly as she spat out a mouthful of blood. She had already sensed that her injuries were completely out of control. They were constantly exploding in her body. Her organs were ruptured, and many parts of her meridians were collapsing. Her life force was fading, and despair filled her heart.
Especially at this moment, when her vision was blurred, the eyes of the three Never-Ending Clan cultivators who had surrounded her flashed coldly. They suddenly sped up, and like arrows released from a bow, they pierced through the air toward her. At the same time, the Never-Ending Clan cultivator behind her did the same. Their speed suddenly increased, and when they closed in on Feng Qiuran in an instant, there was another Never-Ending Clan cultivator on the right side of her.
There were a total of five Never-Ending Clan cultivators. Some had a cruel smile on their faces, some had a cold expression, and some had a look of excitement. Although their old injuries had not healed and their cultivation levels were at the Yuanying level, the five of them working together was completely capable of killing the severely injured Feng Qiuran. In fact, if the five of them were not worried that Feng Qiuran would strike before she died, they would have killed Feng Qiuran long ago.
Of course, there was another reason, and that was that the Leisurely Taoist had ordered before he left to capture Feng Qiuran alive if possible. After all, if they could control Feng Qiuran, it would be equivalent to having another Soul Conduit realm combatant under his command. Moreover, Feng Qiuran's extraordinary status in the Dao Palace was also beneficial to the Leisurely Taoist's control of the Dao Palace.
These two factors had allowed Feng Qiuran to survive until now. But now … she was like a lamp without oil. She was like a small beast that had fallen into a trap, seemingly no longer a threat. Hence, the five Never-Ending Clan cultivators finally launched their final attack!
In an instant, there was a deafening boom. The moment the five Never-Ending Clan cultivators attacked, a faint light formed a protective barrier around Feng Qiuran's body that blocked the five's spells. It also caused a certain degree of backlash, causing the five Never-Ending Clan members to retreat. However, they were not seriously injured. On the other hand, Feng Qiuran spat out large mouthfuls of blood. Her body staggered, and she could not even maintain flight. She fell straight to the ground.
Almost at the same moment Feng Qiuran landed, the five Never-Ending Clan members flashed and charged toward Feng Qiuran. Two of them formed hand seals and chanted an incantation.
"Yu Zhen!"
Instantly, a wave of pressure suddenly descended, forming a soul-shaking force. At the same time, the other three Never-Ending Clan members each took out a small mirror. As the light from the mirrors intersected, they formed a large illusory net. It transformed between the three of them and enveloped Feng Qiuran.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. The five of them cooperated perfectly. Given Feng Qiuran's current state, there was no way she could escape. In the next moment, as the net of light enveloped Feng Qiuran, it directly bound Feng Qiuran. Crackling sounds could be heard as lightning swam. Blood spewed out of Feng Qiuran's mouth, and she instantly fainted.
"Let's go!" The five Never-Ending Clan members did not hesitate. After capturing Feng Qiuran alive, they transformed into five long streaks of light and instantly fled into the distance. They were about to leave this place and report back.
However, just as they were about to leave, a cloud of smoke suddenly appeared in the distance. At first, it was just a single wisp of smoke, but when it saw the five Never-Ending Clan members clearly, the smoke that had suddenly appeared suddenly began to churn. A loud rumbling sound rang out, and the smoke suddenly expanded. In an instant, it transformed into a gigantic face in the sky.
This face belonged to Wang Baole!
He saw the five Never-Ending Clan members and also saw the unconscious Feng Qiuran captured alive within the net of light.
And his appearance caused the five Never-Ending Clan members to simultaneously look at Wang Baole. A strange light flashed in their eyes, and they did not continue to leave. Instead, they paused. One of them had a cruel and contemptuous expression on his face. After putting Feng Qiuran into his storage bag, he spoke to his companion in the Never-Ending Clan language.
"You lost the bet. I said before that there was no hurry to capture this Feng Qiuran. If we chased her all the way, we would definitely attract the remnants. See, we really caught one."
Without waiting for the other four Never-Ending Clan members to speak, Wang Baole, who was in midair, also had a strange light in his eyes. He first silently recited the Dao Scripture in his heart. Then, he quickly spoke in the Netherworld Race's language the moment the Dao Scripture's power descended.
"Have you ever fished for sharks?"
As soon as he spoke, the Dao Scripture's power descended from the sky, suppressing all directions!
At the same time, the face formed by Wang Baole's fog tumbled, and with an overwhelming momentum, it rushed toward the five Never-Ending Clan members rapidly!
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