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The Galactic Dusk Sect had joined hands with the giant tree in the Mystic Luna Realm this ti. To a certain extent, they could disregard the array formation on the Mystic Luna Realm and therefore made ample preparations. There seed to be over a hundred Foundation Establishnt realm cultivators.
However, not everyone from the sect participated, and not all the factions from the Galactic Dusk Sect agreed to participate in the collaboration and dangerous journey. Therefore, those that ca forward were people of the sa unit as the old lady.
After all, to a large faction, unless it was a well thought out mission, it was rare for them to risk everything. Usually, they would leave behind an escape route so that they could sever everything else and save themselves should anything go awry.
It was similar for the Five Generation Sky Clan. Not everyone was chosen to collaborate with the giant tree. Instead, only certain family clans took part so that the clan could withdraw easily. Even if they were to fail, they simply needed to clean up after themselves and give an explanation to the Federation.
Other tis, the different factions were unwilling to start a war. As such, each party was accepting of making use of the tactic of punishnt and weakening others.
Therefore, of the hundreds of Foundation Establishnt cultivators who had co this ti, most of them were in the early- or mid-stages. There were only eight or nine of them who had perfected the Foundation Establishnt process.
That was the full strength of the old lady’s lineage. On the back face of the Mystic Luna Realm, three bases seed to have been dug out. These three regions appeared to be the testing sites that were produced from the collaboration process with the giant tree. It appeared that they were searching for sothing.
There was a region that was one of the Galactic Dusk Sect’s bases in the forest near where Wang Baole was. Other than the few cultivators who were standing guard, the remaining twelve Foundation Establishnt cultivators had all been activated, charging towards where Wang Baole was last seen with strong killing intent.
At the sa ti, the old lady was moving at high speed towards the sa area from another base. In the Mystic Luna Realm, she was fearless and didn’t even try to hide her speed. She was like thunder, nearing at high speed with a chilly look in her eyes.
In this way, a net that was deed huge by the Galactic Dusk Sect was ford, tightening quickly around Wang Baole. Wang Baole, who was moving within the forest, imdiately sensed it through the fields of vision provided by the mosquitoes he had sent out.
After reaching the Foundation Establishnt realm, the area that the mosquitoes could spread out had exceeded that of previous tis. They could now reach an area of five kiloters, and even though Wang Baole couldn’t see the entire area with equal clarity, he could gain a rough gauge of the distribution and surroundings of his mosquitoes.
Now, the first Galactic Dusk Sect cultivator had appeared in his field of vision. Wang Baole stopped and squinted his eyes, taking a closer look. Soon, in the different regions around him, he saw the second, third, and fourth cultivator...
When all twelve Foundation Establishnt cultivators had appeared, Wang Baole smiled, a chill flashing across his eyes.
Eight in early-stage Foundation Establishnt, and four in mid-stage Foundation Establishnt... There seem to be nurous factions from the Galactic Dusk Sect that arrived on the moon... Wang Baole licked his lips. After his near-death experience, after a green lotus had appeared in his body, and after he had managed to achieve Foundation Establishnt again, Wang Baole hadn’t found his limits.
The attacks he unleashed previously and the feelings he physically felt right now didn’t seem to be all he was capable of. The people he had killed previously were all in the early-stage of the Foundation Establishnt realm. After analyzing everything, Wang Baole could gain a rough gauge of his own combat powers.
It is easy to kill the early-stage Foundation Establishnt cultivators, and it wasn’t difficult to eliminate the mid-stage Foundation Establishnt cultivators with the Dharmic Armant... As for the late-stage Foundation Establishnt cultivators, it isn’t easy to make conclusions as I haven’t t them. I could probably erge victorious, but I fear that I would waste my ti. Wang Baole concluded, keeping silent. Now, his eyes were narrowed as he charged towards the person nearest to him.
Wang Baole couldn’t estimate his capabilities in the case where he didn’t have the Dharmic Armant. To him, it was a normal thing for him to own Dharmic Armants as the Deputy Pavilion Head of the Dharmic Armant Pavilion. It would be weird if he didn’t have them.
At the sa ti, after his previous attacks, Wang Baole had a sense of the green lotus within his body. It seed like the green lotus didn’t have a huge effect on his spells, but more of an obvious effect in boosting his physical strength.
From the ti he woke until now, Wang Baole didn’t feel a tinge of fatigue. A source of vitality seed to have appeared in his body, releasing an endless stream of life, keeping him at peak performance.
Therefore, I shall make use of these twelve people to gauge how far my physical strength has increased... An intention to kill flashed in his eyes as Wang Baole erupted at high speed. As the sonic boom reverberated and was sensed by the twelve Foundation Establishnt cultivators, Wang Baole appeared before the nearest person to him like a flash of lightning. They all looked in the direction the sound had co from.
