267 The Land of Deep Slumber (1/2)

Zhou Fei's words instantly exposed Wang Baole's delay tactic. The latter's plan failed as soon as Zhou Fei appeared. At that moment, Wang Baole could clearly feel the difference between a True Breath realm cultivator and a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator.

Compared to a True Breath realm cultivator, a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator would have lived through numerous fights to the death as well as contests for resources. That was how they had emerged from the faceless crowd of True Breath realm cultivators to form the central forces of the Federation.

Such survivors would have honed their mind after undergoing many hardships as well as events that broadened their horizons. Their mental resilience surpassed that of a True Breath realm cultivator. Their decisiveness, as soon as they made up their minds, was something a True Breath realm cultivator couldn't compare to. Once their minds were made up, they weren't easily swayed. The level of their craftiness was also greater than that of a True Breath realm cultivator.

Wang Baole couldn't spare a moment more for thought. His eyes flashed. As soon as Zhou Fei approached, he raised his right hand and summoned his seventh-grade Dharmic Armament saber in his hand, slashing it at Zhou Fei!

He knew clearly that Zhou Fei held an understanding of his Dharmic Armament that was far greater than anyone else there. Since he dared to appear out in the open, he must have a certain degree of confidence in his chances. If Wang Baole had still maintained the level of strength and power that had allowed him to cleave a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator into two, he might not have been too bothered. However, he clearly sensed the weakening of his cultivation. It had dropped by three-tenths. His current level of cultivation was a mere seven-tenths of his full cultivation.

The only option left to him was to kill Zhou Fei quickly. His death would serve to terrorize the others. Even if they were aware of his plans, they would move with greater caution and give him more time to seek out the Mystic Trace Fog.

Wang Baole placed his full strength behind the attack. The tornado expanded outwards, and the black crocodile roared and lashed out in all directions. Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and stomped heavily on the ground with his right foot. His entire person sprang upward suddenly, like the long arc of a rainbow, surging behind the arc of his blade light towards Zhou Fei.

Zhou Fei sneered as he watched Wang Baole attack, his hands swiftly forming hand seals. A large mirror, which seemed to be crafted from Spirit Stones, appeared before him. It started giving off a bright, blinding light as soon as it appeared. It was something Zhou Fei had borrowed from someone in order to suppress Wang Baole's Dharmic Armament.

As he formed the hand seals and the mirror appeared, the blinding light of the saber came rushing towards him. Both the light from the mirror and the saber met. Everything seemed to happen at the same time. Amidst a deafening explosion, the twin lights collided.

The mirror shattered with an explosion. As it cracked and shattered into pieces, an ethereal hand reached out from within the shattering mirror and stretched towards the approaching Wang Baole. It pointed at him.

An immense energy silently unfurled in the air. It formed a binding force that cast itself over Wang Baole, who suddenly felt the sensation of sinking deep into water. He felt as if his whole body had been suddenly and tightly bound. He froze in his steps, his movements slowing down considerably.

It was as if he had frozen on the spot, unable to move and unable to fight back!

The surrounding Foundation Establishment realm cultivators witnessed the sight before them, and their eyes glimmered. They were about to dash out when Zhou Fei, with a loud burst of laughter, his spirits energized, raised his right hand and grabbed towards Wang Baole's Dharmic Armament!

The surrounding cultivators' breathing and pace quickened as Zhou Fei was about to wrap his fingers around the Dharmic Armament. However, as Wang Baole lay bound and helpless, suddenly, an icy glint flickered in the eyes hidden behind his helmet.

His devouring seed had been focused on keeping his injuries under control. His black lightning and the power of the purple sea hidden in his eye had also sunk into slumber after the events in the Coulomb Basin, without signs of awakening. They hadn't emerged even when the old woman had struck.

That didn't mean that Wang Baole had no way of activating them, however. As the fierce light in his eyes flashed, the black armor he was wearing started emitting a black light. A series of cracking, metallic sounds rang out. The exterior of Wang Baole's armor started caving inwards, and in the middle of each dent, lay a self-exploding bead. They shot out into the air instantly.

More than a hundred self-exploding beads scattered outwards from Wang Baole's armor and exploded instantly. Explosions resounded in the air, sending tremors through the ground. They were like a sudden boiling thunderstorm, their immense force sending shockwaves across the land—shaking the earth around Wang Baole, tearing the grass and leaves, and uprooting whole trees. The binding power that had trapped Wang Baole within its grasp was blown apart instantly!

Zhou Fei was alarmed. He retreated hastily, but it was too late. The icy glimmer in Wang Baole's eyes transformed into a murderous glint. He eyed the approaching Foundation Establishment realm cultivators and started chanting inwardly.

”Enlightened…” He echoed the words in his heart, and remarkable spirit energy exploded from his person. The heavens boiled, and amongst the distant stars, a faraway, ancient being seemed to be awakening. It had its gaze on them. The oppressive weight of the gaze sent shivers through the Foundation Establishment realm cultivators who had been closing in.

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