The ten mosquitoes had been scattered throughout the area. As soon as Zhou Fei appeared, Wang Baole could tell that there was a significant gap between the two of them. Although it wasn't impossible for him to kill Zhou Fei, the chances were very, very low.
Therefore, his plan was to kill Zhou Fei if possible. If he couldn't kill him, he would at least beat him into submission!
It was because of this plan that he didn't allow the mosquitoes to attack. Instead, he used a large number of magical items to confuse Zhou Fei. Then, he used the Dharmic Weapon to attack. Inwardly, he began to chant the Daoist scripture to intimidate Zhou Fei.
At the same time, he had thought of a way to remedy his failure. And that was … the mosquitoes!!
After experiencing the Pond Cloud Rainforest, the Beast Tide, and the Coulomb Basin, Wang Baole's ruthlessness and calculation in his attacks had increased with each passing day. In order to ensure that the mosquitoes would succeed, Wang Baole gritted his teeth and retreated at top speed to distract Zhou Fei.
Even as Zhou Fei looked up at Meng Hao, the ten mosquitoes closed in on him. A miserable shriek could be heard from Zhou Fei's mouth. His body began to expand, and intense pain and an indescribable itch filled him. He felt like he was about to go crazy. Rumbling could be heard as a shockwave exploded out from his body as the power of his Foundation Establishment Cultivation base exploded out.
The nine mosquitoes were instantly destroyed. However, the gray mosquito was very strange, and continued to enter. It bit down viciously on Zhou Fei's arm, causing blue light to spread out. Zhou Fei's face fell, and he backed up, coughing up a mouthful of blood as he used all of his power to crush the gray mosquito that was trying to burrow into his body!
Wang Baole narrowed his eyes at the sight of Zhou Fei retreating. He didn't give chase. He could sense that all of the mosquitoes in the scabbard were coming back to life, with the exception of the gray mosquito. Although the gray mosquito didn't come back to life, it was clearly in the process of being reborn.
He breathed a sigh of relief, then turned and headed deeper into the jungle.
This battle had shown him the difference between himself and the Foundation Establishment stage. Although this wasn't the first time he had fought a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, it was the most direct. After all, he, Zhao Yameng, and Zhuo Yifan had fought the Big Tree, who was of the great circle of Foundation Establishment.
In reality, there was no such battle between them as there was with Zhou Fei.
He understood that it was not that he did not have a chance of winning, but the strength of this Dharmic Armament was not something that a True Breath expert could control and control. Even if he had resorted to trickery and recited the scripture to frighten Zhou Fei, causing his spells and Dharmic treasures to become unstable, he was still relying on his Foundation Establishment physical body to forcefully activate the Dharmic Armament. Although all his calculations were effective, they were still lacking. He was unable to kill Zhou Fei, and the backlash was not small either.
If he used it more than three times, he would probably collapse before the enemy even made a move.
"If I want to kill him, I'll have to risk being seriously injured and on the verge of death …." Wang Baole pondered silently, weighing the pros and cons. He quickly pulled out a medicinal pill and swallowed it. Regretfully, he disappeared into the depths of the forest.
Behind him, in the forest, Zhou Fei was retreating. His face was pale. When he realized that Wang Baole wasn't chasing after him, he gritted his teeth. In reality, even though his injuries were serious, he had intentionally retreated just now. His goal was to lure Wang Baole to chase after him so that he could kill him.
He had even simulated how he should attack as he retreated, but Wang Baole didn't come after him.
"Cunning b * stard!" Zhou Fei wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth and adjusted his breathing. He raised his hand to touch the wound on his forehead. As his heart palpitated, he looked at the blue patch on his right arm.
This patch of blue was like a deadly poison. Although he had suppressed it with his cultivation, he couldn't dispel it. At that moment, his arm was numb and cold. This made him even more frightened.
When he thought about how he, a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, was facing a cultivator with great attainment in the True Breath realm in such a pathetic state, and how he couldn't even kill him, it made him angry and aggrieved. But soon, his eyes revealed an unprecedented greed, and even his breathing became hurried.
"He actually has a Dharmic Armament!" Zhou Fei thought about the battle just now and became even more excited. He knew how precious a Dharmic Armament was. After all, even he only had a sixth-grade Numinous Treasure. He had longed for a Dharmic Armament for many years, but the price of a Dharmic Armament was too high. He couldn't afford it, and he couldn't obtain it.
