Chapter 1585 - 1480: Visitors from Huashan Sect

Despite the surprise, Daoist Shan Xu did not abandon the thought of killing Qin Hao.

He tapped his foot and once again arrived above Qin Hao.

"Kid! To dodge two fatal strikes, you must have some skills. But I’m sorry, you still have to die now!"

As soon as Daoist Shan Xu spoke, Qin Hao cursed loudly from the ground: "Old bastard! Old ghost! Dwarf! Shorty! If you can’t kill me, I will find a chance to torture you to death!"

At this moment, Qin Hao was truly furious.

He ignored any concern for his safety, running and cursing, just wanting to humiliate Daoist Shan Xu before dying.

Sure enough, under Qin Hao’s cursing, Daoist Shan Xu’s face was filled with rage, shouting: "Little bastard! Just die!"

With these words, his hand slammed down.

Boom!

Another loud explosion sounded.

But when the Spiritual Energy Shield shattered for the third time, Daoist Shan Xu’s eyes nearly popped out. How was there still a defensive artifact!

"Old ghost! Haha! You can’t kill me, can you! You’re truly useless!"

Qin Hao oiled his feet, running and cursing with an extremely unpleasant voice.

"Ah!" As the saying goes, failure does not occur thrice. The previous two failures were excusable, but now, his lungs were almost exploding with anger.

"You! Must! Die!"

Spitting out each word, Daoist Shan Xu raised his palm, preparing to unleash a killing move, with a strong urge to smash Qin Hao’s defensive Spiritual Qi.

Suddenly.

A presence was felt coming from an extremely far distance.

"The Huashan Sect’s higher-up is here!"

Daoist Shan Xu slightly panicked, preparing for a swift hit to kill Qin Hao first.

But within the blink of an eye, the presence became much stronger, very close to him now.

"Not good!" Daoist Shan Xu’s heart trembled.

If this strike couldn’t kill Qin Hao, the arrival of that person from Huashan Sect would be unavoidable.

Judging from the aura displayed, the person must be a formidable figure, and being entangled by them would be inevitable.

This was Huashan Sect’s territory, and once entangled, the consequences would be dangerous.

Could he just give up killing the brat?

A trace of unwillingness flashed across Daoist Shan Xu’s face.

If Qin Hao weren’t so foul-mouthed, it would have been fine, but the humiliation from this junior made letting it go tough for Shan Xu.

Indeed, Daoist Shan Xu felt troubled inside.

Most people were lucky to have one Spiritual Artifact for protection.

This brat before him had three!

And precisely because of that, he wasn’t confident, feeling even his ultimate move might not kill the opponent.

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While Daoist Shan Xu was in a dilemma, Qin Hao kept running relentlessly.

Though his curses sounded strong, internally, he was feeling colder.

After all, Ji Xinhu had given him the Round Heart Ring with a three-shield effect.

But now, the three shields were all used up!

The crucial point was that, at this juncture, both his Vajra Stone Technique and Bloodline Activation were exhausted.

Still, he couldn’t shake off the old ghost above his head.

If the old ghost struck again, Qin Hao was sure, he’d either die or be left crippled.

What could he do? Would an illustrious life end so wretchedly at the hands of the old ghost?

Just then.

He sensed a familiar presence coming from the sky.

Instinctively, he looked up and saw a stream of light enlarging before him, seemingly approaching.

Reinforcements were coming from the Inner Sect!

I am saved!

Qin Hao was instantly overjoyed, but before his joy lasted half a second, it was filled with deep concerns.

Even with reinforcements, Daoist Shan Xu’s hatred would drive him to kill immediately.

Why hasn’t he yet?

Qin Hao vaguely had an answer.

The old ghost had no confidence.

Qin Hao instantly realized that his survival depended on whether he could make the old ghost hesitate.

So he shouted: "Old ghost! Come kill me! You can’t kill me! I bet you!"

In the sky, Daoist Shan Xu was suddenly stunned. This little brat is so arrogant; could he really have another spiritual artifact defense? Was he certain he couldn’t be killed and daring me to enraged for that reason?

Why provoke me? Was it to wait for reinforcements to trap me?

In an instant, countless illusions flashed in his mind, and Daoist Shan Xu’s face turned extremely unpleasant.

"Haha! Old ghost! Why are you hesitating? I’m right down here! If you want to kill me, just kill! What relation do we have for you to be so courteous? After all, I’m your grandpa!"

Another wave of humiliation hit, and Daoist Shan Xu’s hair stood on end, shouted: "You! Deserve to die!"

Despite his words, fearing triggering artifact restrictions, he didn’t use Spiritual Qi, instead reaching to grab Qin Hao’s neck.

At that moment, Qin Hao felt numb all over, sweat hairs standing, sensing the threat of death.

He wanted to speak but heard Daoist Shan Xu laughing: "Haha! I didn’t use killing intent, so your defensive artifact won’t activate, will it? Brat, you’re too young to fight me!"

And then, Qin Hao felt a pain in his neck and completely passed out.

After effortlessly knocking out Qin Hao, the stream of light drew nearer, and Daoist Shan Xu saw a red-blood old man, his face stern, eyes wide, with evident killing intent.

This was Huashan Sect’s Punishment Hall Elder Li Tongtian!

Daoist Shan Xu recognized the man and had heard of his achievements, knowing he was stronger than Lei Dingtian.

The reason he wasn’t the sect leader was his bad temper, unwelcomed among peers.

"No way! I must leave now!"

Daoist Shan Xu knew delaying would prevent escape.

Yet, he was unwilling to leave without dealing with Qin Hao.

Resolutely, he grabbed Qin Hao by the neck and swiftly fled towards the sky.

"Where do you think you’re going!"

From afar, the Punishment Hall Elder’s roar sounded like thunder exploding by the ear.

Then, the elder pointed remotely, a giant burst of light emitted from the fingertip.

Crash!

Lightning streaked through the sky, attacking Daoist Shan Xu’s back.

Daoist Shan Xu sensed the danger and had to deploy the Spiritual Energy Shield.

Boom!

The lightning was blocked by the shield, but Daoist Shan Xu was rocked by its force, feeling unwell; yet that was secondary; the primary issue was his rage.

He roared: "Li Tongtian, I have your Huashan Sect disciple in my hand! How dare you be so ruthless!"

He now saw that Li Tongtian’s move was brimming with killing intent!

There wasn’t any concern for Qin Hao’s life in his hand at all.

"Hmph!" Li Tongtian’s voice resonated like spring thunder: "My disdain for evil dao like yours outweighs the affection for disciples. Besides, even if Qin Hao dies, the sect will posthumously honor him, so dying brings glory too!"

If unconscious Qin Hao heard these words, he might have been angered awake, but he didn’t, merely kept his eyes tightly shut, oblivious to the world.