A World Worth Protecting

The self-acted and directed chase was happening on the foreign planet. At the same time, deep in the boundless parameters of the universe, there existed… a star system filled with flame.

The vastness of the star system’s boundaries was extremely astonishing. In fact, it was as big as tens of thousands of Divine Eye civilizations.

At that place, flames seemed to burn eternally. Looking ahead, the boundless cosmos was like a sea of fire. Within the sea of fire, there were an astonishing number of planets. Those planets were of various sizes and were all burning without exception.

If one looked carefully, countless lifeforms could be seen living on the burning planets. Whether it was plants or animals, or ordinary people or cultivators, they could be found everywhere, making the planets extremely lively.

Meanwhile, in the lively center of the star system, a mountain floated in the cosmos. It was as though all of the fire seas had this place as their core. It was as though the mountain was the source of the flames. Its red color was like blood and could make anyone who saw it shudder with fear!

There was also a small hut at the peak of the mountain. It looked ugly and was built using grass, but it was able to maintain its green color under the indescribably high temperature, the grass showing no signs of wilting. It was obviously extraordinary. Within the hut, there was an elder sitting cross-legged.

The elder wore red robes and had a head of red hair. Although there were wrinkles on his face, he looked very strong. That was especially so considering that the light within his eyes seemed capable of making the surrounding cosmos lose all its color despite them being half-closed!

There was a bronze mirror in front of the elder, and the mirror reflected… the planet Wang Baole was on. As the elder checked, the images in the mirror kept changing. Every time the image changed, a masked silhouette would appear.

Those silhouettes were obviously the Descenders. And the identity of the elder was obvious. He was… the Flame Patriarch!

The masks of the Descenders, including Wang Baole’s, not only contained the power to hide them and a curse they could use once on an enemy, but they also had two functions. On the one hand, they could record the number of kills. On the other hand, they allowed the Flame Patriarch to clearly see what happened to every Descender no matter how far away they were from him.

And that was where his interests lay. In the past, every time a mission started, the Flame Patriarch loved to observe the battlefield as though he was watching a live stream via the masks. Every time he saw a Never-Ending Clan member die a horrible death, he would feel very happy in his heart.

At this moment, he was also doing that. While feeling very satisfied, he rapidly looked through all the masks. But very quickly… when the mirror reflected Wang Baole’s silhouette, he swept a glance at the bull-masked man chasing Wang Baole and then looked at Wang Baole, who was crying in pain while escaping, with surprise in his eyes.

So he raised his right hand and flicked it down, rapidly looking through all of Wang Baole’s experiences after coming to this place as recorded in his mask. Slowly, the Flame Patriarch’s expression became extremely weird.

Chasing himself with himself? Interesting… This transformation technique looks very familiar…

It’s the essence technique of Chen Qing, who loves acting like he’s very youthful!

This brat… What’s his relationship with Chen Qing? The Flame Patriarch raised his eyes. He had always disliked Chen Qing because he felt that Chen Qing was older than him but always liked assuming the appearance of a youth. However, he didn’t know why, but he found Wang Baole pleasant to the eye after seeing him kill so many Never-Ending Clan members.

It’s a little exaggerated, but it’s still pretty interesting to watch. The Flame Patriarch muttered and decided not to watch anyone else. He prepared to watch Wang Baole for a little while more.

And just then, the bull-masked man Wang Baole transmogrified to chase himself let out a roar.

“Handsome fella in front, stop running!” The bull-masked man’s angry roar echoed within the hut and in the surroundings of where he was. As for that sentence, it made the Flame Patriarch’s face twitch.

This shameless aura is exactly the same as Chen Qing’s!

The Flame Patriarch humphed. As he continued watching, the Wang Baole in the image was speeding in midair while feeling a multitude of emotions in his heart.

Even my killer can see my handsomeness. Life is so difficult… Wang Baole seemed to forget that it was a self-directed play. At that moment, he was very invested in his act, but very quickly, his expression changed slightly. He realized that the silhouettes of two branch teams appeared in the sky ahead. Wang Baole didn’t know why the two branch teams, which had a perfected stage Soul Conduit among them, were gathered together, but he narrowed his eyes slightly and still charged towards them while letting out a shrill scream.

“You’ve gone too far! This is the territory of the Never-Ending Clan, yet you still dare to be so arrogant here! I’ll definitely destroy both your body and spirit!”

