829 In-Name Disciple? (1/2)

The time taken to teleport wasn't very long. But to everyone getting teleported away, the process was unforgettable. The feeling of time and space being elongated and their bodies being disintegrated into numerous particles and then regathered together at the end was enough to make everyone feel uncomfortable. Meanwhile, they couldn't help but think that if any accident were to occur during that process, their bodies might gain or lose a part after they regathered…

The good thing was, the teleportation power in the masks that the Flame Patriarch gave them was very strong, making it such that those situations didn't occur. As for Wang Baole, he didn't need to worry as much. His body was formed by his essence, so every part was the same. Even if his limbs were turned upside down, he just needed to transmogrify again.

So, compared to others, Wang Baole, who was one of the last few people to be teleported back, had no stress in his heart. Instead, he was anticipating… how many Red Crystals he would receive!

After all… the number of Never-Ending Clan members he killed, directly and indirectly, was immense… Moreover, he also killed a late-stage Spirit Immortal. What made Wang Baole especially excited was the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator at the end.

I should probably be given all the credit. I worked so hard. Wang Baole blinked. After his body was teleported back, he looked around. It was the place that everyone was pulled into before being teleported away. In a place that was foreign, yet somewhat familiar, a large amount of debris floated around.

The debris world was boundless and radiated waves of ancient aura. Moreover, signs of time passing were abundantly clear on every piece of debris.

The cosmos was the firmament, and the void was the land. At this moment, on the numerous pieces of debris floating between the cosmos and the void, many silhouettes wearing different masks had already teleported back long ago. When Wang Baole appeared there, and when the others saw the pig mask he wore, waves of inhaling sounds sounded out uncontrollably.

”It's the bringer of misfortune!”

”I saw it with my own eyes, he actually killed a late-stage Spirit Immortal Never-Ending Clan member!”

”So it was him… who made this mission have unprecedented changes…”

”The collapse of the planet afterward could be related to this guy. This guy seems like a source of disaster. We should avoid him as much as possible.” Under the sounds of inhalation, the surrounding crowd sent voice transmissions to one another quickly. Probably because they had a common enemy in Wang Baole, those cultivators got closer.

Even the three early-stage Spirit Immortal cultivators among the crowd felt this way. They didn't feel any disrespect towards Wang Baole because of their Spirit Immortal cultivation. In reality, they were very clear that someone who could kill a late-stage Spirit Immortal, no matter what methods he used, was already very scary. They also weren't very confident of winning if they were to battle.

”This guy… can't only kill his enemies. He can also hurt his own teammates…” After the three Spirit Immortals took a look at one another, they cupped their fists towards Wang Baole first.

With a sweep of his gaze, Wang Baole saw that there were only forty or so people left out of the original hundreds of Descenders. He blinked and felt that the mission was way too dangerous. Luckily, he was lucky. If not, he would probably have been in danger too.

After consoling himself and cupping his fists towards the three Spirit Immortals, he suddenly saw the bald bull-masked burly man and let out a laugh.

”So, you're still alive.”

The body of the bald, burly man shuddered, and he was about to cry. Shuddering, he quickly greeted Wang Baole ceremoniously and shouted, ”Welcome back, Fellow Daoist. I survived this mission because Fellow Daoist helped me. You have my utmost gratitude, please accept my greeting!”

Seeing how the burly man said such shameless words, the other cultivators there all secretly called him shameless while also quickly cupping their fists and speaking in that manner.

They had no other choice since everyone hadn't returned to where they came from yet. If they offended this bringer of misfortune, they were scared that they wouldn't be able to return alive. So, it wasn't wrong to be more respectful towards the pig-masked man.

Seeing how much everyone welcomed him, Wang Baole was very happy. After letting out a huge laugh, he nodded towards the surrounding crowd and made small talk occasionally. Every time he said something, many would echo their agreement. This made the atmosphere of the small talk very conducive and friendly.