I am really not a medical immortal.-Chapter 1555 - 1554: The Backup Plan

Without the group from the City Lord Mansion glaring fiercely from the sidelines, these descendants of the Great Mahayana Ancestor no longer had any reservations. Each of them gripped their magic artifact swords and knives, coldly watching their opponents, while also guarding against attacks from behind.

"The game begins—!" The figure in the sky said.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!!!

As his words fell, the entire figure turned into countless spots, disappearing completely.

"Kill!"

"A bunch of trash, daring to compete with me for the legacy. All of you, go die!"

"The ancestor’s legacy is mine, whoever blocks me will die!"

...

On the plaza, everyone went berserk. Each one instinctively, per the Great Mahayana Ancestor’s words, gripped their magic artifacts, slashing towards those around them. Under the immense temptation of the legacy, they all lost their reason, with only one thought in their minds: kill everyone they see and seize the legacy.

Zhang Xiaohao frowned and quietly retreated to the shore. The suppression the ancestor mentioned had not descended. His cultivation was not suppressed, and even his Divine Thought was fully functional.

"Just as I thought! This was a bluff. Poor Zi Batian, if you knew you had been scared away by him, imagine how colorful your faces would be!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered internally.

He swept his Divine Thought around to survey the surroundings.

Under his Divine Thought’s inspection, a small group of people hadn’t joined the fight. Like Zhang Xiaohao, they stood by the shore, coldly watching the scene, including Bai Xuefeng and Mu Lingfeng.

Besides this, Zhang Xiaohao noted something very interesting.

With each death, the blood from their bodies seeped into the ground. Zhang Xiaohao attempted to probe into the earth with his Divine Thought, but it was blocked by an invisible force.

"I refuse to believe this wickedness!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered internally.

Activating the Three Pure Ones Scripture, he probed below the ground.

Immediately, a mysterious power erupted from his Divine Thought, penetrating the ground, unimpeded by the mysterious force that had initially blocked Zhang Xiaohao.

Below the ground.

Hovered a massive black piece of wood, a full six feet long, shaped like a cylinder. As Zhang Xiaohao’s Divine Thought entered, a vast aura burst from this black cylinder, directly repelling his Divine Thought.

Step step step!!!

Zhang Xiaohao retreated three steps in succession, his face a bit pale, but his heart shook.

The blood from the deceased was all being collected into a container, stored. Aside from this, underground, there was a black cylindrical wooden piece, which surprisingly hid a vast Divine Thought, evidently belonging to the other party!

"Hmph! If your main body had come, I might have retreated, but just a trace of a remnant soul? You aren’t qualified to make me retreat—!" Zhang Xiaohao coldly thought.

With that, he tapped his foot and began circling the massive plaza.

His hands formed seals, hidden within his sleeves, continuously casting seal techniques, while quickly inserting high-grade Spirit Stones around the plaza.

After a while, Zhang Xiaohao let out a low roar: "Ancient Blood Devouring Array—rise!"

As his words fell, Zhang Xiaohao stopped his hand movements, coldly standing in place, watching the ongoing slaughter on the plaza. The people around, seeing Zhang Xiaohao’s earlier movements and then his sudden stop, were disdainful of a mere mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, not taking him seriously.

Except for Bai Xuefeng and Mu Lingfeng, who paid attention secretly, others only sneered.

"Ling Feng, what do you think that little brat was doing just now?" Bai Xuefeng said coldly.

"Hmph! Whatever he was doing, as long as he doesn’t interfere with our actions, it’s fine! If he dares to act recklessly and interfere with our actions, he’ll find only the path of death!" Mu Lingfeng said murderously.

"Hmm!" Bai Xuefeng nodded.

The group focused again on the changes happening on the plaza. After some time of killing, some cultivators on the plaza realized what was happening. With someone taking the lead, others didn’t even question why they could now use their Spiritual Power. They immediately opened their storage bags, deploying various powerful techniques and unleashing them onto their opponents.

In a short time, methods and powerful trump cards emerged in endless succession—magic treasures, Spirit Talismans, magic artifacts, all unleashed towards opponents.

Two hours later, the personnel in the middle of the plaza had changed dramatically. From the original more than three hundred people, they had dwindled to a little over thirty, with another seventy to eighty coldly watching from the sidelines.

At this point, the onlookers exchanged cold glances, retrieving their magic artifacts from their storage bags, sweeping towards the opponents.

Whoosh whoosh!! 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

It was unknown which cultivator first broke the silence, controlling their magic artifact to launch an attack towards the opponent. As soon as they moved, the group immediately sought out adversaries and started fighting.

Zhang Xiaohao’s gaze swept over Bai Xuefeng and Mu Lingfeng, spotting them as they noticed him.

Both exchanged glances but didn’t charge towards Zhang Xiaohao; instead, they chose a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator and attacked.

"You’re sensible! If you dared act rashly, I wouldn’t mind leaving you behind completely!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered internally.

At exactly this time, a cultivator, commanding a white tiger demon beast, came charging in.

"I wasn’t looking for trouble with you, yet you come seeking trouble with me?" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.

With a single-footed tap, he retrieved a long halberd magic artifact, an excellent-grade artifact obtained from One-eyed’s storage bag, and with a single-handed sweep, he slashed towards the White Tiger Demon Beast.

Roar!

The White Tiger Demon Beast let out a low roar, baring its fangs, savagely aiming to bite Zhang Xiaohao, while its powerful tiger claws, accompanied by a gust of wind, aimed at Zhang Xiaohao’s head.

"Die for me!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted.

With a twirl of the black halberd in his hand, countless golden lights burst from it, splitting the White Tiger in two. As the halberd swept through the air, it carried a gust of wind, striking towards the cultivator.

"Hmph! I didn’t expect you to have some skills, even possessing an excellent-grade artifact! But it’s unfortunate you encountered me. Now die!" The cultivator sneered.