"You’re so capable, does your mom know?" Zhang Xiaohao scoffed.
"Hmph! Spare your sarcasm!" Senior Brother Han roared furiously.
Pointing the spearhead at Zhang Xiaohao, his eyes cold and resentful, wishing he could devour Zhang Xiaohao alive.
"If things continue to go this way! It won’t be long before I can beco the new Saint Heir of the Tianyin Sect! Once I beco the Saint Heir, the ti will co for this ugly old hag to die!"
"Once I’ve killed her, I will claim the Tianyin Sect’s Holy Daughter for myself! By then, once my status is completely secured! I will sche my way to the position of the Sect Master of the Tianyin Sect! Just need to trap and kill Sect Leader Leng with a strategic plan! With my identity as the Saint Heir, combined with the connections I’ve accumulated over the years at the Tianyin Sect, I will be the new Sect Master of the Tianyin Sect!"
"At that ti, everything in the Tianyin Sect will be mine! Any woman I desire, I can play with however I want! Anyone who dares defy , I will kill his entire family! Wipe them all out!"
"Just when everything was about to succeed, you had to jump out at this mont, ruining my great plan! Stealing my inheritance! And even killing my helper, Bao Butong, you truly deserve to die!"
Shush shush shush...
Senior Brother Han had just finished speaking.
In Zhang Xiaohao’s hand, the Fish Intestine Sword slashed fiercely, a series of sword flashes twinkled.
By the ti Zhang Xiaohao stopped again.
Pu-chi!
Senior Brother Han’s body burst open, turning into chunks of flesh that scattered on the ground.
"Scum! Being human is simply a waste of food! Trash like you only deserves to be an animal!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
Imdiately discerning a direction, he lightly tapped his foot and swiftly flew forward using the Twelve Heavenly Steps.
Two hours later.
"Get out of my way!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.
With a domineering slash of the Fish Intestine Sword in his hand, he directly killed the Tianyin Sect disciple and the Little Bald Donkey from the Great Brightness Temple blocking his way.
Two hours had passed.
This was already the sixth group Zhang Xiaohao had encountered.
Having dealt with these two groups of people.
Zhang Xiaohao continued forward using the Twelve Heavenly Steps, heading towards the millennium Spiritual dicine.
He wanted to get to the millennium Spiritual dicine before Gong Ningyue.
anwhile, a question lingered in his mind.
How did Gong Ningyue know there was millennium Spiritual dicine in the tomb? Could she also be a descendant of the tomb’s owner?
With this question in mind, Zhang Xiaohao quickly headed towards the location of the millennium Spiritual dicine.
Half an hour later.
Following the route on the sheepskin map, Zhang Xiaohao arrived outside a huge valley.
Boom boom boom...
Even before stepping into the valley, he could hear intense fighting sounds coming from inside.
"Hmm? Who is Gong Ningyue battling against?" Zhang Xiaohao wondered with a frown.
A mighty sweep of Soul Power enveloped the valley ahead.
Under his probing.
Gong Ningyue was holding her own against three powerful adversaries.
"Strange! Why do I feel one of these auras is very familiar?" Zhang Xiaohao pondered, puzzled.
With a light tap of his foot, he rushed into the valley.
A mont later.
Zhang Xiaohao hid on a massive tree, watching the scene unfold from a mile away.
Gong Ningyue was continuously retreating under the joint attack of a blood-colored giant and two werewolves.
Any carelessness could be life-threatening.
"What? It’s him! Wasn’t he in the M country? How did he appear in this tomb?" Zhang Xiaohao thought with a frown.
The bloodied giant was none other than the monster from whom Zhang Xiaohao had forcibly taken half of the inheritance at the John family’s holy land.
His gaze swept around.
Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes landed on a nearby flower garden.
A pale green barrier enveloped the entire garden.
Inside, a three-foot-tall humanoid Spiritual dicine was frantically pacing, bumping here and there, seemingly trying to break the annoying barrier and escape.
"Holy cow! Is that a ten-thousand-year-old Spiritual dicine? By the look of it, it seems to have gained sentience!" thought Zhang Xiaohao, shocked.
"Bastard! I know you are already here. Why aren’t you showing yourself yet? Do you really want to watch get slaughtered by these three beasts before you would be happy?"
Suddenly, Gong Ningyue forced the blood-colored giant back with a palm strike, stood on a boulder, and looked towards Zhang Xiaohao’s location, coldly shouting.
"Eh! I thought I was well hidden. How did this woman notice ? Seems like reaping the benefits without effort won’t work," thought Zhang Xiaohao, annoyed.
With a tap of his foot, he rapidly moved towards their location using the Twelve Heavenly Steps.
An old friend had arrived, and naturally, deserved a proper greeting.
After a few quick movents, Zhang Xiaohao had already joined Gong Ningyue’s side.
"Bastard! Why have you only co now? It’s been three days already!" Gong Ningyue said, infuriated.
"Hehe, I was delayed by so matters along the way, so naturally, I was late," Zhang Xiaohao said, as if it were to be expected.
"Hmph! These three miscreants from M country also want to lay their hands on the ten-thousand-year-old Spiritual dicine. I’ll deal with these two minors, and leave that blood-colored monster to you!" Gong Ningyue said with a solemn expression.
"Alright!" Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
He took a step forward, looking intrigued at the blood-colored giant.
"Who would have thought that after our brief encounter before, we would et again!" Zhang Xiaohao said teasingly.
"Huh? Bao Butong? No! You are definitely not him!" the blood-colored giant denied.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck his mind.
He rembered the scene that had occurred at the John family’s forbidden area.
"It’s you!" the blood-colored giant exclaid, losing his composure.
His cold, angry eyes did not bother to conceal his hatred, wishing he could devour Zhang Xiaohao alive.
"Yes, it’s ! You recognized ! Not bad for your mory!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a cold laugh.
"Eh! Do you two know each other?" Gong Ningyue asked suspiciously.
"Know each other? Back when this creature was in the M country, I stole half of his most important inheritance. How could he not know ?" Zhang Xiaohao said teasingly.
"Giggle!" Gong Ningyue trembled with a girlish laugh.
"Hmph! You dare to steal my inheritance and snatch my fortune! Old and new grudges, today is a good day to settle them all! I will use your blood to avenge the previous disgrace!" the blood-colored giant said, full of killing intent.
"You two keep this despicable woman busy! Do not let her interfere! After I kill him, I will join you!" the blood-colored giant instructed with murderous intent.
"As you wish, master!" the two werewolves responded respectfully.
"Die, you damn brat!" the blood-colored giant roared angrily.
With a tap of his foot, he burst forth with a speed disproportionate to his body, charging at Zhang Xiaohao like lightning.
The two blood-colored giant palms erupted with ferocious power, aiming for Zhang Xiaohao’s head.
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