425 The Perfected Foundation Establishment Realm (2/2)

It was like a vast ocean!

Such a thick and robust wave of vitality meant that Wang Baole's healing ability would be equally astonishing, and this was only a minor breakthrough in the Foundation Establishment realm. Wang Baole's future strength and power when he reached the Core Formation realm, should he continue to practice and cultivate in this manner, would be unimaginable.

The perfected Foundation Establishment realm! Wang Baole burst out into laughter. He could feel the formation of the fourth Heavenly Thunder as well as the vast quantities of lightning bolts inside his body. He could also feel the three Dark Fires surging into life with the elevation of his cultivation, seeming to show signs of fusion.

This cheered Wang Baole up immensely. He was about to test his power and compare it with his past strength, but before he could get to his feet—a moment after he had reached a breakthrough in cultivation and just as his Dark Fires were on the verge of fusion—suddenly, alarm flashed across Wang Baole's face. He lowered his head suddenly. He could hear distant, muffled murmurs. They seemed to be coming from deep beneath him, from deep inside the Divine Armament Catacombs!

”Dark Child… Dark Child…”

This was the first time Wang Baole had heard voices from the Divine Armament Catacombs during cultivation. It was clear that he was the only one who could hear the voice as nothing had changed around him. The entire new city remained as it was.

What made Wang Baole even more certain that he was the only one who could hear this voice was the implicit beckoning that seemed to accompany the voice rising from deep underground!

It was as if there was a presence deep inside the Divine Armament Catacombs that was beckoning Wang Baole, that longed-for Wang Baole to approach!

Wang Baole's breathing grew heavier. He had previously ventured into the catacombs and had experienced a similar, indistinct feeling, but that feeling was incomparable to what he was feeling now. The voice echoed in his head, its beckoning ringing out clearly.

The voice and its beckoning didn't persist. As the churning cultivation inside Wang Baole's body settled down, and as the fusion of the Dark Fires reached a certain point and ceased, the voice gradually faded away.

However, this meant something important to Wang Baole.

Both Master Zhao's prediction and my own gut feelings are saying that the Divine Armament lying below is likely a Dark Artifact. Little Missy also said that it used to belong to her… that means, maybe… this Dark Artifact could technically be seen as mine as well? Wang Baole blinked. He thought his analysis correct and his logic impeccable.

After all, this item belonged to Little Missy, and Little Missy belonged to him. That meant that this Dark Artifact naturally belonged to him as well.

At that thought, Wang Baole was instantly tempted, but he had a feeling that dangers lurked in the Divine Armament Catacombs. Even if he had mastered the Dark Art, he shouldn't enter the catacombs carelessly. He decided to wait for the wall to be fully eroded and for the powerful cultivators of the Federation to enter the catacombs, then, he would tag along. By then, his cultivation would have reached a certain level as well. With Little Missy's help, there was a great chance of him getting ahead of the rest and stealing the Dark Artifact away without anyone's notice!

I'll take the lion's share then. They can split what remains amongst themselves. Sounds fine to me! Wang Baole thought himself rather generous. He wasn't one to monopolize everything.

He got distracted by his wonderful character for a while before taking a deep breath and standing up. With a slight sway, he dashed out. There wasn't even time for the roar of the sound barrier being broken to thunder before he stopped inches before the wall. He assessed his speed and grew excited.

Quicker by more than two times! He tightened his fists, wanting to test how much his strength had increased. However, he considered the fact that he was currently at home. He left the secret chamber and went outside. He found Chen Mu's residence in the area, which Chen Mu had never visited, and sent a punch flying out!

A loud thunder rumbled in the skies. Array formations had protected Chen Mu's residence, but one punch from Wang Baole sent most of them collapsing. The sound of the punch drew the attention of the guards in the residential area. They hurried over and were about to start their scolding when they saw that the perpetrator of the crime was their City Lord Wang Baole.

Every one of them sucked in a deep breath and hurried away. They pretended not to have seen anything and ignored Wang Baole's loud laughter ringing out in the air behind them.