Wang Ba was montarily stunned, looking into the eyes of the Wu Monkey King:
"Mao, you..."
Wu Monkey King slightly averted his gaze, looking towards the outer realm, fearless and without worry, his gaze calm and candid:
"What I inherit is the Way of the War Victory Mage; in struggle, one can comprehend their true nature."
Wang Ba’s expression paused slightly, then fell silent.
Yet all three ca to persuade.
Birth of a Refining Void Cultivator within the Little Cang World is rare; Wu Monkey King’s venture to the outer realm is almost a certain death, wasted in vain, a loss unbearable to all.
"Why not try with a puppet? From long ago, we still have two Emperor Puppets stored from the Daosheng Continent..."
Ji Ying spoke out.
Wu Monkey King gently shook his head but said nothing to explain.
Wang Ba’s deep voice had already sounded:
"Emperor Puppets are re lowest tier of Immortal Ascension... they can’t detect anything."
"Be careful yourself."
The first sentence was to Ji Ying, the second to Wu Monkey King.
The next mont, behind the Little Cang World, a small void slowly erged on the Realm mbrane.
And at the instant this void appeared, Wu Monkey King’s figure silently disappeared.
When he reappeared, he was at the edge of the Little Cang World’s protective cover.
Wang Ba stood before the Realm mbrane, eyes narrowed.
Jiang Yi and the others watched the outer realm with tense expressions.
In the next mont, they saw a colossal Ape Buddha illusion rise from Wu Monkey King’s body, swiftly engulfed by the overwhelming mass of Double-Pupil People and vast white mist...
Golden light pierced through the white mist, illuminating the surroundings, but only after a few breaths did it quickly dim, like a flower withering and disappearing...
Watching the final glimr of golden light vanish, Wang Ba’s hand hidden in his sleeve suddenly clenched tight!
"Mage, it..."
Jiang Yi, Ji Ying, and Liang Wuji’s expressions imdiately grew dull.
They all guessed wrong.
Those Double-Pupil People were not powerless.
Yet at this very mont, Wang Ba’s heart trembled suddenly, as he looked up.
He saw an ape wearing a monk robe standing slightly swaying on the Realm mbrane, golden light shattered, aura faint, but the location of the two arms had beco bare, leaving only tear wounds seemingly pulled off by terrifying force instantaneously...
However, thankfully, Wu Monkey King was still alive!
The hand within the sleeve slightly loosened, yet instantly clenched again silently.
Wang Ba’s mind moved, and a crack imdiately opened under Wu Monkey King’s feet, allowing him to fall through.
The two broken arms quickly grew back.
Though the aura was weak, Wu Monkey King’s expression betrayed no discouragent; he promptly reported to Wang Ba:
"I didn’t see clearly... they attacked... used Divine Footwork to escape..."
Divine Footwork is one of the Buddhist Divine Powers, reaching the mind’s will in one step, akin to Wang Ba’s Great Celestial Escape Divine Skill.
Wang Ba nodded slightly, though sowhat disappointed, yet roughly gauged these Double-Pupil People’s capabilities, looking at Wu Monkey King with slight contemplation:
"Your ability to escape already indicates sothing."
"Perhaps they can harm us, but for so reason, they haven’t acted, at least not yet... do these Double-Pupil People possess Spiritual Wisdom or not?"
This doubt spread within his heart.
If they possessed Spiritual Wisdom, these Double-Pupil People seed dead-like.
Yet if without Spiritual Wisdom, they seed driven by so purpose, pushing them to advance.
Jiang Yi glanced at the outer realm, seeing the Double-Pupil People pursuing again, yet as before, not attacking, rely following unhurriedly.
Unable to help but frown slightly, he spoke to Wang Ba:
"Is it possible that the Purple-robed Taoist is controlling these Double-Pupil People behind the scenes? As he did earlier, using Innate Divine Demons to force us into the Wind Disaster Area... you didn’t follow his arrangent into the Boundary Sea Vortex before, now he’s found us again, employing the sa old trick..."
"It’s possible, anything’s possible... we still know too little."
Wang Ba nodded, then shook his head.
Current information is vast and myriad; he can estimate thousands of possibilities from it, but the truth is only one, and key facts to piece together the truth remain hidden beyond their knowledge.
The Wind Disaster Area is simply too large.
These clues may never be given to them, hence preventing them from piecing together the truth ever again.
Seeking a glimr of escape by guessing the motives of the Purple-robed Taoist and the Double-Pupil People seems nearly impossible now.
"So..."
Wang Ba’s gaze swept to the Double-Pupil People behind, a trace of resolve flashed in his eyes.
The next mont.
In the astonished glances of Jiang Yi, Ji Ying, Liang Wuji, and even Wu Monkey King.
Fanming, who was flying towards the depths of the white mist, suddenly swerved sideways!
The Double-Pupil People behind followed slowly.
But rely in the next instant, Fanming turned decisively, rushing towards the Double-Pupil People!
"Deputy Sect Master!"
"Wang Ba, you, you’re insane!?"
"Wang!"
Their faces changed drastically, unable to hold back exclamations.
Even Wu Monkey King’s eyes showed a rare hint of surprise.
Yet Wang Ba’s gaze was incredibly firm, even carrying a hint of calmness, a rationality bordering on madness:
"We don’t need to know so much; since they need us more, why be afraid?"
Watching the countless figures of Double-Pupil People rapidly enlarge in their view, Jiang Yi and the others were montarily speechless.
They could only watch as Fanming’s massive body charged headlong towards these tiny yet enigmatic figures!
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