A World Worth Protecting

A mere mid-stage Core Formation realm cultivator, and you still dare to fight me? This Liang Long has only one ball. I have three! Wang Baole thought arrogantly. His attack had completely overpowered Liang Long. Since forming a Heart Core, the strength of his physical body had reached terrifying levels. In addition, he still had a Lightning Core and a Dark Core.

Practicing the Lightning Immortal Transformation strengthened the foundations of his cultivation. As he struck, lightning bolts descended from the heavens and rendered Liang Long almost powerless to fight back. He was forced to react and unable to unleash many of his own attacks.

Wang Baole charged forward like a raging Tyrannosaurus, threatening to rip everything in his path apart. Liang Long quaked in his boots. His eyes reddened as he became trapped in such a critically dangerous moment. He retreated hastily, yanked a jade pendant that had been concealed underneath his clothes off his neck, and pressed it.

You have Dharmic Armaments? So do I!

The jade pendant started shining instantly. It transformed swiftly into a huge turtle shell that encased Liang Long within. The aural shock waves from Wang Baole’s megaphone arrived as soon as the turtle shell was formed, surging forward, thundering, and crashing onto the turtle shell.

The skies quaked with deafening thunder. The force of the aural attack erupted, splitting the earth open in numerous places. However… the turtle shell protecting Liang Long only suffered a slight dent, and it healed almost instantaneously!

The spectators had no time to observe the scene before Wang Baole’s lightning bolts approached immediately after his aural attack. They landed on the turtle shell, but they only caused a slight dent in the turtle shell. They seemed unable to shatter it. Then, Wang Baole approached. He lifted his right leg, and his kick landed on the turtle shell. That was when a sliver of a crack appeared on the turtle shell.

Even so, this crack healed immediately before his eyes!

Wang Baole frowned and retreated. Liang Long was finally able to catch his breath. His facial features were contorted into an extremely ugly expression. He stared unblinkingly at Wang Baole’s right leg. The brief sigh of relief was followed swiftly by terror and shock. He knew how precious this turtle shell was. It was a defensive treasure that had been a gift from his master. It was able to withstand an attack from a Nascent Soul realm cultivator. A Core Formation realm cultivator wouldn’t be able to cause it any harm.

He had tested this many times while fighting others and while carrying out missions in the sword body. However, just a moment earlier, a kick from Wang Baole had actually caused a crack in the turtle shell. It might have healed instantly, but that still sent fear into his heart. He thought about where Wang Baole had been aiming for, and his hair stood on end.

Despicable!

While Liang Long released a breath of relief, a cold light flashed in Wang Baole’s eyes. He dashed out again. This time, he was faster and didn’t give Liang Long a chance to react. He approached and raised his right hand for another attack.

It wasn’t a single punch, but a series of punches!

A series of thunderous booms erupted. Wang Baole was like a hurricane, lashing out repeatedly against Liang Long’s turtle shell. The sound of his fists and kicks connecting with the turtle shell thundered and rang out in the air. He unleashed the power of his three cores at the same time. Regardless, he could only manage to inflict more cracks on the turtle shell.

Liang Long wasn’t having a good time himself either. Despite the turtle shell being able to withstand the attacks, it still shook from Wang Baole’s kicks and punches. The tremors weren’t limited to once or twice. Wang Baole had unleashed more than a hundred punches without pause and kicked a dozen or so times. The resultant quakes were enough to send Liang Long’s blood churning. It felt awful.

This experience of being hit without being able to hit back drove Liang Long mad. His eyes shone with murder. He was about to unleash his killer move when he held himself back.

I’m going to wait for him to tire himself before I strike. I’ll use this turtle shell to exhaust his energy!

Liang Long grit his teeth at that thought. Wang Baole had an awful expression on his face at this point as well. The turtle shell was giving him a headache. He couldn’t break it apart.

I’ve encountered something like this before… As Wang Baole sent another punch forward, he recalled a similar experience when he had been in the Spirit Breath Village. He had trapped the other party inside something else then.

I’ll do just that. You really think there’s nothing I can do to you? Wang Baole grew impatient at that thought. He retreated suddenly and raised his right hand. The glow of a spell erupted instantly.

