Chapter 1732: Chapter 153: That ’Person’ (End of This Volume)

Rolling star river.

Four Symbols reach the sky.

The towering figures of Dragon, Tiger, Sparrow, and Turtle stand at the four corners of the sky dome.

Under the exquisitely serene starry night like crystal, Zhao Feng stared dazedly at Wang Ba, who flew alone towards the sky dome, departing from the group.

His heart was heavy for a moment.

He could vaguely sense that his Junior Brother seemed to be walking alone in a direction within the Little Cang World that had not existed for countless tens of thousands of years.

He didn’t know whether this direction led to an abyss or towards dawn.

But he knew that for his Junior Brother to make this choice, it must have been after countless contemplations and one decision made in profound pain.

He sighed softly.

Without further hesitation, he immediately urged the cultivators of the Wanxiang Sect and the Tribulation Crossing Raft to fly towards the Taoist Field.

…

“Deputy Sect Master, do you need me to accompany you?”

Traveling mid-air, Wang Ba’s figure paused slightly.

In front of him stood Hui Yunzi Ancestor, wearing a moon-white robe, with a consistently indifferent expression.

Seeing him, Wang Ba’s heart warmed slightly, then he gently shook his head:

“I appreciate your goodwill, Ancestor, but there’s no need… By the way, the World Eaters around the outer realm are now all gone. You may seize the opportunity to leave this realm and attempt the Ascension Tribulation.”

“The rules within the realm are currently chaotic, and it shouldn’t aggravate the Thunder Tribulation as before. However, for safety, outside the realm is more stable.”

Hui Yunzi Ancestor heard this, remained silent for a breath, then spoke:

“If you see that ‘person’… ask on my behalf if my disciple is still present.”

Wang Ba’s eyes flinched slightly, then softened, nodding:

“Don’t worry, Ancestor, I’ll ensure the message is delivered.”

Hui Yunzi Ancestor said nothing, merely nodded slightly, stepping aside to clear a path.

Wang Ba didn’t linger; he immediately flew straight toward the sky dome.

The view was dazzling stars.

But this was his creation, so how could it obscure his sight?

With a thought, he crossed these stars and casually descended into a realm membrane.

Within the gray, dim realm membrane, Wang Ba stood tall, looking straight ahead.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the void, passing through countless changes within the realm membrane, seeing the sole unchanging truth.

He softly spoke:

“Please come out.”

He didn’t deliberately search, but he knew that the ‘person’ must be silently watching him from somewhere.

As time passed, no figure emerged.

Wang Ba’s brows furrowed slightly.

He patiently waited a while longer, yet still no ‘person’ appeared.

Just as Wang Ba’s patience ran out, and he prepared to use other means.

A figure finally slowly coalesced from chaos and walked out from the gray, flowing realm membrane before him.

Robust in stature, muscular and firm, bare-chested, with ink-black long hair casually falling.

His gaze filled with defiant arrogance, dismissing all of humanity.

Seeing this figure, seeing this gaze, Wang Ba was shocked to his core!

Such a figure, in his cultivation moments, he recalled almost constantly, even after hundreds of years, how could he forget?

“Master!”

But he promptly took a deep breath, his eyes instantly clear, his expression solemn, his tone cold:

“By coming here alone, I’ve demonstrated sincerity; why must you threaten me using those dear to me?”

The ‘Yao Wudi’ said nothing, his gaze suddenly shifted, cold and indifferent like Hui Yunzi’s, his body transforming instantly into a moon-white robed, clean-shaven middle-aged cultivator.

“Elder Xun…”

Wang Ba’s face darkened slightly, staring at the ‘Xun FuJun,’ he suddenly spoke after a long pause:

“What should I call you?”

“Heavenly Dao of Little Cang World… or Realm Spirit?”

Despite being exposed by Wang Ba, ‘Xun FuJun’ seemed unsurprised but his face turned grim, his eyes flashed with cold fury, finally uttering a fierce overlapping voice, neither male nor female, neither old nor young:

“Bold! You are but a life born within my body, how dare you be impudent before me!”

Contrary to expectations, Wang Ba remained remarkably calm.

His tone, unexpectedly not timid but instead carried a hidden edge:

“If it wasn’t for me, Little Cang World would already be a place of extinction. I grant you minor respect, addressing you as the Heavenly Dao of Little Cang World, but if you don’t appreciate it, I’ll call you a ghost of the grave. What can you do?”

“What can I do?”

‘Xun FuJun’ sneered, flicking his sleeve.

Between them, a water mirror immediately appeared.

Within the water mirror, Hui Yunzi Ancestor’s image quickly appeared.

Wang Ba’s heart tensed.

The next moment, amidst ‘Xun FuJun’s cold laughter, an astonishing Thunder Tribulation descended upon Hui Yunzi Ancestor’s head!

Lightning submerged his figure.

As the lightning slowly faded, Hui Yunzi Ancestor’s form had already vanished.

Witnessing this scene, Wang Ba’s expression chilled like frost, he slowly lifted his head.

‘Xun FuJun’ wore a full smile:

“How about it? Surely you’re aware of my prowess now?”

Yet to his astonishment, the coldness on Wang Ba’s face gradually faded, replaced by calmness.

He calmly shook his head.

Raised his hand, slowly forming a seal technique.

The next moment, ‘Xun FuJun’s face slightly changed.

With almost a thought, it saw in its own realm barrier, at an unpatched breach, a giant bird almost the size of half a domain, silently suspended in front of the gap, humiliated.

Seemingly, it could tear the realm membrane open again anytime and intrude inside the realm.