708 A Grand Entrance! (2/2)
Wang Baole continued to crush lotus seeds to perpetuate his control over the Night Immortal King. The latter spread his arms wide, instinctively sweeping his arms through the cosmos. Each sweep of his arm sent a hurricane spiraling through space, destroying everything in the vicinity. Wang Baole leaped up and rushed towards the five Never-Ending Clan Soul Conduit realm cultivators whom Feng Qiuran's avatars had been keeping busy. He wasn't greedy, he only targeted the three nearest to him.
His avatar split from his form and walked away. It didn't charge into the fray. Instead, it remained perched on the Night Immortal King's shoulder!
Wang Baole's arrival was like a nightmare to the Never-Ending Clan Soul Conduit realm cultivators. They had heard of what had happened in the previous battle with Wang Baole, including the bizarre mystic art he had unleashed with the black demonic eye that had hovered at his back. It had been the cause of dozens of Soul Conduit realm cultivators' deaths!
As soon as they saw Wang Baole appear, these Soul Conduit realm cultivators began to retreat and attempted to stay away from Wang Baole.
\”Elder Qiuran!\” Wang Baole roared as his enemies made an attempt at retreat. A black demonic eye materialized behind him and opened!
Feng Qiuran and Wang Baole had fought together numerous times. The former immediately steered her avatars forcefully into the paths of the retreating Soul Conduit realm cultivators, risking everything to keep them in place. What awaited them then would be… their worst nightmare!
Thunder boomed in the cosmos. The dark demonic eye opened, and a strange power surged from the open eye. Wang Baole attacked without hesitation, killing one Soul Conduit realm cultivator instantly. Feng Qiuran seized the opportunity and, together with Wang Baole, managed to kill another Soul Conduit realm cultivator and injure the third!
The last Soul Conduit realm cultivator was lucky enough to escape with his life. He was also the sole surviving Soul Conduit realm cultivator who had escaped with his life intact in his last battle with Wang Baole. It was this instinctive fear of Wang Baole that had made him draw back immediately upon Wang Baole's arrival on the battlefield. That had been what had saved his life.
Within the blink of an eye—following Wang Baole's sudden arrival, the million crimson blasts erupting from the lunar stronghold, and the terrifying roars of the Night Immortal King erupting in the cosmos—the Venusian battlefield had descended into complete chaos!
Every Federation cultivator who witnessed the sight was shocked. Some couldn't control their excitement and cried out, saying, \”It's Wang Baole! It's the Night Immortal King!\”
Compared to the name \”Chen Mofeng\”, which was unfamiliar to many in the Federation, the Night Immortal King was a familiar name to all Federation cultivators. Ordinary citizens might not know much about the Night Immortal King, but any Federation cultivator would have heard about the legend of the Night Immortal King!
And now… they were witnessing the true form of the fully awakened Night Immortal King. They also saw Wang Baole's true power. Both were a shock to the Federation cultivators. Even Li Xingwen and Duan Muque were reeling. Mie Liezi was equally affected, shuddering momentarily. The Night Immortal King's appearance seemed to have stirred something in him. Memories seemed to be shifting inside his head. His eyes glimmered, as if he were struggling with his own mind.
His charge towards the third line of defense seemed considerably slower. That cost him the element of surprise and lost him his prior advantage of speed. Li Xingwen intercepted him with his team before he could reach the third line of defense.
Of course… everyone's attention was captured by the moon and the Night Immortal King's arrival, as well as Wang Baole's powerful attacks. As their minds reeled from shock, no one noticed Li Wuchen, who was part of the rescue teams on the battlefield. They didn't see the look of confusion on Li Wuchen's face when he saw the Night Immortal King.
This wasn't his first time seeing the Night Immortal King, but it was the first time strange images had surfaced in his mind upon the sight of the giant. He didn't know the cause behind that, he only felt a strange and near-imperceptible sense of familiarity as he gazed at the Night Immortal King.
Before Li Wuchen could examine the sudden surge of images in his head and the unexpected feeling of familiarity, an emotionless snort thundered across the cosmos, descending upon the battlefield like the voice of a god. A black light appeared out of nowhere and shot across space, traversing the vast starlit battlefield and heading straight for Wang Baole!
It was extremely fast, like an arrow piercing through space itself and leaving waves of spirit energy rippling in its wake. The ripples of spirit energy rushed outward, draining any ordinary cultivator that was unfortunate enough to come into contact with it and destroying said cultivator completely, in both body and soul!
Wang Baole's pupils contracted. He didn't hesitate in the face of sudden danger, switching places with his avatar immediately. He reappeared on the moon, sitting cross-legged on the Night Immortal King's shoulder. The green lotus inside his devouring seed swayed fiercely, and Wang Baole crushed another five lotus seeds and strengthened his command over the Night Immortal King!
Wang Baole knew that he had to awaken and keep the Night Immortal King's true soul awake. His true power would remain in slumber otherwise, under the reins of the newborn zombie soul. Wang Baole knew that the Night Immortal King's true power wasn't in his Soul Conduit realm cultivation but in his endless strength and powerful physical body!
The Night Immortal King trembled when the five lotus seeds were smashed to dust. The red glow in his eyes intensified, brightening like two stars. He raised his head up and roared. Then, he raised his right hand, tightened it into a fist, and sent a powerful punch flying towards the approaching black light!