Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Wang Baole didn’t move fast within the forest, but his speed was still shocking. With the flailing of his arm, his mosquitoes scattered around the area surrounding him, providing a wide field of vision for him. However, as Wang Baole felt for the flying sword within his body, he realized that two mosquitoes had yet to fly out.
One was black while the other was purple.
The two mosquitoes were like arrogant masters; they stayed within the scabbard, not heeding Wang Baole’s orders. The grade of the scabbard seemed to be too low to force them out.
It’s them?
The two additional mosquitoes made Wang Baole recall the messy existences that were once present in his body. Seeing that they had now entered the scabbard and became mosquitoes, he had some thoughts, and a fire started burning in his heart.
Wang Baole knew well that those two mosquitoes were definitely extraordinary. He was unable to order them around now, but he imagined that if he continued refining his scabbard, he would gain the ability to control them!
Wang Baole was confident in their strength and future performance. After all, the black colored mosquito was formed from the black lightning that had unknowingly appeared in his body. As for the purple sea, Wang Baole had managed to more or less guess that it was the purple glow that had wanted to kill him when they met it in Spirit Breath Village.
These two fellas aren’t to be underestimated. Wang Baole looked excited. His heart, which was seeped in hatred, seemed to have eased a little because of it as well. However, his experiences had been so bitter that his heart was only partially soothed, with most of it still filled with a strong intention to kill.
It was as if he hadn’t taken enough revenge, which filled him with angst as if there was a rock on his chest!
Therefore, he charged forward, carrying his complex of emotions. Taking advantage of the wide field of vision from the mosquitoes, he began another round of waiting and searching. He was waiting for people from the Galactic Dusk Sect and Five Generation Sky Clan to come to him on their own accord, and searching for cultivators from both sides that he would meet along the way.
His targets were the cultivators from the two different factions.
Those who were able to traverse the dark side of the moon were often not True Breath realm cultivators but Foundation Establishment realm cultivators. Very soon, after half an hour, Wang Baole sensed the presence of two Foundation Establishment realm cultivators, though he was unclear if they were simply passing by or had come after receiving the voice transmission.
The moment he sensed the duo, a chill flashed across his eyes. The intention to kill that was in his heart could no longer be suppressed. He knew the duo, as they were part of the crowd that had forced him into the restricted zone when he was on the brink of death. Wang Baole had a deep-seated hatred towards those people!
“Die!” Wang Baole carried an indescribable chill in his heart. Without a sound, his body charged towards the duo at such a high speed that he seemed like a wandering spirit within the forests. It was impossible to see him clearly, and unless there were other people whose level of cultivation far exceeded him, they would be unable to sense his presence!
Within the blink of an eye, Wang Baole neared one of them, and in that instant, he leaped into the sky like a wave of chilly wind and arrived beside his opponent. His opponent was cautiously monitoring his surroundings, but the sudden arrival of Wang Baole shocked him so severely that he tried to retreat. It seemed like he had received the voice transmission and come to know about Wang Baole’s madness.
“He is here…” Almost instinctively, the Foundation Establishment realm cultivator twisted the jade slip and wanted to send a warning out, but it was too late. The moment he retreated, the moment he was about to twist the jade slip, Wang Baole carried a fierce and intense viciousness as he looked into the eyes of the cultivator. It was as if his viciousness was flowing and perforating into the cultivator’s eyes along with his gaze, pounding straight into his mind and causing him to tremble so vigorously that he felt as if he were in the face of a cruel and psychotic beast.
Suddenly, all that the Foundation Establishment realm cultivator saw was a blur. Wang Baole let out a punch the moment he neared. The instant Wang Baole sent out the Supernova, a sonic boom emerged, and a loud series of impacts reverberated, forming a huge vortex in front of Wang Baole and the Foundation Establishment realm cultivator.
The vortex seemed to hold an astonishing amount of force. When it appeared, it carried along with it the force of the surroundings, causing the vegetation all around to be torn into pieces due to its force. Looking from a distance, it seemed as if a black hole had been formed.
