649 Battle Robes! (1/2)

It didn't contain the presence of a Divine Armament. It was a mere finger emanating waves of energy that almost stopped Wang Baole's breathing. It was as if a single touch from the broken finger could turn him into dust!

Wang Baole's heart raced as worry gripped him. He sat there, deep in thought, a dark look in his eyes. He was prepared to open another hole and release his avatar.

The avatar started running as soon as it entered the pillar. It didn't descend as its previous forms had, but ran upwards. It tried its best to keep to the center of the pillar while bathed in purple fluids. It created a centrifugal force, and purple fluids began to splash outwards.

The commotion quickly attracted those terrifying entities resting inside the pillar. A dozen golden beams charged towards the puppet.

They're not as reactive as I expected… Wang Baole narrowed his eyes as he thought. The approaching golden beams that locked onto Wang Baole's avatar reached the latter and pierced through its body instantly. Wang Baole was able to identify the beams with the help of the avatar before it was completely destroyed. They were all broken limbs and body parts!

They were all, without exception, golden!

They didn't all originate from the same body. The beams of golden light were able to leave after destroying Wang Baole's avatar. Wang Baole had been ready for this though and released another avatar into the pillar again without hesitation.

”Let's try again and test their reaction time!” Wang Baole muttered to himself, then focused on his avatar.

As soon as his avatar sneaked into the pillar, it unleashed a sudden burst of speed and started running upwards. It attempted to create a greater commotion while keeping itself in the center of the pillar. It didn't take long… before this avatar was destroyed as well.

The golden limbs have no mind of their own. They're attacking based on instinct… even though they're powerful, they can be exploited. After some thought, Wang Baole continued his attempts without stopping.

He continued trying. Once, twice, thrice… seven, eight, nine times… he had to consume multiple pills in order to keep up with the rate his cultivation was being expended. He released numerous avatars without rest. They were like a sacrificial tribute, racing to their deaths.

His avatars had become bait, attacking the same spot and luring his prey into gathering together in one place!

The purposeful luring got many more of those golden entities surging in from all directions. This went on for a long while, and a pale-faced Wang Baole witnessed his avatar destroyed yet another time. It was as if his body was being hollowed out. He released yet another avatar and, with a wave of his hand, summoned a flying sword and hid it inside the avatar. When the avatar entered the pillar this time, it didn't race upwards. Instead, it charged downwards in the opposite direction!

It swiftly raced past the deepest part past avatars had reached. The golden entities had been gathered in the upper part of the pillar. That meant that the avatar had an easier time as it charged down the pillar.

The avatar went past the second level and arrived at an unknown area before the broken, golden body parts managed to realize what was going on!

Wang Baole thought he saw something shining outside the pillar. Before he had time to examine it further, broken golden body parts came racing towards him in the purple fluid. Just as they were about to swarm his avatar and destroy it yet again, his avatar opened its mouth, and out flew a red flying sword!

It was the most powerful of the tri-colored flying swords, which rivaled a ninth-grade Dharmic Armament, that Wang Baole had.

His avatar gave the sword a boost. Bolts of lightning appeared around the sword as it unleashed an incredible speed and power, charging at the walls of the pillar. The walls might be sturdy and might heal fast, but the attack still managed to create a tiny opening in the pillar!

The opening was no wider than an inch. It was barely a cut to such an enormous pillar. No man or puppet could have slipped through the opening, but the avatar was formed from lightning. It followed the sword, transformed itself into a bolt of lightning, and snaked through the opening within the blink of an eye!

The red flying sword couldn't do that as easily though. The opening sealed up immediately after Wang Baole's avatar escaped, and the sword was left trapped inside the pillar.

Wang Baole ached for the loss of his sword, but this was no time for mourning. His avatar stood outside the pillar and surveyed its surroundings.