Wang Baole had felt similar waves many times before, so he was very sure of his judgment. In addition, the terrifying waves from the palm and the strong sense of danger that rose in his heart made him very sure of one thing!
Even if the aura emitted by the palm was not that of a true Spirit Immortal, it surpassed the perfected False Immortal realm of the Soul Conduit realm!
It could be imagined that this young man's identity was not simple. After all, the protection of a Spirit Immortal was actually a clone left behind by a Spirit Immortal expert. The strength of the clone varied from early-stage Soul Conduit to perfected Soul Conduit realm. As for the palm that condensed in this young man's body, its strength surpassed that of a perfected Soul Conduit. It could be said that … this was the attack of a true Spirit Immortal!
With such a level of protection, even a Spirit Immortal expert would not be able to create many clones.
However, Wang Baole could no longer consider the other party's identity. Facing the attack of a Spirit Immortal or a False Immortal, Wang Baole's eyes narrowed as he rapidly retreated under the strong sense of danger. He even took out a large number of Dharmic Armaments and threw them in front of him, not hesitating to self-destruct to resist.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! The blocking force formed was like a shock wave that went straight for the red palm that condensed in the young man's body. However, the power contained in the palm was too strong. Although the self-destruction of the Dharmic Armaments was strong, it had no effect on it at all. It was instantly ignored and charged straight for Wang Baole, relentlessly pressing its palm toward him!
Even though Wang Baole was at the early-stage Soul Conduit realm and his battle prowess was comparable to that of a perfected Soul Conduit, there was still a gap when facing this palm. If his main body was here, it would be better. After all, his main body was strong and would increase his battle prowess.
However, it was only a clone now. Even if it was formed by the essence technique, it was still inferior in terms of sturdiness. Seeing that he could not dodge, Wang Baole gritted his teeth and turned his body into mist again.
With a boom, the ball of mist Wang Baole was directly touched by the crimson palm. As a muffled sound reverberated in the air, a gust of wind swept through the area. More than half of the mist that Wang Baole had turned into crumbled. As it was torn apart and dissipated, it was forced to gather together. Once it returned to its original form, Wang Baole's body trembled violently. He felt as if his Essence technique had been shaken a little, and he was almost unable to maintain it.
However … the danger was not over yet. Although the crimson hand had been weakened significantly, the source of the attack was the young man. Suddenly, a large amount of red mist began to gather around him, forming a second hand!!
"Could this guy be that Ling Xian's son?!" Wang Baole's pupils constricted, but in the next moment, he sensed a furious ripple from the distant starry sky rapidly approaching. Wang Baole's face completely paled.
"His real body is here too?!" Wang Baole's breathing quickened. If his opponent's real body hadn't come, he would still have time to slowly offset the power of his opponent's two palms. But now, he was pressed for time, and he simply didn't have that kind of time.
"Damn it!" Wang Baole was frustrated. He watched as the two palms came crashing down. They were so fast and powerful that they caused the surrounding starry sky to distort. His eyes were filled with madness.
"There's only one way!" Wang Baole gritted his teeth. He formed a seal and pointed at the battleship parked nearby. Because his storage bag was full, he couldn't store it inside.
If he wanted to resist for a short period of time, he had to self-destruct a powerful object. Compared to the Thearch Armor and other precious objects, although he was reluctant to give up on the battleship, it was the most suitable choice. Moreover, the main point of self-destruction seemed to be to resist the Ling Xian's palms, but in reality … the target was the Soul Conduit realm young man!
Wang Baole was betting that the Ling Xian's protection would go to his rescue!
"Explode!" Wang Baole endured the intense heartache and roared loudly. He made the battleship that he had painstakingly crafted over a long period of time self-destruct.
Instantly, Wang Baole's battleship erupted with a light of destruction. That was especially so since it was filled with a large amount of materials. Under the light of destruction, it exploded and exploded, forming a huge impact that collided directly with the incoming Spirit Immortal realm palms.
A deafening sound filled the sky. The terrifying force formed even affected the Holy Crest Sect's battleship, causing it to collapse at that moment. At the same time, there were seven or eight biological battleships of the Black Dragon Legion within the area sealed by the hellfire. They couldn't dodge and were also affected.
