I am really not a medical immortal.-Chapter 1535 - 1534: Seeking Death
"Hmph! I wasn’t looking for trouble with you, but you dare come looking for trouble with me!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.
As the black rat drew nearer, its massive mouth revealed rows of chillingly cold teeth. The corners of Zhang Xiaohao’s mouth twitched into a scornful smile.
"Congeal—!" Zhang Xiaohao growled in a low voice.
A chaotic light appeared on his skin, and as soon as it emerged, the sharpness of Zhang Xiaohao’s physical body reached its peak.
This was no ordinary Divine Skill; it was formed from the Heaven Sword, Dragon Slayer Blade, Fish Intestine Sword, and several other Ancient Divine Weapons. After Zhang Xiaohao devoured them and crossed space nodes, the power of space washed over his body, refining it into this trait.
Previously, Zhang Xiaohao couldn’t use his Physical Body Divine Power because of hidden dangers within his body. But now, those issues were completely resolved. Additionally, cultivating the Hundred Veins Evil Qi Gang Body Roulette, a formidable body refinement divine technique, made this layer of Chaos Light even sharper.
Swish!
Zhang Xiaohao’s body flickered and he rushed forward. With a flash of his form, a chaotic light descended.
Sizzle!
A burst of blood mist erupted mid-air as the black rat in the Foundation Establishment Realm could not withstand even a single breath before being slain by Zhang Xiaohao’s dreadful physical power.
"Now it’s your turn!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered coldly.
With a tap of his foot, under the enhancement of the Wind Spirit Technique, he moved like a phantom, charging towards the mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.
"Die for me—!" the opponent roared.
Controlling a massive sword Magic Artifact, he infused it with his internal Spiritual Power, causing it to swell to a size of three zhang and slash at Zhang Xiaohao with a gust of fierce wind.
"Break it for me—!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted disdainfully.
Showing no intention to dodge, he turned his hand into a blade, causing the Chaos Light on his palm to flicker as he decisively slashed down.
Crack!
The massive sword, three zhang in length, was sliced in half and fell to the ground.
Sizzle!
Before the opponent could react, Zhang Xiaohao’s palm blade once again struck, cleaving him in two. With his left hand, he swiftly snatched the storage pouch from the opponent’s waist.
Having done all this, Zhang Xiaohao was about to leave this place of trouble.
However, the surrounding cultivators wouldn’t let him go. Several impertinent individuals surrounded him. While some performed hand seals to summon Spirit Worms, others unleashed talismans, and one even dared to throw a Sky Bomb at him.
"I didn’t want to kill you, but since you don’t know your place, stay here!" Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes turned cold.
Facing the rapidly approaching Sky Bomb, his hands moved as ten Magic Formulas shot out, retrieving the bomb before it could explode.
Immediately after, the remnants of their attacks closed in.
Zhang Xiaohao tapped the ground with one foot, leaping, with the Chaos Light enveloping his entire body. His palms, radiating with fierce light, struck out boldly.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!!!
Whether it was the swarming Spirit Worms or the Magic Artifacts and talismans, they were all shattered under Zhang Xiaohao’s terrifying physical prowess.
Swish, swish, swish!!!
Eliminating their attacks, Zhang Xiaohao’s form flashed, appearing before them like lightning. His palms danced swiftly, sending heads rolling one after another, falling from the sky to the ground.
"Ah! Impossible! That’s a Sky Bomb! Even with a Perfect Foundation Establishment, you’d surely die under it! There’s no way you could retrieve it!" a sharp-faced cultivator screamed.
"That item was my own creation, and you used it against me?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
"You’re...the master of Tingxiang Pavilion?"
"Only realizing now? Don’t you think it’s too late?" Zhang Xiaohao responded.
Swish!
He appeared in front of the man in a blink, grabbing him by the throat and lifting him off the ground.
"Spare me, Boss! For the sake of our past dealings, spare me this once!"
"Spare you so you can take revenge later? Only the dead can keep secrets the best!" Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes turned icy.
Crack!
Squeezing with force, he crushed the man’s throat, snatching away the storage pouches from their corpses.
After a brief skirmish, the scene in the basin changed once more.
From the original dozens of cultivators, less than thirty remained after the brief clash.
The battle on the field had also changed dramatically.
Three Perfect Foundation Establishment cultivators joined forces, resisting the attacks of the other cultivators. They unleashed various hidden trump cards and bizarre techniques from their arsenal.
Seeing the battle near Zhang Xiaohao come to an end, a Perfect Foundation Establishment cultivator, who had been observing, spoke quickly.
"My fellow Taoist, how about the four of us team up to cut them down and then act separately?"
Zhang Xiaohao contemplated for a moment, glancing at the three. They wore differing attire, coming from various branch families. Then he looked at the cultivators opposite them, mostly from the City Guard Mansion and some from other factions.
As for the two from the City Lord Mansion, they had already been dealt with at some unknown point.
"What are you looking at, schmuck? You want a piece of the City Guard Mansion’s business? Kneel and die quickly or once we’re done with these three, you’ll die a miserable death!" A late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator from the City Guard Mansion, standing at the forefront, coldly said.
"Originally, I didn’t want to get involved in your affairs, but you shouldn’t have provoked me!" Zhang Xiaohao said, his killing intent surging.
Due to his connection with Zi Wuling and the earlier incident at the Ten Thousand Treasure Tower, his relationship with the City Guard Mansion was already very strained.
Though Zhang Xiaohao hadn’t sought trouble himself, this fool jumped out to create it for him—a suicide mission.
Swish!
Zhang Xiaohao tapped his foot, quickly rushing forward with a gust of wind.
"Snow God Body—!" Zhang Xiaohao roared.
The formidable Snow God Body Divine Power revealed its first spectacular show in the Spirit Realm.
In a blink, Zhang Xiaohao’s body transformed into a giant three zhang tall, emitting dazzling snow-white radiance mingled with Chaos Light, forming a black-and-white Yin Yang Tai Chi Diagram on his skin.
"Die—!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.
Two colossal terrifying palms, carrying an overwhelming Divine Power, blasted towards the City Guard Mansion’s forces.
Crack, crack, crack!!!
Everything that stood in the way was instantly shattered.
