"I'm in a hurry!" Wang Baole was in a state of great excitement as soon as he rushed into the gray starry sky. He was anxious to rush to his senior brother. He even understood at this moment that his previous judgment was correct.

Senior brother Chen Qingzi deliberately let the news that the Moon Split God Emperor was about to die, in order to fish and to hint that he would come over quickly.

"Senior Brother, can you be more obvious when you hint this next time? If I weren't smart and unparalleled, I wouldn't be able to react this time." Wang Baole felt happy in his heart, and the speed was faster after entering the gray starry sky.

He felt that there was a peerless fortune ahead waiting for him, so he wished he could go to his senior brother to receive this gift package.

"Divine Emperor..." Wang Baole's eyes shone and he couldn't help but lick his lips.

"I forgot to ask Master, how many star fields, stars, and planets are there in the body of a God Emperor... I think there must be many, maybe they are comparable to a small universe." Wang Baole was even more excited when he thought of this. If someone else had changed to someone else, perhaps all of them could be absorbed by the rules of the Tao after the death of the God Emperor, and thus realize the opportunity.

But he is different. He is practicing star technique now, which is a taboo technique that can transform any star into its own star. Although practicing this skill will cause disaster, Wang Baole is not afraid.

"I suck, I swallow, I suck!" Wang Baole became more and more excited the more he thought about it. He felt that this time, he might be able to be promoted to the Star Realm all at once.

"It's a bit exaggerating... But it shouldn't be a big problem to break through a few small realms." Wang Baole's eyes shone, and he was galloping at this moment, gradually approaching inward from the edge of the gray starry sky.

However, this gray starry sky is too big. Even if you fly in a straight line at Wang Baole's current speed, it will probably take a long time to enter the real core area.

So after flying for a while, Wang Baole calmed down and knew that this matter was urgent. Otherwise, other changes would easily occur due to his own urgency.

"Take it slow, anyway, with the senior brother here and the master here, I can't escape the fortune, and I can't die." Thinking of this, Wang Baole coughed, and simply let go of his mind completely, and his spiritual consciousness spread to observe the surroundings.

In fact, he also saw some differences here as he flew along the way.

First of all, people.

There are many cultivators here, and most of them look mysterious. In this gray starry sky, Wang Baole met many along the way, and they all noticed each other from afar, spreading away quickly without contact, as if they were all rushing and searching.

These people are all geniuses from various sects and families, looking for opportunities and luck here.

"There are so many people, I'm afraid there are tens of millions of people..." Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and saw seven or eight figures passing by in the distance for a moment. Several of them paused slightly after paying attention to him, as if they were measuring, and then left quickly.

Then there was a sense of rejection and suppression. As we penetrated into the gray starry sky, the feeling became stronger and stronger. In Wang Baole's feelings, if there was no other way to offset the suppression and rejection, then he would stay here for at most about five days and he would have to go out for some repairs.

Because there is not only repulsion and suppression here, but also... a rich breath of death. This aura comes with the power of repulsion and suppression, and will forcibly integrate into the body of the monk, eroding the soul and body. Once eroded for a long time, you will undoubtedly die!

But... if this breath of death was replaced by someone else, it would be true. Even some mysterious family sects had the method of restraint that could last longer, but it could not be completely offset.

Even if the Weiyang clan is strong, it is difficult to dominate here. It can be said that the only and only people in the entire Weiyang Dao Domain... can be seen here... the people from the Underworld Sect!

Because the repulsion and suppression here come from the formation, but the rich aura of death contained in it comes from... the Dao of the Ming Sect, which was revived by Chen Qingzi!

So in the moment of deepening, when Wang Baole noticed that the dead energy was filled with his whole body, he blinked and his heart suddenly became alive. The dead energy here not only did not damage him, but instead... there was a certain degree of gain!

Even after he secretly absorbed some, his cultivation level became active in his body, and the dark fire in his eyes transformed on his own, as if cheering, which made Wang Baole feel extremely comfortable all over his body.

"What a good place!" Wang Baole was excited and was about to continue to absorb, but soon his expression changed and felt a strong crisis. He saw that in this gray starry sky, there were wisps of green tobacco, which seemed to be between illusion and reality. It was originally just spreading around, as if he was fighting against the dead energy, offsetting each other.

But after Wang Baole absorbed the dead energy here, these blue tobacco lines suddenly whistled towards him, and even spread out with the intention of splitting, which seemed to threaten the soul, making Wang Baole immediately retreat after he noticed it, and his expression was solemn.

"These blue silk threads... should be the blue smoke falling from the Weiyang warship. According to Master, is this part of the Weiyang Heavenly Way?"

"Why are you only full of hostility towards me? Other geniuses entering this place are also attacked by death..." Wang Baole retreated and observed it. After an answer was found in his heart, everyone else was passively attacked, so Weiyang Tiandao ignored it. In a way, it should be considered to be helpful and shared.

But it is different here. I am not passively eroding, but actively absorbing it. This may be the reason for the hostility of Weiyang Tiandao.

There is another reason. Wang Baole thinks it is also related to his practice of some astrology.

Wang Baole had a headache. After measuring it, he felt that if there were three or four strands, he could still fight against it. If there were more, he would be in danger.

"If you have the ability, I will give me thirty or fifty strands!" Wang Baole snorted, and chose to give up absorbing the dead air, which made the three or four green silk threads chasing dissipate. He watched the rich dead air here, and once absorbed, it would improve his cultivation and make the Nether Fire stronger, but he could only watch it, and could not absorb it happily. This feeling made him a little depressed.

"I have to think of a way..." As Wang Bao pondered, he walked along the way and saw other strange things in the gray starry sky besides people and the aura of heaven.

That is... vortexes of all sizes!

These vortexes attracted Wang Baole's attention, and in most vortexes, there are basically one or several monks meditating. As for the others, there are a number of monks who are competing for each other.

After a careful look, a light flashed in Wang Baole's eyes. He knew the origin of these vortexes, which contained both a strong dead aura and a broken rule of different strengths and weaknesses.

"The place where the strong fall!" Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and murmured. He didn't know how many vortexes there were in the gray starry sky, but he could also tell that these vortexes should be under the command of the Moon Split God Emperor!

Either they were killed by their senior brothers or they were attacked by the death aura here.

"Many legions under the command of a God Emperor..." Wang Baole thought for a while, and his body shook, and quickly approached a small vortex with seven or eight monks fighting fiercely for each other.

The speed was so fast that it approached in an instant. When his right hand was raised and waved, a powerful roar burst out, falling around the seven or eight monks like a storm, causing the seven or eight monks to tremble violently, each spewing blood. While looking at Wang Baole in horror, they all retreated rapidly and did not dare to stop.

Seeing that these people were so worry-free, Wang Baole did not chase them, but instead rushed into the small vortex, sat cross-legged and tried to understand.

But the moment he sat down, the perception had not yet begun. The natal scabbard that had not been moved for a long time suddenly trembled. In an instant, the broken rules of Taoist meaning in the small vortex came straight to him, instantly merged into his body, and drilled into the scabbard!

The scabbard shone even more at this moment, as if eating those broken rules.

"Huh?" Wang Baole was stunned and was about to check it out, but the next moment his expression suddenly changed, because the remaining rules in the vortex, after being absorbed in all instants, seemed to have a vacuum, attracting a large amount of death aura around him. It would be fine if it was just death aura, and more blue silk threads would also follow.
Chapter completed!