Chapter 251 - Battling a Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivator!

Chapter 251: Battling a Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivator! Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

With the aid of the mosquitoes’ fields of vision, Wang Baole moved through the forest like a god of death, swiftly and with his eyes seemingly everywhere. His enemies were stung by the mosquitoes without even noticing his presence!

Under Wang Baole’s control, the mosquitoes swarmed the cultivators from the Five Generation Sky Clan after stinging them. The cultivators, in their immense agony, had no time to send out a signal. They were slain immediately by Wang Baole, who would charge out suddenly at them!

The gray mosquito was bizarrely powerful. After discovering how powerful it was, Wang Baole allowed it to operate on its own. From Wang Baole’s observations, he found that the cultivators who were bitten by the gray mosquito would very quickly turn blue in color and collapse. It was as if they had transformed into a block of ice. Every time the mosquito burrowed its way out of their foreheads, it seemed to become more powerful than before.

With the aid of the gray mosquito, Wang Baole was like a tiger given wings. In less than an hour, he had slain all eleven cultivators from the Five Generation Sky Clan who were in the vicinity!

When his flying sword pierced through the forehead of the last Five Generation Sky Clan cultivator and killed the cultivator who had been mutilated beyond recognition by mosquito bites, Wang Baole inhaled a deep breath and wasted no time in turning away and fleeing into the distance.

With his speed pushed to his limits as well as the aid of the mosquitoes, Wang Baole was like a monkey spirit in the forest, running faster and faster. He had slight regrets in his heart though. In order to escape being killed, and to split all the pursuing enemies and prolong the distraction, he had no choice but to distribute the fragments amongst his replicas. He was only left with two fragments.

Five Generation Sky Clan, I won’t let this matter rest! Wang Baole gritted his teeth. He searched for low-lying areas while running away, and gradually sensed signs of teleportations around him.

The signs were accompanied by wisps of mist. Wang Baole saw them and was overcome with glee. His experience told him that those signs pointed to a Mystic Trace Fog in the making.

Even though it’s not possible to tell when the mist will form exactly, but the deeper I go, the sooner the mist should form! Wang Baole got a boost to his spirits. He decided to venture deeper. However, at that instant, through his mosquitoes’ visions, he saw a silent silhouette hidden in the translucent mist. Its form melded to a certain degree with the surroundings, and it was dashing at a startling speed, without the usual sounds accompanying the breaking of the sound barrier—towards him!

Its speed was too startling and unimaginable. The silhouette was a hundred yards away that moment and the next, right in front of him!

Wang Baole had no time to think further. He raised his right palm and slammed it into the ground, triggering the Supernova. With a loud rumble, dirt and soil exploded into the air. Wang Baole used the force of the attack to leap up and away from the translucent figure approaching him!

Everything happened too quickly. The figure cut through the air and struck where Wang Baole had stood. When Wang Baole turned around and took a look, it was no longer translucent but had revealed its true form. It was a middle-aged cultivator wearing the attire of the Five Generation Sky Clan. He looked vaguely dumbstruck.

He was the one leading the team hunting him—Zhou Fei!

Alarm rose in Wang Baole’s heart when he saw Zhou Fei. Waves of Spirit Qi rippled off the latter, creating an oppressive weight on his person. It was clear that Zhou Fei wasn’t at the earlier stages of the Foundation Establishment realm but appeared to be at the mid-stage.

His spells were bizarre as well. If Wang Baole didn’t have the help of his mosquitoes’ fields of vision, he would have been killed instantly like any other person without even realizing it.

“Interesting. That must be why you became one of the Federation’s hundred seedlings. If we were on earth, it’d be a challenge killing someone like you in public. But here... there’s no escape for you!” Zhou Fei clearly recognized Wang Baole. He sneered, a flash of cruelty flickering across his eyes. It was as if killing a prodigy was something he thought to be a fantastic life experience.

“Don’t worry, I won’t kill you immediately. I’ll make you beg for your death, and record the whole thing so that I can enjoy rewatching it in the future!” There was perversion in Zhou Fei’s expression, causing Wang Baole’s scalp to go numb. His temper exploded, and he shouted.

“Damn you! Damn your ancestors to hell!” Wang Baole hollered. He didn’t escape and instead charged forward without regard for his life. He pulled out numerous Numinous Treasures and mindlessly flung them into the air. Countless treasures blanketed the skies and flew towards Zhou Fei.

