280 Snatching Food From a Tigers Mouth! (1/2)
The expression on the tree-turned-man darkened as the Galactic Dusk Sect Lord spoke. His stare at the latter also grew more piercing.
The Galactic Dusk Sect Lord narrowed his eyes, and his smile widened. He seemed confident of his victory.
”I know Duan Muque and his methods. He likes his backup plans. The first is the mysterious way he's exerted his control over you. As for the second, I can vaguely guess it as well…”
”It must be… the Night Immortal King!” The Galactic Dusk Sect Lord burst out into laughter. He raised his right hand suddenly. Within his palm was a ball of mist!
It was a rainbow-colored mist. As soon as it appeared, it transformed into seven differently-colored dragon heads. They looked almost like the real thing. They roared endlessly as they surged outwards.
As soon as they spread out, a startling Spirit Qi that threatened to overpower everyone erupted and rose in the air. Its power surpassed Wang Baole's seventh-grade Dharmic Armament by leagues. There was, in fact, no basis for comparison. It was like a tiny firefly competing against the luminous moon!
A ninth-grade Dharmic Armament! The tree-turned-man in black robes was taken aback. His pupils contracted into pinpricks. He experienced panic for the first time. Every word that fell from the Galactic Dusk Sect Lord's lips was more powerful than a prophet's. The Sect Lord was slowly but surely revealing all his innermost thoughts as if he could see through him!
”Fellow Daoist Osmanthus, I'm not sure what you're afraid of. Is it the destruction of your parent tree, or the Night Immortal King's awakening? Or perhaps, there is a connection between the two. Once the Night Immortal King awakens, your parent tree will be inevitably destroyed… this must be why Duan Muque wasn't worried when he let you in, and why he is confident of steering the events towards his desired outcome!
”I can do both! That's why I'm changing my conditions now. I'll claim two-tenths of the fruit on behalf of the Five Generation Sky Clan and a half for myself. You can take it or leave it… but know that I will destroy my own Dharmic Armament in order to destroy your parent tree and awaken the ancient corpse. Calamity will fall upon this land. No one will get to have the fruit then!”
A sullen gloom fell over the face of the tree-turned-man. He rapidly weighed his options. It was as the other had said. Despite him working with Duan Muque, and despite Duan Muque's limited control over him, he remained ambitious and didn't wish to be constrained. He had planned to go along with Duan Muque's plans and use them to his advantage to become a Nascent Soul.
That was why he hadn't followed the plan to activate the array formation to allow those outside to enter the Mystic Luna Realm. However, the Galactic Dusk Sect Lord had pointed out something of utmost importance, and that was Duan Muque's backup plan.
It was something that the black-robed man was terrified of. Once the Night Immortal King awakened, he would start absorbing the vitality of the parent tree instinctively. Everything would be ruined then!
As the black-robed man fell into deep thought, Wang Baole's mind was wavering. He had been shocked by the ninth-grade Dharmic Armament, the various conspiracies and counter-conspiracies that had bubbled up, and by the giant fruit. He held his breath as a myriad of mixed emotions flashed across his eyes. There seemed to be a struggle taking place within him. He soon made up his mind. Instead of retreating, he raced towards the cavern where the crowd was gathered.
As he charged forward, he took out half of all the Mystic Trace Beads he had on him as well as seven to eight puppets. He got the puppets to hold onto the beads and race ahead of him!
Fortune favors the bold. I'm blessed with great looks and a good character. I'll bet on those!
As Wang Baole approached rapidly, the tree-turned-man remained silent. After the span of a few breaths, he sighed inwardly and made his choice.
”You'll be taking away seven-tenths of the entire fruit. I'll be left with less than what Duan Muque promised me… after all, there are three of us here, the Five Generation Sky Clan, you and me. We're not going to get a large part of the fruit after dividing it amongst us three.”
”I'm only agreeable to splitting half of the fruit with you…” The black-robed man said firmly. As he spoke, he glanced towards the entrance to the cavern, as if he had noticed something. He didn't pay it further attention.
The others seemed to have sensed something as well. However, as Core Formation realm cultivators, they wouldn't pay any attention to the appearance of a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator. One of the elders from the Five Generation Sky Clan, who had been going on a rollercoaster ride of emotions, didn't spare a further thought before he raised his right hand and sent an attack towards the entrance!
A giant handprint materialized in the air and surged towards the entrance. It looked as if it was going to smack the hell out of the insolent trespasser.
As soon as the giant handprint appeared and blasted towards the entrance, suddenly, the three elders from the Galactic Dusk Sect who had summoned their Sect Lord sensed something and seemed to come to a certain realization. Looks of alarm flashed across their faces. They were about to say something, but it was too late…
They could only watch as seven to eight figures dashed out from the entrance and collided with the incoming handprint. Everything happened too quickly. The seven to eight figures disintegrated in a deafening explosion. As they shattered into dust, the hundreds of Mystic Trace Beads they were carrying… exploded at the same time!
The thundering booms of the explosions resounded all around in the cavern, stirring deafening reverberations as well as summoning vast clouds of mist. The mist erupted and rapidly blanketed the entire area!
The three elders from the Five Generation Sky Clan were the first to be caught in the blast. The mist instantly enveloped them. The other three from the Galactic Dusk Sect retreated hastily but were still a step too late. The mist enveloped them in the next instant.