821 The Blood Flower Blooms! (1/2)

The death trap was inexplicable and mysterious. It appeared to bind Wang Baole's spirit energy and consciousness together and weave the two with the natural energies of the planet. The result was an invisible and intense power permeating the air that threatened to slay everything within sight!

This power was invisible to one's eyes but could be perceived through a sweep of one's Divine Sense. No walls stood around Wang Baole, yet the winds stopped right outside the battlefield that he had set up. Without the winds blowing, no dust could drift in and settle on the ground either. The battlefield had somehow been sealed and cordoned off from the rest of the world.

It had transformed into a domain of its own!

Wang Baole couldn't have done that alone. Even if luck happened to be on his side, even if he were to achieve resonance between his will to kill and the power in his spells, it would still be almost impossible for him to unleash enough power to make his own domain. But… the pig-headed mask he had on him was no ordinary mask. The death trap that had been laid and the violence-filled power in the air… were all mainly due to the mask!

Should the strange violence in the air unleash its full power, its force would send the heavens and earth quaking. Skies would be drained of their natural colors, and winds would howl while clouds rolled back. The stage would be set for someone's inevitable death!

Just as the Flame Patriarch had said, he had just helped Wang Baole out. The favor that he had extended didn't start then, it had begun since he had his eyes on Wang Baole. In fact… he had done the crucial deed of interfering with the Never-Ending Clan elder's Divine Sense so that the elder remained oblivious to the death trap until he had stepped into it. He had also made the elder forget some things that he shouldn't forget.

An enormous demonic eye appeared behind Wang Baole, its sight on the entire battlefield around him. Dark Fire rose around him and flooded the battlefield like a sea of black flames. Wang Baole looked strange and terrifying to behold, a harbinger of death. The flower that was sprawled across his mask appeared to come alive. It began to blossom!

As it reached full bloom, as Wang Baole stood ready and waiting, as every weapon in his arsenal was locked and loaded, every spell and mystic technique charged for an attack at full blast… a spatial distortion appeared above the empty field a hundred and forty feet ahead of him. Without any warning, the late-stage Spirit Immortal realm cultivator, the commander of the Never-Ending Clan army, emerged from the vortex.

His face emerged from the vortex first and was followed by his body. As his features and the outline of his form grew increasingly distinct, he took one step forward and prepared to charge!

As a late-stage Spirit Immortal realm cultivator, the Never-Ending Clan elder had his own bag of tricks. Just as his foot was about to land on the ground, his eyes suddenly widened. He realized how strange and different Wang Baole looked. The black eye looming at Wang Baole's back, the black flames burning around them like hellfire, and the strange and terrifying flower shimmering on his face—everything the Never-Ending Clan elder saw made his heart skip a beat.

It was then that an unimaginably strong sense of danger erupted in his head. It felt as if the heavens were collapsing on him, and as if the earth had just risen under his feet. It felt as if the two were moving towards each other rapidly like two palms in a clap, heading towards him in a loud and terrifying smack.

His heart stuttered, and fear and shock flashed across his face. He was filled with disbelief. His Divine Sense was telling him that he should leave immediately. What unsettled him was the lack of any warning signs before this sudden explosion of danger assaulting his senses.

Someone's interfering with my Divine Sense and playing with my mind. All this while, I've forgotten about… the curse that's hiding inside the Descender's mask!

An unprecedented sense of danger enveloped him. His heart raced as he retreated hastily, but it was too late. An icy glint had flashed in Wang Baole's eyes as soon as the late-stage Spirit Immortal realm elder had appeared in the domain. In the next moment, the mysterious flower on Wang Baole's mask exploded!

”Demonic eye, draw out his pain!” Wang Baole yelled. The heavens and earth shuddered, the winds started howling, and the clouds boiled in the skies. The enormous black eye looming behind Wang Baole had barely been open a moment ago… Yet, upon hearing Wang Baole's command, it snapped wide open!

A soundless roar reverberated in the skies as the elder's reflection appeared inside the black eye. Instantly, the elder could feel hundreds of thousands of lightning bolts exploding in his head.

Shock vibrated through his violently shuddering body as he realized that his body… had become bound by an invisible force. He was immobilized, unable to budge a single inch!

That wasn't the end of it.