Chapter 1094: Chapter 1094

The enormous mushroom cloud roared madly towards the sky.

Under this destructive force, everything around was obliterated, leaving not even a speck behind.

After a long time, the thunderous noise finally subsided.

On the ground, the scene was visible.

Emperor Heaven lay there, his body in tatters and covered in blood, like a dead dog sprawled out in an X shape on the ground. At this moment, he didn’t even have the strength to move or blink.

Beside him lay half a shattered golden Sword Talisman.

From the look of things, at the life-and-death critical moment earlier, Emperor Heaven hurriedly exploded the golden Sword Talisman to withstand the terrifying force emanating from the black iron rod, managing to escape disaster.

The black iron rod, fused with the Ancient Giant Monkey, had completely vanished, apparently turned to ash in the massive explosion.

"Dragon God Technique!"

"Xingtian Battle Axe!!!"

Suddenly, a low roar rang out.

A golden five-clawed True Dragon descended from the sky, wielding a blood-red battle axe in its two claws, striking fiercely toward Emperor Heaven’s head.

The blood-red flash exploded, directly smashing Emperor Heaven’s head into bits!

Yet, this attack didn’t stop there.

The five-clawed True Dragon, holding the Xingtian Battle Axe, continued to swing it up and down, unleashing twelve continuous blood-red flashes, chopping at Emperor Heaven’s headless body.

The massive roar resounded until Emperor Heaven was completely leveled. Only then did the five-clawed True Dragon stop.

With a flash of golden light, Zhang Xiaohao reverted to his human form.

Poor Emperor Heaven, the successor of the Nether Pool Sword Sect’s next Sect Master, met a disgraceful end at Zhang Xiaohao’s hands.

Looking sadly at the half-remaining golden Sword Talisman on the ground, he expressed his distress.

"Such a wastrel! Utterly a wastrel! You’ve died, but at least you could have kept this golden Sword Talisman intact!" Zhang Xiaohao cursed fiercely.

Braving the pain in his heart, he carefully collected the remaining half of the golden Sword Talisman.

He had seen firsthand the terrifying lethality this item had just displayed!

If supported by endless True Qi, it could definitely be a formidable weapon! It could block gods if they stood in the way, and block Buddha equally! No matter who it was, one sword could annihilate them!

Unfortunately, it was ruined by Emperor Heaven, that wastrel.

"Huh! A storage bag? Is it that guy’s storage bag? Heh heh, what a good thing!" Zhang Xiaohao thought proudly to himself.

He quickly grabbed it, the storage bag embroidered with a five-clawed True Dragon, into his hand.

Ignoring everything else, he flipped his right hand and summoned Shennong Pill Fire, refining the storage bag.

Emperor Heaven was dead, and the spiritual imprint left on the storage bag, under the terrifying flames of Shennong Pill Fire, was burned away within three minutes.

With excitement, Zhang Xiaohao left his own spiritual imprint on the storage bag.

His Soul Power swept across it, madly delving into it.

Zhang Xiaohao retracted his Soul Power with a grim look on his face.

In the twenty-cubic storage bag, there were only over a thousand medium-grade Spirit Stones left, and more than ten thousand low-grade Spirit Stones. Besides these, there were some elixirs for cultivation, but no talisman drawings, talisman treasures, Divine Talismans, or other items whatsoever!!!

Obviously, they had all been squandered by Emperor Heaven, that wastrel!

Moreover, there were no martial techniques or cultivation techniques within either!!!

Just thinking about it, it’s very upsetting!!!

"Phew!" Zhang Xiaohao took a deep breath.

"You beast! You’re a beast! So many treasures were consumed in such a short time, where are the promised treasures? Where have the treasures gone?" Just as he finished speaking, his eyes lit up.

"Huh! Something’s not right! With his nature, consuming so many treasures, if there wasn’t something extraordinary, he surely wouldn’t make a loss! Since it’s not in the storage bag, could it be on his body?" Zhang Xiaohao pondered seriously.

With this thought, his gaze swept across, trying to find Emperor Heaven’s remnants among the ground. But the force of his earlier attack was too strong—let alone a scrap of flesh, there wasn’t even half a piece on the ground.

"Oh no! Could it be that Brother Hao’s earlier strike was too fierce, destroying the treasure?" Zhang Xiaohao muttered quietly.

Then, he started searching carefully again.

But no matter how he searched, he still couldn’t find anything.

"Damn! Looks like the treasure really slipped away from me!" Zhang Xiaohao said with disappointment.

"Eh! What’s this? Could it be the offspring of that Ancient Giant Monkey?" Suddenly, Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes lit up and he spoke.

He swiftly rushed forward and picked up the golden little monkey on the ground that was barely breathing.

"Why do I feel an urge to eat it?" Zhang Xiaohao muttered privately.

Suppressing that urge, Zhang Xiaohao tied the barely alive little monkey to his waist.

Gazing at the ground covered with thousands of Demon Cores, vast power emanated from them.

"Heh heh! Even without those treasures, these things are all mine!" Zhang Xiaohao said proudly.

His silhouette darted, stepping on the Wind God Leg, stirring up a golden whirlwind, and sped away swiftly.

A quarter of an hour later.

Zhang Xiaohao halted once again, having gathered over a thousand Demon Cores from the valley, all at least in the Void Transformation Realm.

"Alas! If it weren’t for the overwhelming force earlier destroying most of the Demon Cores, there’d be at least four or five thousand still! Such a massive batch of Demon Cores, wasted by this wastrel, is truly grievous!" Zhang Xiaohao said angrily.

Looking at the wreckage, the shattered corpses and scarlet blood staining the ground, even the sky turned blood-red, creating a very oppressive atmosphere.

"Sigh! Since I took your Demon Cores, I might as well do you a favor!" Zhang Xiaohao said, shaking his head.

At this moment, he flipped his right hand, summoned Shennong Pill Fire, and with a single finger, dropped the fire down.

The terrifying temperature erupted instantly from Shennong Pill Fire, incinerating the flesh and blood on the ground.

The corpses, flesh, and blood on the ground were all burned clean.

The entire inferno vanished under the purge of Shennong Pill Fire.

"Return!" Zhang Xiaohao, slightly fatigued, gave a low roar, withdrawing Shennong Pill Fire. Newest update provıded by 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝕟𝕖𝕥

To cleanse the blood on the ground, he had nearly exhausted half of Shennong’s True Qi.

Then, he tapped his foot, stepped on the Twelve Heavenly Steps, and transformed into a dark light, rushing ahead.

As for this place, only a fool would choose to stay.

Such a monumental battle had just taken place; if he lingered, would he just wait to be hunted?