277 Kill Zhou Fei! (1/2)

Wherever the light of the blade passed, death followed!

According to what Little Missy in the black mask had said, the scripture's power was only meant to scare others, but Wang Baole was applying new uses to the scripture. He was using the sudden surge of awesome power to create an overpowering presence that would instill fear and awe in others and destabilize their aura.

As a result… his approach was like the descent of theDeath. In his wake, he left cries of pain, the eruptions of Mystic Trace Beads and the never-ending sounds of explosions reverberating in the air. Wang Baole and the other group of cultivators separated with a sudden explosion. The ground was littered with a dozen corpses.

The rest were also injured. Three late-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivators had vanished within the Mystic Trace Fog, and the remaining cultivators retreated hurriedly. When they looked at Wang Baole, it was with terror in their eyes.

Wang Baole was panting lightly, and his eyes shone brightly. He had roughly assessed his combat abilities after engaging the other group in direct battle. He flung out the Mystic Trace Beads decisively and sent the third batch of late-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivators away while killing a handful of cultivators.

I can hold my own against a late-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivator! Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. He ignored the cultivators who had been scared out of their wits and were hastily retreating away from him. Instead, he turned towards the shocked Zhou Fei standing a distance away. His face split into a wide grin.

”Zhou Fei, it's been a while.” Wang Baole strolled towards Zhou Fei as he spoke. Zhou Fei's face was pale. He hurriedly fell back, yelling in panic.

”Everyone, let's attack together. Once he breaks into the crater, he'll ruin our clan's plans. We'll all have to suffer the consequences!”

Everyone hesitated when they heard his words. Since Wang Baole had appeared, the extent of his battle prowess and his brutality that he had displayed within the short span of time had sent them reeling back in shock.

He had killed both early-stage and mid-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivators easily. Even when they had attacked in a group, the outcome had remained unchanged. Only late-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivators posed a semblance of a threat to him. However, he had the bizarre ability to teleport them away.

With such means, Wang Baole had become invincible in the entire Mystic Luna Realm!

While the others remained rooted in indecision after Zhou Fei yelled at them, Wang Baole moved immediately. With a sudden burst of speed, he left a blurry silhouette of himself where he had stood. Zhou Fei's scalp prickled with numbness, and he watched in horror as Wang Baole appeared before him the next moment.

”Wang Baole, wait, listen to me. I…” Zhou Fei's heart beat rapidly. He started pleading. Wang Baole ignored his plea and waved his right hand suddenly. The saber gleamed with a violent brilliance. Cries of pain and fear escaped from Zhou Fei's lips. His right arm was sliced right off, and as soon as it separated from his body, it exploded!

All blood drained from Zhou Fei's face as he tried to escape with his bloodied, mutilated body. Despair and helplessness filled his eyes, and a hateful vengeance boiled and erupted inside him. Yet, it fell apart before Wang Baole. As soon as he took a step back, the violence in Wang Baole's eyes flashed. Wang Baole's icy voice drifted past Zhou Fei's ear.

”An arm… is the price you pay for hunting me relentlessly…”

”Another arm… to reward you for your persistence in joining the Galactic Dusk Sect in hunting me…” As soon as Wang Baole spoke those words, another scream escaped from Zhou Fei. His other arm had been chopped off by Wang Baole's saber. It exploded instantly!

”That's not the end yet. Next is your leg… that's for lusting after the Dharmic Armament!” Wang Baole said casually as he circled Zhou Fei. His hand rose, the blade fell, and he sliced off Zhou Fei's right leg!

The scent of blood was heavy in the air. With a heavy thud, Zhou Fei fell to the ground. With the loss of both arms and a leg, he had no means to escape. His hair spread loosely around him, he trembled and screamed, and terror and utter despair colored his eyes.

The cultivators around them gasped as they witnessed the scene. Nearly all the True Breath realm cultivators fell back immediately. Wang Baole was like a demon in their eyes.

The Foundation Establishment realm cultivators reeled back in shock as well. There were seven to eight amongst them whose eyes flashed. They didn't stop Wang Baole…

”Then your other leg, because…” Wang Baole stared at Zhou Fei. At a sudden loss for words, he simply chopped off the last limb.

”Because I just hate your guts!” Wang Baole said. Zhou Fei widened his eyes and stared as the final blade fell on his head and sliced clean through him. He died instantly!

Upon Zhou Fei's death, the seven to eight Foundation Establishment realm cultivators, whose eyes had flashed earlier, suddenly formed hand seals and pointed towards his corpse.