Chapter 271: Blood-Stained Mystic Realm!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
On the bloodied gra.s.s patch in the restricted zone, w.a.n.g Baole’s figure emerged. He had already changed his top, and the armor made from the fragments from the puppets had been removed from his body. He was just wearing a simple Ethereal Dao College Daoist robe.
His slightly rotund body had significantly slimmed down after experiencing the ordeals, and even his face looked more chiseled than before.
That was especially so as a look of peace was exuded from his eyes. It was like the calm night sky before a storm. It seemed deep, and at the same time carried a scary and heavily suppressed madness.
He held the seventh-grade Dharmic Armament in his hands as hurricanes erupted around him. Behind him, the figure of a crocodile appeared amidst the blood-stained restricted zone.
w.a.n.g Baole appeared like a G.o.d of Slaughter returning from h.e.l.l. As he stepped out, the vibe emanating from him settled. The movement of his cultivation was undetectable, but from the Dharmic Armament he held in his hands, one could see that there was unlimited power within w.a.n.g Baole’s body. It made the once defiant saber, which would have easily attacked its owner, obey w.a.n.g Baole!
Along the way, w.a.n.g Baole didn’t have the mood to joke, to mumble to himself, or to self-deprecate. He had an optimistic personality, but it depended on the situation. Right now, there was only one word in his mind.
And that was… Kill!
The person he wanted to kill most was the old lady from the Galactic Dusk Sect that destroyed his Dao Foundation and took away his chance for Foundation Establishment. The next person he wanted to kill was… Zhou Fei from the Five Generation Sky Clan!
Up next would be those cultivators who had pursued him in order to kill him. It didn’t matter if they were True Breath realm or Foundation Establishment realm cultivators. Based on w.a.n.g Baole’s judgment, with the exception of the old lady that he was not able to kill, he would be able to turn the others into corpses the moment he met them.
As he walked out, a thick fog circled in the restricted zone behind w.a.n.g Baole. The Moon Spirits and Night Immortals all followed behind him silently, as if sending him off with respect.
The three Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Galactic Dusk Sect who were waiting outside the restricted zone saw this with their own eyes. They had been indignant about simply leaving, so they were waiting for the fog to dissipate in an attempt to s.n.a.t.c.h w.a.n.g Baole’s corpse and the Dharmic Armament.
Seeing the fog churning, they were initially excited as they thought that the fog was about to dissipate. However, very quickly, when they saw that the figure that had emerged from the fog was w.a.n.g Baole, they were shocked. Instinctively, their intention to kill kicked in, but at the same time, an indescribable, bizarre feeling arose in their hearts.
The moment those thoughts and feelings surfaced, they seemed to be transformed to shock and disbelief, as they saw that there were innumerable Night Immortals and Moon Spirits emerging from the fog and following behind w.a.n.g Baole. They seemed to be sending him off respectfully and only stopped when w.a.n.g Baole had completely left the restricted zone. After that, they even lowered their heads, as if bowing to send him off!
This scene created a noisy buzz in the trio’s minds. Their breathing quickened, and their eyes were about to fall out of their sockets at the unbelievable scene they had witnessed.
The Moon Spirits… The Night Immortals… They’re bowing to him?
This w.a.n.g Baole… Not only did he not die, he even recovered fully?
The three Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Galactic Dusk Sect were shaken. Even though they didn’t manage to see w.a.n.g Baole’s exact level of cultivation, they all instinctively chose to take a step backwards.
However, at the exact instant they retreated, a killer’s glance emerged from w.a.n.g Baole, who had just stepped out from the restricted zone. He had long sensed the presence of the trio, and would never let go of the chance. The moment they were about to escape, w.a.n.g Baole’s speed erupted with a turn of his body!
He was so fast that it was astonis.h.i.+ng. Sonic booms erupted after him, even becoming a form of impact under the extreme speed. It led to many different tree branches breaking off after being shaken violently, and even a Foundation Establishment cultivator would be unsteady and filled with shock. At that moment, w.a.n.g Baole dashed past the Foundation Establishment cultivator, his saber s.h.i.+mmering. The Foundation Establishment cultivator trembled as he scrambled, a look of disbelief on his face as he looked at w.a.n.g Baole who had stopped in front of him.
