I am really not a medical immortal.

Chapter 1805 - 1804: Ascending the Arena

Seeing these cultivators not daring to step forward, Zhang Xiaohao’s lips curled into a smirk filled with disdain.

"Cultivation itself is a defiance of heaven. Today you block my path, that’s the cause; I kill you, that’s the effect! And when I offer you a chance for revenge, you don’t even dare meet my gaze. This matter will turn into a mental demon, surfacing from the depths of your heart once you try to break through your realm!"

After speaking, Zhang Xiaohao didn’t bother to glance at them.

A group without the courage to fight, how can these people be worthy of cultivating immortality? They’re nothing but ants!

He glanced at the first golden arena nearby, around which tens of thousands of people gathered, forming a long Water Dragon, with countless cultivators desperately trying to rush onto the arena.

However, the golden arena has its rules, allowing only two people at a time, one defending and one attacking the arena. Any third person who dares to come up would be directly shot down by the golden light from the arena.

Therefore, the cultivators below were eager to try, but none dared to defy the authority of the golden arena.

Moreover, two messages appeared on the golden arena, indicating the identity information of the two people on the arena, along with the defender’s time and game details.

"Interesting! I didn’t expect even race and names to be disclosed. It seems the creators of these hundred Wangu arenas were no ordinary folks!" Zhang Xiaohao thought playfully.

However, his attention was not on the Wangu arena but rather drawn to his own physical state.

"Huh? What’s going on? Wasn’t it said that once inside the Wangu arena space, my cultivation would be suppressed to the Foundation Establishment Peak? Why is my cultivation still at the Nascent Soul Late Stage, completely unaffected? Could it be due to the Shennong Reincarnation Scripture?" Zhang Xiaohao wondered in confusion.

The more he thought, the more he believed this could be the case. After all, these words came directly from Wu Huang’s mouth, and given their relationship, Wu Huang would certainly not lie or deceive him.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohao smiled knowingly, thinking to himself, with this cultivation level, not only the millions of people present, but even if all the forces from the Spirit Realm and Demon Realm united against me, I wouldn’t take them seriously.

With that, he stepped forward towards the first golden arena.

The good positions were already taken by others, forcing Zhang Xiaohao to stand a few miles away, and judging by the looks, he’d have to queue for a while.

But this posed no difficulty for Zhang Xiaohao, who smiled harmlessly, playfully saying, "Let me pass, please make way!"

"Damn! Who the hell are you, brat? Dare to ask for my way? You must have a death wish!" a skinny man shouted angrily.

As he spoke, he raised his palm to strike Zhang Xiaohao’s face.

"Disrespectful to kindness!" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.

With a flick of his right hand, he swiftly slapped the man’s head, turning him into a bloody rain.

This sudden scene immediately startled the surrounding cultivators.

"Brat, what are you doing? Are you seeking death?"

"Get out of here! If you want to get on the Wangu Arena, queue up!"

"Damn! What are you staring at, kid? I’ll dig out your dog eyes if you keep gawking!"

Witnessing the scene, the nearby cultivators roared in fury.

"Why does this world have so many who overestimate themselves!" Zhang Xiaohao shook his head disdainfully.

"Star Plucking!"

As his words fell, his two palms suddenly reached out, like fishing for the moon in a well, capturing thousands of cultivators nearby and squeezing them fiercely.

Crack!

The thousands of cultivators were seized by Zhang Xiaohao’s Star Plucking, and then his enormous palms shrunk, in a blink turning into mini-sized palms, cracking each one of them, leaving countless corpses and blood on the ground.

This was Zhang Xiaohao purposely displaying the Foundation Establishment Peak cultivation. Otherwise, if he unleashed his Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivation, the power would be limitless, like now, when these cultivators were suppressed to the Foundation Establishment Peak cultivation, at least tens of thousands would die from his strike.

Zhang Xiaohao coldly withdrew his hands, his overwhelming aura erupted from within, soaring towards the sky.

"Get out of my way!" Zhang Xiaohao commanded coldly.

Faced with Zhang Xiaohao’s murderous gaze and the scattered corpse remnants on the ground, the surrounding cultivators showed fear, not daring to provoke this killing god, instinctively retreating, clearing a path.

"Isn’t it better to do this earlier? Must I use force?" Zhang Xiaohao mocked.

Hands behind his back, he walked towards the golden arena ahead.

A little while later, Zhang Xiaohao reached the golden arena without obstruction, casually standing like a towering Mount Tai, his immense aura radiating from his body, silencing the surrounding cultivators.

Among them were Unification and Mahayana Realm cultivators, but facing such a formidable Zhang Xiaohao, they dared not meet his oppressive gaze.

Zhang Xiaohao raised his gaze towards the golden arena.

Under his watch, the battle on the golden arena was reaching its end.

The skinny youth from the Red Blood Clan was showing signs of defeat under the arena master’s attacks, with each strike leaving him with a wound, more or less.

Finally, three minutes later.

The first Wangu arena’s master let out a low roar: "Die!"

As his words fell, the arena master flashed behind him and slapped his head, killing him.

Having dealt with the skinny youth from the Red Blood Clan, the female from the Pegasus Clan coldly swept her gaze over, finally fixing on Zhang Xiaohao.

Because Zhang Xiaohao’s position was so well chosen, with no one around, plus his body emitting a sky-high killing intent, he stood out despite his silence.

"Are you the one who wants to challenge me?" The female from the Pegasus Clan on the Wangu arena said coldly.

Whoosh!

Zhang Xiaohao tapped his foot on the ground, soaring into the sky, in a flash reaching the Wangu arena ten zhang high.

Simultaneously, the duel rules appeared in Zhang Xiaohao’s mind.