Wang Baole's words attracted attention. Hence, after a group of people carefully searched the area, although they didn't find anything, the team leader still nodded at Wang Baole's seriousness.
A search like this was going on throughout the entire military camp. Some great circle Soul Conduit cultivators had also appeared to increase the intensity of the search. Even the divine sense of the late stage Spirit Immortal cultivator was still present, sweeping the entire military camp time and time again in an attempt to find traces of the intruder!
However, not only was Wang Baole fast, but he also had the transformation of his Origin technique. Although it was inevitable that he would leave behind some clues, it was almost impossible to find him in a short period of time.
Wang Baole wasn't worried about this. Before he came to the army camp, he had already thought about this. He believed that even if the army camp was sealed, it wouldn't be for too long because … other things would attract the attention of the Never-Ending Clan. From there, their attention would be diverted, and they might even change their target.
In reality, this was indeed the case. An hour after the military camp was sealed off, news from the outside world was fed back into the military camp. The Spirit Immortal almighty guarding this place, as well as all the team leaders, knew of one thing!
There were intruders from the outside world who had descended on this planet with astonishing power. This wasn't unprecedented. And the news that was fed back described that the group of Descenders were all wearing masks. This immediately made many Never-Ending Clan experts think of … the Inferno Laozu!
"Wearing masks and descending in batches …"
"This is the Inferno Laozu!!"
"Damn it, why did the Inferno Laozu choose to come here this time!!"
As the news spread, it immediately caused a lot of commotion in the Never-Ending Clan. It wasn't that they were afraid of this matter, but because it involved the Inferno Laozu, it made many people recall some rumors from the past.
Wang Baole pricked up his ears and put on an inquiring posture. After getting the answer, he also showed an expression of gasping and roared with the people around him.
While the entire military camp was in an uproar, the almighty Spirit Immortal from the ninth Soldier Sphere finally appeared. He looked old and thin, but the light in his eyes was icy cold. His entire body seemed withered, and he gave off an aura of death. However, if one looked closely, they would be able to faintly sense that there seemed to be terrifying fluctuations hidden within his body. Once they erupted, they would be able to suppress and kill in all directions.
His voice was filled with murderous intent, and it reverberated in all directions.
"Some descenders. Since they've come, then it's better to leave them behind. All small teams are to move out and search the entire planet. Kill one intruder. This old man will personally record his merit and ask the Army Commander to bestow a generous reward!"
As he spoke, the late-stage Spirit Immortal old man's body flashed, and he abruptly disappeared into the distance. It seemed like he was personally going out to search. At the same time, the commanders of the various soldier spheres also passed down orders to divide the entire planet and arrange for all small teams to go out and search.
Wang Baole was also among them. He followed the small teams out of the military camp and displayed their speed in midair, rapidly moving towards the designated location.
After the various small teams dispersed, the military camp also quieted down. No one noticed that there was a fluctuation in midair. The figure of the Spirit Immortal who seemed to have left transformed once again. With a gloomy expression, he carefully searched the empty military camp again. In the end, confusion and perplexity surfaced in the depths of his eyes.
"It can be confirmed that the person who initiated the assassination in the military camp is one of the descenders, and there are very few of them … It's extremely likely that there's only one person!
"But … did this person leave long ago, or … does he have a special method to hide his aura?" The Spirit Immortal Never-Ending Clan member sighed inwardly. All three of his heads frowned as he looked at the ground. After hesitating to speak, he shook his head.
"If I disturb the commander, who's currently at a critical moment, over such a trivial matter … I'm afraid it will cause him intense displeasure. Moreover, the descenders arranged by the Blazing Flame Laozu usually stay for 24 hours …" The Spirit Immortal old man fell silent. Everyone else thought that their commander, who had a Planet realm cultivation, had already left, but in reality, this old man knew that the commander hadn't left. Instead, he was carrying out an extremely important matter.