“A mere True Breath realm cultivator with a bunch of third-grade Numinous Treasures. You don’t even deserve to fight for your life.” Zhou Fei shook his head. He raised his right hand and was about to smack them all away. It was then, after pulling out huge quantities of Numinous Treasures and charging towards Zhou Fei, at the moment that Zhou Fei let his guard down, that Wang Baole pulled out from his storage bracelet a saber!

The saber was a seventh-grade Dharmic Armament!

As soon as the saber appeared, the skies transformed. A startling energy force erupted in the heavens, forming a black tornado that surged and howled around Wang Baole and grew outwards in all directions. The silhouette of a giant crocodile appeared inside the tornado, and it let loose a thunderous roar. Wang Baole, with a fearsome expression on his face and battle lust in his eyes, gripped the saber with both hands and leaped out from the black tornado in a single bound. He raised the saber and sent it sweeping towards Zhou Fei!

As the saber descended, the crocodile in the tornado lashed out its tail. Its enormous tail seemed to merge with Wang Baole’s body, augmenting his power as he approached swiftly!

“You!” Zhou Fei’s eyes widened. His thoughts were swept away by tumultuous waves, and he was overwhelmed by incredulity and shock. Everything happened too fast. The appearance of the Dharmic Armament was beyond Zhou Fei’s expectations. He would never have thought in his wildest dreams that Wang Baole would actually possess a Dharmic Armament!

Furthermore, Wang Baole had initially thrown at him multitudes of Numinous Treasures as a visual distraction. The sudden and unexpected attack was like an earth-shattering lightning bolt that tripped Zhou Fei up. At that critical moment, as his mind was swarmed by buzzing confusion, he let loose a sudden roar. His features contorted, and he bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of his lifeblood.

Three forms of his past lives appeared behind him. They merged with his blood and transformed the latter into a bloody palm that raced towards the Dharmic Armament. As the palm smacked at the Dharmic Armament, Zhou Fei pulled out a purple shield. It exuded an immense aura. It might not rival a Dharmic Armament, but it seemed to be at least a sixth-grade Numinous Treasure.

Zhou Fei prepared to defend against the incoming strike with everything he had!

As Zhou Fei fought with everything he had, Wang Baole burst out from the black tornado with the saber in his hands. An immense, awesome force erupted from inside his body and rose to the skies!

The awe and terror-inspiring force seemed to come from within Wang Baole, from the world, and even, to a certain extent, from the entire galaxy and the universe!

Enlightened... The mere utterance of those words inside his heart sent the immense force roaring into the skies, forming an immense, indescribable oppressive energy that seemed to originate from the distant, faraway stars. It was as if an ancient consciousness was on the verge of awakening.

The rise of the energy force came too suddenly and too quickly. Zhou Fei, his Spirit Qi erupting and at full force, suddenly lost all capacity for thought. The expression on his face transformed even before terror could threaten to take over his mind. The cultivation resting inside his body shuddered and quaked without stop. An instinctive feeling of utter helplessness and impotence rose from his gut. He was caught by the sudden urge to run.

As his mind was shaken, his spell showed signs of dissipating. His control of the small purple shield before him, due to the mental blast, also suffered and showed signs of destabilizing.

Everything happened within the span of a moment. As Zhou Fei’s mental strength wavered and his control over his spell and Numinous Treasure slipped, Wang Baole charged forward and swung his saber at the bloody palm print!

A deafening thunder resounded in the air. The bloody palm print collided with the Dharmic Armament, their clash ringing loudly in the sky. The bloody hand was sliced into two, disintegrating instantly. Wang Baole spat out a mouthful of blood, but the expression on his face remained fierce and vicious. There was a tinge of madness in his eyes as he gripped the saber tightly and swung at the purple shield.

Another loud clash pierced through the air and rose into the skies. The force of the collision swept towards, sweeping the small purple shield away instantly and smacking Zhou Fei in the chest. A mouthful of blood spilled out of his mouth as Wang Baole’s Dharmic Armament appeared before him and swept past in a single slice!

A thin line of blood appeared on Zhou Fei’s forehead. The saber hadn’t pierced his head... he let out a sudden cry of pain, and his body flew backwards rapidly as he retreated a hundred yards into the distance.

Staring at the retreating Zhou Fei, Wang Baole sighed with regret. The backlash from his attack had been too much. He had expended all his energy, and blood seeped from his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth. His head buzzed without stopping as a sudden weakness overtook his entire body.

An icy glimmer flashed across his eyes.

This hasn’t ended yet...

In an instant, from around him, the ten mosquitoes, which had hidden and been lying in wait, dashed out and flew straight towards Zhou Fei!