Chapter 867 - Dark Swallow? (1/2)

The right-hand elder of the Heavenly Spirit Sect wasn’t the only person whose eyes had nearly popped out of his head. In fact… when Wang Baole had pulled out two hundred Dharmic Battleships and blown them up, the first legion of the Divine Sovereign Justice Sect and the disciples of the Violet Gold New Dao Sect had all been struck dumb. The latter, especially, had been moved beyond tears.

If they had been the ones mounting the rescue effort, they would have placed the preservation of their own lives as the top priority. They wouldn’t have risked their lives to rescue others. They wouldn’t have blown up their precious Dharmic Battleships either.

But Wang Baole had done all of that. His actions had moved them immensely. Some had originally disregarded the relatively weaker explosive force of the self-destructing Dharmic Battleships. Then… with a wave of his hand, Wang Baole had pulled out another forty Dharmic Battleships. The sight had sent waves of emotion rocking through every disciple. Everything had seemed so surreal at that moment.

After all… even if the three greater sects were to join forces, they would only be able to gather forty Dharmic Battleships at best. Wang Baole had pulled out forty Dharmic Battleships in a single go and had chosen to blow them up without batting an eye. The destructive force that had been unleashed hadn’t been as powerful as expected, but it had still been considerable… Regardless, this was a sight that everyone would find incredulous. They might think that they were hallucinating.

And just as they were wondering if they were hallucinating, Wang Baole had… pulled out another two hundred Dharmic Battleships. At that point, the surrealism of the moment had everyone confused and looking lost. Even those who were quick to recover, who realized that something was going on and that Wang Baole was up to something, were confounded. Because… even if the Dharmic Battleships’ self-destruct power was relatively weaker than expected, it didn’t discount the fact that he had pulled out more than two hundred Dharmic Battleships in a single go. This was something that was virtually unheard of.

The person who was the most dumbstruck, more so than the right-hand elder who was desperately retreating, was the patriarch of the Violet Gold New Dao Sect. His eyeballs were on the verge of popping out of their sockets. His mind buzzed with the loudness of thunder, and alarm colored his face as he dashed out and shouted.

“Stop, Long Nanzi…”

He had spoken too late. At that moment, the two hundred Dharmic Battleships that Wang Baole had whipped out had charged at the Heavenly Spirit Sect’s right-hand elder and exploded. The destructive force from their explosions was equivalent to an attack launched by twenty Dharmic Battleships. It didn’t matter that the right-hand elder was at the Planet realm, the attack still sent him shuddering violently and caused blood to spill from his mouth. Resentment and fury burned in his eyes as he unleashed blow after blow to weaken the force of the explosion, howling furiously as he retreated.

The patriarch approached swiftly as the right-hand elder fell back. The patriarch was secretly fuming as well. The thought of his promise to compensate Wang Baole and how the latter had pulled out an unimaginable number of Dharmic Battleships after that filled him with rage. He was still the patriarch of a sect, though. Now that an opportunity had presented itself, he suppressed the raging fury he was filling and seized it, unleashing his divine power and launching an attack at the Heavenly Spirit Sect’s right-hand elder.

He had decided to let the enemy go because he hadn’t wanted to prolong the battle and because he wasn’t confident in his ability to kill or inflict serious injury upon his enemy. Instead of dragging out the fight, he preferred to end it. But now… the situation had changed.

The cosmos thundered, lightning flashed, and winds howled as he attacked. The cornered right-hand elder spat out a mouthful of blood and suffered another blow. He raged internally. He hadn’t suffered such injury even when he had been battling the Violet Gold New Dao Sect’s patriarch earlier. Wang Baole’s arrival had led to his current injured state.

“I swear that I’ll kill you!” The right-hand elder howled furiously and almost uncontrollably, retreating desperately while aggravating his injuries. There was intense fury in his eyes. He held no personal hatred towards the patriarch of the Violet Gold New Dao Sect. His hatred was focused on Wang Baole.

“You want to kill me? Let’s see you try!” Wang Baole was instantly displeased when he heard that. He glared and stuck his right hand into the air. Then, with another wave… he sent the entire battlefield into momentary silence.

More than seven hundred Dharmic Battleships appeared suddenly and filled the cosmos, the awesome sight sending the entire battlefield into an uproar.

The retreating disciples from the Heavenly Spirit Sect were struck dumb. The cultivators in the Divine Sovereign Justice Sect’s first legion were stunned as well. Everyone, including the butler and Fairy Ling You, had a blank look on their faces. The Violet Gold New Dao Sect’s disciples were frozen in place, their eyes bulging…

Everyone was struck dumb by the sight of more than seven hundred Dharmic Battleships!

“These… these battleships… when you add them to the earlier fleet… that should make up nearly a thousand ships, right?”

“This must be a hallucination that the enemy has set up…”

“Is this a Dharmic Battleship?”