š Chapter 1059 - Shadow of the Third Life!
Wang Baole was silent as he stared at the devil blade. His mind was filled with the memories of his life as a weapon, as well as his final glance at the sky at the very end.
He didnāt ask Little Missy anything. He might learn something important, but he also might not, since Little Missy would only say what she wanted him to hear. By now, he had realized that Little Missy had been avoiding the question earlier.
Wang Baole had a faint guess, but he didnāt want to think about it. Thus, he silently buried this guess deep in his heart.
However, he was very curious. The next time he sank into his past lifeā¦ would he find a different answer, or would he be able to confirm his guess?
Wang Baoleās eyes flickered with a profound light. At the same time, his gaze moved away from the illusory devil blade in his right hand. He raised his head and looked at the white fog around him, continuing to wait in silence.
Right now, he had long forgotten about hunting down the Seven Spirits Daoās Chen Han. The experiences in his past lives had made his body and even his heart become filled with a sense of exhaustion.
āThere are still six hours until the end of the third day.ā After a long time, Wang Baole muttered. His eyes slowly revealed a focused gaze, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his heart.
āMaybeā¦ when I sink into the next past life, I will finally understand everything!ā With that thought in mind, Wang Baole took a deep breath. Looking down at his body, he sensed that his cultivation base had improved again. He was just a hair away from the late stage of the Planet Realm.
The nearly perfect resonance that he had achieved with the law of devouring had also improved his magical techniques and divine abilities to an astonishing degree. Even Wang Baole himself didnāt know how great his current battle prowess was.
But he knewā¦ that the devil blade in his right hand contained endless power, as well as endless madness. However, his current self was unable to display its power.
To be exact, it wasnāt that he couldnāt display its power, but he wouldnāt be able to control himself once he did so. At that point, it would be impossible to tell if he was Wang Baole, or if he wasā¦ the devil blade.
After sensing the horrifying aura within the devil blade, Wang Baole also noticed that the light of guidance around him had become very dim.
This light was the key to entering his past lives, and every day, he would consume some of it. Although he had plundered some from others earlier, looking at the current dim light, it was possible that his enlightenment would be hindered.
Wang Baole didnāt know if everyone else consumed their light of guidance so quickly, or if it was just him. But in any case, according to his personal analysis, the light of guidance on his body would probably run out after the next past life.
āSince thatās the caseā¦ā Wang Baoleās eyes turned cold. He sat down cross-legged again, but with a thought, the clones guarding his surroundings flickered and charged out in different directions, entering the fog and disappearing in an instant.
Wang Baole hadnāt noticed that his enlightenment of his past lives, the memories of those lifetimes, and the different universes he had experienced had all begun to subtly influence him.
Or ratherā¦ instead of influencing, it was more like they peeled off layers of illusion surrounding him, gradually revealing the true essence of his soul!
But, after all, the current life was the main life. So although Wang Baoleās eyes were cold, his clones didnāt attack those who didnāt attack others. Instead, they targeted other plunderers, people who used various methods to rob fellow trial takers of their light of guidance.
And in this trialā¦ the number of plunderers wasnāt few!
That was because some people had already discovered that the more light of guidance they had, the easier it was to sink into their past lives and gain enlightenment. And more importantlyā¦ it also allowed them to bring more power out of their past lives.
Thus, Wang Baoleās clones didnāt have to go far before they started encountering plunderers. And the moment they saw one, they would instantly attack with terrifying power that seemed to surpass the Planet Realm. All the cultivators they encountered were completely and instantly crushed!
Not one lasted more than a single second!
Wang Baoleās clones were very special. They were formed through the power of the Essence Body Spell, so they werenāt much weaker than the original body from the very beginning.
Although scattering many of them caused the power of each one to become weaker, that was only relatively speaking. Wang Baole himself was too overwhelmingly powerful, so even his scattered clones were strong enough to sweep through all directions.
Rumbling sounds echoed everywhere in the fog, and the light of guidance on Wang Baoleās body grew brighter and brighter. After two hours had passed, his body was like a shining sun, covering the entire clearing in bright light.
Naturally, this caused many cultivators to come over to take a look. But without exception, they all hesitated after seeing Wang Baole, and after sensing the terrifying aura coming from his body, they retreated one after another.
Howeverā¦ After all, this trial wasnāt full of weaklings. Three hours before the end of the third day, Wang Baoleās eyes suddenly flew open.
One of his clones had actually been killed. Moreover, someone seemed to be refining the essence that had been contained within it.
Although the Essence Body Spell was stronger than other clone techniques, it also had a disadvantage. Once a clone was destroyed, the impact it had on Wang Baole was significantly greater.
Although the defeated clone was only a secondary clone that didnāt contain much essence, it was still something Wang Baole couldnāt afford to lose.
Thus, Wang Baoleās figure immediately disappeared from the clearing and rushed toward the place where his clone had been killed with thunderous momentum.
As he moved, he quickly formed hand seals with an icy expression. A cold voice rang out from his mouth.
āCurse!ā
ā¦
Meanwhile, in the fog some distance away from Wang Baoleās main body, the ninth disciple of Divine Emperor Kiga, Ling Lan, was staring at a nine-colored light source in the palm of his hand.
āThat clone was quite powerful. It should be a primary clone, and furthermore quite an important one. Thatās why it contains this sort of thingā¦ Refining this essence might allow me to figure out the secret of Wang Baoleās Ancient Planetsā¦ā Like Wang Baole, Ling Lan was someone with nine Ancient Planets. He was confident that his personal strength was at the peak of the Planet Realm. Although Wang Baoleās clone was strong, it was still no match for him.
It was true that defeating the clone had been a tiny bit troublesome. However, he felt that he had gauged Wang Baoleās true battle prowess through the battle. Thus, his confidence had increased, and he didnāt leave after defeating the clone. Instead, he remained where he was, refining the essence and waiting to see if Wang Baole would dare to show up.
He was confident in winning even if Wang Baoleās true body arrived.
However, he didnāt know that the clone he had defeated was just one of many. It would be more accurate to call it a secondary clone. Compared to Wang Baoleās original bodyā¦ there was an immense difference in battle prowess!
And this erroneous judgment meant that Ling Lan was unprepared for what happened next. The light source in his hand suddenly turned into a flame. Emitting an astonishing aura, the flame turned into a curse mark and shot straight toward the center of his brows.
Everything happened extremely suddenly. However, as the ninth disciple of Divine Emperor Kiga, Ling Lan had many years of experience, so he reacted very quickly. He instantly backed up and dodged the curse mark. A cold light flashed through his eyes, and he prepared to suppress the curse flame with a flip of his hand, but at that momentā¦
Terrifying fluctuations suddenly appeared from a distant location in the fog. Nobody had arrived yet, but a voice suddenly rang out from the curse flame.
āYou dare suppress my essence clone? Youāre courting death!ā The voice was filled with an icy chill, and Wang Baoleās face appeared within the flame. It was like the face of a zombie, a godling, and even a devil blade. All of these things fused together to form a bizarre power that caused Ling Lanās complexion to change immediately. He felt an unprecedented pounding in his heart.
Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately retreated.
But he was still too late...