It was then that Liang Long’s eyes flashed as he saw Wang Baole’s retreat. This was the moment he had been waiting for. His hands came together to form a series of hand seals. He roared and bit the tip of his tongue, spilling blood. He raised his right hand and made a grabbing motion in the air. His spilled blood transformed into a blood saber before him, and his hand gripped it. He was about to retaliate when the tip of a small bell appeared within the glowing light in Wang Baole’s hand!

It expanded rapidly and grew to an enormous size in an instant. It was over three meters tall and exuded a terrifying power. It… surpassed that of the giant megaphone and seemed to be at the level of an eighth-grade Dharmic Armament. There was a giant red python on this huge bell, coming to life as it roared. This python was the remnants of a god inside the huge bell!

Wang Baole formed a series of hand seals. The large bell fell buzzing over Liang Long’s head the same moment his blood saber was unleashed. It descended with a loud boom, trapping Liang Long and his turtle shell within and encasing them within a seal!

Liang Long’s blood saber slashed forward then and landed on the bell, causing the bell to shake and release a deafening ringing that shook the earth. Liang Long was flung sideways repeatedly by the violent aural vibrations. He released a cry, and blood spilled from his lips. His fury was indescribable as he howled madly.

His cry sent the huge bell buzzing again. Liang Long’s heart started beating violently. He was on the verge of madness. However, there was nothing he could do about it. His blood saber might be powerful, but it couldn’t slash open the bell with a single blow. He would have to unleash multiple attacks.

He could imagine the deafening ringing that would result from each attack, that would lash back at him. He wouldn’t be able to sustain the use of the turtle shell for such a long period of time as it required too much Spirit Qi. Resentment filled Liang Long. He was about to bite the bullet and unleash everything he had when alarm flashed across his face.

This artifact can cut off Spirit Qi! He could immediately sense that he had been cut off from the Spirit Qi outside the bell. He was unable to absorb and replenish his Spirit Qi!

Everything drove the already resentful and frustrated Liang Long further into a mad fury.

At present, Wang Baole stood outside the huge bell. He threw a glance at the bell, then snorted. The bell could only be used once and couldn’t last long, but Wang Baole didn’t feel much loss using it now. After all, he had caught plenty of remnant thoughts of gods on Mars. As long as he had enough materials, he would be able to refine another one.

You have that turtle shell of yours, right? Seems quite impressive. Let me make this more challenging for you! Wang Baole stuck his chin up in the air arrogantly. He kicked the bell a few times, triggering a series of loud ringing. Then, he decided that he couldn’t be bothered with it anymore. He turned and stared at Zhou Biao and the others around him. Their faces were pale, and when they looked at him, it was with eyes of shock and terror.

“Has the cave abode here been cleaned up? Someone, lead the way!” Wang Baole said coolly. The breathing of Zhou Biao and the others quickened. They hastily greeted Wang Baole, and respectfully led him to his cave abode.

His cave abode… naturally sat atop the main mountain peak. It rested on the very top of the peak. One could gaze upon the vast Sea of Fire. This was the spot on the island where Spirit Qi was the richest. There was also a Spirit Pool inside the cave abode.

The amenities and daily necessities were comprehensive. Wang Baole smiled with great satisfaction after entering and inspecting the cave abode.

Zhou Biao and the others had originally planned for Liang Long to have this cave abode. However, they had witnessed with their own eyes Wang Baole’s violence and dared not offend him. They released a sigh of relief after leading Wang Baole straight into his cave abode. Then, they stared at one another. They could see the resignation in one another’s eyes.

“There’s nothing we can do about it. We can’t afford to offend him. Let’s just be more careful from now on.” Zhou Biao sighed. He turned to his fellow cultivators and passed down his instructions. A Foundation Establishment realm cultivator amongst them hesitated, then asked softly.

“Senior Brother Zhou, what about Uncle-Master Liang?”

“That’s out of our hands. We cannot get involved. Didn’t you see how even Pavilion Head Li of the Foreign Affairs Pavilion washed his hands of this…” Zhou Biao thought for a bit. The fearsome image of Wang Baole’s violent punching and kicking appeared in his mind. He shuddered and then shrugged quickly.

Everyone left their own separate ways quickly. What remained was the giant bell in the public square and Liang Long’s occasional howls of resentment escaping from within.