"Are you surprised, you little brat?" Master Wuchao said proudly.
"Surprised by your sister! Even if your entire family turned into this ghastly form, it wouldn’t scare me!" Zhang Xiaohao cursed.
"Haha... Considering you’re about to die, this old monk will be kind enough to let you die with a clear understanding," Master Wuchao proclaimed haughtily.
"This old monk and those low-level Death Guards and intermediate Five Sons United Demons are different; their refining methods are crude and simple, killing people alive and then using some rare treasures to refine!"
As he said this, a smug smile appeared on Master Wuchao’s face.
"Whereas I," Master Wuchao continued arrogantly, "bet my own life and jumped into the blood pool, personally refined by the Second Master, and with many precious treasures added! It took a full forty-nine days to be refined!"
"You bald donkey, has your brain been kicked by a donkey?" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"What do you mean?" Master Wuchao asked, puzzled.
"Why would you choose to become a ghost when you could be a person? Are you doing honor to your dead aunt by doing this?" Zhang Xiaohao retorted.
"What? Aunt? This old monk doesn’t have an aunt!" Master Wuchao said seriously.
"Yeah! You don’t have an aunt now because you’ve already cut her away!" said Zhang Xiaohao solemnly.
"Rubbish! You little brat, you dare to mock me!" Master Wuchao roared in anger.
"Are you sick in the head? You’re not a beauty, why would I play with you?" Zhang Xiaohao mocked.
"Hmph! You deserve to die, you brat! Rest assured, I’ll treat you well soon. No matter if you have the power of Three Heads and Six Arms, before me, you will only kneel!" Master Wuchao boasted.
"You bald donkey! Can’t you talk less arrogantly? Be careful of the strong wind, you might accidentally twist your tongue!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
"Whether I’m talking big, you’ll find out soon enough," Master Wuchao said with murderous intent.
With one foot, he stomped heavily on the ground.
The ground collapsed upon impact, and Master Wuchao’s figure shot up like a rocket, charging rapidly towards Zhang Xiaohao.
"Die, you little brat!" Master Wuchao bellowed.
With both hands gripping a black blade, violent Evil Qi burst from within him.
"Avici Dao First Blade!"
A huge black blade aura, ten feet large and with overwhelming dominance, cleaved towards Zhang Xiaohao’s head.
"Hmph! Think you can kill me? You don’t have the qualification, you bald donkey!" Zhang Xiaohao taunted.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out the green seal he had just acquired.
Majestic Shennong True Qi poured into the green seal.
The green seal, small as it was, spun and grew in the wind, instantly transforming into a five-zhang-large green stamp, even bigger than the one used by the masked man in diamond.
The terrifying might emanated from the green stamp.
"Take this!" Zhang Xiaohao bellowed.
With a single slap, the five-zhang-large green stamp crashed down from the sky with supreme force, aiming to flatten Master Wuchao into a meat patty.
"Hmph! I’ll shatter it!" Master Wuchao growled.
Both hands gripping the black blade, he slashed upwards furiously, the terrifying Sword Energy erupting like being engulfed in Hell.
The black blade struck the green hill, causing a giant blast of air.
Although the green stamp was an amulet, under Master Wuchao’s full-powered assault in the Late-stage Void Transformation Realm, with the aid of the Avici Dao Three Blades, its might exploded forth. Despite being an amulet, limited by Zhang Xiaohao’s current realm, it couldn’t withstand.
It was directly sent flying.
"Damn it! You bald donkey, I didn’t expect you to have some skills!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
With a single point of his hand, a cyan seal floated above his head, spinning leisurely.
"Hmph! Brat, I’ve said it! Tonight, no matter how capable you are, I will make sure you have no place to be buried!" Master Wuchao said with a sky-high killing intent.
He tapped his right foot on the ground and charged ferociously again.
The black long saber slashed fiercely, and an even larger saber light, with the momentum to cleave heavens and earth, rolled towards Zhang Xiaohao with savage force.
"Go to hell!" Zhang Xiaohao roared.
He struck a hand seal, and the cyan seal floating above his head violently trembled as it rushed towards Master Wuchao.
Under the grand infusion of the Shennong True Qi, the cyan seal shone even brighter!
Cyan light pervaded, oppressively bearing down on Master Wuchao.
"Hmph! Break for me!" Master Wuchao roared.
His technique changed, and the immense black saber light ferociously slashed towards the cyan seal.
Seeing this scene, a cold light flashed in Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes.
"Die, you bald donkey!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.
He struck a hand seal and roared, "Explode!"
Just then, Master Wuchao’s black long saber struck atop the cyan seal.
The cyan seal detonated, and a terrifying power that could destroy heaven and earth surged wildly towards him!
Seeing this, Master Wuchao’s face drastically changed, as he never anticipated that Zhang Xiaohao would go as far as detonating a talisman to kill him!
Too close for comfort, it was utterly impossible to dodge at this moment.
Under the threat of death, Master Wuchao desperately channeled the True Qi within his body into the black long saber.
"The Third Strike of Avici Dao!"
An enormous black saber light swept out, carrying a terrifying force as it boomed towards the exploding power of the cyan seal.
The ground shook, and within a hundred meter radius, a colossal crater was blasted open.
Qing Mian was sent flying by the massive force of the impact.
Zhang Xiaohao pushed his Netherworld Demon Body to the limit, firmly standing in place.
His eyes grew cold, and he sneered inwardly.
This bald donkey really has a tough life! To think he’s still not dead under these circumstances! Hmph! I refuse to believe that you can withstand so many strikes.
"Xingtian Battle Axe!" Zhang Xiaohao bellowed.
Blood-red lines appeared, instantly condensing into a tangible ancient battle axe.
Gripping the Xingtian Battle Axe with both hands, Zhang Xiaohao stomped his right foot fiercely on the ground and, using the Twelve Heavenly Steps, transformed into a shooting star as he quickly rushed towards Master Wuchao.
The Xingtian Battle Axe traced a graceful arc, carrying supreme divine power as it forcefully slashed towards Master Wuchao.
This was the moment when Master Wuchao was drained of his old strength and had yet to gather new, and even a slight delay from Zhang Xiaohao would have missed the precious opportunity to kill him.
"No, don’t..." Sensing the threat of death, Master Wuchao cried out in despair.
A blood-red aurora flashed, directly bisecting his body into two halves, and drops of black blood scattered from his carcass onto the ground.