In the face of the Never-Ending Clan cultivator's words, the old man's eyes remained closed, and he didn't say a word. However, his body trembled, and the seven-colored light shone from his abdomen. It was obvious that his heart was in turmoil.
"I'm going to take your seven-colored planet. No matter how much you struggle, it's useless!" The Never-Ending Clan cultivator narrowed his eyes. When his gaze swept across the seven-colored planet, greed appeared uncontrollably in his eyes. It caused his cultivation to fluctuate, and he emitted a rich Planet realm aura.
The two figures on the altar deep underground were both at the Planet realm!
One of them was the true commander of the Never-Ending Clan army camp. As for the one that Wang Baole had killed, he was only the deputy commander. In the eyes of the other cultivators in the army camp, he had left because of some matters, but in reality … he hadn't left!
Instead, he was at the altar deep underground. To him, it could be said that he was carrying out a great opportunity. That was … to devour the seven-colored planet of the old man in front of him!
The attraction of the seven-colored planet to him was indescribable. After all, there were different levels of planets that Planet realm cultivators fused with during their advancement. This seven-colored planet's level wasn't low. If he could obtain it, it would be extremely beneficial to him.
If it were in the past, he wouldn't have had this opportunity. However, the invasion this time gave him this opportunity. Therefore, he definitely couldn't let it go.
However, this wasn't a simple matter. It required a lot of time and suitable arrangements. Therefore, even if there were Descenders from the outside world and caused chaos, he still sat cross-legged here and refined it with all his might.
Only the deputy commander knew a little about this. Therefore, the late-stage Spirit Immortal Never-Ending Clan elder still chose to attack despite knowing that the Descenders wouldn't stay here for too long. In fact, he was worried that these Descenders would affect the commander.
Even if this possibility wasn't high, he didn't dare to take the risk. Therefore, the subsequent events happened.
However, at this moment … the battle between Wang Baole and the late-stage Spirit Immortal was too intense. The true commander, who was refining the seven-colored planet, couldn't ignore it. Most importantly … the cry for help from the old man in front of him made the Never-Ending Clan's Planet realm commander feel threatened.
"Old ghost, I'll make you give up completely!" As he spoke, a cold glint flashed in the eyes of the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm Legion Commander. His divine consciousness suddenly spread out and burst out from the underground altar like a storm. It directly passed through the ground and appeared in the outside world, instantly sweeping across the entire planet.
A Planet realm cultivator's Divine Will was enough to cover the entire planet. Wherever it passed, the planet trembled. Countless plants bent, and large amounts of mountain peaks fell off. Regardless of whether it was the Never-Ending Clan cultivators or the Descenders, their bodies shook violently at this moment. It was as though they had lost control. Heavenly thunder reverberated in their minds, and their Divine Souls were unstable.
The Divine Will of a Planet realm cultivator was like a hurricane. It swept across the entire planet and locked onto Wang Baole. As soon as it did, a soundless boom erupted. All the Divine Will from the Planet realm cultivator seemed to have transformed into a flood. With Wang Baole as the center, it surged towards Wang Baole from all directions. It was as if mountains and seas had been overturned.
At the same time, because the Planet realm cultivator's Divine Sense had spread out too quickly, Wang Baole, who had remained on the battlefield previously, felt an aura that he couldn't resist or struggle against as soon as he sensed the tremors from the ground. It was an aura that was strong enough to kill him. It was like an invisible giant wave that was surging towards him from all directions.
This feeling was as though the world was pressing down on him, as though it wanted to erase all traces of his existence. As a result, a life-and-death crisis erupted in his heart at this moment.
This scene made Wang Baole extremely shocked. He didn't have time to think too much. He instinctively circulated all of his cultivation at this moment and wanted to escape. However, under the Planet realm's Divine Will, even though Wang Baole's cultivation had broken through to the False Immortal Realm, it was still difficult for him to avoid it.
In the blink of an eye … the Divine Wills of the Planet realm cultivators from all around arrived and pressed down on Wang Baole. Wang Baole's entire body shuddered violently. All of his defenses were extremely weak at this moment. As he spat out a mouthful of blood, his body was pressed directly to the ground. As the ground cracked, the bones in Wang Baole's body let out cracking sounds, unable to withstand the pressure. As his flesh and blood were crushed, his entire body turned red instantly.
