Chapter 2264 - 2262: Execution (Thirty-second Update!)

Chapter 2264: Chapter 2262: Execution (Thirty-second Update!)

Huang Long stared at Zhang Xiaohao in disbelief. He actually got pinned down just like that.

The next moment, Huang Long tried to fight back, frantically circulating his Spiritual Power, trying to blast apart this strange force on his body. This was something even an old ancestor at Great Mahayana Extreme Realm couldn’t accomplish within the first three seconds, let alone him, a mere Huang Long with only Integration Middle Stage cultivation—how could he possibly do it?

"Slash!" Zhang Xiaohao let out a cold snort.

The Xuantian Extreme Demon Sword in his hand shot out a terrifying pressure, descending from the sky, domineeringly hacking down on Huang Long’s head. From his head, the sword cleaved all the way down, chopping every defensive artifact on his body cleanly in half.

Then the Xuantian Extreme Demon Sword’s momentum did not lessen. It hacked down tyrannically from the top of his head, forcibly splitting him into two. The shattered corpse scattered onto the ground.

A fiery-red Nascent Soul flashed. The next instant, it was about to pinch a hand seal and use the Nascent Soul Escape Technique to flee.

"Want to run? Did you ask me first?" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.

His left hand grabbed, and the Space Law burst out from his palm. Huang Long’s figure spun with a flicker, and the next moment, he was already caught in Zhang Xiaohao’s hand.

"Senior, spare me! I already know I was wrong. Please, Senior, just treat me like air and let me go!" Huang Long begged in terror.

"If begging for mercy worked, how could there be so many innocents dying in this world? Old thing, you’ve finished putting on your act, now you can go die as well!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

Crack!

His right hand suddenly clenched, and Huang Long’s Nascent Soul was brutally crushed into fragments. From beginning to end, under Zhang Xiaohao’s domineering suppression, not even a ripple could be stirred.

Swish!

Zhang Xiaohao’s body flickered and appeared at Long Xian’er’s side.

"We need to go, someone’s coming!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

As he spoke, he pulled Long Xian’er into his arms and cast the Great Covering Sky Reincarnation Thin Cloud Technique, directly slipping into the void.

Less than three breaths after Zhang Xiaohao and Long Xian’er left, a vast aura fell from the sky, landing exactly where Zhang Xiaohao had just been standing. A terrifying Mahayana Peak cultivation burst out from this person’s body. Under this overwhelming aura, the surrounding space emitted crackling sounds, as if the next moment it wouldn’t be able to withstand the pressure and would completely explode.

"Hm? This palace clearly sensed someone here just now, so how come there’s no one now? Did this palace misjudge? Impossible! With this palace’s Mahayana Peak cultivation, how could I be mistaken? Could it be that I’ve been in seclusion cultivating for too long and my Spirit has become a bit dazed?" the Mahayana Peak middle-aged beautiful woman said doubtfully.

Looking at the huge cave below, and those Formations, the middle-aged beauty’s face showed disdain.

She casually waved her right hand, and the next instant, all the Formations outside the cave vanished without a trace, as if they had never existed.

Swish!

Her figure flickered and she rushed straight into the cave.

As for the poisonous creatures all around, under the protection of the Poison Dragon Pill, they couldn’t harm her at all.

...

Underground, several hundred li deep.

The surroundings were completely shrouded by endless Power of Reincarnation, firmly protecting this space of over a hundred cubic meters. Zhang Xiaohao sat cross-legged on the bed.

Don’t be fooled by how relaxed he looked when he killed that Integration Middle Stage Cultivator just now.

In reality, he had already used all his trump cards, including the three strands of Supreme Law Silk, only then could he slay Huang Long in a single strike.

If Huang Long had managed to tough it out past that one strike, Zhang Xiaohao wouldn’t have been able to kill him, because he had already mobilized all his Spiritual Power and Physical Body strength.

Precisely because of this, Zhang Xiaohao was now heavily depleted, looking like someone whose vital essence had been severely damaged.

"Husband, are you alright?" Long Xian’er asked worriedly.

Zhang Xiaohao’s face was deathly pale, devoid of a single hint of blood. He looked like a sheet of white paper; just his appearance alone was frightening.

"I’m fine! It’s just that the consumption was a bit too heavy. With some proper recuperation, I’ll be able to recover." Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.

"Mm." Long Xian’er nodded, the heart she’d been holding up finally relaxing completely.

"Stand guard for me. I’ll first recuperate my vital essence." Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Mm." Long Xian’er nodded, acting as his protector around him.

Zhang Xiaohao didn’t waste any time. He flipped his right hand, and from the Shennong Ring he took out a large handful of Elixirs that restored vital essence. Without even looking, he gulped them down in one go.

Then he took out some Elixirs that restored Spiritual Power and swallowed them as well.

His hands pinched seals, circulating the Shennong Reincarnation Scripture, beginning to nurse his vital essence.

At the side, Long Xian’er’s sexy, cold little mouth dropped open again. She looked at Zhang Xiaohao like she was looking at a monster—her mouth was wide enough to fit two eggs.

"How does this bastard have so many Elixirs on him? And they’re all High-level Elixirs. These Elixirs would drive even Great Mahayana Realm Cultivators crazy if they saw them. Where did he get so many? And he doesn’t even look, just swallows them in one mouthful like they’re cabbages. Did he loot some True Spirit race’s treasure vault? Even if he did loot some True Spirit race’s vault, he shouldn’t have this many Elixirs on him, right?" Long Xian’er thought seriously in her heart.

The more she thought about it, the more mysterious Zhang Xiaohao seemed. From the very first time she’d seen him, she had felt that Zhang Xiaohao was extremely mysterious.

A physique so freakishly strong it was perverse, actually fearless of the deadly poisons in Mangdu Mountain, and he even roasted and ate the poisonous beasts. That terrifying speed—probably even a Great Mahayana Extreme Realm True Spirit old ancestor couldn’t catch up to him, right?

And then just now, he merely moved his lips and exterminated one hundred thousand True Spirits. The vast majority of those True Spirits were in the Void Refinement Realm, yet such an enormous number was like ants before Zhang Xiaohao, casually slapped to death.

Then later, an Integration Middle Stage old monster—killed as soon as he said he would kill. The other party didn’t even have time to react before dying.

With his Peak of Divinity Transformation cultivation, to be able to do this—it wasn’t just "terrifying," it was "extremely terrifying."

"Who exactly are you? Could it really be like you said, that you were merely passing through here?" Long Xian’er thought earnestly in her heart.

Zhang Xiaohao had no idea what Long Xian’er was thinking. At this moment, he was circulating the Shennong Reincarnation Scripture to rapidly restore his depleted vital essence.

As the Shennong Reincarnation Scripture ran crazily, with the aid of those Elixirs, Zhang Xiaohao’s overly consumed vital essence was recovering at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, the nature’s spiritual energy all around seemed to be drawn by some force, surging toward Zhang Xiaohao’s side, to be absorbed and refined by him...