I am really not a medical immortal.-Chapter 1538 - 1537: Bitter Struggle (Sixth Update!)
"Looks like I can’t let you live!" Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes flashed with a cold gleam as he walked toward Blood Demon True Man.
"Can’t hold back any longer, kid? Since you’re in such a hurry to die, I’ll oblige you first!" Blood Demon True Man said arrogantly.
Buzz!
His body trembled, and an endless surge of blood demon energy burst forth from within him, extending three meters around him in a terrifying, dense blood-red aura.
"Snow God Body!"
"Netherworld Demon Body!"
"Dharma Manifestation Heaven and Earth!"
"Three Heads and Six Arms!"
Zhang Xiaohao roared lowly.
With a sway of his body, the endless spiritual energy of nature frantically rushed towards him, transforming him into a towering giant ten zhang tall.
At the same time, the Chaos Light and milky white mist interwove around his body, forming a black and white Tai Chi Diagram.
"Rise!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.
His right foot stamped the ground fiercely, causing it to crack open. With one hand, Zhang Xiaohao grabbed and uprooted the terrifying thirty zhang mountain from the ground.
"Die for me!"
As Zhang Xiaohao’s voice fell, the mountainous peak, carrying immense power, ferociously smashed toward Blood Demon True Man.
"What? What divine skill is this? I’ve never seen such a thing! But once I kill you, all your divine skills will be mine!" Blood Demon True Man said smugly.
He slapped a hand on the storage bag at his waist, and a blood-red skull flew out.
"Go!" Blood Demon True Man pointed with one hand, and the blood-red skull expanded against the wind, growing to three zhang in size, exuding an endless, ominous aura.
"Capture—!" Blood Demon True Man snorted coldly.
With a wave of his hand, a blood-red light beam as thick as a barrel shot from the mouth of the giant skull, crashing into the massive mountain.
Boom!!!
The enormous mountain shattered under the blood-red light, countless fragments falling to the ground one after another.
"Die, brat!" Blood Demon True Man said murderously.
He cast another spell, controlling the three-zhan-sized blood-red skull, sending it hurtling violently.
"Get back!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.
Flipping his palm, the six arms each held a small mountain magic artifact, and with a single thought, these artifacts expanded to five zhang, each massive hand grabbing one, smashing violently at the blood-red skull.
The path of the six small mountains produced a crackling sound even in the air.
With terrifying divine power combined, it smashed fiercely into the skull magic artifact.
Boom!
Upon collision, a mighty mushroom cloud shot forth, sweeping across the surroundings. Under the impact of the blood-red skull, all six of Zhang Xiaohao’s small mountain artifacts were destroyed, but the skull was also sent flying.
"Explode!" Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes grew cold.
He threw the broken artifacts forward, crafting a spell with his hands. The fragments erupted into a powerful energy wave, rushing at Blood Demon True Man.
"Hmph! I admit you have some skill, but before me, you’re not even close!" Blood Demon True Man sneered.
Slapping the storage bag at his waist again, a black inkstone magic artifact flew out.
"Go!" With a sign from Blood Demon True Man, the black inkstone spun, hovering in mid-air. A vast black light emanated from the inkstone, forming a giant protective shield in front of Master Xue Hong.
The wild energy waves that charged forward disappeared without a trace against the bloody light, leaving not a ripple.
"Hmm? You seem to have quite a collection of artifacts! Let’s see how long you can hold out!" Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes turned cold.
His body flickered, accompanied by a powerful burst sound, as six terrifying fists, charged with immense power, blasted toward the opponent.
"Brat, I can’t believe you have some skills left! But you’ve successfully angered me, and now you can die!" Blood Demon True Man said, seething with rage.
As a proud Golden Core Realm cultivator, to be pushed around by a mid-stage Foundation Establishment junior, even if his powers were diminished due to using the Blood Demon Avatar Divine Power, he should still be invincible in the Foundation Establishment Realm, yet here, he was stomped repeatedly by Zhang Xiaohao. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
Casting a new spell, he unleashed a torrent of seal techniques, controlling the two magic artifacts to unleash their full power against Zhang Xiaohao.
The blood-red skull expanded again, becoming a ten-zhan giant, ferociously crashing toward Zhang Xiaohao.
The black inkstone hovered in mid-air, casting down a shower of black light that seemed to imprison everything.
As the black light neared Zhang Xiaohao, he finally moved. Though unaware of the inkstone’s full capabilities, he felt a lethal threat emanating from it.
If the black light fell upon him, he sensed he would perish in moments.
With no time to hold back, Zhang Xiaohao flipped his hand, producing a fan-shaped magic artifact from his palm, obtained previously from the three Golden Core Elders at the altar.
"Go!" Zhang Xiaohao roared.
With a vigorous wave of the fan-shaped artifact, a violent azure hurricane erupted forth, growing to twenty zhang in an instant, crashing into the black light.
Whoosh!!!
The two different colored spiritual energies clashed furiously in the air.
With the massive blood-red skull closing in, Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes flashed coldly. With a flick of the remaining five fists, he unleashed punches charged with Chaos Light, pounding against the incoming skull.
Crack!
A crisp sound echoed from the battle. A faint crack appeared on the massive skull, forcing it backward under the dominant Chaos Light.
