The black hand’s giant claw suddenly reached out, directly grabbing the Dragon Robe Elder.
"Ah! Ancestor, save !" the Dragon Robe Elder scread in terror, sensing the threat of death.
"Hmph! Even if the Daluo Immortal descended tonight, I’ll make sure you die!" the mysterious figure said coldly.
With that, the terrifying black hand squeezed firmly.
Crack!
The entire Dragon Robe Elder was crushed, countless pieces of bloody rain and flesh continuously scattered onto the ground.
After dispatching the Dragon Robe Elder, the mysterious figure coldly looked at the golden gate in the sky.
"Ancestor? In front of , you’re nothing!" the mysterious figure declared dominantly.
The golden gate gave no response and instead began shrinking rapidly, attempting to silently escape from the mysterious figure’s sight.
"Since you appeared, you should leave sothing behind!" the mysterious figure said coldly.
The black claw casually reached forward, imperially grabbing toward the golden gate.
As the black claw approached, the golden gate rippled with countless golden lights, emitting a strong defensive power, attempting to keep this terrifying black claw at bay.
"Too weak! You think you can stop with this? Foolish!" the mysterious figure mocked disdainfully.
Without exerting effort, the black claw lightly reached out, directly shattering all the defenses outside the golden gate.
Crack!
Even the golden gate was smashed into countless pieces by the domineering black claw, directly swallowed by a space vortex.
The black giant hand rushed forward like a tiger descending the mountain, entering the world where the golden gate was, spinning around briskly, within a few breaths, the size of the space within the golden gate equaled the size the black hand could transform into.
"Spare us, great one!!!" Seeing this, countless people begged for rcy.
"Hmph! The battles between you young ones, live or die, I won’t involve myself! Nor will I intervene! As long as you have the ability, even if he dies, I won’t avenge him! However, you should never have, under any circumstances, sent a true lord at the Xuanming Realm to kill him! Unforgivable!" the mysterious figure said coldly.
The voice carried no trace of emotion.
With that said, the colossal hand smacked down violently, an apocalyptic pressure erupting from its palm, striking the entire Grotto Heaven.
Rumble rumble rumble...
After a single strike, the black giant hand dissipated without a trace, as if it had never appeared.
Looking again at the entire Grotto Heaven, its essence was shattered, what was once a living Grotto Heaven had now beco a dead one.
...
On the other side.
Zhang Xiaohao was hurriedly escaping. It was as if a fierce beast was watching him, and should the other party take action, he would be caught imdiately.
But this feeling ca quickly and disappeared quickly, the whole process lasted less than three seconds.
However, from the direction of the palace, a more terrifying aura erged, extraordinarily powerful, so much that even heaven and earth paled in its presence.
Although he wasn’t clear about what was happening in the direction of the palace, one could imagine an earth-shattering battle taking place.
The Dragon God Technique whipped up a golden hurricane, crazily operating, forming a straight line, destroying everything in its path imdiately.
Countless river waters reversed, crashing onto the Five-Clawed True Dragon, still unable to stop its advancing steps.
Half an hour later.
Zhang Xiaohao reappeared by the river, just at a different location, putting away the Dragon God Technique and the War God equipnt on him, quickly donning a set of black suits, a vast Soul Power sweeping around, ensconcing himself tightly, preventing his aura from being exposed.
Stepping the Twelve Heavenly Steps, walking on air, regardless of the consumption of Shennong True Qi within, he madly rushed towards one direction.
Rumble rumble rumble!!!
The storm roared, torrential rain poured, lightning as thick as a baby’s arm roared across the night sky, the phrase "can’t see your hand" was all nonsense before this, even with soone standing opposite, you wouldn’t know there was a person opposite you.
After running so madly for two hours.
Zhang Xiaohao appeared silently in a hotel.
Swoosh!
With a blink, Zhang Xiaohao sat on the sofa panting heavily, drenched in rainwater. With his level of strength, if he wanted, the surrounding rain wouldn’t be able to wet his clothes, but now, not only were his clothes wet, he was soaked through.
With a flip of his hand, Zhang Xiaohao took out a giant panda cigarette, taking a deep drag.
As if only like this could he alleviate the oppression in his heart.
After finishing the cigarette, a cold glint flashed in Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes, shooting out countless bright lights, an even grander battle intent erupting from within him.
"This is the path I will walk from now on!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.
Recalling those two earth-shattering terrifying auras he felt earlier, especially the last one, that kind of pressure, as if just a slight movent could blow up a planet.
"Who are they? Why did they appear? And that terrifying aura fixating on , why did it suddenly disappear?" Zhang Xiaohao said in confusion.
Standing up from the sofa, Shennong True Qi circulated, instantly evaporating the rainwater on him.
Tightly looking in the direction of the palace.
Three minutes later.
Zhang Xiaohao retracted his gaze, the imnse battle intent vanished, essence, energy, and spirit withdrew back to calm.
With a step, he walked to the bathroom.
A while later, the sound of running water flowed in the bathroom, and as for the set of black suits Zhang had taken off, he directly incinerated them.
Wearing a bath towel, Zhang Xiaohao exited the bathroom, lighting a giant panda cigarette, lazily smoking.
After finishing the cigarette, Zhang Xiaohao rembered sothing.
Throwing away the cigarette butt, a vast Soul Power swept over, enveloping the entire room.
"Hmm? When did she co back? Judging by the looks of it, sothing seems amiss!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a frown.
Thump thump thump!!!
A series of urgent footsteps suddenly sounded, followed by Zhang Xiaohao’s door being violently kicked open.
A woman with a cold face, wearing a tight black leather jacket and small leather boots, barged in.
There was a startling wound on her chest; it was none other than Yang Li’er.
Swoosh!
Yang Li’er’s foot tapped lightly on the ground, carrying a gust of wind, she rushed up swiftly.
The right fist punched, rolling Demonic Qi erupted from within, crashing towards Zhang Xiaohao’s head.
"Demonic Qi? Who are you? Or should I call you sothing else?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
From the beginning of their contact, he noticed sothing strange about Yang Li’er, though she hid it well, he always felt sothing was off, and had been on guard against her.
Seeing her fist getting closer, Zhang Xiaohao took action.
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