I am really not a medical immortal.-Chapter 1503 - 1502: Turning Hostile (Fifth Update)
Whoosh!
With a light step, Zhang Xiaohao endured the immense pressure, and his body swiftly shot out. In just a few flickers, he had caught up with the masked man in black.
"What? This is impossible!" The masked man in black was shocked to see this scene.
"Heh." Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
With another step, he dashed past him. The pressure of the Six Paths Step was as strong as a hundred Mount Tai. For anyone else, even if given Zhang Xiaohao’s conditions, they would be forced to obediently lie on the ground, unable to move under this overwhelming pressure. But Zhang Xiaohao was the one facing it.
A mist of blood continuously shot out from Zhang Xiaohao’s body. The originally three-meter-wide blood mist now expanded to six meters, with powerful blood energy surging crazily around him.
The Shennong Reincarnation Scripture operated frantically, reaching its limits. The elixirs, spiritual medicine, and the nature’s spiritual energy from outside transformed into the purest energy under the extreme operation of the scripture, supporting Zhang Xiaohao’s consumption.
The short Six Paths Step seemed long, but under the weight of a hundred Mount Tai, it felt as if it spanned an entire era.
Whoosh!!!
A stretched, blood-red figure flashed and directly rushed to the mountain peak.
"Stop right there, boy!"
"No...!"
Witnessing this, the masked man in black and Feng Ling Venerable both shouted in panic.
"To have meat at your mouth and not eat it, how could that be?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered coldly.
With a single grasp, he seized the Limitless Blood Pill floating in the air. Under the intense gaze of the masked man in black and Feng Ling Venerable, he swallowed the pill in one gulp.
Buzz!
With the Limitless Blood Pill entering his stomach, a terrifying blood-red energy exploded from Zhang Xiaohao’s body, rushing to the sky like a vast smoke trail.
Crack crack crack!!!
At the same time, a series of cracking sounds, like frying beans, erupted violently within Zhang Xiaohao’s body.
"Ah!!!" Facing this pure, ultimate energy, Zhang Xiaohao let out a pleasurable shout, akin to... well, it was just so satisfying, a hundred times, a thousand times better than other pleasures!
The hidden wounds in his physical body were directly healed by nearly one-fifth with the aid of the Limitless Blood Pill. His physical strength was now comparable to a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. Moreover, the characteristics of the Fish Intestine Sword, Heaven Sword, and Dragon Slayer Blade, which had previously fused in his body, were all transferred to his physique.
With a single thought, his physical body appeared sharp, resilient, and packed with destructive power, even without deliberate efforts.
Crack, crack, crack!!!
As Zhang Xiaohao put away the Limitless Blood Pill, the massive blood-red altar over a hundred meters tall emitted a series of cracking sounds, as though it was about to shatter. Even the binding force pressing on him seemed to be gradually disappearing.
A cold glint flashed in Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes as he charged at the masked man in black atop the ninety-eight steps, appearing like a ghost before him.
"Wind Cage!" Zhang Xiaohao roared lowly.
He cast a magic formula, trapping him within.
Following that, two hundred Storm Talismans shot out from his hand. Forming a hand seal, he coldly snorted, "Explode—!"
Despite having done all this, Zhang Xiaohao was still a bit uneasy. After all, the opponent was an old monster at the Nascent Soul Realm. Even though he had his cultivation reduced to the Golden Core Realm due to rebirth, he wasn’t easy to kill.
With a single-handed slap, dozens of magic artifacts floated in the air. Ignoring the consumption of his spiritual power, Zhang Xiaohao wildly surged his spiritual power within, roaring, "Explode—!"
Boom boom boom!!!
As Zhang Xiaohao’s words fell, two mushroom clouds pierced the sky, rolling back into the heavens, with massive shockwaves flattening everything around.
"Ah! Damn brat, you’re so despicable..." Before the masked man in black could finish, under Zhang Xiaohao’s successive onslaughts, even as an old monster of the Nascent Soul Realm, he perished in lament, with no divine thought escaping, cut down by the relentless destructive force.
Even the storage bag at his waist was not spared under such violent power.
Minutes later, as the dust settled, the towering blood-red altar vanished, along with the strange gravity binding around.
Only Zhang Xiaohao and Feng Ling Venerable remained; as for the other members of the City Lord Mansion, they were directly slain by the earlier overpowering destructive force, leaving not even a corpse, not even a drop of blood.
Currently, Zhang Xiaohao was quite unwell as well. As the main spellcaster, although unaffected by the violent shockwaves, the intense consumption of spiritual power, coupled with his previous climb up the altar, left him severely drained.
Now, relying solely on the strength of his physical body to stand, he gazed coldly at Feng Ling Venerable three steps away.
Feng Ling Venerable wasn’t faring well either! Even as a veteran Golden Core Early Stage cultivator, under the earlier all-encompassing destructive force, he suffered severe injuries, with his Golden Core cracked, severely harming his foundation. To survive such devastation, nearly all his treasured items were used up, leaving not even a lower-level magic artifact.
Kneeling on one knee, Feng Ling Venerable hung his head low, eyes filled with a murderous intent, longing to kill the brat before him.
"Spare me, Master! Don’t kill me! We’re on the same side!" Feng Ling Venerable pleaded, swallowing his pride.
"Is that so?" Zhang Xiaohao said mockingly.
"Master, with the Soul-Attracting Bell in your possession, I wouldn’t dare disrespect you even if I had the courage! I beg you, considering we’re both from the City Lord Mansion, spare my life! I’m willing to open my soul, allowing your divine thought to plant a restriction in mine," Feng Ling Venerable replied.
"Then come over here!" Zhang Xiaohao stated calmly.
A fleeting flash of ridicule passed through his eyes.
"Yes, Master!" Feng Ling Venerable took a deep breath, hiding his killing intent, and smiled as he stood up and approached Zhang Xiaohao.
Half a step from Zhang Xiaohao, Feng Ling Venerable’s eyes blazed with murderous rage. With a slip of his hand, he gripped a dark dagger, channeling the remaining spiritual power into it, thrusting it fiercely towards Zhang Xiaohao’s chest.
"Die, brat!" Feng Ling Venerable roared with a ferocious expression.
"Time acceleration—!"
