A World Worth Protecting

On the periphery of another basin on the Mystic Luna Realm’s visible side, there were tens of cultivators fighting against each other. From the way they were dressed, it could be seen that it was the Senate against the Trilunaris Corporation, and Jin Duoming was amongst them.

Within this group of people, there were Foundation Establishment cultivators who had managed to find twenty fragments and succeeded in becoming Foundation Establishment cultivators. However, even though Jin Duoming from Trilunaris Corporation had long attained twenty fragments, he didn’t begin the Foundation Establishment process. Instead, he was lying on the chair, looking bored at the disciples within the Senate.

“All of you dare to battle me?”

Amongst the disciples in the Senate, there were Foundation Establishment cultivators who were looking angrily at Jin Duoming. For some unknown reason, a conflict had arisen between them. However, they couldn’t fight him, and could only express their rage with angry stares.

Just as the cultivators from both sides were glaring at each other, a sudden strong force of teleportation erupted from an area near them. The old lady appeared out of thin air just as they turned their heads to look.

A wave of force from a Core Formation cultivator instantly spread in all directions, gripping the hearts of cultivators from both sides. Even Jin Duoming sat upright, a rare look of concern apparent in his eyes.

The members of the Senate all held their breath but didn’t seem too surprised. It appeared that they were already aware that there were Core Formation cultivators from the Galactic Dusk Sect.

They remained vigilant as the old lady stepped out from thin air. The moment she appeared, she looked extremely awful and solemn. Green veins bulged from her forehead. The madness and suppressed indignation she felt in her heart had already reached such a level that it could no longer be described. When she appeared, she screamed shrilly and angrily at the sky.

“Wang Baole, you little bastard! It’s not the end from me!” As the old lady screamed angrily, her voice reverberated. This made the Senate and people from the Trilunaris Corporation even more alert. Jin Duoming even narrowed his eyes, as he had heard about the issues between Wang Baole and the Galactic Dusk Sect.

He had thought that Wang Baole must have died during the ordeal. However, seeing how the old lady was acting now, curiosity arose in his heart.

At almost the same instance that curiosity arose, the old lady’s anger rose to its limits as she looked angrily and frighteningly at the people from the Trilunaris Corporation and the Senate. She wanted to vent her anger on them but forcefully swallowed that urge.

After all, the people from the Senate and Trilunaris Corporation were from the second generation. Not a single one of their elders could be belittled. The old lady could kill and destroy Wang Baole but was unwilling to offend the direct relatives of any of these elites. That was especially so when she noticed Jin Duoming, which made her suppress her anger. She turned and charged towards the dark side of the moon.

She was indignant as she recalled what had just happened. She felt incredulous, and at the same time, she determined that she would never give Wang Baole another chance when she saw him again. She would attack forcefully, targeting and killing Wang Baole directly.

As the old lady rushed back at high speed, Wang Baole was standing on the dark side of the moon, his eyes shifting away from the position where the old lady was a moment ago. He then looked at the five dumbfounded and shocked Foundation Establishment realm cultivators around him, who had witnessed the scene.

Every single one of those cultivators was utterly shocked with disbelief, as they felt that everything seemed ludicrous. What just happened was something that they would have never imagined even in their dreams. The great Core Formation realm Elder who arrived so imposingly had actually been teleported away with the wave of Wang Baole’s hand and his order for her to scram.

It was such a huge turn of events that their delight at the arrival of the old lady instantly turned into shock. The effect of the beads that Wang Baole had tossed out was clear to them. As reality and understanding sunk into their minds, their expressions changed, and they were taken aback. Voiceless screams uncontrollably escaped from their mouths.

“This… This is the Mystic Trace Fog! God! Wang Baole can actually store the Mystic Trace Fog into beads to form a Dharmic treasure!”

“D*rn it! How did this happen? If Wang Baole possesses beads like this, it means that he can teleport away whoever he wishes. To a certain extent, this makes him invincible!”

As the crowd gasped in shock, they all lost their will to battle. Wang Baole’s powers made them frightened, and the Mystic Trace Beads destroyed all their hope. They spread out in all directions, with only one thought in their heads, and that was to escape and hide!

To them, a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator on the same level as Wang Baole wasn’t completely indestructible. However, it was still extremely frightening to them and was an existence that they couldn’t fight against by themselves.

