693 The Demonic Eyes Explode (2/2)
The awe she felt was not towards Wang Baole, it was towards the black eyes guarding his back. They exuded absolute evil—a malice that made everything around them pale in comparison!
Having devoured the second Never-Ending Clan cultivator, Wang Baole seemed to exhibit no distinct changes. He seemed as he always was. However, he could feel distinctly inside himself a consciousness that seemed to have formed from the Demonic Eye Art. It was growing swiftly as he killed. It seemed that the more he killed, the stronger and more powerful it became.
That's quite strange. No one mentioned this in the books that I've read in the Dark Dream, about the Demonic Eye Art developing a mind of its own. Wang Baole shook his head. He had no time to think about that now. The Demonic Eye Art developing a mind of its own posed a danger, but the Never-Ending Clan cultivators before him now were an immediate threat.
What's the point of worrying about the future if you can't even survive the present? Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, an icy flint flashing within. He took a step forward and raced straight towards the third Never-Ending Clan Soul Conduit realm cultivator, who was currently surrounded and trapped by souls.
Only mere moments had passed since Wang Baole had devoured the first Never-Ending Clan cultivator, with a brief interruption when Wang Baole thought about the potential threat presented by the Demonic Eye Art—one that no one else was privy to. He was approaching his third Never-Ending Clan cultivator now. The latter howled furiously, the terror flooding his mind threatening to cause his complete mental breakdown.
He knew that he wasn't Wang Baole's match. He watched as the black eyes that appeared to embody the power of the Dharmic Dao itself approach. He knew that he was going to end up like his fellow dead comrades—not merely destroyed in body and spirit but consumed entirely!
Compared to the latter, the former seemed infinitely comparable, especially when death was inevitable. The third Never-Ending Clan cultivator laughed madly, a crazed look bright in his eyes. Just as Wang Baole came near, he blew up. His Dao Palace host body was torn apart, revealing the true three-headed, six-armed form of an Never-Ending Clan member.
\”I'm the only one who gets to decide my own death!\” A self-destructive power filled his newly revealed form and activated instantly.
Just as the self-destructive force expanded outwards and began to rip his body apart… the three black eyes behind Wang Baole opened. Wang Baole's will echoed in the air and in the mind of the Soul Conduit realm cultivator, whose soul was already in the midst of disintegration.
\”You're wrong.\”
Those were the last words the Never-Ending Clan cultivator heard. The waves of self-destructive energy came to a standstill in the next moment, as if frozen immobile by a seemingly tangible gaze. Wang Baole stepped past the Never-Ending Clan cultivator, pulling along with him the mutilated flesh and blood body as well as a partially destroyed soul.
The three black eyes behind Wang Baole fluttered shut. Quiet momentarily descended. It was then that a fourth eye appeared behind him!
A furious roar erupted in the heavens instantly.
\”Wang Baole!\” It was a familiar voice. It was Daoist You Ran. Wang Baole had acted swiftly, but his extermination of the three Soul Conduit realm cultivators had still been discovered by Daoist You Ran. Furious but unable to leave the battleship, Daoist You Ran nevertheless chose to attack!
His attack didn't come from himself but through… the fearsome Never-Ending Clan battleship!
His furious roar thundered in space, followed by a red beam of light, ten thousand feet wide, blasted from Mercury. It shot through space, blasting numerous black holes in its wake, and appeared next to Wang Baole and Feng Qiuran in an instant!
It was swift and powerful, its speed and power as pure as light itself and equally blinding. It exuded destruction and power that almost rivaled one at the perfected Soul Conduit realm, threatening to overpower them instantly!
The sudden arrival of the immense threat didn't cause Wang Baole to lose his calm. Without hesitation, he turned, his eyes bright with madness, and pressed his hands together in a series of hand seals. Then, he turned his hands outwards, towards the approaching beam of light and its waves of spirit energy, which were rippling outward and burning his hair.
\”Demonic eyes, explode!\”