đź“– Chapter 1247 - Master Never-Ending Cometh!
Because of the addition of Mystic Blossom, the already unfavorable situation became even worse.
Patriarch Seven Spirits alone was already giving Kiga a hard time. Despite sacrificing his vitality to boost his power, the Divine Emperor was still in an extremely sorry state, and the majority of his three heads and six arms had already been destroyed.
Imperial Mountain and Radiant Light were even worse off. Imperial Mountain’s fleshly body had already been completely destroyed, and his divine soul was extremely dim and no longer had the strength to fight. As for Radiant Light, against the Underworld Sect’s three Universe Realm cultivators, his body had also been destroyed, and his divine soul was in no better shape than Imperial Mountain.
Thus… Wang Baole’s return, with Mystic Blossom in tow, instantly made the three Divine Emperors feel shaken, especially since… Mystic Blossom attacked as soon as he appeared. His target was neither Radiant Light nor Imperial Mountain, both of whom were already almost harmless. Instead, he charged out toward… Kiga!
Kiga, who was already struggling against Patriarch Seven Spirits, instantly fell into an extremely dangerous situation. Mystic Blossom didn’t hold back at all, unhesitatingly drowning his former comrade in a sea of wood element divine abilities.
Moreover, the Underworld Sect’s three Universe Realm cultivators also disregarded Radiant Light and Imperial Mountain in favor of joining the assault on Kiga. At this moment, Kiga felt utter despair, especially since… Wang Baole had yet to make a move. By just standing there, Wang Baole sealed off any chances of survival for the heavily battered Kiga.
“Original body!!” In this moment of crisis, Kiga could only laugh miserably and roar up to the heavens. He didn’t understand what his original body was thinking, how anything could be more important than the survival of their Never-Ending Clan. But he knew very well that… is his original body still didn’t show up, then as soon as he died, the Never-Ending Clan… would disappear from this universe.
After all… these Universe Realm cultivators here were just the vanguard, and the armies of the Unorthodox Holy Region, Left Dao Holy Region, and Underworld Sect were still encroaching. Although it would take some time for them to arrive, once they did, all traces of the Never-Ending Clan would surely be wiped out completely.
Seeing Kiga’s desperation, Wang Baole instantly became focused, sending the power of his cultivation base in all directions. If Patriarch Never-Ending was going to show up, then it would most likely be at this time.
Almost as soon as this thought appeared in Wang Baole’s mind, Kiga’s voice became even more miserable, and blood spurted out from his entire body. Right now, his three heads and six arms were down to one head and one arm, with the other two heads and five arms having collapsed long ago. His cultivation base had also fallen, from the middle stage of the Universe Realm to the early stage.
Thus, it was impossible for him to hold on any longer. In just a few breaths of time, Kiga’s fleshly body collapsed, bursting to pieces with a boom that shook the heavens. His divine soul was also unable to escape; Patriarch Seven Spirits instantly grabbed it with a triumphant laugh.
But at that moment, a soft sigh tinged with helplessness echoed from the void.
The starry sky distorted, and a giant transparent hand appeared. Surrounding Patriarch Seven Spirits and the others, it suddenly clenched into a fist.
Patriarch Seven Spirits’s expression instantly changed, and his cultivation base burst out with power that was 30% stronger than before. Obviously, he had held back against Kiga in order to guard against precisely this sort of unexpected situation. The same was true for the three Universe Realm cultivators of the Underworld Sect. At this moment, each of them displayed increased battle power as they retreated.
Terrifying rumbles sounded out as the four Universe Realm cultivators fell back. The giant hand instantly swept up Kiga, along with Radiant Light and Imperial Mountain. After bringing away these three people, the figure of Master Never-Ending finally stepped out from the void.
He was illusory at first, but as he walked step by step, he gradually turned corporeal. In the end, by the time he completely solidified, he was a hundred zhang away from Patriarch Seven Spirits and the others. His expression was slightly dark, and there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes. However, this helplessness was completely overshadowed by the killing intent rising from his body.