That was especially so as Wang Baole’s speed and physical build made his abilities for continuous combat and resistance towards attacks exceed that of others significantly. It was sick simply thinking about it, but Wang Baole also possessed Dharmic Armaments that others could never obtain. That alone was a nightmare to people, and the only thing that they could do was wish to grow more legs in order to escape.

However, Wang Baole wouldn’t easily let them escape. Now, a flash appeared across his eyes as his speed erupted, charging out like a bolt of black lightning. When he emerged and neared someone, he swung his left hand and sent out a sea of fire. That was him activating his Heated Burst mystic technique.

The heat wave was shockingly strong and spread instantly, enveloping the cultivators who were on the run. One cultivator tried to shield himself from it and retreat, but in the Sea of Fire enveloping him, bolts of lightning appeared, landing on him as the fire swallowed him whole.

Without stopping and after eliminating that cultivator, Wang Baole turned and charged towards the next person. Painful screams emerged one after another in the forest. Five minutes later, Wang Baole kicked the abdomen of the last Foundation Establishment cultivator, bursting his body apart. He looked at the twisted face of the cultivator who had once gone after him in an attempt to kill him and kicked hard at the destroyed abdomen once again.

Painful screams could no longer be heard. The cultivator laid there, trembling uncontrollably as his eyes clouded until he finally stopped breathing and died.

Wang Baole looked at the corpse before him coldly, before picking up the cultivator’s storage bag. He opened it to take a look and retrieved a jade slip from it. The storage bags of the other cultivators also contained similar jade slips, which marked a location nearby.

In order to send so many people here so quickly… It probably means that this spot is their assembly point. The hostility in Wang Baole’s heart had partially dissipated. He groaned as he dashed towards the point marked in the jade slip.

In reality, the marked point was one of the bases of the Galactic Dusk Sect, which wasn’t far away from where Wang Baole was. There was a deep trench in the ground, with hundreds of True Breath realm cultivators entering and leaving it; they appeared to be excavating.

In the depths of the trench were two middle-aged men guarding the area vigilantly, looking at the disciples who were digging as they furrowed their brows. They had received the order from the old lady to kill Wang Baole, and also a reminder for them to take note of Wang Baole’s Mystic Trace Beads.

“Mystic Trace Beads?”

“Sounds interesting.” The duo grew vigilant. After all, for the old lady to personally alert them to it, it meant that there must be something shocking about it. Therefore, they looked at each other and were about to leave and begin their search outside the trench when suddenly, outside the trench, a painful scream arose, and gasps of shock gradually followed.

“Enemy attack!”

The duo was shocked as they instantly picked up speed and charged outside the trench. At the same time, outside the trench, Wang Baole had already emerged at high speed out of the forest. When he arrived, he dashed in with the Dharmic Armament in his hands.

He didn’t bother to attack the True Breath realm cultivators unless they were looking for death themselves. His target was only the Foundation Establishment realm cultivators. As he neared, he unleashed the Supernova, killing several True Breath realm cultivators who charged at him without any fear of death. He waved his knife at every single Foundation Establishment realm cultivator that came at him, cutting them into two with blood spurting out from their wounds. The scene was too shocking to the True Breath realm cultivators around him. They all gasped in shock, and almost all of them stepped back and looked at Wang Baole with extreme fear and disbelief.

That was especially so for one of them, who was one of the Federation seedlings. As he looked at Wang Baole, a torrent of emotions and thoughts crashed in his heart. Even though he had heard about Wang Baole’s matters previously, seeing how strong he was with his own eyes still made him feel incredulous.

Wang Baole noticed him as well but retracted his gaze in silence. The other party hadn’t participated in the pursuit for his death and didn’t seem to want to attack him now. Furthermore, he was one of the Federation seedlings. With this shared relationship, Wang Baole chose to ignore him as he walked towards the trench without anyone blocking his way.

Just as he neared, the strong aura of two people erupted from within the trenches right at Wang Baole. Wang Baole didn’t even bother to take a look as he tossed the Mystic Trace Beads out.

“Scram!”

A loud boom emerged as the beads exploded. A thick fog filled the entire trench, and even though the two late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators were alert, it wasn’t possible for them to react and resist the Mystic Trace Fog that had appeared so suddenly. In the blink of an eye, they were teleported away.