The hawk-eyed man was none other than the external sect leader of the Seven Mysterious Sect, who also held the position of vice sect leader internally.
Under one person and above ten thousand within the entire Seven Mysterious Sect was the Divine Sword Sect Master, a man whose strength was unfathomable. He was said to have reached the early stages of the Wheel Palace Realm long ago.
"Congratulations, Divine Sword Sect Master, for slaughtering these two little beasts! Raise the mighty prestige of our Seven Mysterious Sect!"
"Congratulations, Divine Sword Sect Master, for advancing yet another level in your power!"
"Congratulations, congratulations..."
A group of elders from both the internal and external sectors of the Seven Mysterious Sect congratulated him one by one.
"Hmph! Two slightly brawny youths dared to run wild in our Seven Mysterious Sect, killing our men. They deserved to die!" the Divine Sword Sect Master snorted coldly.
The smug expression on his face appeared to take great pleasure in these compliments.
"You are celebrating too early!"
Just then, a cold voice arose, sounding as if it came from the Nine Netherworld, emanating from a huge vortex.
"Get out of my way!" Zhang Xiaohao bellowed with dominance.
Violent strength burst from his body, dispersing all the swirling yellow sands around.
Revealing two figures inside.
A giant palm-shaped pit.
Black Dragon Saint was seen held in Zhang Xiaohao’s embrace.
Zhang Xiaohao’s right hand pressed against the ground, deeply embedded in the earth, while he protectively held Black Dragon Saint in his left, the two of them calmly remaining in a three-meter-deep palm imprint.
Zhang Xiaohao stood up, his body emitting sounds like crackling beans, a torrent of explosive power radiating from within.
Under the fierce red palm strike that had just occurred, the fourth layer of the Netherworld Demon Body technique had finally been broken through by Zhang Xiaohao at the last moment.
Immediately after, Zhang Xiaohao, like lightning, placed himself in front of Black Dragon Saint, bearing the terrifying palm force coming from behind with his body.
Even with the protection of the Netherworld Demon Body, bright red blood flowed copiously from his back.
Holding Black Dragon Saint, he placed him on his back, and with a grab of his right hand, he tore all his clothes into shreds, leaving only a pair of large shorts.
With both hands, he twisted those clothes into a rope and tied Black Dragon Saint securely to his body.
Then, he pulled a black cloth from his mouth and blindfolded himself.
With a casual grab through the air, he retrieved the Fish Intestine Sword.
His figure flashed as he leaped out of the giant three-meter-deep palm print.
"What? How are you not dead yet?" The Divine Sword Sect Master shouted grimly upon seeing Zhang Xiaohao.
The smug expression on his face instantaneously vanished, his complexion turning as dark and dreadful as if he had swallowed dung.
"How dare you injure my brother, you all deserve to die!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
Even blindfolded, nothing could hinder his keen senses; he stepped methodically on the ground, leaving large footprints, and menacingly walked toward the Divine Sword Sect Master and his group.
"Hmph! Playing tricks, die already!" An outer disciple of the Seven Mysterious Sect scoffed.
With a tap of his foot, he transformed into a bolt of lightning, charging toward Zhang Xiaohao.
In his hand, a black scythe swung out, creating a hurricane aiming directly at the two of them.
Zhang Xiaohao, as if unaware, continued walking coldly toward them.
Just as the black scythe, carrying a massive gust, was about to strike their heads,
suddenly, Zhang Xiaohao, who was advancing, halted his steps.
An explosive murderous intent burst from within him, shooting toward the skies.
With a domineering grab of his right hand, he caught the black scythe, pulling forcibly, and yanked the Seven Mysterious Sect’s outer elder directly toward him.
With a backhand punch, he smashed into his head!
A super fighter from the Late-stage Void Transformation Realm was instantly slain.
Indifferently tossing aside the black long sword he held, Zhang Xiaohao walked towards the Divine Sword Sect Master and others.
"Hmph! Pretending to be gods and ghosts, attack! Kill these two youths yet to shed their milk smell!" the Divine Sword Sect Master said threateningly.
"Yes, Divine Sword Sect Master!" the twenty-something internal and external elders of the Seven Mysterious Sect chorused in response.
The violent aura erupted from their bodies, and the immense presence of the twenty-something Late-stage Void Transformation Realm elders pressed down towards Zhang Xiaohao.
Zhang Xiaohao, as if unaware, continued walking towards them, cold and merciless.
"Kill!" Seeing that Zhang Xiaohao was unaffected by their aura, the twenty-something Seven Mysterious Sect elders growled fiercely.
Moving with martial techniques, they surged from all directions towards Zhang Xiaohao.
With martial techniques displayed, various attacks, carrying the force of a collapsing mountain, ferociously bombarded Zhang Xiaohao.
Caught in the encirclement, Zhang Xiaohao seemed oblivious to their attacks.
As their attacks drew closer, Zhang Xiaohao lifted his gaze, staring coldly at them.
Even though his eyes were covered with a black cloth, it didn’t hinder his sharp, cold stare.
With a lightning-fast grab with his left hand, he caught a cold blade slung by an internal elder of the Seven Mysterious Sect and with a brutal punch with his right fist, he blasted his head, killing him instantly.
Following that, with a tap of his foot on the ground, he performed a sweeping kick, his right foot carrying ferocious power, fiercely kicking the weapons in the hands of the group of Seven Mysterious Sect elders.
The sound of weapons breaking echoed, and with just one strike, he had broken all the weapons of these Seven Mysterious Sect elders.
His right hand reached out through the air, and an overpowering suction force erupted from his palm. Content orıginally comes from 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⁂𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⁂𝕟𝕖𝕥
Dominantly he pulled over an external elder from the Seven Mysterious Sect, and with a punch on his head with his left fist, he blasted him into a pulp.
Following that, with a tap of his foot, he stepped forward.
Approaching two Seven Mysterious Sect elders, he reached out with both hands, grabbed their necks, and crushed them to death.
Clutching their bodies, he brutally smashed them onto two other elders.
The huge force directly smashed them, causing them to spit blood and die.
Watching seven or eight sharp attacks slice through the air in front of him,
Zhang Xiaohao fiercely blocked with his left arm, the broken sword striking his arm, sparking a string of sparks.
Before they could react, Zhang Xiaohao’s right fist, accompanied by a huge whooshing sound, had already swept across.
Blowing their seven heads to pieces!
With a mid-air somersault, he dodged a sneaky attack from behind.
With two kicks in the air, using that force, he rushed to the elder who had attacked him, chopping down on his head with a palm strike, splitting him directly in half from top to bottom.
His body flickered again, already in front of the remaining few Seven Mysterious Sect elders.
Seeing Zhang Xiaohao approaching, these elders showed terror on their faces, just as they tried to dodge.
A black fist, carrying terrifying power, smashed into their heads.
The sound of heads bursting echoed as they, filled with deep fear, became headless corpses, collapsing onto the cold ground.
"Go to hell!" a threatening voice suddenly rose from behind, and a violent red palm strike once again headed for Zhang Xiaohao’s head.