443 Little Missy, Quick, Open the Door! (2/2)

This might expose the fact that the Dark Artifact belonged to Little Missy, but at such a moment of life-and-death, Wang Baole simply couldn't be bothered any longer with such details. Him controlling the shattered armor pieces to go in one direction still exposed his inner thoughts though. If he had been faced with someone with slower reflexes, his thoughts might not have been revealed, but these three extraterrestrial cultivators were space travelers. To be able to travel through space showed that they weren't fools. They had seen much and had experienced much.

As a result, as soon as Wang Baole approached the end of the catacombs, the square-faced cultivator who had been trying to control the shattered armor pieces eyed Wang Baole's startling speed. His eyes flashed, and he suddenly shouted.

”Leader, I can't hold them back any longer. They'll find out we're here, it's unavoidable. There's no point going after this guy. We have to leave immediately. But before we leave, we should wipe out the city above and refine their flesh and blood into our energy source!”

The centipede-faced cultivator was trying to control the seventh-grade Dharmic Armament, but an imperceptible flicker flashed in his eyes. He didn't hesitate and nodded immediately.

”Damn it. We've wasted too much time… Fine, let's go!”

As the trio spoke, they withdrew their cultivation, which they had been expending to keep the self-destructing artifacts under control. They appeared to have given up on pursuing Wang Baole and were about to leave and charge out of the catacombs!

Wang Baole shuddered. Fear and panic flooded his heart, but he narrowed his eyes and didn't stop. Instead, he took a deep breath and appeared to unleash the full extent of his potential as his speed increased. He smirked and laughed aloud.

”Be my guest! You're all fools and sons of me, Zhuo Yixian, if you don't do that. I've stopped resorting to such tricks since, I, Zhuo Yixian, was three years old. What a joke. Why do I care if they live or die?” He stuck his right hand behind him and showed them the finger and the full extent of his scorn.

He seemed to feel that it wasn't enough. Wang Baole gritted his teeth and pulled out the last dozen or so Dharmic Artifacts from his storage bracelet, throwing them all out as well. He activated their self-destruction mechanism.

”Come on, you can call yourselves my grandsons, the grandsons of Zhuo Yixian, if you try and stop them from self-destructing!”

The trio heard what he said and saw what he did. There was an ugly look on their faces. They might not understand exactly what that gesture meant, but they could guess that it didn't mean anything good. They also felt there seemed to be some gaps in logic in their earlier thought process. If they were in Wang Baole's position, given the choice of dying or sacrificing an entire city in order to save themselves, they would choose the latter without batting an eye.

They gritted their teeth and once again stepped forward to hold back the self-destructing artifacts. The square-faced cultivator, especially, was fuming with embarrassment. He hurriedly tried to hold back the dozen or so Dharmic Artifacts that Wang Baole had thrown out.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please clickfor visiting.

However, the space they were in wasn't that big. Wang Baole had thrown out too many Dharmic Artifacts, and a few simply exploded in a loud boom.

The explosion sent the trio reeling, and Wang Baole himself was scared out of his wits as well.

Shit… I've overdone it!

Seeing how the explosion was going to trigger a chain reaction, the square-faced cultivator roared. He smacked his forehead, causing the red line on his forehead to split apart. A red glow erupted instantly, blanketing the self-destructing Dharmic Artifacts and controlling their explosions. It was like a scorching fire that melted the artifacts instantly.

This accident cleared all doubts and suspicions from the trio's minds. They were certain that Wang Baole didn't care about the fate of the city above them. It seemed a reasonable conclusion.

As they focused on holding back the self-destructing artifacts, Wang Baole let loose a breath of relief secretly. He continued to widen the distance between them as he quickly approached the deep end of the catacombs, where the wall stood.

He stared at what seemed like towering ice, what had blocked the entire Federation from advancing and what had made them resort to building an entire city and an array formation in order to wear it down. Panic and anxiety appeared in Wang Baole's eyes. He howled in his mind.

”Little Missy, quick, open the door! It's life or death here!”

Little Missy was silent. She seemed to have gritted her teeth, and her voice was tinged with embarrassment as she spoke softly.

”Baole, listen to me. Actually…”