I am really not a medical immortal.

Chapter 1818 - 1817: Human Demon

I am really not a medical immortal.

Chapter 1818 - 1817: Human Demon

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Chapter 1818: Chapter 1817: Human Demon

Aside from the endless flesh and blood on the ground, there were broken magic artifacts, magic tools, and the storage bags that had fallen from the corpses.

"Come to me!" Zhang Xiaohao let out a low growl.

With a swallow, golden spiritual power rolled out and transformed into a gigantic Heaven-devouring mouth, ten zhang wide, from which a colossal suction erupted. All the broken magic artifacts, magic tools, storage bags, and more were swallowed into Zhang Xiaohao’s body and thrown into the Heaven and Earth Furnace.

The Heaven and Earth Furnace accepted all without rejection, no matter how many fragments of magic artifacts and tools were swept in, they were all swallowed.

A quarter of an hour later.

The ground no longer held any fragments of magic artifacts or tools, all were consumed by Zhang Xiaohao into the Heaven and Earth Furnace.

Gazing at the broken flesh on the ground, Zhang Xiaohao flicked his right hand, and World-purifying Heavenly Fire erupted from his palm, coiling into terrifying flames and surging towards the surrounding broken corpses.

Afterward, Zhang Xiaohao paid it no mind, his gaze falling onto the cyan Divine Lamp floating in the air.

"Come!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly, reaching out, and the Void Spirit Divine Lamp flashed and was caught in his hand.

Without the spiritual power enhancement from that old monster of the Ant Species, the space sealed by the Void Spirit Divine Lamp lost its effect.

"What a top-tier spiritual treasure, able to even imprison space! Forced me into a corner! But it’s a useless piece for me!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

No matter how strong a space-oriented top-tier spiritual treasure is, unless it’s a Mystic Sky Treasure, he might consider keeping it, but it’s just a spiritual treasure, possessing three Supreme Laws, especially with ninety-nine Wangu Arenas remaining around, Zhang Xiaohao felt that once absorbing these remaining ninety-nine Wangu Arenas, his time talent power would surely reach new heights.

In front of the three Supreme Law talents, a so-called space-oriented top-tier spiritual treasure is nothing but garbage.

At that moment, Zhang Xiaohao swallowed the Void Spirit Divine Lamp, absorbing it into the Heaven and Earth Furnace.

After completing all this, Zhang Xiaohao did not rush to leave.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he activated the Shennong Reincarnation Scripture to adjust his mental state, moreover, going out now would draw attention, if those outside cultivators saw that in less than two hours, nearly 300,000 cultivators were brutally slaughtered by him, it would certainly attract their attention, Zhang Xiaohao was not afraid, but it was not what he wanted.

One must live in comfort, and one must be low-key.

Half a day later, the surrounding corpses and flesh were all incinerated by the World-purifying Heavenly Fire, the fire flickered and swiftly returned into Zhang Xiaohao’s body.

In the blink of an eye, a week had passed.

Swish!

On this day, Zhang Xiaohao suddenly opened his eyes, beams of light flashed in them, and quickly, Zhang Xiaohao stood up from the ground.

"It’s time!" Zhang Xiaohao muttered to himself.

While speaking, he waved his hands, and the formation flags scattered around turned into rays of light, collected into his storage bag.

Without the cover of formations, everything here was immediately exposed to the surrounding cultivators’ sight.

"Ah! How is this possible?"

"Yes! Isn’t he dead? What about the Hundred Clan cultivators? They had nearly 300,000 troops! Even if they used numbers to pile up, they could crush this despicable human boy, why is he still standing here unharmed? Could he have slaughtered all the Hundred Clan cultivators’ army?"

"Impossible! Could it be he single-handedly slaughtered the Hundred Clan cultivators’ alliance army? They had nearly 300,000 men! All at Foundation Establishment Peak, even using numbers could crush this despicable human boy!"

"Ah! He single-handedly slaughtered nearly 300,000 of the Hundred Clan’s cultivator army? Is he still human? He is a Human Demon!"

"Human Demon! Human Demon! Human Demon..."

Witnessing this scene, the anxious cultivators outside turned pale, their gazes towards Zhang Xiaohao filled with fear and awe, not daring to meet his eyes, instinctively retreating a few steps, and the nickname "Human Demon" unknowingly emerged from the surrounding cultivators.

"Get out of my way!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.

Saying this, Zhang Xiaohao walked forward coldly.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohao approaching, the surrounding cultivators showed terror on their faces, as if seeing a devil, they retreated in panic, fearing if they were late, the devil might kill them.

"Useless!" Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaohao showed disdain.

With no crowd obstruction, a few minutes later, Zhang Xiaohao stopped unhindered at the second Wangu Arena.

Information on the two above emerged proactively on the Wangu Arena.

The master of the second arena was a young woman from the Great Wilderness Phoenix Clan named Feng JiuTian, who had slain 1880 enemies, with powerful battle achievements and extraordinary means.

The young man fighting her was also from the Great Wilderness Phoenix Clan, named Feng Lingkong.

Their fight was evenly matched, and it seemed they would need more time to decide a winner.

Now Zhang Xiaohao took out a panda cigarette, squinting and smoking, paying no attention to the fight on the second Wangu Arena.

As time passed, three days passed quickly, and suddenly, a crisp shout erupted from the Wangu Arena, "Die!"

With the sound falling, Feng JiuTian’s figure flashed, and fiery red palm power exploded from her palm, striking Feng Lingkong’s chest, blasting him to the ground.

Swish!

Then her figure flashed again, appearing by his side, with a reverse slap, a fiery red palm print descended from above, killing him.

"Finally over? Wasted three days of my time." Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

With a shake, his body shifted and reappeared above the second Wangu Arena.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohao coming, Feng JiuTian’s expression changed drastically, although she was on the Wangu Arena, the situation below didn’t escape her sight, she questioned herself that with her current strength alone, she could never be a match for the Hundred Clan Alliance Army, even if she used all her means, under the crushing of nearly 300,000 cultivators, she would still face a dead-end.

But Zhang Xiaohao, in just seven days, slaughtered nearly 300,000 of the Hundred Clan army, this strength was beyond terrifying.

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