“You all… have gone too far!”
“Patriarch Never-Ending!” Wang Baole’s pupils contracted, and he instantaneously teleported to Patriarch Seven Spirits’s side. Behind him was Mystic Blossom, as well as the Underworld Sect’s three Universe Realm cultivators. At this moment, all six people were looking at Master Never-Ending with extremely solemn expressions.
Standing tall in the starry sky, the founding ancestor of the Never-Ending Clan had the temperament of an immortal descended to earth, his long white hair gently swaying without wind. No fluctuations rolled off of his body, but Wang Baole and the other five all felt immense pressure, as if they were staring into a deep abyss.
His existence was like an all-devouring black hole, absorbing anyone who was foolish enough to near. All types of vitality and energy would be swallowed up in an instant.
“This is the suppression of the great Dao! I don’t know what Dao this old bastard cultivates. He’s never shown it!” Patriarch Seven Spirits’s expression turned gloomy as he instantly transmitted his voice to Wang Baole.
Wang Baole nodded slightly. He could also feel the suppression. In fact, this was his first time meeting Patriarch Never-Ending in person. Back then, he had only communicated with his divine will, but now they were truly face-to-face.
The wood and water seeds within his body shuddered under Patriarch Never-Ending’s pressure. However, although the water seed was heavily affected, the wood seed showed signs of fighting back.
“This Great Dao pressure… can suppress my water seed, but not my wood seed.” Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. Observing the Never-Ending Clan ancestor in front of him, thoughts flickered through his mind rapidly as he tried to guess the opponent's Dao.
As the six people stared at Patriarch Never-Ending, Patriarch Never-Ending also stared at them. His gaze passed over the Underworld Sect’s trio without stopping, lingering for a moment on Patriarch Seven Spirits and Mystic Blossom. And then… his gaze focused in on Wang Baole.
“The Wood Dao, the Water Dao… but neither of them can cover up the traces of the Underworld Sect. Wang Baole… Should I call you Left Dao’s Dao Lord, or the Underworld Sect’s Underworld Child?” Master Never-Ending sighed lightly and slowly spoke.
“Is there a difference? In any case, I’m more curious about your Dao, Senior Never-Ending.” Wang Baole’s expression was calm as he responded. In fact, it wasn’t just him. Patriarch Seven Spirits and the Underworld Sect trio were all completely unruffled by Patriarch Never-Ending’s words. Obviously, Wang Baole’s identity was no big secret.
“My Dao…” Master Never-Ending lifted his head, looking into the distance with a deep gaze. Then, he smiled slightly.
“If you’re so curious, you can feel it for yourself.” As he spoke, Master Never-Ending casually lifted his right hand and pressed down toward Wang Baole and the other five.
The world instantly trembled, and rumbling erupted from the void as the starry sky seemed to fold in on itself. It was as if another layer of space had descended, suppressing everything in the area.
And it wasn’t just one layer of space. Another layer of space descended, then another, until an instant later, thirty layers of space were pressing down on Wang Baole and the others.
It was as if… thirty starry skies had appeared in this place. As they overlapped with each other, they gave rise to an endless force that could crush all creation.
The first to be affected were the trio from the Underworld Sect. It didn’t take more than a moment for them to begin trembling violently. Nether Saint coughed up blood, and cracking sounds rang out from all over Bone Emperor’s body. Meanwhile, the last one’s body actually collapsed and exploded. Although he reformed it almost instantaneously, his expression was full of fear, and his body had become much more feeble.
Patriarch Seven Spirits’s expression also changed as he unleashed the full force of his cultivation to resist. As for Wang Baole, he could feel an infinite weight pressing down on his body and soul, locking him in place. Within his body, his water seed rumbled, and resilience granted by the empowered wood seed filled his body.
“The Dao of Space!” Patriarch Seven Spirits spat out through gritted teeth.