I am really not a medical immortal.

Chapter 1698 - 1697: Little Miti Beast

After taking care of the Fire Dragon Clan’s ancestor, Hei Wuchang’s cold gaze fell on the surrounding forces. He saw them encircle Zha Muzhen, launching all sorts of terrifying attacks at him. Despite being temporarily at a disadvantage, Zha Muzhen handled it with ease and didn’t suffer any substantial suppression.

On the contrary, as time passed, under Zha Muzhen’s assault, the forces of the Fire Dragon Clan gradually began to falter.

Whoosh!

Zhang Xiaohao’s figure flickered, appearing beside Hei Wuchang.

"Are you training him?" Zhang Xiaohao remarked playfully.

"Hmm!" Hei Wuchang nodded.

"Now’s not the time. Go and deal with them now! When the time is right, there will be plenty of opportunities for him to train," Zhang Xiaohao instructed.

"I understand," Hei Wuchang replied.

With a sudden shift, he appeared like lightning among the Fire Dragon Clan’s forces. In their terrified gazes, he swiftly clasped his hands, and countless huge silver-white wind blades slashed at them.

Crack, crack, crack!!!

Under Hei Wuchang’s assault, the several dozen remaining members of the Fire Dragon Clan were utterly unable to resist. All of their protective treasures, and even the Nascent Souls within their bodies, were reduced to dust in an instant.

"Clean up the battlefield, and be quick about it," Hei Wuchang ordered.

With that, he paid no further attention to the place.

Zha Muzhen let out a bitter laugh. Among the three, Zhang Xiaohao was his master, and Hei Wuchang had a higher cultivation level than him, so the task of cleaning up the battlefield naturally fell to him.

He quickly flashed through the air, leaving a trail of afterimages. In just a few movements, he collected all the storage bags scattered on the ground, and even handled the bodies of the Fire Dragon Clan members with ease.

"Let’s move on to the next target!" Zhang Xiaohao called out.

With that, the three of them flashed forward, heading towards the next group.

...

Half a month later.

Zhang Xiaohao and his team stopped at a massive lake, facing members of the Changqing Clan.

These Changqing Clan members were as thin as telephone poles, their entire bodies a shiny green, making them particularly conspicuous.

Over the past half month, Zhang Xiaohao and his team had moved swiftly, capturing all the hidden forces nearby, leaving only this last group of Changqing Clan members.

This group was the strongest and largest among the dozen or so groups they had encountered, with over two hundred members. The strongest among them were five at the Unification Peak, with ten at the Early-stage Integration. As for the cultivators at the Refining Void Realm, there were over a hundred, and the rest were at the Divinity Transformation Realm—a truly formidable force!

The five Changqing Clan old monsters at the Unification Peak stepped forward coldly and, from ten paces away, stared coldly at Zhang Xiaohao and his team.

"The battles that have occurred around here in the past half month, I suppose, were orchestrated by you three, weren’t they?" said a long-bearded old monster in the middle, coldly.

"Exactly! It was us!" Zhang Xiaohao declared, hands behind his back.

"You’re quite ambitious, aren’t you! Such boldness, wanting to hog all the benefits for yourselves. Aren’t you afraid of choking on it?" the long-bearded old monster sneered.

"If you want to get rich overnight, you have to take it all for yourself! Otherwise, how can you get rich overnight? Come on, how do you want to die? Tell me, and I’ll give you a quick end!" Zhang Xiaohao retorted coldly.

"Hmph! You three are too arrogant! One at the Unification Peak, one at Early Void Refining, and one at the Golden Core Middle Stage, yet you dare to think of swallowing our two hundred plus Changqing Clan members in one go? Ridiculous!" scoffed the white-bearded old monster disdainfully.

"Brother Hei, with your combat strength, can you handle these Unification realm cultivators alone?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"A bunch of trash, I haven’t given them a second thought! How about this, I’ll take half of them, and you two handle the rest below Late Void Refining," Hei Wuchang proposed.

"Alright!" Zhang Xiaohao agreed.

Whoosh!

Hei Wuchang’s figure flickered, and as he reappeared, a vast pressure emanated from within him. He skillfully formed a series of signs with his hands, quickly forming a barrier that enveloped the five Unification Peak cultivators, along with those in the Unification Realm and over a hundred at Refining Void Peak and Late Void Refining.

"Changqing Clan trash, all of you come at me! Lord Hei is in the mood to fight today, taking you all on solo!" Hei Wuchang declared arrogantly and flamboyantly.

On the other side.

Zhang Xiaohao stood with hands behind his back, a look of disdain on his face.

"Zha Muzhen, haven’t you been complaining these days that I never give you a chance to hone your skills? Now’s your chance to shine! They’re all yours. Make sure you do a good job and don’t let me down!" Zhang Xiaohao instructed.

"Yes, my lord! Rest assured, I will get this done splendidly. I won’t disappoint you! Just watch!" Zha Muzhen replied respectfully.

Many in number? In the face of absolute power, they’re all just garbage! Some mere Refining Void and Divinity Transformation level trash, with the strongest only at the Mid Void Refining. Honestly, he hadn’t even considered them a threat. Even if more of them came, Zha Muzhen thought it would be incredibly easy to deal with them.

Zha Muzhen slapped a Beast Taming Bag on his waist with one hand, revealing a small black beast about the size of a palm in his hand.

"Changqing Clan brats, prepare to die!" Zha Muzhen laughed coldly.

With that, he threw the small black beast in his hand forward. The little black beast spun around and suddenly transformed into a giant beast that devoured the sky, over a hundred meters in size.

"Little Miti Beast—Devour!!!" Zha Muzhen roared.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!!

As Zha Muzhen’s words fell, an unbelievable scene unfolded. The Little Miti Beast opened its massive mouth, unleashing a terrifying suction force, pulling in the over a hundred opponents across from it.

In just one move, all cultivators below the Divinity Transformation Realm had their figures flash before being swallowed whole by the Little Miti Beast, leaving not a trace behind.

"Hmph! Die!" Zha Muzhen roared again.

He swiftly made hand signs, and terrifying white-cold air erupted from above the Little Miti Beast, sweeping towards the remaining eighty-plus Refining Void Realm cultivators across from them.

The Changqing Clan’s cultivators, caught off guard by this sudden burst of cold air, found their bodies stiffening, and even their movements began to slow.