Chapter 277 - Kill Zhou Fei!

Chapter 277: Kill Zhou Fei!
Translator: 
Atlas Studios 
 Editor: 
Atlas Studios

Wherever the light of the blade passed, death followed!
According to what Little Missy in the black mask had said, the scripture’s power was only meant to scare others, but Wang Baole was applying new uses to the scripture. He was using the sudden surge of awesome power to create an overpowering presence that would instill fear and awe in others and destabilize their aura.
As a result… his approach was like the descent of theDeath. In his wake, he left cries of pain, the eruptions of Mystic Trace Beads and the never-ending sounds of explosions reverberating in the air. Wang Baole and the other group of cultivators separated with a sudden explosion. The ground was littered with a dozen corpses.
The rest were also injured. Three late-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivators had vanished within the Mystic Trace Fog, and the remaining cultivators retreated hurriedly. When they looked at Wang Baole, it was with terror in their eyes.
Wang Baole was panting lightly, and his eyes shone brightly. He had roughly assessed his combat abilities after engaging the other group in direct battle. He flung out the Mystic Trace Beads decisively and sent the third batch of late-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivators away while killing a handful of cultivators.


I can hold my own against a late-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivator!
Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. He ignored the cultivators who had been scared out of their wits and were hastily retreating away from him. Instead, he turned towards the shocked Zhou Fei standing a distance away. His face split into a wide grin.

Zhou Fei, it’s been a while.
Wang Baole strolled towards Zhou Fei as he spoke. Zhou Fei’s face was pale. He hurriedly fell back, yelling in panic.

Everyone, let’s attack together. Once he breaks into the crater, he’ll ruin our clan’s plans. We’ll all have to suffer the consequences!

Everyone hesitated when they heard his words. Since Wang Baole had appeared, the extent of his battle prowess and his brutality that he had displayed within the short span of time had sent them reeling back in shock.
He had killed both early-stage and mid-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivators easily. Even when they had attacked in a group, the outcome had remained unchanged. Only late-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivators posed a semblance of a threat to him. However, he had the bizarre ability to teleport them away.
With such means, Wang Baole had become invincible in the entire Mystic Luna Realm!
While the others remained rooted in indecision after Zhou Fei yelled at them, Wang Baole moved immediately. With a sudden burst of speed, he left a blurry silhouette of himself where he had stood. Zhou Fei’s scalp prickled with numbness, and he watched in horror as Wang Baole appeared before him the next moment.

Wang Baole, wait, listen to me. I…
Zhou Fei’s heart beat rapidly. He started pleading. Wang Baole ignored his plea and waved his right hand suddenly. The saber gleamed with a violent brilliance. Cries of pain and fear escaped from Zhou Fei’s lips. His right arm was sliced right off, and as soon as it separated from his body, it exploded!
All blood drained from Zhou Fei’s face as he tried to escape with his bloodied, mutilated body. Despair and helplessness filled his eyes, and a hateful vengeance boiled and erupted inside him. Yet, it fell apart before Wang Baole. As soon as he took a step back, the violence in Wang Baole’s eyes flashed. Wang Baole’s icy voice drifted past Zhou Fei’s ear.

An arm… is the price you pay for hunting me relentlessly…




Another arm… to reward you for your persistence in joining the Galactic Dusk Sect in hunting me…
As soon as Wang Baole spoke those words, another scream escaped from Zhou Fei. His other arm had been chopped off by Wang Baole’s saber. It exploded instantly!

That’s not the end yet. Next is your leg… that’s for lusting after the Dharmic Armament!
Wang Baole said casually as he circled Zhou Fei. His hand rose, the blade fell, and he sliced off Zhou Fei’s right leg!
The scent of blood was heavy in the air. With a heavy thud, Zhou Fei fell to the ground. With the loss of both arms and a leg, he had no means to escape. His hair spread loosely around him, he trembled and screamed, and terror and utter despair colored his eyes.
The cultivators around them gasped as they witnessed the scene. Nearly all the True Breath realm cultivators fell back immediately. Wang Baole was like a demon in their eyes.
The Foundation Establishment realm cultivators reeled back in shock as well. There were seven to eight amongst them whose eyes flashed. They didn’t stop Wang Baole…

Then your other leg, because…
Wang Baole stared at Zhou Fei. At a sudden loss for words, he simply chopped off the last limb.

