209 Chanting the scripture Scriptures! (2/2)

There was a hint of solemnity in the anxious voice coming from within the voice transmission ring. Wang Baole let out a sigh of relief and quickened his escape.

Inside the crater behind him, the black-robed man had an ugly look on his face. He did let loose an inward sigh of relief, though. From what he could tell, the girl was the strangest amongst the three.

For the little fatty ahead of him who was trying to escape, he had little concern. He reasoned that Zhao Yameng and Zhuo Yifan must have been why the three of them had managed to escape assimilation earlier.

In reality, the paralysis inflicted by the purple ocean resting within Wang Baole's eyes had resulted in the giant tree being unable to determine who had been the culprit behind everything.

I don't believe that all three people I'd randomly caught would be freaks of nature! He snorted with disdain. With a single leap, he rose above ground. Regardless of Wang Baole's speed, there was still a chasm separating him from a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator. He was additionally burdened by the weight of Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng.

The black-robed man soon caught up to him. As he drew near, the speed of his approach stirred a roar; it was the sound of the sound barrier being broken. The distance between him and Wang Baole grew smaller and smaller.

Wang Baole watched as the distance between them shrank to fewer than fifty yards. In his panic, he shouted, ”Tree freak, stop chasing us. Backup from our college is arriving. You should start bailing. This is a friendly reminder!”

The black-robed man remained expressionless and silent and increased his speed. It seemed as if he was about to catch up with them at any time. Wang Baole's breathing stilled. He was like a beast forced into a corner, and his eyes shone with madness and violence. He spun around suddenly and stared unblinkingly at the black-robed man charging towards him and roared.

”Enlightened, prisoner of the Dao of heaven…” As the words were spoken, an oppressive rumbling sounded across what had been clear skies, and thunder clouds seemed to be gathering.

There was a strong, oppressive heaviness spreading in the rumbling air as the entire sky seemed to darken slightly.

The sudden change sparked off a similar shift in the black-robed man's expression, and he sucked in a breath without thinking. He could feel, instinctively, death looming over him. It was an indescribable feeling. Even more incredible was how he could feel the prickling on his scalp. A surge of indescribable fear and terror rose from deep within him.

”What are you reciting!” He intuitively gasped in shock.

Wang Baole had given himself a shock as well. He was breathing heavily at that moment, and a fierce light shone from within his eyes. The astonishment he felt was accompanied by a mad glee, and he inwardly uttered, Little Missy was right. She didn't play me for a fool. Who could have imagined that the scripture she had taught him would give off such a powerful and overwhelming intensity!

Amidst his rapid breathing, he stopped running altogether. Instead, he stared at the black-robed man, whose expression had changed completely, with a cold arrogance. There was no pause in his speech as he spoke the second verse!

”All sentient beings must endure immeasurable calamities…”

As the verse was spoken, lightning split the heavens apart, and a thunderous roar resounded across the sky. The clouds boiled and rolled over, and the heavens transformed in an instant. An awesome force that would send all living things quaking in terror gathered in the skies. It was like a supreme presence who had been slumbering in the distant galaxy, was suddenly awakening…

At that moment, the earth trembled. Under the quaking, the Coulomb Basin seemed on the verge of complete collapse. The expression on the black-robed man's face was no longer of shock; he had turned pale instantly. An overwhelming sense of danger, like the surge of a tidal wave, rushed forward and drowned him.

His instinct and intuition were telling him repeatedly that if he did not run right then, and if he continued his chase, then… the danger that would follow would be great, very great, very, very great—it would be fatal!

It was a sense of alarm that he had never encountered in his life. It exceeded what he could endure and was beyond his wildest imagination. He even felt that, even with his cultivation breaking through to the Core Formation realm, he might still not be able to stand a chance. His death would be absolute!

This is impossible. He's only at the True Breath realm. Damn it, how did things turn out like this. The three of them, each one more terrifying than the last! The black-robed man's lips started trembling. His face was deathly pale, and his eyes revealed his unprecedented fear and shock. There was a loathing to admit defeat and a strong urge towards madness.

Zhuo Yifan's identity as a War Soldier had surprised him and Zhao Yameng's mutation had shocked him further. But all that couldn't compare to the terror he was experiencing right then.

His instincts told him that there was a force hidden within Wang Baole that was beyond horrifying, that could not be countered, that could not be stopped, that he had to run away from, far away from—as far as he could.

But his reason told him another thing. That the other person was only at the True Breath realm, and that it was impossible for him to have such an overpowering aura…