Chapter 1582: Chapter 102 Dragon Elephant_3
“Could it be…”
A sudden thought rose in his mind, and without hesitation, he slashed his blade down onto the Mantis World Eater that had been tornted into a pitiful state by the Five Great Divine Beasts.
Saber energy surged wildly, swiftly destroying its body.
Soon, the Mantis World Eater instantly scattered and dissolved into streams of chaotic energy…
rely a few seconds later, Patriarch Panji exclaid in delight once more:
“Little Friend Wang, it’s stabilized again!”
“It truly is!”
Wang Ba imdiately realized.
These World Eaters were lifeforms born from the entanglent between Dao and Chaos Origin Substance. Upon their death, the Dao Intent and Chaos Origin Substance they contained were invaluable supplents to Little Cang World.
Especially when these deaths occurred within the Realm mbrane—there was almost no loss at all.
Clearly, they were greatly suited to Little Cang World’s appetite.
The Realm mbrane’s counterforce also subsided as a result.
Wang Ba contemplated:
“If this is the case, killing more World Eaters might truly stabilize this space…”
While pondering, Patriarch Panji’s voice suddenly beca urgent:
“Be careful, there’s another…”
Whoosh!!
Before he could finish speaking, alarm bells rang wildly in Wang Ba’s mind!
The pitch-black crack in the Realm mbrane was suddenly torn open by a massive force.
Monts later, countless blood-red tendrils surged violently from the fissure, swiftly spreading out and lashing toward Patriarch Yuyang, the Black Armored Strongn, the Five Great Divine Beasts, and Wang Ba!
Almost instantly, the Yuyang Great Drum was struck, its surface instantly bearing a deep crack!
The Black Armored Strongn and the Five Great Divine Beasts were also hit simultaneously. The Black Armored Array Plate crumbled in an instant, as seven figures staggered and were flung backward.
Among the Five Great Divine Beasts, Elephant Forty-Nine was the first to shield the other four divine beasts, its tusks raised in fury, flas blazing upward!
Despite its formidable defenses, comparable to the Spirit Turtle at the sa class, even it was battered severely by the blood-red tendrils, its entire spine dented inward.
The White Tiger quickly grabbed its tail and dragged it away with several agile leaps.
“Bang!”
The blood-red tendrils struck too fast—even Wang Ba was caught off guard. A direct hit triggered a massive golden-black elephant phantom across his body.
Compared to Elephant Forty-Nine, the peak realm Dragon Elephant Dao Soldier’s defenses were far more formidable.
Though struck by the blood-red tendrils, it narrowly managed to hold its ground.
Wang Ba swiftly shrank in size, redirecting the force.
And at that very mont, Patriarch Panji’s voice rang out:
“…It’s late-stage Class V!”
Accompanying this was the sound of the eastern portion of the Realm mbrane space collapsing rapidly, followed by a heavy rumbling as the upper structure sagged downward!
Wang Ba’s expression changed dramatically. Clenching his teeth, he unexpectedly expanded his body, raising one hand upward—to support the falling space!
“Wang Ba!”
“Taoist Friend!”
“Martial Nephew!”
“Deputy Sect Master!”
“Little Friend!”
A cascade of urgent voices erupted almost simultaneously!
Amid the desperate cries, the true form of the blood-red tendrils pressed heavily into the realm!
It turned out to be a monster that resembled a human head, with its blood-red tendrils shockingly revealed to be its hair!
Countless tendrils surged once more, targeting Wang Ba, who stood closest!
Below, Zhao Feng’s expression changed as he witnessed this shocking developnt:
“Junior Brother!”
He gritted his teeth and raised a single hand.
Outside of Wanxiang Sect, a Nascent Soul Rogue Cultivator stared intently at the mbrane Eye.
From the Primitive Demonic Sect, an elder squinted his eyes and unconsciously stepped forward.
anwhile, within the Realm mbrane space.
Directly facing the eerie monstrous head, Wang Ba quickly turned to the corner where the Ice Daoist stood and barked:
“Taoist Friend, assist !”
The Ice Daoist remained silent, but in that instant transford into a beam of light, arriving ahead of the tendrils and forcefully rging into Wang Ba’s brow!
Wang Ba’s aura surged dramatically!
At this mont, he seed to ascend directly to the Immortal Ascension realm.
Simultaneously, a Golden-Patterned Ink Dragon shot out from his sleeve!
Upon closer inspection, it was nothing akin to an Ink Dragon—it was clearly a Spiritual Ghost Eel with a hornless dragon-like head and golden patterns adorning its body. Its aura, however, was unmistakably Class IV!
This was none other than a Class IV Golden-Patterned Ink Dragon Dao Soldier!
The Ink Dragon Dao Soldier carried a faint consciousness that growled in anger:
“I am the Moro Giant Elephant King… How dare you…”
Wang Ba coldly snapped back, tearing a white ribbon from his back with one hand while gripping the Ink Dragon Dao Soldier with the other.
These two Dao Soldiers both originated from the Moro Giant Elephant King, as if naturally compatible. One white, one black—they fused instantly into a piece of black-and-white silk imprinted with golden patterns, softly draping over his body.
He appeared ethereal and transcendental, seemingly otherworldly.
The fusion of these two Dao Soldiers at last beca Wang Ba’s ultimate trump card.
Class IV Dragon Elephant Dao Soldiers!
Mana and Qi and Blood surged swiftly into his body.
His aura soared once again!
While the limit of Dao Soldiers generally accessible to Nascent Soul cultivators could not reach late-stage Immortal Ascension power…
What if one wielded two Class IV Dao Soldiers simultaneously, supported by an Ice Daoist’s clone?
Though complex in description, by the ti one more breath had passed, countless blood-red tendrils had only just reached Wang Ba’s face.
In that crucial mont of desperation, Wang Ba’s expression remained calm. Raising one hand to the sky, he slightly lifted the other hand, and amidst the tendrils’ overwhelming presence, extended a single finger forward.
Under everyone’s astonished gaze.
That single finger seed to pierce through a delicate breeze, scattering the blood-red tendrils like wind-blown dandelions…
Without hesitation, Wang Ba pressed his finger directly onto the horrified face of the monstrous head!
Then ca a crisp *crack*.
The monstrous head quickly collapsed upon itself before erupting into an enormous stream of chaotic energy, dispersing into the surroundings!
With the death of the monstrous-head World Eater.
The space stabilized instantly!
The entire realm fell quiet…
“Yuyang! Quickly!”
Patriarch Panji stared in awe at the scene, then abruptly rembered and shouted urgently!
“I’m coming!”
Patriarch Yuyang, his body bearing a new crack, rushed toward the eastern collapse and swiftly stabilized the space.
However, at this mont, Wang Ba—whose hand had been holding up the space—shuddered slightly as the Ice Daoist’s shadow faintly erged.
A trace of grimness flickered across Wang Ba’s face:
“Ultimately, it didn’t fully rge…”
“Little Friend Wang! The chance!”
Patriarch Panji’s voice broke through at this mont.
Wang Ba froze montarily, then quickly assessed his surroundings.
Thanks to the contributions of these three World Eaters, the Realm mbrane’s counterforce had significantly weakened, and the Dao Domain mists had evenly dispersed across the space.
“The ti is right!”
Comprehension blossod in Wang Ba’s heart, and he forcefully maintained the current state of dual Dao Soldier empowernt.
Surveying his surroundings, inspiration struck him like divine providence. The Skyfall Blade rapidly took form in his grip, and gripping the weapon firmly, he cleaved downward amidst the murky chaotic mists!
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