I am really not a medical immortal.

Chapter 1803 - 1802: Wangu Arena

A mass of dark figures; it seems like if not a million, it is close to it.

A million cultivators looks like a lot, but in the vast Spirit Realm, it’s not even a drop in the ocean.

Take the Spirit Clan, such a colossal clan; not even counting the ordinary people, they have at least a few billion cultivators alone.

And that’s just the Spirit Clan, without considering the other Top 100 Races.

You could say, the number of cultivators in each of the Top 100 Races is innumerable.

As for the races, in the Spirit Realm, there are not less than a billion races, or at least eight or nine hundred million.

So, the cultivators in front of us, although numerous, are like a drop in the ocean before the vastness of the Spirit Realm.

These forces are divided into countless factions, circling around a golden altar.

The entire golden altar spans a full ten zhang, entirely golden, shimmering with a golden luster, and there are over a hundred altars, arranged in a straight line, seemingly deliberately following some kind of pattern.

At this moment, intense battles are happening on the golden platform; each platform allows only two people to duel. If a third person ascends, they will be slain by the golden light emitted from the platform, even a cultivator of the Mahayana Realm is no exception.

After seeing the scene inside clearly, Zhang Xiaohao withdrew his gaze.

"It seems that surviving ten years on the golden platform may not be so simple! However, the more challenging something is, the more interesting it is to do," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.

"Get lost, brat! Don’t block the way!" At this moment, behind Zhang Xiaohao, a cold voice rang out, followed by a group of clan members exuding flames, numbering about two thousand, led by an elder at the early stage of Divinity Transformation, charged over menacingly.

The one speaking was the young man beside the flame elder.

Zhang Xiaohao turned around, coldly looking at the group.

"You want me to get lost?" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

"You cheeky brat! How dare you act arrogant! Didn’t you hear me, I told you to scram? Itching for a beating? Or perhaps you feel lonely up there and want me to send you down to see King Yan?" the fiery young man said arrogantly.

Whoosh!

In a flash, Zhang Xiaohao reappeared beside him.

In his terrified gaze, Zhang Xiaohao’s right hand lifted like lightning, grabbing his neck, yanking him violently from the ground.

"Trash like you dares to curse in front of me repeatedly!" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.

Then, his right hand squeezed abruptly.

Crack!

Before anyone could react, the young man’s entire body was crushed into a bloody mist by Zhang Xiaohao’s overwhelming force, raining down on the ground.

After disposing of him, Zhang Xiaohao’s cold gaze fell on the other Flame People, resting finally on the leading flame elder.

"Do you want to stand and live, or kneel and die?" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

"Humph! Human brat, you’re too arrogant! My Skyfire Clan is also a mid-level race in the Spirit Realm’s hundred races, no less than your Human Clan, even superior! How dare you casually kill a member of my Skyfire Clan before me, you deserve death! If you’re wise, kneel now and accept your fate, saving yourself from suffering! Otherwise, if I make a move, you’ll find no escape from hellish torment!" the leader elder of the Skyfire Clan said coldly.

"Are you done?" Zhang Xiaohao shrugged.

"Hmm? What’s your meaning, human brat?" the leader elder of the Skyfire Clan asked in confusion.

"Now that you’re done, you can all go to hell! Just in time for me to vent my itchiness on some people, since you’ve all come knocking, I’ll send you off early!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.

Whoosh!

With a quick step, Zhang Xiaohao appeared directly in front of the Skyfire Clan’s elder.

Despite being an early stage of Divinity Transformation, the elder couldn’t react at all, unable to even struggle before Zhang Xiaohao.

"Die!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.

His right hand slapped dominantly, obliterating the Skyfire Clan’s elder from head to toe into a blood mist.

With that done, Zhang Xiaohao’s body quivered, rushing into the Skyfire Clan’s crowd.

"Ah! He killed Elder Fire Dragon, everyone, avenge Elder Fire Dragon!"

"Kill him for Elder Fire Dragon’s revenge!"

"Kill!"

The remaining Skyfire Clan members roared with murderous intent, grabbing their magical tools and artifacts, charging at Zhang Xiaohao.

The strongest among them was Elder Fire Dragon, only early stage Divinity Transformation; others were either Nascent Soul Peak or Foundation Establishment Peak, with a few at Golden Core Realm. It’s evident they came for the hundred Wangu Arenas, hence their weaker cultivation levels.

Their attacks were overwhelming, imposing pressure as they fiercely aimed to kill Zhang Xiaohao.

Under the suppressed gravity of the surrounding space, their tenfold cultivation was halved, and before their attacks could reach Zhang Xiaohao, he was already before them.

"Heaven and Earth Furnace Great Wilderness Sword Qi!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.

With a flick of his finger, golden Sword Qi shot out like threads, ruthlessly obliterating the Skyfire Clan members before him.

Crack, crack, crack!!!

Whether it was weapons or bodies, in the face of Zhang Xiaohao’s Heaven and Earth Furnace Great Wilderness Sword Qi, all were slain.

Countless broken limbs and bodies, along with blood and fragmented weapons, continuously fell to the ground.

Three minutes later.

The battle began fast and ended quickly, as Zhang Xiaohao wiped out all the sky charging Skyfire Clan members.

Retracting his palm, without a glance at their bodies, Zhang Xiaohao calmly said,

"Why be blind to reason, and insist on provoking me? Isn’t living better?"

After speaking, with a cold gaze, he looked at the golden shield protected spectators, who watched in shock at Zhang Xiaohao’s thunderous annihilation of the Skyfire Clan members, then subconsciously rushed towards him.