“You…” The Foundation Establishment cultivator seemed to want to say something, but he had no chance. He only managed a word before a b.l.o.o.d.y wound appeared on his neck, and his head fell to the ground. His decapitated body had blood spurting out from the neck as it fell to the side.
It was a clean kill of a Foundation Establishment cultivator in the same realm. w.a.n.g Baole didn’t even use all his power. His position as a green lotus Foundation Establishment cultivator, coupled with his Dharmic Armament, allowed him to become the top cultivator within the Foundation Establishment realm!
Without even looking at the Foundation Establishment cultivator’s corpse, w.a.n.g Baole turned and looked coldly in the direction the other two had escaped, before charging after them!
Right now, a middle-aged Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Galactic Dusk Sect who happened to be standing in another direction was aghast with fear. His mind exploded with activity as if heavy waves were cras.h.i.+ng violently in his head. An indescribable sense of fear uncontrollably emerged in his heart.
How could this be possible? He couldn’t believe his eyes. The death of his comrade made him feel that he was in a nightmare. He couldn’t imagine how w.a.n.g Baole could survive within the restricted zone. Not only that, but he managed to heal his injuries fully and even became so strong that it was unbelievable!
However, there was meant to be no answer to his doubts. As he tried to escape and dodge like a maniac, w.a.n.g Baole was like an arrow that had left its bow, approaching him at an extremely high speed. If one were to look down on the ground from the sky, w.a.n.g Baole appeared ten times faster than the other people, catching up with the others in just a few steps.
“This is a misunderstanding… w.a.n.g Baole, listen to me…” The Foundation Establishment cultivator was taken aback. He immediately tried to explain himself, but what he got in return was the cold gaze from w.a.n.g Baole’s eyes that carried a heavy sense of his intention to kill, and the glow from the saber that covered his entire world as it approached in the blink of an eye!
The glow from the saber was transformed into a gigantic crocodile. As the sonic boom emerged, the crocodile opened its mouth and sneered, swallowing the person whole. When the glow disappeared, the Foundation Establishment cultivator’s body broke apart into several pieces, and w.a.n.g Baole turned and charged towards the third person!
w.a.n.g Baole remembered clearly that those three Foundation Establishment realm cultivators clad in armor had ambushed him, causing his injuries to worsen after a futile attempt at suppressing them!
“You’re fast?” w.a.n.g Baole was soft and calm, his voice like a winter chill as he spoke to the third cultivator who had escaped a certain distance away. The cultivator was frantically calling for help with his jade slip. His pupils constricted and his mind buzzed with activity as he took out numerous Numinous Treasures, activating all kinds of spells to try to defend himself while shouting out loud.
“w.a.n.g Baole, I have already sent out information about you! You still have time to leave, if not, the Elder will come and prosecute you!”
w.a.n.g Baole seemed not to have heard the threat spat out by the Foundation Establishment cultivator. With a few steps, he raised his right hand and waved, and lightning appeared instantly from the skies. The lightning was ten times thicker than when he was in the True Breath realm, erupting while creating a loud boom. It emerged in layers, forming swords that interlaced to form a lightning net. No matter how hard the Foundation Establishment cultivator tried to defend himself and fight back, it was futile as he was completely covered and electrocuted by the lightning net under the chilly gaze from w.a.n.g Baole.
Waves of painful screams reverberated as the Foundation Establishment cultivator’s body was diced into tens of pieces. As the pieces fell to the ground, the screams halted.
w.a.n.g Baole neared in broad steps, standing beside the corpse and stepping on the jade slip used by the cultivator. With a small force, he broke it into pieces.
“What I really wanted was for you to send out that voice transmission. This way, I don’t have to find people to kill one by one,” w.a.n.g Baole spoke calmly. Killing three people was insufficient to eliminate the hatred in his heart. He turned and stared in the direction of the restricted zone for a long time. When he turned around, w.a.n.g Baole went in the opposite direction in huge strides, carrying an extremely strong sense of viciousness and intention to kill.
I didn’t want to kill anyone originally. However, since the Galactic Dusk Sect wants to play the game of survival of the fittest, then I’ll go according to their style.
I want to see for myself the number of people they can send for me to kill!
There’s also Zhou Fei. I wish he would come find me himself and save me the trouble of searching for him. w.a.n.g Baole narrowed his eyes as he disappeared within the forest. He left behind three incomplete corpses in three different areas, filling the mystic realm with even more blood as its stench spread in all directions.