Thus, after pondering for a while, the old man retracted his gaze and decided not to disturb the commander. After all, 24 hours … would pass very quickly. Thinking of this, the old man's body flashed, and he really left to join the search.
Even though this matter, in his opinion, would end in 24 hours at most, the old man naturally didn't have a good impression of these descenders who dared to provoke him. If they hadn't come to assassinate him and provoke him, he wouldn't have bothered with them. However, they had already killed their way into his military camp. Thus, if he could find and kill them, not only would he be able to vent his anger, but it would also be a contribution.
Thinking of this, the old man's speed increased. At the same time, those descenders, who didn't know that they had poked a hornet's nest, scattered and began to search for their targets to varying degrees. However, very quickly, someone discovered that something was amiss.
"It's a little strange. This planet has already been almost completely wiped out. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be such a large mobilization."
"Could it be that there's still a powerful local resistance force here?"
Some of the descenders who were hiding and preparing to hunt down the scattered Never-Ending Clan members looked at the Never-Ending Clan members whizzing past in the sky with trepidation. While their scalps went numb, they were all shocked.
And while these descenders were all nervous, Wang Baole swaggered along with a small team of the Third Army and was chatting with the Never-Ending Clan members beside him.
His voice was very pure Netherworld Race language. In the ears of the other Never-Ending Clan members, there was no doubt at all. However, the strict hierarchy within the Never-Ending Clan was also reflected in this chat. Towards Wang Baole, who had the lowest cultivation in the team, the others seemed to be chatting, but the coldness in the depths of their eyes wasn't concealed at all.
It was as if this was an instinct. If your cultivation wasn't enough, your status wouldn't be enough. This was even more obvious on the early-stage Soul Conduit team leader. He didn't care about the people under him at all. As for Wang Baole, he naturally wouldn't care about such things. After flying out for a while, he felt that it was about time. After looking around, Wang Baole's body suddenly exploded without any warning!
He turned into a mist and, at an astonishing speed, enveloped everyone in the instant before the surrounding Never-Ending Clan members could react. There were no screams or struggles. The entire process only took a few breaths. In the next instant … when the mist condensed again, the other Never-Ending Clan members' corpses could no longer be seen. Only Wang Baole transformed into the appearance of another Never-Ending Clan cultivator after the condensation.
After sensing the increasingly active will of the Demonic Eye Art in his body, to the point that it was about to scream, Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. His body changed, and he lost a head and an arm. He looked extremely wretched as he sped into the distance, looking back from time to time with an expression of anger and fear. It was as if someone was chasing after him.
After acting for a long time, Wang Baole himself had gotten used to it. It was as if it was real, and he didn't care about the fact that there wasn't even a shadow beside him. From time to time, he would even spit out blood. But in the end, he still felt that it was a little fake, so he simply split off a strand of his essence and transformed it into a figure behind him.
This figure was wearing a minotaur mask. It was the very arrogant burly man from before. Just like that … as he chased after himself, Wang Baole fled all the way. After five minutes, he finally saw another team in another direction.
"Everyone, be careful. We were ambushed by a group of Descenders. The team leader died in battle, and the others either died or fled. The minotaur masked Descender behind us has been chasing after me for a long time!" Wang Baole said miserably. He spat out blood again as he rapidly approached this team.
At the same time, the moment this team of Never-Ending Clan members looked over coldly, the minotaur that Wang Baole had transformed into changed its expression. It stopped chasing and turned to flee.
It would have been fine if he hadn't fled, but this group of Never-Ending Clan cultivators would have been somewhat puzzled. But seeing this minotaur flee, their eyes flashed. The person in charge didn't even look at Wang Baole and immediately led his men to chase after him.
And just as they approached Wang Baole and converged with him, Wang Baole's body exploded again, turning into a mist that suddenly spread out and engulfed everyone in an instant.
The next moment, the transformed Wang Baole licked his lips, screamed, and spat out blood as he continued to flee.
"Help, who can save me …"
Behind him, the minotaur, under Wang Baole's control, let out a strange laugh and continued to chase after him …
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