824 Slash! (1/2)

After the surrounding cultivators and those who got there later saw that scene, their minds rumbled. It was obvious that in that short period of time, the battle between the two was extremely dangerous. Scheming against each other looked easy, but in the battle, where everything could change in a single second, one mistake would mean death!

At the same time, all the Never-Ending Clan members hesitated when faced with their army commander's orders. Even the Never-Ending Clan, with its strict class system, couldn't be unwavering when faced with a battle that meant almost certain death.

But the will to carry out orders deep in the bones of the lower-ranked members still made some Never-Ending Clan members in the surroundings charge out while screaming. But the moment they charged out, the demonic eye behind Wang Baole turned around violently. As it opened, the nearby black Dark Fire spread and covered the surroundings. Wherever it went, the Never-Ending Clan members who charged in all let out shrill cries of pain as their bodies were burnt and turned to dust.

As they died, a large amount of black gas dispersed and was absorbed by the demonic eye behind Wang Baole. This scene made the Never-Ending Clan members who wanted to charge over all inhale and hesitate instead of charging into the battle.

Using that opportunity, Wang Baole's eyes flashed as he pushed through his injuries and unleashed the power of the Thearch Armor again. At the risk of overextending, he forcefully activated his Thearch Armor. The Divine Armament in the Thearch Armor's right hand also instantly formed. Wang Baole charged out with a flick of his body, and his aura rose, forming one that seemed able to slash apart everything. But the moment he neared, the Never-Ending Clan elder, who was retreating rapidly, weaved hand seals and pointed. Instantly, a Dharmic Artifact flew out from his body and exploded. After pushing Wang Baole back, his body retreated again as he tried to keep pulling away.

”D*mn it, why does time pass so slowly!” The elder's aura was messy. After once again pushing Wang Baole, who charged towards him again, back, he growled towards the sky.

”Never-Ending Clan, hear my call. Come and assist me quickly. Those who disobey my orders will be executed!” The moment these words spread, the expressions of the surrounding Never-Ending Clan members changed. Seeing that their hesitation was going to be forcefully suppressed, Wang Baole furrowed his eyebrows slightly. Although a group attack by the Never-Ending Clan could increase the power of his Demonic Eye Art through killing, it was highly possible that he would let the Never-Ending Clan elder escape with a single mistake. If that was the case, the elder would be able to turn the tables on him. So he definitely couldn't let that happen. So, as a vicious glimmer flashed between his eyes, he raised his left hand and waved it.

As they retreated, Wang Baole's consciousness moved, and the densely packed battleships in the sky all dispersed self-destructing disturbances and flew towards the Never-Ending Clan elder. Compared to a Spirit Immortal, their explosive power was like a gentle breeze. But even if such large-scale self-destruction could only move the Spirit Immortal slightly, a gentle breeze could become a tornado if there were enough battleships.

”Suppress!” Wang Baole growled, and instantly, all of the battleships came down. Looking from a distance, because they covered the heavens, it looked as though the heavens were tilting. As rumbles echoed continuously, the sky trembled, and the earth collapsed. Disturbances that grew increasingly bigger and stronger gradually swept everything!

The elder's expression was pale as he continuously resisted. But there were too many self-destructions, his injuries were serious, and the curse was still there. Gradually, he felt that he lacked the ability to do what he wished. That was especially so considering that Wang Baole was extremely crazy. Although he was knocked back every time he charged over, he was like a spring and kept charging back towards him nonetheless.

His hostile gaze, crazy actions, and intense killing intent all made the Never-Ending Clan elder's heart shiver.

This scene made the surrounding Never-Ending Clan members that arrived feel even more fearful. As they retreated again, the anxious Never-Ending Clan elder fighting Wang Baole felt his aura become increasingly unstable. In fact, his cultivation showed signs of dropping again.

All of this caused his eyes to turn completely red. He knew that he couldn't keep thinking about escaping and couldn't keep placing his hopes on buying time. He knew that he had to risk his life and give it his all. That was the only way he would have a chance to survive.

If not, he would be killed by the d*mned pig-masked man, who had many tricks up his sleeve, there before he even had a chance to escape and before his cultivation recovered.

So, as he growled, he weaved hand seals with his five hands. Not caring about anything, he blasted his entire cultivation out of his body. While it formed a storm that swept through the surroundings, his low growl also echoed.

”Spirit Immortal essence body!”

As his words spread, the cultivation aura that he pushed out of his body immediately formed a vortex. In the blink of an eye, a giant statue transmogrified. The statue looked exactly the same as the elder, and the moment it appeared, the suppression force that it formed covered the surroundings and countered the explosive force of the tens of thousands of battleships.

At the same time, as Wang Baole made use of the opportunity to charge towards him once again, the Never-Ending Clan elder let out a scream.

”Let's see whether it's you who is risking your life and giving it your all or me!” While he was speaking, one of the elder's five arms collapsed and formed an explosive force. It became an illusory black sea of mist and flew towards Wang Baole. Not waiting for the sea of mist to end, the elder gritted his teeth again and made another arm of his collapse, forming a second wave of the sea of mist and sending it crashing towards Wang Baole again.

”You either scram or battle with your life on the line!” The Never-Ending Clan elder bellowed. Each wave of mist formed by the explosion of his arms had astonishing power, and they were both heading towards Wang Baole. There were only two decisions in front of him. He could either… escape, or… he could really battle with his life on the line!