Ti flies, in the blink of an eye, three days have passed.
Over the course of three days, for ordinary people, there was no change; outside, the fierce wind continued to rage, torrential rain poured down, and lightning flashed and thunder roared—now it’s been raining for an entire week.
If not for the large river nearby, which drains all the accumulated water, this city would already be flooded.
In the room.
Zhang Xiaohao leisurely extinguished the cigarette in his hand, glanced at the ti; there’s half an hour until midnight.
"Be careful!" Zhang Xiaohao advised.
"You too!" Black-clothed Zhao Li’er said seriously.
"Relax! I won’t be in any danger." Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
Woosh!
As he finished speaking, his silhouette flickered and he directly disappeared from where he was standing.
"You must co back safely!" Watching Zhang Xiaohao disappear, Black-clothed Yang Li’er said earnestly.
...
The Black Sea is the largest river near the Little Dwarf Kingdom, close to the ocean; the mariti area is extensive, asuring thousands of ters deep in legend, with a noticeable salty taste in its waters.
Centered around the Black Sea, people from various factions are hidden in the shadows, already prepared.
Though these people have noticed each other’s presence, they did not point it out, each tacitly understanding.
As the saying goes, "the more people, the more strength." It’s not that they are weak, but rather that the War God is astonishingly strong. Since his debut, he seems to have erged out of nowhere, having fought countless battles without ever losing.
Anyone who opposed him either mysteriously vanished from the world or was utterly destroyed.
They have resisted, but no matter what thods they used, the War God’s trail remained elusive, as if he is a shadow, appearing and disappearing wherever.
This ti, the ssage released by the Little Dwarf Kingdom’s officials, like a pebble creating waves upon the surface, caused a significant uproar in the Dark World.
Almost the entire Dark World, at this mont, abandoned national boundaries, abandoned racial boundaries, united in a concerted effort to kill the War God.
Throughout these three days, they can accomplish many tasks, enough for them to prepare the Heaven and Earth Net centered around the Black Sea.
They believe that as long as the War God dares appear, tonight he will surely et his demise!
Because here lay tens of thousands of experts, with the weakest cultivation being Void Transformation Realm super experts, Cycle Palace Realm Great Powers, and even Luotian Realm overlords, surrounding the Black Sea like cabbages, leaving no gaps.
With such many strong experts, even a legendary Tiaoist Origin Realm Martial Ancestor would fall under their onslaught.
Ti silently flows; everyone present doesn’t dare breathe heavily. Even the urge to urinate or defecate is stifled, fearing any tell-tale noise would alert the War God to escape.
Boom boom boom!!!
Night skies howled with fierce wind, turning into massive whirlwinds, torrential rain poured madly from the heavens, with baby-arm-thick lightning roaring continuously in the sky.
While everyone remained unaware, a Five-Clawed True Dragon silently soared above them, hidden within the Nine Heavens, and then directly dove into the sea below from their blind spots.
A kiloter deep underwater, a golden Five-Clawed True Dragon flashed a golden light, returning to human form—none other than Zhang Xiaohao.
After leaving the hotel, he used the Dragon God Technique to transform into a True Dragon, hidden within the Nine Heavens.
"Hmph, so many of you have co! There are tens of thousands; seems my charm hasn’t diminished over the years! But, if you want to kill , you’re not qualified enough!" Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes flashed with fierce light, sneering.
With a flip of his palm, he took out the remaining twenty thousand drops of Netherworld Holy Water and eight Demon Cores from the Orochi.
"Hmph! Since you want to play, I’ll play along!" Zhang Xiaohao said, coldly laughing.
With twenty thousand drops of Netherworld Holy Water and eight Demon Cores from the Orochi, he could achieve many feats.
"Snow God Body!"
"Three Heads and Six Arms!"
Zhang Xiaohao shouted lowly; his body briefly swayed with the wind, imdiately transforming into a towering snow-white magical form three zhang high.
Three heads, and six arms, exuding a majestic battle aura.
Strands of severe cold air instinctively emanated from within, constantly pouring out.
The river’s water below, under this cold aura, was sealed into ice.
Zhang Xiaohao walked in the sea; with the Dragon God Technique, the water pressure around him had no effect, making it as easy as walking on land.
Three minutes later, as midnight approached, Zhang Xiaohao had reached the Black Sea’s edge.
With a flip of his palm, Zhang Xiaohao took out a white jade bottle, directly swallowing all ten thousand drops of Netherworld Holy Water inside.
"Snow Dance—Ice Seal!" Zhang Xiaohao shouted lowly.
As he finished speaking, snowflakes the size of a human palm spun rapidly, transforming into snowflakes the size of basketballs, then again into snowflakes a ter wide.
Tens of thousands of ter-wide snowflakes descended, exuding absolute cold, enveloping everything for six li around as Zhang Xiaohao’s Snow Dance Divine Ability ran furiously.
Snowflakes touching the ground were frozen; so were even frozen in the air.
Suddenly, tens of thousands of ter-sized snowflakes rained down, catching everyone off guard; in an instant, the absolute cold sealed them all in ice.
"Break it!"
"Break!"
"Do you think a little snowflake like this can stop us? That’s just ridiculous!"
So true experts, before the absolute cold strengthened, imdiately activated their skills, breaking the ice blocks first, then they dashed around, surrounded by True Qi, resisting the incoming snowflakes.
"Hmph! You think you can escape?" Zhang Xiaohao snorted disdainfully.
The Divine Skills of Shennong True Qi, transford from tens of thousands of drops of Netherworld Holy Water, are terrifying! So terrifying that even a Tiaoist Origin Martial Ancestor must retreat.
Snowflakes in the night sky doubled again, countless flakes swept by the fierce wind, freezing the surrounding sea completely in monts.
So weaker cultivators directly froze to death, facing this terrifying cold aura.
Only those with robust cultivation, possessing fire-elent cultivation techniques, struggled to endure the sudden ice seal.
Only those Luotian Realm overlords, surrounded by True Qi, remained relatively unaffected.
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