Swoosh swoosh swoosh...
Intense sounds of tearing through the air arose as rows of sharp, ghastly black iron arrows were fired from all directions.
Heading straight for Zhang Xiaohao inside the cave.
"Hmph, mere child’s play!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted disdainfully.
Activating the Netherworld Demon Body, a black radiance flowed around him, allowing the iron arrows, which could kill anyone below the Hundred Veins Realm, to strike his body relentlessly.
The densely packed ghastly black iron arrows shattered upon impact with Zhang Xiaohao.
Along his journey, Zhang Xiaohao had encountered countless such traps.
But in the face of his absolute strength, they were all easily destroyed by him. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⁂𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢⁂𝘯𝘦𝘵
Zhang Xiaohao came to a halt, looking ahead at the spacious hall before him.
In the center of the hall hovered a short sword.
The short sword, with silver radiance flowing upon it, emitted a deep, roaring sound.
Engraved on the hilt were three ancient, weathered characters: "Fish Intestine Sword"!
"What? Could it actually be the Fish Intestine Sword!? Could the ancient legends truly be real?" Zhang Xiaohao exclaimed in disbelief as he got a clear look at the sword.
Immediately, suppressing his excitement, his body flickered as he rushed toward the center of the hall.
Just two steps into his charge, Zhang Xiaohao was halted, the sound of metal clashing ringing out.
A blood-red protective dome appeared in front of Zhang Xiaohao, barring him from entering.
"What a well-hidden defense! Even I failed to detect it," Zhang Xiaohao muttered.
He scrutinized the blood-red protective dome, his frown deepening the longer he looked.
"Break for me!" Zhang Xiaohao bellowed.
His right fist blasted out dominantly, hammering the blood-red protective dome.
A tremendous rebounding force sent Zhang Xiaohao staggering back half a step.
"How is this possible? That punch, although not at full strength, should have been enough to slay a martial artist in the Middle Control Realm. Yet, why couldn’t it break through its defense? Could it be that my power is still not sufficient?" Zhang Xiaohao questioned doubtfully.
"Hmph! I refuse to believe that I can’t break through your turtle shell!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.
"Netherworld Demon Body!"
Steel-clashing sounds emanated from Zhang Xiaohao’s body, and with a flicker, he was back in front of the blood-red protective dome.
A brilliant golden palm seal burst forth from Zhang Xiaohao’s hand.
Carrying a formidable force, coupled with the Netherworld Demon Body, it slammed against the blood-red protective dome.
A series of sparks flew from the surface of the blood-red protective dome.
Under Zhang Xiaohao’s attack, potent enough to kill a martial artist in the Middle Control Realm, the blood-red protective dome remained utterly unscathed, without even a ripple disturbing its surface.
"It won’t open? How can this be?" Zhang Xiaohao exclaimed, baffled.
Scuffle scuffle scuffle...
Just then, a series of rapid footsteps suddenly echoed through the cave.
Zhang Xiaohao, frowning, turned around, waiting quietly for their arrival.
A few minutes passed.
A young man dressed in the attire of a core disciple of the Refining God Sect, accompanied by a group with evil Qi surging around them, hurried over.
"Who the hell are you, kid?" the leading young man demanded coldly.
"People from the Refining God Sect? What a coincidence!" Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.
"Hmm? Do you know who I am?" the young man asked, frowning.
"If I’m not mistaken, you must be the son of that old dog, Guan Feiyang!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Hmph! You’re right, Guan Feiyang is my dad! Guan Lingshan is my sister, and I am indeed the eldest young master of the Guan Family, a core disciple of the Refining God Sect, Guan Wudong!" Guan Wudong boasted arrogantly.
"Wudong? It’s a pretty good name," Zhang Xiaohao nodded and said.
"Dammit! My name is not Wudong! It’s Guan Wudong!" Guan Wudong snapped angrily.
"Whatever you’re called, it’s all the same!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.
"What do you mean by that, kid?" Guan Wudong shouted angrily.
"It means you’re all going to die soon anyway," said Zhang Xiaohao.
"Die? Ha-ha! Kid, I think you must not have woken up yet! Do you, a novice at the Foundation Establishment Realm, think you can kill me? That’s just laughable!" Guan Wudong said with disdain.
"Foundation Establishment Realm?" Zhang Xiaohao shrugged.
Under his intentional suppression, the cultivation level he was currently revealing was indeed at the Early Stage of Foundation Establishment.
"Speak! Why are you here? Did you get the treasures in the cave?" Guan Wudong demanded angrily.
"Are you ****ing stupid? Can’t you see for yourself?" Zhang Xiaohao retorted.
"Hmph! Tell me, why did you appear here?" Guan Wudong demanded again coldly.
"How did you guys end up here?" Zhang Xiaohao countered playfully.
"Hmph! Trying to provoke me? Since you’re on the verge of death, I’ll let you in on a secret! This ancient relic was discovered by the ancestors of my Guan Family, and we still have a detailed treasure map in our possession!" Guan Wudong said proudly.
"I see! That explains everything," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Am I right to guess that ever since you entered, you’ve been together?"
"Ha-ha! You’re not too stupid, kid! You’re right, we have an Array Plate Stone in our possession, so the random Teleportation Array outside is useless to us! Otherwise, would I have found this place so quickly?" Guan Wudong bragged arrogantly.
"I have another question," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"What question? Since you’re about to die, I’ll do a good deed and tell you! Let you die understanding," Guan Wudong said proudly.
"You must know how to open this barrier, right?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Ha-ha! At least you’re sensible, kid. You’re right, I do know how to open this barrier! Not just here, but at every treasure location in this ancient relic, there’s such a protective barrier!" Guan Wudong declared.
"Really? Tell me, how do you open it?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Hmph! Trying to trick me? Ha-ha! Do you think I’m a three-year-old kid? Or that my head’s been kicked by a donkey? I’m not telling you!" Guan Wudong sneered.
"Then you can go die now!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
"Ha-ha! A coward hiding his head yet wanting to kill me? It’s a joke. Men, cut him down for me!" Guan Wudong ordered with murderous intent.
"Yes, Young Master!" Several eager-to-show-off inner sect disciples of the Refining God Sect replied.
Wielding the Hundred Refinement Fine Blade in hand, they performed martial techniques, slashing fiercely towards Zhang Xiaohao.
"Die!" Zhang Xiaohao roared.
With a sudden reach of his palm, he shattered the swords and blades coming from the four of them.
With a slap on their heads, he killed all four of them.
"What? Impossible! You’re just a minor Early Stage Foundation Establishment martial artist, how could you possibly be their match?" Guan Wudong cried out in disbelief seeing this.
"Idiot! When did I ever tell you that I was a Foundation Establishment martial artist?" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"What? You’re not covering up your Foundation Establishment?" Guan Wudong shouted in shock.
A vast aura suddenly exploded from Zhang Xiaohao’s body, rolling over and crushing towards Guan Wudong and the others.
"Ah! You’re a Hundred Veins Realm martial artist?" Guan Wudong exclaimed in disbelief.