The immense momentum of the Early Cycle Palace Realm erupted violently from within his body.
A humanoid red-haired lion appeared where he had been sitting before.
"Die for this Clan Leader!" John Willing roared furiously. Read full story at 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒·𝗇𝗲𝘁
Two terrifying beast claws, carrying a huge force, slapped towards Zhang Xiaohao and the Black Dragon.
A strong blast of air erupted from where their hands met.
The violent blast swept around, directly destroying the surrounding buildings.
The figures of Zhang Xiaohao and the Black Dragon Saint were blown backward, retreating five or six steps before finally stopping.
Looking at John Willing, as he flew backward, a sweetness in his chest caused him to spew out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Forcibly interrupting cultivation and suffering a sudden attack from Zhang Xiaohao and another, the tremendous backlash of power meant it was already impressive that he didn’t perish on the spot.
Suddenly, a series of intense sounds came from the surrounding palace.
"Bad news! The main hall is about to collapse," Zhang Xiaohao urgently reminded.
The dragon tail coiled around, entwining Murong Yu Yan and, with the Black Dragon Saint, rushed upwards.
John Willing was not to be outdone, stepping down, he shot upwards with great force.
Just as the four of them left, the massive palace collapsed directly.
Above the ruins, Zhang Xiaohao set down Murong Yu Yan.
"Take care of yourself," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Yes," Murong Yu Yan nodded heavily.
"Can Little Black still fight?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Brother, I’m fine!" The Black Dragon Saint said, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Hmm, haven’t you always been complaining that I’ve been stealing your kills? Well, that scum’s head is right there, let’s go get it together, brother!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Yes!" The Black Dragon Saint nodded.
The two of them surged with momentum and charged at John Willing again.
"Scum, meet your death!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.
Two Dragon Claws holding the Xingtian Battle Axe, fiercely cleaved down, violently blasting towards John Willing.
"Damn it! How dare you barge into this Clan Leader’s palace and disrupt my breakthrough, you both deserve to die!" John Willing said, brimming with killing intent.
His body dashed forward, quickly charging towards Zhang Xiaohao and the Black Dragon Saint.
"Heaven-Breaking Claw!" John Willing roared.
The beast claws attacked frantically ahead, huge cold glints erupted from the claws, blasting towards Zhang Xiaohao and the Black Dragon Saint.
"Lion Roar!" Seeing the opponent’s attack getting closer, Zhang Xiaohao let out a low growl.
A terrifying sonic attack surged towards John Willing’s head.
"Hmph! A mere sonic attack, trying to disgrace oneself before this Clan Leader, be shattered by me!" John Willing snorted coldly.
A robust blood qi emanated from within his body, directly blocking the sonic wave attack.
"Huh! Scum, you actually blocked it, truly surprising!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and a torrential Soul Power transformed into two claws that suddenly emerged from the ground below, gripping his two feet.
"Ah! Damn you! To pull such a despicable surprise attack on this Clan Leader! But to think that such a method can trap me is simply laughable!" John Willing roared with a twisted face.
"Break, Clan Leader!" John Willing growled.
The immense blood qi shook violently, breaking the Soul Iron Chains bound around his legs.
"Die!" Just then, Zhang Xiaohao roared lowly.
Two domineering attacks burst forth from him and the Black Dragon Saint, violently bombarding John Willing.
Delayed by the Soul Iron Chains just now, John Willing once again lost the initiative.
He lifted his arms in a defensive move, attempting to block the incoming blows.
Under the bombardment of Zhang Xiaohao and the Black Dragon Saint, John Willing’s body flew backward like a kite with its string cut, crashing to the ground in disarray.
He continuously flew backward for more than ten meters before awkwardly falling to the ground.
A sweet taste in his chest, he spurted out a large amount of blood.
However, he did not die, but with a body severely wounded, John Willing quickly rose from the ground, not even glancing at Zhang Xiaohao and the other, his two massive feet stomping on the ground, he turned and ran.
"..." Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohao was stunned.
So much for a mighty presence, where the fuck did you run off to? Weren’t we supposed to fight to the death? How the fuck did you just run away? Have you no shame at all?
"Ah! Zhang Xiaohao, don’t just stand there, hurry up and chase! If he escapes this debacle, the rage of a Cycle Palace Realm Great Power is not something anyone can endure!" Murong Yu Yan urgently reminded.
"Hmm." Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
He stowed away the Xingtian Battle Axe, having no choice but to do so. The consumption of the Xingtian Battle Axe was too fierce; even if he didn’t put it away, he could only use it for a minute at most. Beyond that time, it would start to drain his own Bloodline Power.
With a flip of the Dragon Claw, he took out more than twenty Spirit Stones from the Shennong Ring and quickly swallowed them.
With a sweep of the Dragon Tail, he created a massive gust of wind, quickly pursuing John Willing.
"Scum! If you’re a man, stop right there! Let’s have a fair fight," Zhang Xiaohao cursed.
"Hmph! Do you think this Clan Leader is an idiot? Attacked by surprise by you, forcibly interrupted during cultivation, and then subjected to your devastating attacks, fighting you head-on would be asinine unless I’ve been kicked in the head by a donkey!" John Willing snorted coldly.
"Ah! You’re the idiot! Your whole family is made up of idiots! Your family will forever be idiots!" The Black Dragon Saint cursed angrily.
"Shit! Insane!" John Willing, puzzled and irritated by the Black Dragon Saint’s words, cursed back and ran frantically ahead.
In his heart, he furiously thought, where the hell have all those damn bodyguards gone? Hurry and get out here for your Clan Leader!
John Willing’s eyes lit up; in his line of sight, a group of bodyguards was rapidly approaching.
The dozen or so leading the way were all at the Peak of Void Transformation Realm, super-powerful experts.
"Haha... My Clan’s men are here, you two just wait, daring to interrupt this Clan Leader’s cultivation and attack me by surprise! This Clan Leader swears to flay you a thousand times over! I will see to it that you never find peace!" John Willing roared with a contorted face, overflowing with excitement.
The bodyguards, usually seen as bothersome, suddenly didn’t seem so annoying and became endearing to him.
"Humph! John Scum, I wondered why you were so arrogant! So your reinforcements have arrived, huh! But do you think, with just these little scum, you can stop us? I must say, you’re celebrating too early!" Zhang Xiaohao said with scorn.