NOVPUBIf it were Tang Ji and the others who came back later, it would have been fine, but if the ones who appeared were from the Kingdom of Immortals, he would have to take action immediately to stop them.
After a while.
The Teleportation Array suddenly lit up.
Wang Ba’s expression tightened, and quietly in his hand appeared a Class III top-grade Blade Weapon.
At the same time, his other hand rested on the Spirit Beast Bag at his waist.
Soon, the bright light from the Teleportation Array extinguished.
Over a dozen figures immediately appeared within the Formation.
Wang Ba swept over them with his Spiritual Sence, and his expression soon relaxed:
"It’s the Qi cultivators."
However, what appeared in the Teleportation Array was a group of men and women in tattered clothes, looking nothing like cultivators.
Though disheveled, one could vaguely make out their noble air, likely the so-called remnants of the royal clan of Qi.
Yet the mana aura on their bodies was on the verge of depletion, evidently having fled all the way from the Qi State’s capital until they were rescued by Song Dongyang, an ordeal filled with indescribable hardship.
So much so that, despite being cultivators, they did not even have the mana to clean their robes.
Seeing Wang Ba, they were all extremely respectful, and each hurriedly paid their tributes to him.
When under the eaves, one must bow their head, not to mention that Qi was no more. Both the primitive Demonic Sect and the Kingdom of Immortals were the enemies that annihilated their nation; if there were anyone who could save them, it would likely be the cultivators of Jin.
Of course, they did not dare to disrespect Wang Ba.
Just as Wang Ba was about to speak, he suddenly heard an astonished and delighted voice from above:
"A Teleportation Array? Oh! I was just about to go to Lao State, and I didn’t expect to find so many little treasures hidden here..."
Wang Ba’s heart shook, and he hurriedly turned his head to look up at the sky.
Above the canyon, there stood three figures dressed in clothes woven from leaves and vines, looking like wild men.
"Shanxiao Lineage!"
"Three Nascent Soul Early Stage!"
Wang Ba couldn’t help but frown deeply.
And those Qi cultivators who had just teleported over also instantly felt the astonishing aura of the Nascent Soul cultivators, showing their faces filled with horror and despair.
"The Kingdom of Immortals! Again, the Kingdom of Immortals!"
"We can’t escape!"
At this moment, all the Qi cultivators were reminded of the nightmare brought by these clerics of Ten Thousand Gods’ Country after their capital’s destruction.
Their faces changed drastically, some immediately stood back in the Teleportation Array, trying to teleport back the way they came.
Others, however, stood in place in despair.
Yet these three cultivators from the Shanxiao Lineage had already flown over without the slightest hesitation.
"Capture them alive! To be made into Servant Cultivators!"
They did not care at all about Wang Ba, the Golden Core Craftsman.
This was also quite normal, as the fluctuations of the cultivation base that Wang Ba exuded were merely at the early stage of Golden Core.
In their minds, a light slap would be enough...
However, at the very moment the three were about to land,
Wang Ba immediately activated his mana.
Around the Teleportation Array, a massive barrier suddenly rose up,
Protecting everyone within the Formation just in time.
At the same time, Wang Ba, with an expressionless face, slapped his Spirit Beast Bag.
In an instant, a beast as large as a small mountain—a massive armored lizard—leapt out of the Spirit Beast Bag, rapidly enlarging, and its huge body fell heavily, forcing the three men to scatter.
"A Fourth-Order Spirit Beast?!"
Scattered on the ground, the three Shanxiao Lineage cultivators swept their gaze over the beast, their eyes revealing a hint of surprise.
One of them, a Shanxiao Lineage cultivator with Alien Beast tattoos, immediately laughed:
"I underestimated you, but this is an unexpected pleasure, haha, gentlemen, this beast, whoever captures it first, it’s theirs, how about that?"
"Envoy Jiang, don’t play tricks."
"Haha, I wouldn’t dream of it!"
The two responded with a smile, seemingly determined to win.
Fu had greatly increased in spiritual wisdom by now and could sense the three people’s disdain for it.
It let out a low hiss, and then above its solitary horn on its head, a light suddenly shone.
"Hehe, a fourth-order spirit beast with high spiritual wisdom seems to be angered. Gentlemen, I’ll make the first move!"
The Jiang-named cultivator, tattooed with the pattern of an alien beast, laughed heartily. He was the first to fly up, swiftly throwing several stones from his hand, smashing them towards Fu’s head!
And then, he froze.
These stones, strong enough to shatter gold and jade, to split mountains and rocks, hit Fu’s head, only to bounce off and fall to the ground after a series of crisp, metallic clangs, just like ordinary stones would.
Fu slowly lifted its massive head, its light brown vertical pupils filled with indifference.
The next moment, a gray light flashed just above the solitary horn on its head.
The Jiang-named cultivator instantly felt his hair stand on end and hurriedly tried to flee.
However, at the very moment he thought to dodge, a hint of scorn flashed in Fu’s eyes.
An invisible fluctuation rapidly spread out from its center, dispersing in all directions.
The moment it covered the Jiang-named cultivator, he couldn’t help but stiffen slightly!
And it was during this moment of stiffness, under his terrified gaze.
The gray light arrived as promised.
Seeing this, the two fellow Lao State cultivators’ faces changed drastically, and they hurriedly tried to escape.
However, the next moment, two streaks of gray light passed by…
After half an incense stick’s time.
The teleportation array lit up.
When Tang Ji, and Song Dongyang, both with their robes tattered and their auras weakened, recovered from the slight chaos brought by the teleportation and saw the scene before them, they were astonished.
"This, this is…"
Outside the teleportation array, three severed corpses of cultivators lay scattered on the ground.
Feeling the remaining aura on their bodies, they were indeed existences of the Nascent Soul stage.
Their gazes swept over the panicked Qi State cultivators and finally settled on Wang Ba.
Tang Ji, his face showing shock, couldn’t help but blurt out:
"Wang Ba, is this your doing…"
Wang Ba’s expression was calm, and he didn’t deny it but spoke quickly:
"It has nothing to do with me. It was the spirit beast raised by Martial Uncle Qi. However, the nascent souls of these three cultivators escaped too quickly, my spirit beast couldn’t catch up, we must leave quickly… By the way, has everyone returned?"
Song Dongyang looked at Wang Ba with a complex gaze, then scanned the cultivators behind him and around.
He frowned slightly:
"Protector Ke and Enforcer Yan are still missing; the teleportation array is a bit small, we could only come over separately, they will follow shortly."
But after waiting a while longer, there was still no activity from the teleportation array.
Song Dongyang’s face changed slightly, and he spoke:
"I’ll go check what’s happening."
Just as he was about to teleport back.
At that moment, the teleportation array lit up again.
A somewhat disheveled, familiar figure soon appeared within the teleportation array.
"Protector Ke."
Seeing the figure, Song Dongyang felt a sense of relief wash over him, yet he was puzzled:
"What about Enforcer Yan? Wasn’t he with you?"
Protector Ke’s face suddenly revealed a strange smile.
"Are you referring to him?"
He slowly drew out the hand that had been behind his back, gripping something.
A feeling of extreme unease grew inside Song Dongyang.
He looked intently.
The next moment, he was stunned.
In Protector Ke’s palm rested the head of Enforcer Yan.