If it was just the battleship's self-destruction, it wouldn't be a big deal. Although the power was great, there was a limit. But now, the shockwave formed by the Ling Xian's palms and the battleship's self-destruction not only tore apart all the battleships in an instant, but even the hellfire seal in the surroundings collapsed in an instant.
The two Ling Xian's palms were indeed protecting the Soul Conduit realm youth as Wang Baole had predicted. This bought Wang Baole some time!
As he retreated, his face was pale. Without any hesitation, he turned around and sped into the distant starry sky. As for Deokuno and the others, they were long gone. Obviously, Wang Baole's attack had caused him to panic and flee in a hurry.
"Black Dragon Legion!" Wang Baole unleashed his full speed. As he sped, his heart was filled with anger. From the beginning, the Black Dragon Legion was extremely overbearing. They demanded all the resources and forced him to give up his battleship. If he agreed, he would feel aggrieved, but if he didn't, there would be trouble.
"At most, I won't play in this lousy place!" Wang Baole's eyes were ferocious. At this moment, as he sped forward, a thunderous boom came from behind him. It was as if something had descended.
Without needing to turn around to look, Wang Baole knew that the Ling Xian must have arrived. In reality, that was indeed the case. At this moment, at the place where Wang Baole had fought previously, a rift was torn open in the starry sky. A middle-aged female cultivator in a Daoist robe walked out of the rift with an ashen face.
The moment she appeared, she arrived in front of the youth who was protected by the palms of her two clones. She raised her right hand and waved it. The unconscious youth's body trembled and opened his eyes. When he woke up, his injuries were instantly healed.
"Master!" After seeing the middle-aged female cultivator in front of him, the youth was immediately agitated. The person in front of him was not only his master, but also the commander of the Black Dragon Legion!
Hence, after quickly explaining the situation, the middle-aged female cultivator raised her head and looked in the direction Wang Baole had left in. The killing intent in her eyes was intense.
"Master understands. I will pull out his tendons, peel off his bones, and torture him. Then, I will take his soul and send it into the body of a female slave for you to trample on!" These extremely vicious words came out of the middle-aged female cultivator's mouth without any hesitation. It was obvious that she had done this often. Moreover, the youth was not surprised. Instead, his eyes shone brightly.
"Let's go. Master will bring you to capture him!" As the middle-aged female cultivator spoke, she rolled up her sleeve and swept up her disciple. Then, she took a step forward in the starry sky. As if she had teleported, she locked onto Wang Baole's tracks and suddenly chased after him!
Logically speaking, it shouldn't be difficult for a Spirit Immortal to chase after a Soul Conduit, especially when the target was locked onto. However, in reality … this Spirit Immortal wasn't a true Spirit Immortal, and the Soul Conduit wasn't an ordinary Soul Conduit either!
One of them was a half-step Spirit Immortal, while the other was a super Soul Conduit. Hence, in terms of speed, it was impossible for the other to catch up to them in an instant. Although the middle-aged female cultivator was fast and could teleport, Wang Baole could also teleport. Moreover, after his body turned into mist, his speed was even more astonishing.
Hence, their pursuit in the public area of the Divine Eye civilization attracted the attention of the various sects that were passing by. In particular, the powerful armies of the Divine Sovereign Justice Sect and the Earth Hexagram Harmony Sect were the first to learn of this matter. Their attention was focused on this pursuit.
"I heard that a new Soul Conduit from the Holy Crest Sect has extraordinary combat strength. He actually killed a small team of the Black Dragon Legion!"
"That's interesting. This new Soul Conduit from the Holy Crest Sect is no ordinary person. No wonder he dared to provoke the Black Dragon Legion from the Violet Gold New Dao Sect!"
The news spread rapidly, and the pursuit continued. There were three times when Wang Baole was almost caught by the middle-aged female cultivator. However, with his techniques and speed, he managed to widen the distance between them. This caused the middle-aged female cultivator's killing intent to grow stronger as she chased after Wang Baole. In the end, she was completely enraged. The amount of attention that the pursuit had attracted after such a long period of time made her feel humiliated.
"Trying to escape back into the territory of the Divine Sovereign Justice Sect?" The Black Dragon Legion captain, who had already sensed Wang Baole's intentions, saw Wang Baole teleport into the distance again, and a vicious look appeared in his eyes.
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