696 Escape from Danger! (2/2)
It was an incomplete fist. Wang Baole stood in the center like a stubborn rock. No matter how much force the gigantic hand exerted, it couldn't crush him.
The slash from Wang Baole's Divine Armament had landed true, the damage it created further weakening the gigantic hand. The latter's form gradually blurred, growing increasingly indistinct. Regardless, it would take some time before the Divine Armament could fully pierce through the palm.
It seemed like a stalemate had been reached. Wang Baole's red face said otherwise. The sensation of being grabbed by the gigantic hand had been akin to being slammed into by a speeding cruiser. His organs were spasming, and there was a loud buzzing in his ears that was drowning out everything else.
The power that the gigantic hand was exerting on him seemed capable of crushing everything. His life wasn't going to be snuffed out like a flame. He was going to be crushed to bits and then buried alive!
His Thearch Armor was creaking under the gigantic hand's pressure. It seemed on the verge of giving out. The stores of blood and flesh that had been accumulated by the Flame Snatch were being channeled to the armor's continuous repair. Regardless, cracks continued to appear, lining the armor. His Stellar Nascent Soul was trembling, as if forced to its limits.
The fight wasn't going to boil down to strength or power, it was going to boil down to resilience. The person to outlast the other would emerge the winner!
As the two continued their fight to the death, Feng Qiuran stood a distance away. Her face was pale, and anxiety shone brightly in her eyes. She didn't join the battle immediately but was instead biding her time and awaiting the right opportunity. She knew that if she were to join the fight now, whatever aid she could provide Wang Baole against the gigantic black hand would be minimal. She knew what she had to do. If Wang Baole won the fight, she would protect him as both of them escaped the battlefield. If he lost, she was to rescue him in the nick of time!
That was the contingency plan that Wang Baole had shared during his voice transmission!
Moments trickled by. The gigantic black hand continued to tighten itself into a fist. It seemed to be gradually gaining the upper hand. Wang Baole appeared to be losing the fight against the increasing pressure. The Thearch Armor began to creak loudly. The surrounding Dao Palace cultivators grew alert and tense, whereas Feng Qiuran was wrecked by anxiety. She could no longer wait by the sidelines. She was prepared to rush forward and help Wang Baole. To hell with the consequences.
Then, something that resembled the sound of the universe ripping itself apart came screaming from distant space. It materialized into countless waves of energy that rippled outward. In an instant, a vast fleet of Federation battleships appeared in the wake of the energy ripples. They had made use of the Solar System Array Formation, teleporting through the abyss, leaping through space, and arriving at the battlefield!
Layers of array formations flared up and gathered upon their landing. The light of spells swept outwards like a furious flood and rained down on the battlefield like a relentless storm. Alarm flashed across the Dao Palace cultivators' faces as they hurriedly evaded the attacks and mounted a hasty defense. A voice, augmented spiritually, boomed from within the Federation battleships and thundered across space.
\”Do not fear, Qiuran. I'm here to save you!\”
More than a hundred large spheres of light flared up inside the Federation battleships as soon as Li Xingwen's voice rang out. Inside each sphere of light was a strange crystalline stone that emanated incredible power!
Another ten spheres of red light flared into being, capturing the attention of everyone on the battlefield!
These stones… were the Federation's trump card—the Anti-Spirit Bomb. The blue-colored bombs rivaled a Nascent Soul realm cultivator's power, while the red-colored bombs were a recent upgrade. Due to certain restrictions, the latter couldn't be manufactured on a large scale. Regardless, any of the second-generation Anti-Spirit Bombs was more powerful than a Nascent Soul realm cultivator. Its power could match a Soul Conduit realm cultivator!
There were fewer of these second-generation Anti-Spirit Bombs. Only those with the highest access rights could deploy them. Li Xingwen had brought nearly half of all existing second-generation bombs with him. He had seen the danger Wang Baole had been in and deployed all of them without hesitation.
The hundred spheres of light rushed towards the gigantic black hand instantly, approaching and blasting the latter with relentless force!
The gigantic black hand was a force to be reckoned with. Regardless, it had been weakened earlier by Wang Baole's demonic eyes and his subsequent attacks at full force. It was to the point where its materialized form was blurring and growing indistinct. Trapped in a corner, it was unable to avoid the Anti-Spirit Bombs. It suffered a frontal assault from the hundred bombs. The blue-colored bombs were still manageable, but the combined explosion of the red-colored bombs managed to reach the hand's core!
Feng Qiuran's eyes flashed as she spotted an opportunity to attack. She unleashed her artifacts and her mystic techniques relentlessly. The attacks from the outside helped ease the pressure on Wang Baole. The tide gradually turned to his favor.
\”Now!\” An exhausted Wang Baole roared. The near-withered Stellar Nascent Soul inside him suddenly opened its eyes. It released the last of its energy, which darted into Wang Baole's Divine Armament. Wang Baole was transformed into a shooting star, the Divine Armament the tip of his blade as he surged forward in a sudden charge!
He rushed forward with the force of floodwater bursting a dam open. The gigantic black hand could no longer hold its form. It shuddered, then began to break apart. Wang Baole's Divine Armament pierced clean through the back of the hand, resulting in the hand's explosion!
Violent shock waves surged outwards with the force of a tsunami. Wang Baole darted out from the disintegrating black hand, freed at last!