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šŸ“– Chapter 1314 - Beneath the Mask

ā€œSplitting?ā€ Wang Baole’s eyes narrowed slightly. However, he quickly realized that this wasn’t the case. If these two new Emperor Spirits were the result of splitting, then their auras should be weaker than the one before, but they were exactly the same.

Thus, it was more like… summoning.

When one died, two were summoned. If these two were also killed, then four would probably appear. And if those four were killed, then eight would appear, and so on and so forth. Thus, to a certain extent, it could be said that they really were undying and inextinguishable.

ā€˜But they’re a little different from the real peak of the fourth step.’ As the young man who cultivated the Dao of Joy trembled next to him, Wang Baole looked at the two Emperor Spirits with a thoughtful gaze.

Whether it was those on the Immortal Astral Continent or his former self, Wang Baole was no stranger to the fourth step, so it was easy for him to notice the flaws in the Emperor Spirits in front of him.

These Emperor Spirits seemed to be in the fourth step, but their cultivation was shallow. They didn’t have souls, and were more like puppets than actual cultivators. Although they were powerful, they were still lacking.

Wang Baole aside, even one of the fourth step cultivators of the Immortal Astral Continent could easily crush an Emperor Spirit.

ā€˜Moreover… there’s no way this sort of summons is truly endless.’ Although he quickly came to this conclusion, Wang Baole didn’t want to expose too much of his power. This was Source Universe Dao Void, after all, and he didn’t have much information.

Because he had entered through the Dream Dao, he could be considered to have snuck in. The reason he did so was in order to prevent the Emperor from noticing him as he prepared to cut off their karma.

According to Wang Baole’s analysis, the Emperor was still slumbering at the moment. Thus, his chances of success weren’t low.

His plan was to walk up to the Emperor while the other party was still asleep, fuse into the black wooden nail, and deliver a fatal blow.

It seemed simple, but in order to carry it out, he had to be ready to adapt to the situation.

No matter what, he had to make sure to conceal himself. But at the same time, he also needed to probe and explore. Thus, with all these thoughts flickering through his mind, as the two Emperor Spirits rushed toward him, Wang Baole rapidly retreated.

He crossed a vast distance in an instant, slamming into the golden net emerging from the crimson mist.

As he made contact with the golden net, Wang Baole’s cultivation base circulated at full power. However, he didn’t unleash it wantonly; instead, after probing the golden net for an instant, he retracted it into his body.

With that instant of contact, Wang Baole had already figured out the maximum power that the golden net could withstand. He was confident that as long as he used his full strength, he could instantly shatter the net and make his escape.

After testing this, Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. Rather than hurrying to leave, he instead rushed toward the two Emperor Spirits with a cold look on his face.

ā€œYou, you, you… what are you doing? Why didn’t you leave?ā€ The young man gripped in Wang Baole’s hand screamed.

To him, the Emperor Spirits were just like gods. They were the representatives of the Heavenly Dao, and they absolutely couldn’t be blasphemed or resisted in any way. However, this fierce fellow killed one, and now it seemed like he wanted to kill more.

The young man’s mind was filled with terror as he screamed in despair.

Perhaps annoyed by the screams, Wang Baole used a divine ability and stuffed the young man into his sleeves. However, this action didn’t make him slow down at all as he arrived in front of the Emperor Spirits in an instant.

With a boom, the power of the Water Dao came from all directions, and the two Emperor Spirits instantaneously shuddered. It seemed that all their blood flowed in reverse, causing their bodies to stop in the air.

They were dead.

After stepping close to them, Wang Baole poked his index finger on the Emperor Spirits’ white masks. A boom rang out as the masks exploded along with the heads.

Wang Baole frowned. He had wanted to break apart the masks and see what these Emperor Spirits really looked like, but it seemed that the masks were completely fused to their faces and couldn’t be separated.

ā€œFine then.ā€ Snorting coldly, Wang Baole waved his hand. The frozen bodies of the two Emperor Spirits were immediately crushed into paste.

A moment later, the paste of flesh and blood gathered back together into four Emperor Spirits. They still wore white masks and were just as silent as the other ones as they rushed toward Wang Baole.

Soon, four became eight, eight became sixteen, sixteen became thirty-two…

Wang Baole continued to fight, smoothly slaughtering Emperor Spirits one after another. However, his brows furrowed more and more, and by the time sixty-four Emperor Spirits had appeared… his breathing had become somewhat labored.

Even though these Emperor Spirits lacked souls and were completely different from real fourth step cultivators, their numbers alone were enough to kick up a storm in the outside world.

Sixty four fourth step cultivators could annihilate pretty much any major faction.

Throughout the entire Great Universe, including the Immortal Astral Continent and all other areas, the number of true fourth step cultivators was probably less than a few dozen.

Thus, even though Wang Baole’s cultivation base was at the fifth step, he couldn’t help but feel a little danger, especially since… there seemed to really be no end to these Emperor Spirits.

Moreover, once the number of Emperor Spirits reached sixty four, Wang Baole suddenly sensed an aura from an unknown place far away from here. This aura was like someone’s eyelids were fluttering, as if they were about to wake up.

Naturally, the owner of this aura was the one Wang Baole was looking for… the Emperor!

ā€œI can’t let this drag on any longer!ā€

By now, he could deduce that more Emperor Spirits could still be summoned, and he wouldn’t be able to exhaust them that easily. At the same time, if too many Emperor Spirits died, the Emperor might wake up. Thus, Wang Baole immediately decided to retreat.

His body smashed into the golden net, causing the threads to snap as the net collapsed. At the same time, dozens of Emperor Spirits rushed after him. The closest one arrived in front of Wang Baole at the exact moment the net collapsed and moved to attack.

Wang Baole’s eyes flashed, and he suddenly pointed his finger at the incoming Emperor Spirit. A ray of white light shot forth from his fingertip and struck the Emperor Spirit’s mask.

It was the law of paper.

This was the method Wang Baole had thought of to remove the Emperor Spirit’s mask. He would turn the mask into paper!

The natural law of paper instantly descended, causing the mask on the Emperor Spirit’s face to thin and turn into white paper. Soon, the paper mask fell from the Emperor Spirit’s face, and what it revealed… made Wang Baole feel as if countless thunderbolts were exploding in his mind.

The face beneath the mask had no expression and was abnormally pale. However, it was obvious to see that its appearance, compared to Wang Baole’s…

… was exactly the same!


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