I am really not a medical immortal.

Chapter 1783 - 1782: Suppressing the Five Clans (Seventh Update!)

"Stop!!!" Zhang Xiaohao’s figure flickered and he was already beside them, growling low as he unleashed the Time Law Talent, uttering an invisible "stop" from his mouth.

This "stop" symbol expanded against the wind, instantly turning into a giant "stop" symbol ten feet in size, fixed above their heads.

"Die!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a murderous aura shooting up to the sky.

Grasping the Sea Snake Three Spirit Fork tightly, he swiftly swept, transforming it into a hundred-foot giant, sweeping across their bodies.

Crunch crunch crunch!!!

The sound of protective spiritual light shattering resonated, and the momentum of the Sea Snake Three Spirit Fork did not diminish. Like a bulldozer, it swept across their bodies. Instantly, countless blood, broken corpses, including Nascent Souls, all spilled onto the ground, staining it red. By the time Zhang Xiaohao retracted the Sea Snake Three Spirit Fork, nearly ten thousand people were killed in this strike.

Before they could react, Zhang Xiaohao held a purple gourd in his left hand, pouring out ten drops of Spirit Stone Milk and swallowing them. The Spiritual Power, which was almost exhausted from using the Time Law Talent, quickly recovered with the help of these ten drops.

"You guys are really too weak! Five major races, altogether nearly eighty thousand people, were killed by me in just one face-off. As for now, all of you can go to hell!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

Before they could react, he stepped on the Black Cloud Stepping Sky Boots, his body flickering as he rapidly charged forward.

While charging out, his right hand flipped, with one hand holding the Sea Snake Three Spirit Fork, and the other five palms gripping heavy weapons transformed from Shennong Reincarnation Scripture Spiritual Power: a golden iron hammer, a golden wolf fang club, a golden spiritual blade, a golden small mountain, and a golden longsword.

"Go to hell for the Empire!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.

The six palms swirled fiercely, like remnants, aggressively slicing towards them.

Slicing slicing slicing!!!

Wherever they passed, chaos ensued. Regardless of what blocked them, it was directly smashed into meat paste or sliced into pieces without exception.

"Everyone, attack together! Kill this demon, and never let him drink from that purple gourd!"

"It’s either you die or I perish, and now’s the time for no holding back; let’s all attack together and cut down that demon!"

"Kill him and seize his treasures! With his Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivation, if not for these treasures on him, he couldn’t possibly withstand so many of us!"

The leaders of the five major races roared with bloodshot eyes, leading their cultivator followers to charge towards Zhang Xiaohao.

Various attacks and techniques were unleashed one after another, relentlessly targeting Zhang Xiaohao.

For a moment, the sky was filled with massive afterimages stirred by magic artifacts, raging shockwaves rolling around, aggressively blasting towards Zhang Xiaohao.

Nearly seventy thousand cultivators’ attacks came crashing overwhelmingly, with immense pressure that would make anyone have to take a drink.

"If the Empire didn’t have this set of equipment collected, perhaps relying on sheer numbers you could make the Empire hesitate, but now it’s complete, thinking numbers could win? Simply ridiculous!" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.

With a single foot tapping on the ground, leaving a black shadow, he charged up again. Wielding six major weapons, he fiercely slashed upwards, as for defense? There’s no such word in his dictionary.

Boom boom boom!!!

Their attacks collided together, shooting out colossal shockwaves, rushing to every direction, no matter how strong the attacks were or how violent the shockwaves were, crashing onto Zhang Xiaohao’s body were directly blocked by the Heavenly Battle Armor, this Xuantian Demon Treasure, unable to cause him a bit of harm, as if they simply didn’t exist.

While the six weapons in Zhang Xiaohao’s hands, strike after strike, surged violently with the force to cleave open the heavens, fiercely pounding on these magical artifacts in the air.

Numerous magic artifacts were domineeringly split in half by Zhang Xiaohao, numerous attacks were broken apart by Zhang Xiaohao.

A quarter of an hour later.

Nearly seventy thousand troops from the five major races all stopped, not because they didn’t want to continue attacking, but the magic artifacts on them were all split in half by Zhang Xiaohao domineeringly. Ordinary or ancient magic artifacts fared slightly better; if they got destroyed, so be it. But the Lifebound Magical Treasures were different. Once broken, their masters suffered backlash, sustaining severe internal injuries.

Moreover, even the magic artifacts on them were all thrown away, still getting blasted by Zhang Xiaohao, all the Spirit Talismans, Spirit Beasts, one-time use Divine Thunder, etc., were all destroyed like they simply didn’t exist.

"Is there nothing left? Since you’re not making a move, it’s now the Empire’s turn!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

Swish!

The words dropped, his figure flashed, carrying a gust of wind as he quickly charged up, the whole person moving like a displacement, reappearing in front of the leaders of the five major races, under their terrified gaze, Zhang Xiaohao lifted the six weapons in his hand, along with fierce gusts of wind, aggressively blasting towards the five of them.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!!!

In just one encounter, the leaders of the five major races were slaughtered by Zhang Xiaohao, without raising a bit of commotion.

"With such little strength, still plotting against me? Simply ridiculous!" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.

Coldly glaring at the remaining troops of the five major races, he activated the Space Law Talent, directly appearing among the crowd.

The six weapons in his hands carried massive attacks, an overwhelming black demonic cloud pressed down, blasting onto their heads, one strike after another, ferociously smashing upwards.

Boom boom boom!!!

The sound of bodies being smashed to pieces rang out, like a Demon God, wherever he went, all in sight were slain without even a ripple.

"Ah! He is not human, he is a demon! We are no match for him, everyone, run!"

"I don’t want your treasures, please spare me!"

"I have a Heavenly Spirit Root, a rarity in a thousand years, I don’t want to die yet!"

Seeing this scene, the remaining tribesmen from the five major races were all terrified to the point of wetting themselves, fleeing terrified into the crowd behind them.

"Humph! Thinking about leaving at this moment? Stay where you are for me!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a murderous aura soaring to the sky.

"Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulations!!!" Zhang Xiaohao roared low.