Because I just hate your guts!
Wang Baole said. Zhou Fei widened his eyes and stared as the final blade fell on his head and sliced clean through him. He died instantly!
Upon Zhou Fei’s death, the seven to eight Foundation Establishment realm cultivators, whose eyes had flashed earlier, suddenly formed hand seals and pointed towards his corpse.
Zhou Fei’s corpse shriveled instantly. A faint shadow rose from his dead body, indistinct and blurry, and wrapped itself around Wang Baole’s Dharmic Armament. It started screaming silently. The soundless scream formed a kind of attack that lashed at Wang Baole’s mind.
Murder flashed across the eyes of the seven to eight cultivators, and they charged at Wang Baole suddenly.



Die!

Amidst a deafening thunder, waves of spells and countless Numinous Treasures exploded around Wang Baole. They stirred a dust storm that enveloped him.
Gasps of shock soon rang out from within the dust clouds. The seven to eight cultivators leaped back hastily, but it was too late. The flash of a saber’s blade swept past in a wide arc. The cultivators were beheaded in mid-air…
Everything happened too fast. It ended before anyone around them could react.
The dust clouds settled, revealing a towering figure that stood ten meters tall. Upon closer look, it was not a person but a dozen puppets entwined with one another, forming a shield!
The puppets started disintegrating. They fell apart in fragments, revealing within a dozen protective screens. Sheltered behind the screens was Wang Baole. He hadn’t suffered a single injury.
Everyone’s pupils contracted upon the sight. The shock they had been feeling intensified, and those with the intention to attack Wang Baole immediately cast aside such thoughts.
Wang Baole was simply too powerful… it was easy to feel helpless before such a person in the Mystic Luna Realm.
Wang Baole turned around and stared coldly at the other cultivators. There were still late-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivators amongst them. They looked extremely solemn. They didn’t retreat and instead, raced towards Wang Baole.
Their intentions were clear. They didn’t wish to attack. They only wished to be teleported away!


They weren’t idiots. They knew that Wang Baole would investigate the giant crater, and the accountability was too great. If something did happen, their family clan would hold them responsible. If they were transported away by Wang Baole, the accountability on their shoulders would lessen considerably.
Wang Baole immediately sensed the choice these few late-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivators had made. Their intentions were very clear. They wouldn’t make trouble for him. He, in turn, should extend the same courtesy. After all, they had no grudges against each other…
Works for me too! 
With a wave of his right hand, Wang Baole threw out a handful of Mystic Trace Beads. The beads exploded in mid-air and turned into a mist. The late-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivators froze momentarily, then raced towards the mist. A few mid-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivators also came to their senses then and hurriedly dashed out. They fought to get into the mist…
Those slower on the uptake stared in a daze as the mist dispersed. They looked at Wang Baole, then at the others. Everyone immediately retreated without hesitation, departing the area and scattering to the winds.
Soon, the entire base was left with Wang Baole and a ground littered with dead bodies. No other living person remained.
The number of people I’ve killed in the past two days is more than those I’ve killed in the past twenty years… 
Wang Baole’s eyes fell shut. He was silent for a long while. He could feel the raging bloodlust inside him slowly quieten. He opened his eyes and eyed the giant crater before him.
Revenge must be taken!

The thing that the two powers and the giant tree are trying to get their hands on… I’ll snatch it if I can. If I can’t, no one else gets to have it. I’ll destroy it myself! 
Wang Baole’s eyes flashed. He marched towards the crater and entered!
A wave of heat surged towards him as soon as he stepped inside. There was a blood-red glow that emanated from deep within the crater. Something seemed to be brewing inside. The feeling was similar to what he had felt when he had first discovered the fissure where the small tripod cauldron had been.
Around him were signs of trees fused with rocks.


Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. He knew that the cultivators he would find inside would most likely be Core Formation realm cultivators. With a flip of his palm, he pulled out a handful of Mystic Trace Bead and raced in!