I am really not a medical immortal.

Chapter 1753 - 1752: Mahayana Is Nothing Special

"All of you, go to hell!" Zhang Chen’s eyes glinted with a cold light.

The Sea Snake Three Spirit Fork in his hand, measuring thirty-eight feet, shot out countless golden rays, with a massive burst of power erupting from it. The Jiao Long Spear Technique was unleashed, sweeping up and down, enveloping all the surrounding thousands of cultivators, raising countless afterimages, fiercely attacking.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Faced with this sudden scene, the surrounding people didn’t even have time to react. Under Zhang Xiaohao’s domineering attack, their bodies were directly blasted apart, with countless blood splattering from their corpses onto the ground, staining it red, which was then absorbed and refined by the Ancient Blood Devouring Array.

"Who are you, and why can you wield Spiritual Power?"

"Speak! Are you the one behind all this?"

"Nascent Soul Middle Stage? Too weak! If you don’t clarify things today, your blood will spill right here!"

Witnessing this spectacle, the faces of the surrounding cultivators changed drastically, retreating rapidly to keep away from Zhang Xiaohao.

Even though they were once lofty cultivators, now, with their cultivation and Divine Thought shackled, they were less than a dog. Not to mention Zhang Xiaohao was only in the Nascent Soul Middle Stage, even if he were in the Foundation Establishment Realm, paired with some magic artifacts and such, he could finish them off.

"A bunch of paper tigers with big shows and nothing inside dare to threaten me? You’re not qualified!" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.

Swish!

With a point of his foot on the ground, he surged forward again, carrying a gust of wind.

"Not good! He’s coming again, everyone use whatever means you have quickly! Or today we might really be doomed, slaughtered by a kid at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage!"

"Everyone attack together! An old man like me refuses to believe his cultivation and Divine Thought are completely unaffected!"

"Kill!"

Seeing Zhang Xiaohao charging up, the faces of a group of cultivators changed drastically. Some roared in a low voice, gripping their magic treasures, and charged towards Zhang Xiaohao, but more retreated to the surroundings, because they understood a principle: with their cultivation and Divine Thought shackled, under these circumstances, they were no match for Zhang Xiaohao.

"Mere ants dare to shine with the bright moon, all of you go to hell!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.

With both hands clasped, countless golden light erupted from within the Sea Snake Three Spirit Fork. In a flash, it became a wind-fire wheel as Zhang Xiaohao wielded it, dominantly slashing away.

No matter what kind of magic treasure or what material magic treasures were, in front of the Sea Snake Three Spirit Fork, paired with Zhang Xiaohao’s cultivation and supreme Divine Power, they were all exploded. Instantly, countless shattered fragments of magic treasures rained from the sky, closely followed by their bodies. Before this power that destroys everything, they were all nothing. A single shadow swept away, regardless of the realm, all were blasted into a mass of blood rain, spilling on the ground.

"Are you all fools? Even if you don’t go up, they won’t spare us. Why not take advantage of the fact that we still have a fight in us, rely on our numbers, and attack together to kill them, perhaps there’s still a chance to survive!"

"He won’t spare you! Even if you keep retreating, once we’ve all died, he’ll kill you too!"

"Damn it! If you’re doomed then accept it, you can’t escape death! If we’re going to die, then die!"

Seeing this, some cultivators roared with red eyes. Immediately, over ten thousand people waved the magic treasures and magic artifacts in their hands as weapons, cruelly charging towards Zhang Xiaohao.

The remaining small group of people, witnessing this scene, weighed the pros and cons in their hearts. Considering that the battle before them was inevitable, each of them made up their minds.

Die lying down, die standing, either way, it’s death. So why not take this chance to fight? If they manage to kill him and obtain the secret to restoring their cultivation from him, how could this place trap them?

Thinking this, nearly twenty thousand cultivators, one by one, roared with their magic treasures held high, charging madly towards Zhang Xiaohao.

"That’s more like what a man should be!" Zhang Xiaohao laughed, an indomitable spirit filling the air, showing an attitude as if he alone could withstand the sky falling.

"Go!" Zhang Xiaohao roared lowly.

Suddenly throwing out the Sea Snake Three Spirit Fork in his hand, it spun in the air. Under his control, it immediately transformed into thousands of golden fork shadows, exploding towards the crowd charging around him.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

No matter the cultivation or the status of those charging, as the golden afterimages fell, they were blasted apart, with countless blood and flesh scattering onto the ground, absorbed by the surrounding Ancient Blood Devouring Array, transforming into rich and majestic Bloodline Power.

Within less than three minutes, nearly twenty thousand cultivators were all but slaughtered clean by Zhang Xiaohao, leaving only the figure wearing the ghost mask, coldly standing across from Zhang Xiaohao.

"It’s your turn." Zhang Xiaohao said coldly, pointing the Sea Snake Three Spirit Fork at him.

"Hmph! What audacity! I am in the Early Mahayana stage and one of the ten halls of Yama’s Vice Monarchs in the Underworld! Even with my cultivation suppressed, I’m not someone easy to bully! Kid, if you know what’s good for you, retreat now and give me the method to restore Spiritual Power, I might spare you!"

"Is an old monster in the Mahayana Realm impressive? Is the Underworld powerful? I seem to remember that people from the Underworld are like rats crossing the street. Even Mahayana Realm cultivators aren’t much better than those rats!" Zhang Xiaohao shrugged.

"Kid, you’re too impudent! Do you know who you’re speaking to? Never mind, I’m not petty, if you follow my instructions, I’ll make an exception and take you as a disciple, teach you supreme divine skills, and help you reach the top in one step." said the ghost mask man.

"To be honest, I’m really curious what it feels like for someone in the Nascent Soul Realm to kill a Mahayana Realm cultivator! So, go to hell! Old fool, dare to act arrogant before me, have you even grown enough hair?" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.

With a flick of his body, the Sea Snake Three Spirit Fork in his hand swung up a massive gust, flashing with golden light, dominantly slashing towards the ghost mask man.

"Since you’re stubborn, I’ll fulfill your wish! Do you really think I can’t handle you? To tell you the truth, my physical body cultivation has long reached the Early Stage of Divinity Transformation! Even if I can’t use Physical Body Divine Power, mere absolute strength will crush you!" said the ghost mask man coldly.