"Yes! While he still can’t move, we must finish him off!" Guan Yijian sneered.
With a light step, he appeared next to Li Zhengkuang.
In the horrified gaze of his opponent, he cruelly stomped on his head.
He crushed his skull. The source of thɪs content is 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅✦𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾✦𝗇𝖾𝗍
"Even an old fogey dares to point fingers and give orders in front of me; I’ve tolerated you for a long time," Guan Yijian sneered.
Indifferently lifting his foot, he walked toward the Vice Sect Master.
"Brother Guan, what—what are you trying to do?" The Vice Sect Master asked in terror.
"Old thing, weren’t you very arrogant before? Treating me like a grandson to scold, show me that arrogance again!" Guan Yijian sneered.
"Misunderstanding! It was all misunderstanding! Brother Guan, let’s talk this out, a gentleman uses his tongue, not his fists," the Vice Sect Master pleaded.
"Such fine words about using one’s tongue, not fists. If I remember correctly, who slept with my son’s women last night?" Guan Yijian stated coldly.
"Ah! All misunderstandings, misunderstandings! Brother Guan, you must believe me," the Vice Sect Master said fearfully.
"Yes! All misunderstandings," Guan Yijian responded.
After speaking, he kicked up a foot and stomped between the Vice Sect Master’s legs.
"Ah!" A pig-like scream immediately emitted from his mouth.
"Sorry! This is also a misunderstanding; do you believe me?" Guan Yijian said mockingly.
"I—I believe you, Brother Guan," the Vice Sect Master said, pale-faced.
"Then you can die!" Guan Yijian said with murderous intent.
He kicked with his right foot, bringing a roaring wind, and burst the Vice Sect Master’s head.
"Old Dog, you’re really something! To save yourself, you even sent your own son’s women to another man. Can you have any shame?" Zhang Xiaohao cursed.
"Young bastard, don’t rush; rest assured! I’ll take care of you slowly. At least you won’t die as quickly as they did!" Guan Yijian boasted.
He took out a blood-red token the size of a baby’s palm from his chest.
"Hm?" Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohao frowned.
He remembered the token Li Yuhang used right before his death.
"Does it look familiar? Seeing your eyes, you seem very curious about what this token is. Since you’re about to die, I might as well do you a favor and tell you!" Guan Yijian said proudly.
"Beneath my Guan Martial Arts Hall, there lies an Ancient Magic Array, a secret not passed outside the masters or the direct descendants of the Guan Family; it’s not taught to anyone without exceptional talent! The token in my hand is the key to controlling the Array below. The token Li Yuhang held was just a rudimentary copy left by my grandfather! Its functions are less than a tenth, and its use results in complete loss of sanity," Guan Yijian explained leisurely.
"Old Dog, you’re worse than an animal! Animals know to protect their kin, but you, you only think of harming them," Zhang Xiaohao said angrily.
"You’re right! I am nothing more than a beast! A mad, heartless beast! But what of it? As long as I possess great power, money, power, and women are easily within my grasp," Guan Yijian declared.
"The token in my hand is different; upon use, the Ancient Magic Array below will automatically destroy itself! Moreover, it allows me to keep my sanity. With this added strength from the flesh and blood, I can definitely break through to the Void Transformation Realm!" Guan Yijian claimed wildly.
"Old Dog, I have a question for you," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Considering you’re about to die, I’ll be kind and answer the last question of your life. Speak, what do you want to ask?" Guan Yijian said confidently.
"If this token were obtained by someone else, could it still be used?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Haha! You little brat, you also want a shot at this token, don’t you? But you’re out of chances; you’re about to die," Guan Yijian laughed heartily.
The laughter faded, and he said coldly: "Yes!"
"Well then, you can die!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a cold look.
"Haha! I must be hearing things. You don’t even have the ability to twitch, and you still think about killing me? Stop dreaming, will you?" Guan Yijian said arrogantly.
"Xingtian Battle Axe!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
Streams of blood-red lines instantly flowed out from within, congealing into a blood-red battle axe.
With the blood-red battle axe in hand, Zhang Xiaohao seemed to have regained some strength.
His palm fiercely threw, and the Xingtian Battle Axe in his hand transformed into a meteor, swiftly rushing out from the center of his palm.
Guan Yijian hadn’t even finished speaking when he, along with the token in his hand, was cleaved in two by the Xingtian Battle Axe, dead beyond any doubt.
Forcibly summoning the Xingtian Battle Axe, Zhang Xiaohao sustained injuries again, spewing out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Leaning on tremendous willpower, he managed to stand in place.
Having dealt with Guan Yijian and without any follow-up strength to support him, the Xingtian Battle Axe turned back into streams of blood lines, entering Zhang Xiaohao’s body once more.
Suddenly, the ground shook, and centered around the corpses of the three, including the Vice Sect Master, a baby-sized blood figure suddenly rose from the ground.
As the blood figure appeared, surrounding blood and corpses and so on.
Eerily rushed towards its body.
In less than a moment, a blood figure as tall as an adult appeared in front of Zhang Xiaohao.
The surrounding corpses were all absorbed cleanly by the blood figure.
A deep growl suddenly erupted, followed by Little Black, who rapidly flew out from Zhang Xiaohao’s embrace.
With a flicker, when it reappeared, it was already atop the blood figure’s head.
Opening its disproportionately large mouth, it fiercely bit down.
The blood figure seemed immensely powerful, but strangely, in front of Little Black, it showed no resistance whatsoever.
Allowing Little Black to devour all the essence of its flesh and blood.
Little Black finished eating the blood figure, looking unsatisfied as it licked its lips.
Still with closed eyes, its figure flashed, and it rushed back into Zhang Xiaohao’s embrace again.
"Damn! What did I just see? A blood figure comparable to the Void Transformation Realm, just eaten like that?" Zhang Xiaohao exclaimed.
The scene before his eyes completely overturned his worldview.
Heavenly Rank Martial Technique, Thousand-year-old Red Fruit, martial technique surpassing the Heavenly Rank! And this mysterious little dog, tsk tsk, you really have a lot of treasures on you!"
A faint voice suddenly rose.
A figure flashed, and a large monk appeared in front of Zhang Xiaohao out of nowhere.
In his left hand, he held a chicken leg, and in his right hand, he held a mobile phone, from which one could faintly hear the sounds of moans coming.
"Who are you?" Zhang Xiaohao asked with a darkened expression.
"Who I am doesn’t matter. If you obediently hand over a few things, this monk might just spare your life," the large monk said teasingly.
"What do you want?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Hand over the Heavenly Rank Martial Technique, the Thousand-year-old Red Fruit, the martial technique surpassing Heavenly Rank Martial Techniques, and that little black dog from earlier. Oh, and the Bloodline Power in your body!" the large monk said, counting on his fingers.