His face was red, his eyes were red, and his skin was red. If one looked carefully, one could even see drops of blood being forced out of his body under this pressure, making him look like a man of blood.
Intense pain erupted all over his body like a storm. All of this made Wang Baole feel as though he was about to be squeezed into meat paste. Even though this body was only his origin body, there was still a strong sense of life-and-death crisis spreading throughout his body.
Although it was his origin body, once this origin body died, it would still have a considerable impact on his main body. Therefore, Wang Baole let out a low roar in his throat, wanting to resist. However … if his main body was here, he might be able to activate the true power of the devouring seed and the scabbard. However, in a sense, everything in his current origin body was just a projection.
"Is my Origin Avatar going to die here?" In his anxiety, Wang Baole's body dispersed with a bang and turned into mist, wanting to escape. However, even if he turned into mist, it was useless. He was still suppressed and condensed into a body again.
In fact, half of his body seemed to be on the verge of dissipating at this moment, showing signs of fading away.
Just as Wang Baole was about to succumb to the pressure, the ground suddenly trembled. From where the altar was, the elder sitting opposite the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator, his eyes closed and his body trembling. His eyes seemed to be sealed and unable to open. However, he unleashed some unknown technique and managed to squeeze out a burst of power that flowed through the altar and directly towards Wang Baole.
After it appeared in an instant, as the rumbling reverberated, this wave of power turned into support and protection, forming a shield that helped Wang Baole resist the suppression of the Planet realm's Divine Consciousness.
A loud rumbling sound spread around Wang Baole. This shield turned into a weak light shield, causing Wang Baole, who was about to collapse, to suddenly relax a little. As he panted, a hurried and old voice sounded in his ears.
"Outsider, I am Laozu of this Inch Dao Planet. My clan was massacred by the Never-Ending Clan, and the planet in my body is also being refined by the Never-Ending Evil Cultivators. I can only protect you for a while, but I can't hold on for long. If you help me … you are helping yourself!"
"How can I help?!" At this moment, Wang Baole didn't need to weigh the pros and cons at all. There was only one path in front of him. If he didn't want his origin body to die, he could only help this person who called himself Laozu of this Inch Dao Planet.
"Come to my place, step onto the altar, and blow out a sealed lamp!"
A vicious look quickly flashed across Wang Baole's eyes. He didn't believe the old man who had spoken, but no matter what, he still had to go to the altar and take a look. Even if he died there, he had to see who the person who killed him was!
As for where the altar was, although he had never been there before, the feeling he had before and the direction he was being guided to made his mind very clear. Therefore, after gritting his teeth, Wang Baole lifted his right foot and stomped on the ground. With a rumbling sound, his entire body turned into mist and went straight underground through the cracks in the ground.
He was extremely fast along the way. Although the suppression from the Planet realm's Divine Consciousness was faintly transmitted with anxiety and madness, and its power increased, at the same time, the protective power from the other person also came at this moment as if it didn't care about anything else, resisting it.
Although this resistance wasn't a complete protection, Wang Baole himself wasn't weak, and he could still withstand it. At most, he would occasionally spit out a mouthful of Origin Energy when he was severely injured. However, with his astonishing speed, the mist he turned into quickly penetrated underground and finally arrived … at the underground cavern in the depths of this planet!
With a rumbling sound, as Wang Baole's figure condensed, he saw the magma around him and felt the almost extreme heat of this place. He also saw … at the center of the magma, there was a tower-shaped altar!
And … on the altar, there were two people meditating cross-legged!
One of them was an old man with his dantian broken open, surrounded by seven colors.
The other was a middle-aged man with a ferocious expression. Behind him, the Never-Ending Clan's Dharma Idol was faintly discernible!
In Wang Baole's eyes, the two people's identities were self-evident. At the same time, he also saw that at each of the three corners of the altar, there was an ancient bronze lamp that emitted a dark light!
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Everyone, don't go out if there's nothing important.
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