That person was a middle-aged man. The instant he heard the sonic boom, his vision blurred. Years of combat made him instinctively retreat and dodge to his left. He activated his hand seals, causing his spells and the protection ford by his Numinous Treasures to erge with a glow, attempting to block Wang Baole.
However, under the test of Wang Baole’s strength, his resistance was futile. The seventh-grade Dharmic Armant was unleashed, forming a saber glow several hundred feet long that slashed right in front of the middle-aged man. It destroyed everything it passed, with all the Numinous Treasures and spells decimated. There was no way to block it, and eventually, as the middle-aged man scread in fear, the saber appeared between his brows, cutting through him as he collapsed to the ground.
A loud boom erupted from the ground. As a large crack appeared in the ground, the figures of nurous Foundation Establishnt cultivators all around arrived at high speed. They saw the corpse that was split in half but didn’t see Wang Baole at all.
The two halves of the corpse, as well as the crack in the ground, made all the Galactic Dusk Sect cultivators who arrived gasp in shock. They were filled with fear and glanced at their surroundings quickly while on high alert.
“One slash... And he killed a Foundation Establishnt cultivator...”
“This person’s combat power is at least on the sa level of a late-stage Foundation Establishnt cultivator. D*arn it, I heard that Wang Baole owned a Dharmic Armant, but even so, how did his cultivation advance to such a level? He’s not afraid of a backlash?”
As the crowd grew fearful and alert, a glow from the saber appeared suddenly from the right, several hundred feet away. Everyone was gripped with fear as they hurriedly tried to dodge. The glow from the saber landed on the ground before them, creating a loud noise as the mud splattered everywhere, and vegetation flew into the air. A black hurricane spread, covering the entire area and throwing everyone into chaos.
In the chaos, the figure of Wang Baole holding the saber appeared like a flash of lightning. He didn’t want to ambush the crowd, instead, wanting to make use of the ti when the vegetation was in the air to attack from the front.
The best way to test my physical strength is to see how many tis I can use the saber before a backlash occurs! A chill flashed across Wang Baole’s eyes as he neared soone instantly. He raised the Dharmic Armant saber in his hands and slashed.
A loud boom erged, and the cultivator that had been cut by the saber blade didn’t even have ti to scream before he trembled and blood spewed in all directions.
As the other people were gripped in shock, Wang Baole erged from the Blood Fog, appearing beside another person as he waved his saber again. This ti, however, he was resisted by that person slightly.
“Mid-stage Foundation Establishnt? Slay!” Wang Baole raised his brows, unleashing his cultivation. The force from his saber didn’t stop as it smoothly cut the body into two!
Just like that, as Wang Baole weaved through them at high speed, the spells around him roared loudly. Gripped with fear, every single Foundation Establishnt cultivator unleashed their trump card.
Even though their trump cards were formidable, Wang Baole was so fast and his saber so frightening that the cultivators Wang Baole t along the way were all killed. The ss of flesh and blood created imnse stress in the other people who were alive.
Everything happened within the ti of a few breaths. It wasn’t long before six corpses were laying on the ground. The remaining six cultivators spread out quickly, but Wang Baole was like the God of Death, pursuing the seventh person, wanting to slash again as he carried a cold look in his eyes.
However, at that mont, an angry roar erupted from the skies above.
“How dare you?” A familiar, strong suppressive force was nearing from an area in the sky. The person hasn’t arrived, but the suppressive force was so strong that it was like the force of the heavens covering the entire forest. This made all Foundation Establishnt cultivators tremble with fear as if their cultivation had been suppressed by the person’s arrival. However, while most of them were surprised, so were agitated.
“The Elder has arrived!”
“Wang Baole, you’ll be dead now!”
A flash shone across Wang Baole’s eyes. He continued slashing, cutting off the Foundation Establishnt cultivator’s head while he grew distracted with excitent.
“Wang Baole, d*mn you!” The old lady roared angrily, picking up speed.
Wang Baole killed people as easily as a saber through soft butter. He didn’t pause a single mont, and as he killed the seventh person, he turned his head and waved his raised right hand. Imdiately, three beads dashed towards the figure that had appeared in the sky, the figure of the old lady approaching him, who was carrying extre rage and killing intent!
“Scram!” In the face of a Core Formation cultivator, Wang Baole narrowed his eyes without any fear, sneering at her at the sa ti as he tossed out the beads.
The mont he spoke, the three beads exploded open on their own, forming a fog in front of the approaching old lady.
The old lady was carrying a chilling look, not even slightly affected by Wang Baole’s attack. She was confident that no matter how capable a Foundation Establishnt cultivator he was, he would never be a match for a Core Formation cultivator.
She swept her sleeve, attempting to dissipate the fog resulting from the exploding beads. However, her pupils constricted, as she revealed a look of disbelief.
“This... This is... Mystic Trace Fog...” With her will, she exclaid noiselessly. She didn’t manage to finish her sentence before the Mystic Trace Fog completely enveloped her. Instantly, she was sent away!
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