97 Visible Anywhere (2/2)

Wang Baole was cornered and left without a choice but to question the heavens. He had used many different methods before, be it hiding himself or trying to divert them, but was still unable to redirect the Spirit Roots' pursuit. There was one instance when he unleashed his Golden Body, but the moment the Golden Body emerged, the Spirit Roots following behind grew even more excited and rowdy, causing Wang Baole to stop instantly in his tracks.

In his helplessness, the moment he passed a mountain, his extreme fatigue caused him to act rashly as he retrieved his large megaphone with his right hand and used his loudest voice to shout at the crowd behind him, ”Scram!”

The scream was so loud that it caused the heavens to shake, with sound waves spreading in all directions, their amplitudes so large that they could be seen by the naked eye. That caused all the True Breath Spirit Roots to freeze momentarily. Wang Baole recognized that it was effective, and he wanted to speed up to increase the distance between him and the Spirit Roots. However, instead, his eyes suddenly opened wide, his mind buzzing as he let out a voiceless shriek that carried a tinge of fear.

”Don't… don't be like this!”

The thousands of fatties behind him all mirrored his actions, forming a large megaphone in their hands. The appearance of thousands of large megaphones caused Wang Baole to break out in cold sweat, and he retreated as he screamed in fear, but everything was already too late.

In that instant, the thousands of True Breath figures that had transformed into Wang Baole raised the megaphones all at the same time, growling toward Wang Baole in unison!

Roar!

The sound was even more deafening than the thunder, exploding crazily from the Spirit Breath Village, resulting in the formation of not merely a simple sound wave but a hurricane sweeping ferociously from where they were and directly charging toward Wang Baole.

The hurricane was humongous, and its power was incredible. No matter where they were, the other students in the Spirit Breath Village could hear it clearly. As their hearts and minds trembled, Wang Baole, who was completely overcome by the impact of the hurricane, let out a shrill cry. He felt as if he had been slapped hard by an invisible hand that caused all his internal organs to rumble. His body was swept into the air by the impact, thrown upward like a kite whose string had been cut, landing on the other side of the mountain after flying past the peaks.

On the other side of the mountain was a dense forest. Wang Baole landed with a loud bang. Thankfully, the devouring seed in his body emerged in time, steadying his body. However, he still spewed a mouthful of blood. Pale with shock and pain, he immediately wriggled into the forest, swiftly running to hide himself.

Wang Baole only stopped after a long while. As he turned to look at the sky, he realized that the True Breath figures seemed to have lost track of him and were nowhere to be seen. The entire scene made Wang Baole immensely surprised.

Did I get rid of them?

It is too scary here. Please don't let me meet True Breath Spirit Roots that are more than three inches long!

As Wang Baole thought of the frightening moment previously, his chest ached in pain. He immediately retrieved and swallowed some Spirit Pills, and in agonizing pain, he gingerly left.

At the same time, the thousands of True Breath Spirit Roots that were fated with him began to disperse. They were unable to locate Wang Baole's after crossing the peak as the distance was too large, so they spread out to search for him.

This resulted in figures of True Breath Spirit Roots resembling Wang Baole appearing everywhere within the Spirit Breath Village, rushing by in droves and being seen by the students of the four major Dao Colleges.

They were confused by what they saw, and their hatred and anger grew stronger than ever.

”A beautiful mystic realm ruined by that Fatty!”

”I hate the sight of that Fatty! I hate it so much!”

As the thousands of Wang Baoles spread throughout the Spirit Breath Village, causing everyone to go crazy with frustration, Wang Baole squatted gloomily by a small steam in the rainforest, leaning on a huge rock as he slapped his forehead to release his frustration.

”Two-inch Spirit Root, where are you! What's worse is that I can't leave this place freely. If I run into the other Spirit Roots…” Wang Baole rubbed his forehead, contemplating disguising himself. However, he still felt that it was not a good choice and gritted his teeth as he looked at his surroundings.

If I want to hide, I must do it without a trace!

Determined, Wang Baole quickly found a huge rock and retrieved his flying swords, using them to empty the interior of the rock to form a shell, which he used to cover his body. Adjusting the angle, he dug out a small hole that he could see through before moving forward at snail's pace.

He had only made a few steps before he stopped and retrieved the Rainbow Spirit Stone after thinking for a brief moment. He began crafting inscriptions that gave it the ability to hide and felt more settled as he landed stroke after stroke on the stone's surface.

This way, it should have some effect. As long as I find the two-inch Spirit Root, I'll have nothing to be afraid of!