520 Breaking the Hex! (2/2)

The Dharmic treasures collided with the black light. It was as if they had turned to paper as both their cores and components were shredded into halves soundlessly. They were weak and powerless before the black light, shriveling and sliced into halves.

Fortunately, the colorful ribbon contained significant power. It spun around him and transformed into a hurricane. Wang Baole's Dharmic Armaments unleashed their power as well, forming a protective barrier against the black light. Thunderous booms resounded in the air. Finally, just as the ribbon and Dharmic Armaments could no longer withstand the attack of the black light, Wang Baole successfully dashed out of the restricted, hexed zone.

Despite his escape, the backlash from the hex was simply too powerful and violent. Blood spilled from Wang Baole's mouth. His vision turned hazy, and he stumbled after flying out from the hexed area. Then, he spat another mouthful of blood out. His grievous injuries seemed to result in a loss of control over the ribbon and his other Dharmic treasures. They fell to the ground as he staggered.

After stumbling a few steps, blood began to seep out from Wang Baole's chest. He fell sideways, to the ground. His injuries appeared very serious. He passed out.

The storage bags that he had acquired slipped from his hand after he lost consciousness and fell to the ground beside him. The black light glittered and slowly disappeared. All around him, silence descended.

It was silent for an hour. Within that hour, there was no movement or sound. There was only Wang Baole, who lay motionless and heavily injured. He was vulnerable to attacks and powerless to retaliate. Anyone with ill intent could kill him now.

The Dharmic Armaments and storage bags lying around him were enough to incite murderous intent from the greedy who wished to steal them… Perhaps luck was on Wang Baole's side, or perhaps luck was on the side of the others… No one appeared during this hour. Not even the white-robed female spirit appeared.

The hour passed, and Wang Baole's eyes suddenly opened. There was none of the haziness and confusion in his eyes that was usually present when someone just awoke. Instead, his eyes shone with a deep, unfathomable light.

Seems like there really isn't anyone around here… the female spirit really was trying to repay a favor. I put up such a convincing act that if there were really someone with ill intentions around, they would have struck. Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and climbed to his feet immediately. It seemed that his injuries had all been fake.

That had indeed been the case. Wang Baole's caution hadn't lessened because of the appearance of the mountain peak. He had been worried about traps in the area. That was why he had pretended to be injured, in order to lure anyone lying in wait out. The Dharmic Armaments lying around him might seem scattered haphazardly. However, they were Dharmic treasures he had refined with his own hands. He could unleash their power anytime anyone appeared.

I'll not waste any more time since there's no one around! At that thought, Wang Baole waved his hand and retrieved the fallen items around him. A fierce light shone in his eyes as he stared at the mountain rock. His Lightning Core erupted after a long moment. Bolts of lightning appeared in the air, and icy flames emerged from his body. There were sounds of crackling coming from his physical body as he activated its full power.

He wasn't done yet. The colorful ribbon, as well as the tri-colored sword, flew around him speedily. The power that exuded from him surpassed anything that he had shown earlier. Having prepared himself, he waited for another half an hour. Then, he flung out another ten puppets. He took a step forward and charged into the hexed area with his puppets.

He was faster this time, his speed twice that of what he had displayed previously. He exploited the second loophole and passed the protective defenses of the hex. The devouring seed inside his body activated then. With a loud, thunderous boom, the storage bags of those dozens of corpses before him flew towards him, as if suddenly snatched by numerous invisible hands!

Everything went according to his plan. If he were to leave now, he would be doing so with minimal injury. However, just as he was about to retreat, Wang Baole's eyes suddenly widened. He stared at the highest point of the mountain peak. It hadn't been clearly visible when he had been outside and separated by the hex. However, now that he was inside, he could see it clearly… a cave abode!

Inside the cave abode, a corpse dressed lavishly sat cross-legged… on his thigh, was a purple identity token!

A core disciple's identity token!