But now … a Dharmic Armament had appeared in the hands of a cultivator with great attainment in the True Breath realm. To him, after the palpitations, the surprise and excitement he felt was indescribable.
Especially when he had personally experienced the power of the Dharmic Armament just now. When he thought of that terrifying feeling, his greed grew. In his opinion, this must have been caused by the power of the Dharmic Armament.
"This is at least an eighth-grade Dharmic Armament!"
"This is mine!" Zhou Fei's eyes shone with excitement. In the beginning, he had gone after Wang Baole because he was on a mission to silence him. But now, his goal had changed. Silencing him was just a side effect. His real intention was to kill him and take Wang Baole's Dharmic Armament.
The thought of being able to fight a cultivator with great attainment in the Foundation Establishment realm, if he had that Dharmic Armament, made him even more excited. However, the numbing coldness of the blue area on his right hand and the wound between his brows told him that Wang Baole was a tough nut to crack. Therefore, he narrowed his eyes and raised his right hand. He took out a round bead and crushed it. Immediately, a plume of black smoke rose into the air.
Soon, figures appeared from the surrounding forest. They were the remaining eleven or twelve cultivators with great attainment in the True Breath realm from the Five Generation Sky Clan.
The moment they appeared, they saw Zhou Fei's pathetic state. They were all shocked, but they didn't dare to ask questions.
"Wang Baole is severely injured. Go after him. Whoever manages to kill him will be rewarded with twenty fragments and will be granted immediate access to the Foundation Establishment realm!" Zhou Fei said slowly. When the cultivators heard him, their breathing quickened and their faces flushed red. One by one, they obeyed the order and went after Zhou Fei in the direction he had pointed.
Zhou Fei followed behind. As he looked at the dozen or so cultivators in front of him, his eyes were filled with coldness and contempt.
To him, the only purpose of these people was to exhaust Wang Baole. It would be even better if they could force Wang Baole to use the Dharmic Armament again.
With them exhausting him, it would make it easier for him to kill Wang Baole and obtain the Dharmic Armament. If any of these people didn't die in the end and found out that he had obtained the Dharmic Armament, all he had to do was silence them and frame Wang Baole for it. It would be a flawless plan.
At that thought, the greed in Zhou Fei's eyes intensified. He gradually disappeared into the forest in the distance with the rest of the cultivators.
At that moment, in the forest, Wang Baole was breathing heavily. His injuries were severe. Most importantly, his injuries were caused by the backlash from the Dharmic Armament. In reality, if not for the 100% spiritual meridians in his body and the compression technique that Little Missy had imparted to him, which made him far more powerful than an ordinary perfected True Breath realm cultivator, the backlash would have been even more severe.
Fortunately, he had a better understanding of the Mystic Trace Fog than others. As he searched and advanced, the fog gradually increased in the direction that Wang Baole was heading. However, at that moment, he saw the figures of the perfected True Breath realm cultivators from the Five Generation Sky Clan in the vision of the mosquitoes that he had scattered.
"They just won't go away!" Wang Baole frowned and ignored them. He increased his speed until he reached the center of the area where the Mystic Trace Fog was about to form. After looking around, Wang Baole suddenly turned around. He didn't continue his escape. Instead, he raised his right hand and retrieved the seventh-grade Dharmic Armament battle saber. With a swing, he drew a circle in the area of five hundred feet around him!
Then, he stood there, holding the Dharmic Armament, motionless. He looked coldly into the forest in the distance. Soon, figures appeared and surrounded Wang Baole.
"Those who step into this circle will die!" Wang Baole said coolly as he looked at the crowd around him. He raised the Dharmic Armament battle saber and pointed the tip of the saber at the ground.
At that moment, although his body was slightly round, there was a thick murderous aura around him. A black storm circled around him, covering the rapidly forming fog. At the same time, the gigantic crocodile was faintly discernible in the black storm. It looked ferocious and ferocious.
His aura was shocking. Murderous intent filled the air. His cold and callous intent spread as he said those words. The crowd felt as if the surrounding temperature had dropped significantly.
Coupled with Wang Baole's blood-stained clothes and his cold gaze, his words seemed to contain some kind of shocking power. All the cultivators who heard his words were shocked. It was as if … it was a warning from the Grim Reaper!
Gradually, the sound of heavy breathing could be heard coming from the mouths of the surrounding cultivators. They were all very cautious, and didn't immediately charge forward. The truth was that the circle, and the person inside of it, had shocked them. Furthermore, they were no fools. To them, someone who could fight Zhou Fei and not die was definitely not a weakling!
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