615 Weak! (1/2)
Sun Hai didn't expect Wang Baole would dare attack him. He was a Nascent Soul realm cultivator. Even though Wang Baole might have unleashed power that could rival someone at the Nascent Soul realm during his trial, a Core Formation realm cultivator… was still a Core Formation realm cultivator. Regardless of how much he had advanced in cultivation, he wouldn't be a match for Sun Hai as long as he wasn't at the Nascent Soul realm!
”Wang Baole, you're tempting fate!” Sun Hai laughed furiously. He formed a series of hand seals with his right hand then flung it forward. A black octopus appeared. It spat a cloud of black mist in Wang Baole's face as its tentacles shot out towards Wang Baole.
This was no mere octopus. It might be an illusion, but the power that it exuded could rival a Nascent Soul realm cultivator. Even though it might not be the match of a true Nascent Soul realm cultivator, it still surpassed a typical perfected Core Formation realm cultivator. If its opponent had been any other ordinary Core Formation realm cultivator, this single attack would have ended the fight!
There was also the force of Sun Hai's cultivation distorting the surrounding space. It was as if a mysterious power had descended. Anyone whose cultivation wasn't as powerful as Sun Hai's would tremble under the weight of his cultivation!
Everything happened within the blink of an eye. The attack was unleashed as soon as Wang Baole approached. That wasn't the end of Sun Hai's attack. He had every intention of letting Wang Baole know the unbearable price of lashing out at a Nascent Soul realm cultivator!
Destroying your cultivation is punishment enough! A murderous glint flashed across Sun Hai's eyes. His cultivation began to churn, and cultivation belonging to someone at the Nascent Soul realm rumbled as it erupted. His hands came together to form a series of hand seals, then flung apart and swept all around him!
Vast amounts of seawater appeared out of thin air and surrounded them. They covered the skies and the lands, forming gigantic waves that rushed towards Wang Baole, threatening to pull him under!
”A mere Core Formation realm cultivator. See this? This is the power of someone at the Nascent Soul realm!” Sun Hai's voice thundered. It filled the emptiness. It was as if Sun Hai had become a god. He had transformed into a furious ocean and was about to crush Wang Baole.
The Core Formation realm cultivators around them watched on excitedly. They stared unblinkingly at the scene before them, regret shining in the eyes of most of them. It was clear that to them, Wang Baole… was a dead man walking.
Sect Lord Xu was frantic. He wanted to help, but the force of a Nascent Soul realm cultivation slowed down his own cultivation. His help would arrive late.
It appeared as if nothing could stop Sun Hai. It was then that shock flashed across Sun Hai's face. Wang Baole, who had been trapped by the octopus and the sea of fury, unleashed an incredible aura!
Blood-colored meridians and slivers of white extended outwards. It took but the blink of an eye for the Thearch Armor to encase Wang Baole. The red meridians and white slivers of bone gave him a fearsome appearance that shocked everyone. Wang Baole disregarded the octopus' approaching black mist and tentacles. Raising his right hand, he grabbed the octopus!
Wang Baole paid no heed to the desperate whipping of tentacles. There was no expression on his face as he tightened his fist. The octopus wailed and was instantly crushed. It burst into mist, then dissipated.
The entire fight seemed like a cakewalk. The octopus appeared weak, like paper that Wang Baole easily crushed. He lifted his head and stared at the stunned Sun Hai as an aura rivaling Sun Hai's erupted from his Thearch Armor!
It clashed with the suppressive force from Sun Hai's cultivation in an invisible battle.
The battle sparked a series of thunderous explosions. It was as if two invisible giants were battling it out. As Wang Baole unleashed his power, Sun Hai's breathing quickened. The latter tried to recover from his shock. Murder flashed in his eyes. His hands formed a flurry of hand seals. The seawater around them gathered rapidly and surrounded them, forming a statue that towered hundreds of feet tall!
The statue was the likeness of Sun Hai. Once again, it tried to exert force over Wang Baole.
Wang Baole shook his head slightly. The expression on his Thearch Armor was that of slight disappointment. As the statue approached, he took a step forward, lifted his right fist, and sent a punch flying!