Chapter 1883: Chapter 42: Descent

At this moment, a sudden wave of fear washed over his heart.

The final strike of the Double-Pupil Taoist was far more terrifying than he imagined.

If not for this Treasure Basin of Immortal Essence enduring almost all the damage, he feared that even a slight contact would have scattered his soul completely, and returning his True Spirit to the Domain might have been utterly too late.

After a moment of hesitation, he withdrew his palm.

If the Sea Pearl in the Treasure Basin of Immortal Essence is not taken out, it will continue to be nourished and enhanced.

But once removed, it is like a ripe melon falling from its vine, and can no longer be enhanced.

This pearl has already reached Class VI, perhaps just a step away from Seventh Tier, and he was truly reluctant to take it down so easily.

“However… repairing this Treasure Basin of Immortal Essence is also probably a daunting task.”

Wang Ba glanced at the cracks on the Treasure Basin of Immortal Essence, with a slight heaviness in his heart.

His understanding of Artifact Refining was shallow, but the repair of an Innate Dao Treasure was surely not something ordinary people could accomplish, different from Magic Tools and magic treasures made by human hands.

But with so many matters at hand, he genuinely had no Mental Strength to solve this problem for the time being.

He sensed his body once more.

The Essence and blood were severely depleted; the Thunderstorm Body, honed with immense Thunder, had been completely broken, and now his body felt as empty as a basket, unable to hold anything.

If not for the incense line nearby, constantly nourishing the Primordial Spirit, allowing it to gradually recover.

He feared it wouldn’t be long before both the Primordial Spirit and the physical body dissipated together.

However, the presence of the Primordial Spirit in turn nourished the body.

Making the body, despite being severely injured, heal slowly.

“This will have to do.”

Wang Ba sighed lightly.

Unwilling to spend Domain Origin, and without treasures to heal the body, his recovery would naturally have to be gradual and self-reliant.

Thankfully, it seemed that peril had been escaped for the time being. Even though his body couldn’t quickly return to its optimal state, it didn’t have much impact.

After pondering a while, he rummaged through the Myriad Cave for some time, then left the Taoist Field and Little Cang World without looking back.

Came once again to the Outer Realm.

Gazing into the distance, the vast Void, specks of Stars, broken lands nearby, small patches of white mist, fragments of black Realm Membrane…

The entire Realm Sea, tranquil and lonely.

However, Wang Ba had no spare mood to admire these, looking around, although he didn’t see the Boundary Sea Vortex, he still lacked a sufficient sense of security.

At present, he reluctantly flew down, landing on Fanming’s head.

The short Fur atop, compared to Wang Ba’s stature, every strand seemed like a Heavenly Pillar.

The Fanming below sensed Wang Ba’s arrival, but only weakly raised its eyelids slightly, exposing a pair of dim golden pupils, then closed them silently again.

With wings flapping sluggishly, barely carrying the Little Cang World, staying put.

Wang Ba glanced at Fanming, at the bald patches and blood scabs on its wings and head, caused during the escape from the pursuit of the Double-Pupil People.

Compared with before separating, Fanming’s physical strength and stature seemed to have increased, at least, the previous Fanming, whether in speed or defense, couldn’t compare to now.

Recalling the hint of golden light in Fanming’s eyes and its vaguely detached pupils, he squinted slightly, having some vague suspicion.

However, he didn’t come here to pity Fanming.

Hovering in front of Fanming, he gently raised his hand, and from his sleeve, a large amount of beneficial Elixir, spirit food, treasures for nurturing the body, flew out at once.

Instinctively, Fanming opened its mouth, swallowing these things in one gulp.

After swallowing these things, Fanming seemed a bit more spirited, but evidently it was far from enough for it, so it immediately opened its eyes wide, looking expectantly at Wang Ba, and couldn’t help but open its mouth again.

Wang Ba glanced at Fanming, whose aura barely changed after swallowing a large amount of Elixir and spirit food, feeling rather helpless inside.

Undoubtedly, Fanming was an extremely useful assistant for finding a foothold in the Little Cang World.

Sturdy and durable, fast as well, with no loyalty issues, able to serve as a meat shield at crucial times, and thrown out to assist in attacking opponents.

The only problem was… now the Little Cang World was clearly somewhat unable to support it anymore.

Wang Ba hesitated a bit, finally bracing himself to say:

“Let’s just leave here first; later, you’ll have some Chaos Origin Substance to eat.”

Fanming’s eyes widened instantly, looking at Wang Ba with shock.

Uncontrollably opening its beak as if wanting to say ‘cheating even a bird?’ but held back forcibly.

Silently nodding its enormous head, its eyes slowly becoming numb.

Then, weakly flapping its wings.

Wang Ba looked around, glancing at the distant specks of starlight.

Hesitated for a moment.

Without a Divination Map of the Realm Sea, he had no way to determine his position; all directions appeared similar in his eyes.

Yet only after a brief moment of hesitation, he quickly made a choice.

Casually pointing in a direction, Fanming then wobbled with vacant eyes, flapping its wings in the direction Wang Ba indicated.

Casually collecting bits of white mist and broken Realm Membrane en route into the realm.

Wang Ba looked at the distant, ruin-like tranquil Void, sighing silently.

Whichever way he went, it had to be better than remaining here; otherwise, should the Double-Pupil Taoist manage to teleport over, the Little Cang World in its current state wouldn’t withstand a blow.