That was the real appearance of the Supernova, directly attacking a seeming emptiness, creating a hurricane and transforming a vortex into a black hole based solely on one’s physical strength. It looked like it was swallowing everything in its path, but was actually tearing everything apart!
It all happened so quickly. The Foundation Establishment realm cultivator’s resistance and struggle hadn’t taken effect when the vortex black hole formed by the Supernova swallowed him whole.
The boom from the vortex covered his shrill cry. Then, Wang Baole’s calm voice emerged as the boom erupted and the vortex dissipated, with blood emerging from it.
“The fourth one.”
The second Foundation Establishment realm cultivator standing in another direction, who had witnessed everything happening before his eyes, felt as if his mind was about to explode as a frightening wave of thoughts crashed in his head. He couldn’t believe everything that had happened, and even though he had received the voice transmission previously, he was still stricken with fear now that he had seen it himself. He stood pale, without a single tinge of rosiness on his face, as his mind was filled with only one thought—escape!
As he breathed hurriedly, the second Foundation Establishment realm cultivator retreated like a maniac. He even used his mystic technique, biting his tongue until it bled to allow for a boost in his speed. However, as he charged away, the chilly voice from Wang Baole, who was like the Death, arrived upon his ears.
“The fifth one.” That was the last thing he heard while he was still alive. Fear and despair filled his heart, and he hurriedly opened his mouth, attempting to explain himself and seek mercy.
“Listen to me, Wang Baole, I…” If pleading were of any use, not as many cultivators would have died during the Spirit Inception Era. He hadn’t even completed his sentence before he trembled all over, his vision instantly turning black and his world thrown into a whirl. As his consciousness vanished, the Foundation Establishment realm cultivator began to feel intense pain in his neck. The last thing he ever saw was a blade driven through his throat.
After that, his breath stopped, and he died!
Wang Baole stepped on the Foundation Establishment cultivator’s body and gently removed the saber from his neck. Then, he wiped the saber expressionlessly on the cultivator’s shirt before he continued advancing as if nothing had happened.
If someone who knew Wang Baole had seen what he was like now, they would feel extremely distant toward him. Wang Baole was normally a jovial, happy-go-lucky, and optimistic person, but that was what he presented on the exterior. If there was no such thing as cultivation in the world, and Earth hadn’t entered the Spirit Inception Era, Wang Baole’s personality would perhaps not have changed throughout his entire life.
However, it was a cruel world, a battle of life and death and the survival of the fittest. That made the viciousness and decisiveness hiding deep within the recesses of his optimism grow even stronger after continuous rounds of honing through experience!
Right now, it was at the point that those qualities were the sharpest!
Just like that, he continued on his way, giving off a strong sense of viciousness everywhere he passed. He killed every single Galactic Dusk Sect disciple that had attempted to kill him previously, regardless of whether they were True Breath realm or Foundation Establishment realm cultivators, and regardless of whether they were male or female.
He didn’t soften nor think too much about the consequences. Since his enemies hadn’t thought about the consequences when they were after him, there was no reason for him to care so much either.
However, most of his targets were the Foundation Establishment realm cultivators. He was lazy to care about the True Breath realm cultivators from the Galactic Dusk Sect that he occasionally came across.
Even so, his killing rampage had already garnered the attention of the members of the Galactic Dusk Sect who were in the Mystic Luna Realm. There was more than one Core Formation cultivator from the Galactic Dusk Sect in the Mystic Luna Realm, and even though none of them could afford to be distracted as they had other important matters to handle, the old lady—who had snatched Wang Baole’s small tripod cauldron away from him—was surprised after knowing what had happened. She then laughed chillingly, pausing what she was doing and dashing towards where Wang Baole was.
Little worm, you were lucky the previous time. You managed to escape but still dared to appear. It seems like you still have other treasures, and are sending a message to your old lady here, inviting me to dig into your flesh again.
At the same time, she sent out a task to assemble the Foundation Establishment realm cultivators nearby to pursue and kill Wang Baole!
In that case, I will annihilate you this time!