The words of the bull-masked man behind him also changed immediately.

“That brat in front, you’re done for!”

The chase between the two was naturally seen by the Never-Ending Clan members. Their perfected stage Soul Conduit realm leader was a middle-aged man. His gaze was icy as he looked at Wang Baole then looked at the bull-masked man behind him. He didn’t say a word, and because of that, the other Never-Ending Clan members also merely sized up Wang Baole and the bull-masked man without attacking.

Even though the bull-masked man put on his previous act by changing his expression and trying to escape, the perfected stage Soul Conduit only gave a slight signal for a cultivator beside him to give chase. He ignored Wang Baole as he brought his men along and continued moving forward.

The Never-Ending Clan is way too cold! Wang Baole had a headache. He knew that his bull-masked clone looked real but actually didn’t have much combat strength. He gauged that someone would suspect something shortly and that bringing it along with him would draw suspicion. So as he sighed in his heart, he flew towards the Never-Ending Clan members like an uninvited guest.

At that point, the Flame Patriarch seemed bored with Wang Baole and decided to go look at others. But before he could do so, Wang Baole said, “Army commander, I have something to report!”

In the image, the middle-aged perfected stage Soul Conduit turned his head to look at Wang Baole after hearing him. He was about to speak when he suddenly narrowed his eyes and raised his right hand to grab a Never-Ending Clan clanmate to shield him in the next moment.

The moment he did so, Wang Baole’s body exploded and became a huge patch of mist, spreading towards the surroundings with astonishing speed. Immediately, he engulfed that group of people. But the perfected stage Soul Conduit reacted quickly enough in the end. He used the cultivator in front of him to shield himself and infused his cultivation into that cultivator’s body, causing it to explode. He then used the explosive force to retreat and avoid being absorbed by Wang Baole!

“Who are you!” As he retreated, the perfected stage Soul Conduit had an intense killing intent in his eyes. He weaved hand seals with all six of his arms, forming layers of golden runes that then became a halo. The layers shone outside his body, turned rapidly, and buzzed.

That was the first time Wang Baole was met with such a situation in his many attacks after coming to that planet. But he didn’t stop. The mist instantly rolled and transmogrified into a giant head, then let out a roar.

“I’m your daddy!” The waves Wang Baole unleashed only had power equal to that of a late-stage Soul Conduit cultivator, but they dispersed a terrifying suppressive force equal to that of an early-stage Spirit Immortal. He quickly charged towards the retreating perfected stage Soul Conduit.

The perfected stage Soul Conduit had eyes full of surprise as he raised his right hand and took out a jade slip instantly, which dispersed teleportation runes. He was about to crush it, but at that point in time, Wang Baole’s eyes flashed unnoticeably. He quickly analyzed in his mind and concluded that he wasn’t confident of making his opponent stay before he teleported away unless he used his Dharmic Battleship. The seemingly violent mist head actually turned around and escaped rapidly as the jade slip unleashed its maximum power.

This scene caused the perfected stage Soul Conduit to be somewhat confused and made the Flame Patriarch’s eyes light up while watching the live stream. That was especially so because when Wang Baole escaped, he still had a strong aura that made people feel that he was a dominant overlord, seemingly because he didn’t wish to arouse the suspicion of others.

However… the more he did that, the more he made people suspect whether he was exposing himself unwittingly while trying to cover his tracks. The perfected stage Soul Conduit was feeling that way now. His first reaction was that something was amiss. He kept deliberating in his heart about whether to teleport away as he originally wanted to, or to… chase and kill Wang Baole.

If he gave chase, he was scared of falling into a trap. If he didn’t give chase, he wouldn’t forgive himself for letting this opportunity to make a huge contribution to his clan slip away. And according to his judgment, Wang Baole was most likely weaker than him. If not, he wouldn’t have chosen to ambush them previously.

As the two thoughts appeared in his mind at the same time, Wang Baole’s silhouette was about to escape. However, the waves he dispersed didn’t decrease. Instead, because he was scared of being chased, they increased. Seeing that, a cold gimmer flashed between the eyes of the perfected stage Soul Conduit.

“Enough with your acting!” As he spoke, the perfected stage Soul Conduit Never-Ending Clan member suddenly gave chase.

Seeing the Never-Ending Clan member give chase, the Flame Patriarch, who was watching the live stream, raised his right hand and flicked down. He retrieved a flame fruit and ate it while watching enthusiastically.