Chapter 1821: Chapter 1820: Mountains of Corpses and a Million Dead

"Hahahaha—!" Hearing their words, Zhang Xiaohao’s heroic spirit shot to the heavens as he threw his head back and laughed.

Only after a long while did Zhang Xiaohao finally put away the smile on his face. He looked at them seriously and spoke.

"Can ants understand the ambition of a great swan? From the moment I, Zhang Xiaohao, wrecked the very first Wangu Arena, my Dao had already taken shape! Destroying a hundred Wangu Arenas—that is my Dao! Once you’ve set your Dao, no matter what blocks the way ahead, you charge forward without ever looking back! Don’t talk to me about just this little force of yours in front of me, barely ten million people altogether. Even if the entire Spirit Realm stands against me, Zhang Xiaohao, I’ll still walk this path without fear and without regret! Cultivation is going against the Heavens to begin with—if everything is smooth sailing, where’s the talk of gaining immortality and roaming the world? Of transcending the Six Paths, jumping out of reincarnation?"

"Hmph! Human Demon, spare us your useless bullshit! I’ll put it right here today: if you dare take one step forward, my Wind Dragon clan’s ten thousand troops will fight you to the death!"

"And my Black Shrimp clan too—if you dare come over, don’t blame us Black Shrimp for getting rude with you!"

"And us as well!"

Seeing this scene, those surrounding races all spoke with killing intent soaring to the sky.

In short, Zhang Xiaohao had his Dao to walk, and they had their interests to protect. For the sake of this final Wangu Arena before their eyes, even knowing it meant death, they still chose to gamble it all!

"You want to block me? Then you can all go die! Today I, Zhang Xiaohao, will open a great slaughter—none will be spared, and no one is allowed to escape!!!" Zhang Xiaohao said, murderous aura piercing the heavens.

Swoosh!

They saw Zhang Xiaohao tap the ground lightly with one foot. His Time Law Talent flared, and his figure sped up twentyfold.

With a slap of one hand on the storage pouch at his waist, banner after banner flew out of the pouch, falling into his hands. Using this final Wangu Arena as the center, he laid Formation after Formation, covering a hundred-li radius in every direction.

At the same time, top-grade Spirit Stones, like fleeting clouds before the eye, were rapidly shot into these Formations all around.

Zhang Xiaohao’s speed was extremely fast, like a bolt of lightning. In the eyes of outsiders they couldn’t even track his silhouette; they only saw Formation after Formation soar up beside them, trapping them inside. But they felt no fear. No matter how Zhang Xiaohao arranged his Formations, could they really be stronger than the combined Formations laid down by their ten million-strong force?

A quarter of an hour flashed by.

Zhang Xiaohao’s figure flickered and came to a stop on the ground.

The surroundings had already been filled with three thousand six hundred Formations laid by him. These Formations fused into one, shrouding the entire hundred-li radius. The defensive power was astonishing—if they wanted to flee, they had to first break through these Formations, otherwise escape was impossible.

Furthermore, no matter how they attacked these Formations, unless they shattered all three thousand six hundred in one go, their attacks would simply be shared and dispersed among them.

"Hmph! Human Demon, we’ve already waited a full quarter-hour for you! Are you done or not?"

"If I were you, facing a ten-million-strong Cultivator army, I’d never choose such a suicidal tactic!"

"Human Demon, could it be you’re scared now? Trying to stall for time?"

Seeing this, the surrounding Cultivators all sneered and jeered.

Zhang Xiaohao gave them a disdainful glance, then stepped forward and walked toward them.

"Afraid? In my Zhang Xiaohao’s dictionary, there has never been the word ’fear’!" Zhang Xiaohao said earnestly.

With every step Zhang Xiaohao took, towering murderous aura erupted from his body and swept outward in all directions.

After three steps, the killing intent behind Zhang Xiaohao surged like a vast ocean, pressing down on everyone’s heads, rolling and roaring like muffled thunder, stirring up waves of shocked and angry cries.

"I’ll repeat myself: whoever blocks me—dies!!!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

As his words fell, the endless killing intent behind him condensed into a colossal sword of slaughter, covering his entire body surface, as if cleaving the sky in two. Its violent momentum swept outward in all directions.

"Kill!!!" On the opposite side, thousands of different races all let out low roars. They activated their Formations on the spot, shrouding Zhang Xiaohao within. In an instant, all sorts of overwhelmingly powerful Formations blasted into the sky, enveloping heaven and earth. Colors intertwined as tyrannical forces pressed down on Zhang Xiaohao.

Immediately after, each of them pointed with one hand and formed seals with both hands. Magic Artifacts and Magic Items spun out in a flash, carrying tremendous power as they ruthlessly blasted toward Zhang Xiaohao.

Tens of thousands of Magic Artifacts, Magic Items, Spirit Talismans, Puppets, Spirit Beasts and so on surged toward Zhang Xiaohao like a sky-covering torrent, sealing off all his escape routes.

As for Zhang Xiaohao, there wasn’t the slightest hint of fear. He just watched them coldly.

As their incoming attacks drew closer and closer, Zhang Xiaohao finally moved.

"Spatial Teleportation!"

As Zhang Xiaohao’s words landed, his figure flickered and, when he appeared again, he had already rushed straight into the crowd.

Boom boom boom!!!

Where he had been standing before was blasted open by the sky-covering attacks, gouged into enormous cracks. Dust billowed as terrifying shockwaves swept outward in waves.

"Heaven and Earth Furnace Great Wilderness Sword Qi!" Zhang Xiaohao let out a low roar.

Like a Demon God from the Nine Netherworld, streaks of terrifying golden Sword Qi shot out of his body. The densely packed golden Sword Qi, carrying ear-splitting sonic booms, crazily slashed toward the surrounding Cultivators.

After absorbing hundreds of millions of Magic Artifacts, the Great Wilderness Sword Qi Divine Skill inherent to the Heaven and Earth Furnace had its power multiplied several times over. When it hacked into these Cultivators, no matter what stood in front of it, a single sword strike shattered it.

But that was only the beginning. Zhang Xiaohao’s cold, slaughter-filled voice rang out once more.

Since he had decided to make a move on them, Zhang Xiaohao would absolutely hold nothing back. Even a lion goes all out to kill a rabbit; he had no intention of pretending to be weak and then capsizing in a gutter.

His Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivation erupted, and a full set of domineering battle gear appeared on his body.

On his head the Little Spirit King Sky Crown, on his body the Heavenly Battle Armor, over his shoulders the Ten Thousand Demon Cloak; on his feet the Black Cloud Stepping Sky Boots; at his waist the Heavenly Spirit Belt. His face was covered by the Heavenly Emperor Mask; in his left hand the Sea Snake Three Spirit Fork, in his right the Xuantian Extreme Demon Sword. Demonic Qi soared, Demon Flame roared!

"Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulations!!!" Zhang Xiaohao once again let out a low roar.

Countless streams of golden Heavenly Tribulation Power erupted one after another from the Heavenly Emperor Mask on his face, blasting toward the surrounding Cultivators.

"Three Heads and Six Arms!"

"Dharma Manifestation Heaven and Earth!"

Zhang Xiaohao roared again. With a shake of his body, he transformed into a three-meter-tall giant, Three Heads and Six Arms revealed in all their ferocity.