I am really not a medical immortal.-Chapter 1556 - 1555: The Ancestor Appears

A rumbling sound erupted from within him, and just as the black spear in Zhang Xiaohao’s hand was about to sweep across his body, the man suddenly blinked out of sight, reappearing behind Zhang Xiaohao as if teleporting, with two shriveled right hands clawing toward Zhang Xiaohao’s head.

As his two shriveled palms passed through, a massive dark green wicked wind shot out from his palms, with a dark green poisonous smoke erupting from his palms.

"Childish—!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.

As if eyes had grown on his back, he wielded the black spear, sweeping it dominantly backward.

Bang!

Just as the opponent’s two shriveled palms were about to grab Zhang Xiaohao’s head, the black spear struck first, sweeping across the man’s body and sending him flying away.

Immediately following, Zhang Xiaohao tapped the ground lightly with one foot, leaping directly from the ground, slashing with the spear in hand, and fiercely blasting this cultivator into pieces, grabbing the storage bag from his waist with one hand.

After finishing all this.

Zhang Xiaohao coldly gazed at the square, where at this moment, everyone on the square was engaged in battle, and in just this short moment, two people were already locked in fierce combat, their crimson blood flowing into the ground, being swiftly absorbed by the Ancient Blood Devouring Array.

After absorbing the blood of these people, blood-red lines emerged from the ground, condensing into a small blood-red tree, with baby-fist-sized fruits appearing on the blood-red tree.

"Want to absorb the blood of these people to aid your recovery? With me here, don’t waste your time scheming!" Zhang Xiaohao thought coldly.

Looking at the bodies on the ground, each with storage bags hanging at their waists.

Under the allure of obtaining the inheritance of the Great Mahayana Ancestor, everyone had only one thought: to kill the other and seize the inheritance. As for these bits of scraps on the ground, they noticed but disdain to pick them up, for in a moment, they assumed they would obtain their greatest fortune in life.

"A bunch of fools!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered in laughter.

With both hands forming a stance, he cast the Wind Spirit Technique upon himself, tapping the ground and charging dominantly into the crowd with the black spear in hand.

This time, he didn’t kill, targeting the storage bags on these bodies. Of course, if anything obstructed his path, Zhang Xiaohao had no qualms about splitting them with a spear and seizing their storage bags.

Whizzing!!!

As Zhang Xiaohao swept through, a golden hurricane appeared in the square. Although the surrounding cultivators noticed Zhang Xiaohao’s actions, no one stopped him, whether intentionally or not, they deliberately tossed storage bags towards Zhang Xiaohao after dealing with their opponents.

Zhang Xiaohao willingly accepted, silently muttering what a bunch of fools!

As for these cultivators, their thoughts varied.

"Pick it up! Pick it up hard! Once I obtain the ancestor’s inheritance, I’ll deal with you, and all those storage bags of yours will be mine!"

"Childish! Ignoring the ancestor’s storage bags and going to collect some rubbish, as if his brain was kicked by a donkey!"

"Hmph! Pauper! If you want it, I’ll graciously grant you!"

It was precisely due to these thoughts that they directed the storage bags toward Zhang Xiaohao.

Bai Xuefeng and Mu Lingfeng naturally noticed the situation over there.

"Lingfeng, this Xu Tianxing guy is actually collecting storage bags. Should we join him?" Bai Xuefeng asked.

"Are you an idiot! This guy’s brain was kicked by a donkey! The more storage bags he collects, once we obtain the ancestor’s inheritance, as long as we kill him, all his possessions will be ours. Why waste time?" Mu Lingfeng replied.

"Hmm! You’re right! For now, let this guy have his moment. Once we get the ancestor’s inheritance, it will be his end!" Bai Xuefeng coldly said.

As the fierce battle continued on the scene, the number of people gradually decreased. Now, the square had fewer than thirty people left, each possessing trump cards, either having powerful magic artifacts or other things. Almost everyone was in the Foundation Establishment Realm, with only two in the Golden Core Realm!

A group of Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators, wielding their magic artifacts and spirit beasts, were desperately besieging these two Golden Core Early Stage cultivators.

Under the combined assault of the Foundation Establishment Realm’s various trump cards, the two Golden Core Realm cultivators were momentarily suppressed, struggling to counterattack, and barely defending themselves.

As for Bai Xuefeng and Mu Lingfeng, two flying sword magic artifacts appeared in their hands at some point, and they cooperated to launch an attack on the Golden Core Realm cultivator opposite them.

Under the irrigation of the blood of so many powerful individuals, the blood-red tree in the air had solidified completely, producing seventy-two baby-fist-sized blood-red fruits at its tips, emanating a dense and substantial power.

"Heh heh! A group of fools, just keep killing each other!" Zhang Xiaohao thought disdainfully.

Seeing the blood sacrifice fruits on the blood-red tree fully matured, Zhang Xiaohao did not delay further.

Whoosh!

His figure flashed as he leaped into the air, dashing to the blood-red tree, grasping all seventy-two blood sacrifice fruits into the Shennong Ring.

After doing all this, Zhang Xiaohao flipped his body, stepping into the air, charging toward the inheritance in the air.

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

With both palms grasping, he snatched the three items floating in front of the golden statue, flipping them into the Shennong Ring.

After all this, Zhang Xiaohao’s body flashed, appearing directly on top of the golden statue, swiftly retrieving the Compass.

Quickly using the magic formula, he shouted in a low voice, "Open for me!"

As he uttered the words, a cyan-blue portal appeared in the sky. Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohao did not waste time, leaping towards the cyan-blue portal.

Buzz!!!

At this moment, a massive aura swept across, and a giant cyan-blue hand reached for Zhang Xiaohao, accompanied by an exasperated voice: "Scoundrel, stay here for this old man!"

"Hmph! Old man, want to keep me? Dream on! You really think I don’t know your good plan? Wanting to possess a descendant and reincarnate? Then using their blood to reshape your own body? Nice plan, but it’s unfortunate you met me!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered coldly.