766 The Divine Sovereign Justice Sect! (2/2)

This is… Seeing the strangeness of the face, an answer immediately appeared in Wang Baole's mind. Not waiting for the answer to become completely clear, the face in the heavens glowed as it rapidly shrunk. In the end, it completely shrunk and became a set of armor and a silhouette wearing it!

A head of black hair that fluttered in the wind, an appearance as delicate as jade, and a curvy figure. This was obviously a woman who would attract the stares of many with her figure and good looks!

On that perfectly beautiful face, there was no expression. Even her gaze was icy. She wore black armor and descended from the heavens, brushing past Wang Baole. She stepped directly into the twin mountain gate. As the air rippled, she disappeared.

From start to finish, she didn't take one look at Wang Baole. It was as though, to her, Wang Baole didn't exist.

Spirit Immortal! And a… Dharmic Battleship! Wang Baole took a deep breath. Her aura was much stronger than that of the Ink Dragon Legion commander, but it was weaker than that of the Planet realm. Judging by this, in the Divine Eye civilization, she must be a Spirit Immortal.

As for the giant silhouette that became armor, Wang Baole also recognized it. That was the Dharmic Battleship, which was on the same level as a Dharmic Armament! In the Divine Eye civilization, only the three greater sects and the royal family could refine it using their superior artifact refinement techniques.

It was simply impossible for ordinary cultivators to control it. Only Spirit Immortals had the right to!

A product made via the highest level of the Divine Eye civilization's artifact refinement techniques… An intense but unnoticeable interest appeared in Wang Baole's eyes. He had previously only heard of Dharmic Battleships. Upon seeing one for the first time, he was in awe. Although the Dharmic Battleship was weaker in terms of aura compared to his Dark Artifact, it was stronger than the Federation President's spear. To a certain degree, it seemed to be at the same level as his Divine Armament arm.

So, the difference in power between Spirit Immortals with Dharmic Battleships and those without is this shocking! Thinking, Wang Baole suddenly thought of his Thearch Armor.

If I master how to make a Dharmic Battleship, could I use it on my Thearch Armor… Thinking of this, Wang Baole was even more interested. But he also knew now wasn't the time to think about this. So, he took another deep breath, brushed away the thought, and headed for the twin mountain gate with a flick of his body.

The area between the twin mountains seemed vast, but as Wang Baole neared, he seemed to enter a water curtain. As ripples spread, he fused directly into the area and disappeared.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment. After entering the water curtain, Wang Baole's body immediately lost momentum. At the same time, a vast and cold consciousness descended and swept across his body continuously. It seemed to be confirming his identity and confirming everything of his!

This was a checkpoint, as well as the final test to see whether Wang Baole could truly assume the identity of Long Nanzi. When he came, he learned the gist of things from De Kunzi. He was confident that his essence technique could pass this final test.

This was actually true. The divine power that his eldest senior brother, Chen Qing, created was definitely not one that could be seen through by any planet sect of this Divine Eye civilization. No matter how this consciousness checked, in the end, everything was normal, and it couldn't see any problems. Afterward, after seven to eight breaths, Wang Baole's body was pushed forward by a gentle power, and he left that state of seemingly being sealed. When he reappeared, he was within the real Divine Sovereign Justice Sect!

There were blue skies, white cranes flying, an abundance of fairyism, and silver rivers like rainbows. There were also mountain peaks with cloud fog surrounding them between the countless spirit fields and the twittering of birds and fragrance of flowers. Finally, between the heavens and earth were silhouettes of cultivators, some talking happily, some arrogant, and some rushing from one place to another…

One could hear occasional roars from auspicious beasts and see the enormous heads of silver dragons as they rolled in the silver rivers in the sky. All of this made Wang Baole's eyes shrink.

His current location was an ancient altar built on a mountaintop, and he was surrounded by pillars with runes carved into them. As Wang Baole stared at the heaven and earth faraway under this majestic aura, a lady wearing palace wear walked out from the cloud fog in the heavens!

Although this lady's cultivation was only at the Nascent Soul realm and she was wearing palace wear, she was extraordinarily beautiful and had high cheekbones. She also had a beauty mark the size of a pinkie nail at the side of her mouth…

But her looks and cultivation didn't reduce the arrogance on her face. She stopped above the altar Wang Baole was at and spoke coldly, saying, ”Long Nanzi, follow me. We're going to meet the patriarch.”