Wang Baole: How Can You Be So Self-Righteous?

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the disciples of the Emotion-Forsaking Palace entered the Northern Jade Mountain in an orderly fashion.

No one flew out of Northern Jade Mountain, no sounds were heard from inside, and no accidents occurred.

It's safe now.

The same thought flashed through the minds of everyone present.

After exchanging a glance, the Golden Cicada Buddha Child and the Northern Abyss Crown Prince said in unison, "Fellow Daoist, please go first."

Northern Abyss Crown Prince smiled faintly, "Since Golden Cicada Daoist Jinchan has spoken, then this Crown Prince will not refuse. Black Dragon Army, heed my command, all troops, attack!"

"Promise!"

With a deafening roar, the Black Dragon Army flew majestically towards the Northern Jade Mountain, followed closely by the disciples of the Great Thunderclap Temple.

Seeing Nie Xiuyuan said to Elder Huang beside him, "Tell the disciples, it's time for us to set off."

"Promise."

After Elder Huang finished speaking, he turned around and gave orders.

Before long, the cultivators from the Dao-Seeking Academy also set off towards the Northern Jade Mountain.

The cultivators from other holy sites along the way also wanted to rush into Northern Jade Mountain, but they stopped when they saw Nie Xiuyuan leading the way.

After entering the Northern Jade Mountain, everyone felt Dao Light that blinded them.

But after the light disappeared, Wang Baole found himself all alone. He muttered to himself, "I didn't expect that this Northern Jade Mountain, like the ruins that Senior Brother Ye took us to, would automatically separate people."

However, this was no big deal for the cultivators of the Holy Land. Each of them had a communication talisman, so finding their fellow disciples was a piece of cake.

Wang Baole then took out a communication talisman from his storage ring, but he soon discovered that the talisman was ineffective.

He closed his eyes and sensed that apart from the rich Spiritual Qi, this mountain was no different from any other place.

He slowly opened his eyes, glanced around at the lush, dense forest, and without much thought, walked into the woods.

The Northern Jade Mountain is rich in Spiritual Qi and only opens once every thousand years; there are probably many good things in the forest.

A short while later, Wang Baole heard a rustling sound in the woods.

Moreover, the sound didn't just come from one direction; it seems quite a few cultivators have landed in this area.

He immediately stopped in his tracks, gripping the wood-chopping knife tightly in his hand, and stared intently at the nearest source of the sound.

Two figures emerged from the depths of the dense forest. Both were cultivators from the Northern Abyss Holy Dynasty, one of whom was a member of the Black Dragon Army. Judging from his attire, he was not an ordinary soldier, but a powerful cultivator.

The two people opposite also saw Wang Baole. They already had a grudge against each other, and now that they were enemies meeting, their eyes were filled with hatred.

The man said, "Boy, you're unlucky to run into this general here!"

All sounds in the woods ceased the moment those words were uttered, and countless eyes turned toward them.

When they saw that the two sides facing off were the Dao-Seeking Academy and the Northern Abyss Holy Dynasty, excited expressions appeared on their faces.

"General."

Wang Baole said calmly, "So you're a master in the Black Dragon Army."

"Good."

The man said proudly, "His Highness the Crown Prince's Black Dragon Army is divided into seven armies, each led by a King and Marquis. I am the deputy general of the seventh army. Dying at my hands will make your journey worthwhile."

After listening to his words, Wang Baole nodded slightly and murmured, "The deputy general of the Black Dragon Army is indeed qualified to be my opponent."

???

The onlookers in the woods were all full of questions, trying to figure out the identity of the Little Fatty.

No matter how hard they racked their brains, they couldn't figure out which prodigy this Little Fatty was from the Dao Dao-Seeking Academy.

The seventh lieutenant's face was extremely gloomy. He never expected that the Little Fatty holding a wood-chopping knife would not only be unafraid after hearing his identity, but would also show some disdain.

He said with a gloomy face, "What an arrogant brat! Dare to state your name?"

Wang Baole smiled and said, "Listen carefully, I am Wang Baole, the fourth true disciple of the Great Sage Qiankun and Earth."

"Demon-Rooting Heavenly Saber!"

"This Little Fatty is actually Demon-Rooting Heavenly Saber!"

"..."

A startled cry suddenly came from the dense forest.

Upon hearing the words "Demon-Rooting Heavenly Saber," the seventh lieutenant's disdain vanished instantly, replaced by excitement. He shouted:

"I've heard that the disciples of the Great Sage Qiankun are all geniuses, invincible within their own realm, and capable of challenging those of higher realms. Today, I'd like to see if you, a fellow who only managed to suppress the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon thanks to your master's Sword Jade, dare to fight me fair and square!"

"Hehe."

Wang Baole chuckled, "How did you manage to say those things to me so confidently?"

"Do you dare?"

While using provocation, the seventh lieutenant was also gathering strength to prepare for his escape.

"I'll satisfy you."

Wang Baole agreed without hesitation.

hiss...

The onlookers in the dense forest gasped in shock upon hearing this.

You can faintly hear people talking.

"The Demon-Rooting Heavenly Saber is a fool! Every deputy general in the Black Dragon Army has slain a Nirvana cultivator. This time, he's in big trouble."

"Sigh... this Demon-Rooting Heavenly Saber is still too inexperienced."

"..."

The seventh lieutenant listened to the crowd's discussion, and in his heart he had already cursed them all.

These guys deserve to die! They actually exposed my secrets. Once I force Wang Baole to retreat, I'll deal with them.

He squinted and asked, "Are you scared?"

Wang Baole laughed upon hearing this, "What are you thinking? Reversing the Nirvana is just basic stuff, isn't it? If you can't do that, I won't even bother to make a move. Stop dawdling and I'll give you the chance to make the first move."

Mad!

Everyone instinctively gave Wang Baole a thumbs up.

They really wanted to ask, "How can you say such arrogant things in such a calm tone?"

The seventh lieutenant was also thoroughly enraged by these words. Fortunately, as a lieutenant, he retained his composure. He slowly drew his treasured sword and said in a deep voice, "You forced me to do this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he slashed out with his knife!

"Sweep Away a Thousand Armies!"

It was an extremely ordinary sword technique, but it was an extremely practical one.

This was a fatal blow, but also a blow brimming with fighting spirit.

A terrifying Saber Intent instantly swept across the surroundings.

"Perfect Saber Intent, nothing more than this."

Wang Baole spoke, he casually chopped with the machete in his hand.

Fast, accurate, and ruthless!

Without any hesitation or delay!

Clang!

With a flash of light, the forest fell silent instantly.

The two sword energies dissipated, and before anyone could react, they heard the seventh lieutenant's voice faintly ring out.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

"The Wood-Chopping Saber Technique."

As soon as Wang Baole finished speaking, the seventh deputy general looked shocked, and then slowly collapsed...