445 Ism Going to Kill This Zhuo Yixian! (2/2)

The path began from the island of bones, where Wang Baole stood. Most importantly, it went deep into the unknown depths of the Spirit Sea!

The series of transformation shocked the three extraterrestrial cultivators in the air to the core. They stared at Wang Baole immediately, a strange light shining in their eyes. There was no doubt that Wang Baole had surprised and shocked them repeatedly. This was beyond anything they had encountered before.

”We can't let him enter!” They panicked immediately, and their cultivation erupted in a mad frenzy. The centipede-faced cultivator released his centipede from his person. It expanded and grew in a blink of an eye, growing to the length of a hundred yards. It was a terrifying sight. The centipede roared and charged at the Spirit Sea. It appeared to be overpowering the souls, which allowed the trio to dash out.

The square-faced cultivator unleashed his killer attack as well. His hands pressed together in a series of hand seals, and a fire bull appeared behind him. It roared at the skies and appeared to step out of the illusion that had conjured it, assuming a real form. With fire under its hooves, it dashed out in a mad stampede.

As for the final cultivator, an eye appeared behind his back. It seemed to contain an endless abyss, and a single look would strike terror into one's heart.

Wang Baole watched as the three cultivators' cultivation erupted and their aura strengthened and intensified. Even the Spirit Sea seemed like it was going to be overpowered. They seemed like they might fight their way out of the ocean at any time. Wang Baole's breathing quickened. He gritted his teeth, and with a single step, he stepped onto the path that the Spirit Sea had created for him—heading swiftly into the ocean.

”Damn it!” The leader of the trio, the one who had released the centipede, knew that there must be some incredible secret that Wang Baole was hiding. He wasn't going to let Wang Baole escape. He gritted his teeth. His right hand formed a series of hand seals, and his ring finger immediately exploded!

With its explosion, a dozen fearsome lizard-like figures appeared. They started howling. The leader of the trio shoved down the ache he was feeling in his heart and said suddenly.

”I'm going to kill this Zhuo Yixian!”

As soon as he spoke, the dozen lizard-like fearsome figures howled and dashed towards the ocean of seals. Any souls that tried to stop them were knocked away. They went after Wang Baole relentlessly.

Each one of those lizard-like forms would rival a cultivator at the perfected Foundation Establishment realm. In fact, many of them were only a mere step away from the Core Formation realm!

Zhuo Yixian, I'm going to earn back the full compensation from you! The centipede-faced cultivator clenched his teeth. He had spent a great deal of effort collecting the lizards that he had been rearing in his ring. The beasts were a counter to aggressive souls, and they were rare. He had used his own secret mystic art and reared them for more than thirty years. They had grown to their current cultivation after so much hard work. He had wanted to rear them for another ten years or so, which was when they would reach the Core Formation realm. His efforts would then pay off as they would become a valuable asset for his deployment then.

Any single one of these lizards could become his clone. As a result, he appeared to possess many scapegoats that could die in his stead!

But now, in order to capture Wang Baole, he had to cease this rearing. This meant that whatever efforts he had put in would all be for nothing, and he would need to start all over again.

The results of his efforts were without doubt spectacular. As the trio tried to overpower the Spirit Sea, these dozen lizards dashed forward in a sudden burst of speed. They slammed and shattered a large number of souls surging forward to meet them. They followed the small path and chased after Wang Baole.

Their bodies were immensely strange and peculiar. They seemed weightless and hovered between the realm of reality and illusion. Their speed also surpassed the limits of a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator, and they left afterimages of themselves as they raced forward. An observer wouldn't have been able to distinguish the dozen lizards. They would have been deceived by their afterimages and instead seen hundreds and thousands of lizards!

They would leap into the air and seemingly teleport. Such a relentless pursuit made Wang Baole's face grow dark. He didn't know how far this path would take him, but he knew that if he did nothing to stop them, they would eventually catch up to him.

Curse you… you're all out to bully me, aren't you? I may not be able to fight a Nascent Soul, but you think you slimy crawly creatures can simply push me around? Violence shone in Wang Baole's eyes. He had had enough. He shouted and raised his right hand, and with a sudden sweep, a giant red megaphone appeared. It exuded the strong aura of a Dharmic Armament. It appeared in his hand.

”Scram!”