Chapter 1157: Chapter 1157

The two palms suddenly began to whirl, the fierce gusts akin to flying sand and rolling stones, brutally pounding towards Zhang Xiaohao’s head.

"Too weak!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.

"Hmph! A junior at the Peak of Void Transformation Realm, facing death, yet you dare mock this elder as too weak. I’m really curious, who gave you the courage to be so arrogant in front of me? Die now!" Hui Mie arrogantly declared. For origınal chapters go to 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹✶𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲✶𝗻𝗲𝘁

The True Qi within him swirled once more, frantically pouring into his arms.

In an instant, the gale force emanating from his palms became even more powerful, pressing down towards Zhang Xiaohao.

"Sky Flipping Seal!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.

His right palm whirled, the palm imprint solid and unwavering, carrying a domineering suppression towards Hui Mie.

Under the terrifying physical power, the Sky Flipping Seal’s might became even more ferocious.

Only to see the two palm imprints fiercely collide. In the face of Zhang Xiaohao’s supreme Divine Power, even though Hui Mie was a Heaven and Earth Great Power at the Mid Wheel Palace Realm, he was still lacking!

His body, like a kite with a broken string, swiftly flew backward.

All the buildings he passed along the way were completely destroyed by his impact.

His body slammed onto the ground, creating a giant hole dozens of centimeters deep.

Hui Mie hadn’t yet risen, but with a sweet taste in his chest, under the impact of that enormous force, his body felt like it was falling apart, spurting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"How is this possible? You’re merely a Martial Artist at the Void Transformation Realm, how could you injure this elder? And even inflicted serious wounds upon me? I am, after all, a Heaven and Earth Great Power at the Mid Wheel Palace Realm, with Vajra Invulnerability Divine Skill for protection and the exquisite Earth Rank Great Vajra Palm to assist, why am I not your match?" Hui Mie asked unwillingly.

"Because you’re a bald donkey!" Zhang Xiaohao said earnestly.

"Nonsense! What does this have to do with me being a bald donkey?" Hui Mie roared.

"Because you’re a bald donkey!" Zhang Xiaohao repeated.

"Ah! You, you’re shameless!" Hui Mie said angrily.

The rage attacked his heart, aggravating his internal injuries, and again he spat out a few mouthfuls of fresh blood.

"You brat, don’t get cocky. Even if I die, this elder will drag you down with me!" Hui Mie roared with a hideous expression.

Enduring the severe wounds, he stood up from the ground.

With a step forward, he charged towards Zhang Xiaohao once more.

"Go to hell!" Hui Mie roared.

Ignoring his severe injuries, he forcefully operated the Cultivation Technique, crashing towards Zhang Xiaohao.

"Why won’t you believe you’re a bald donkey?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

Rolling his right palm, Zhang Xiaohao once again deployed the Sky Flipping Seal, slamming it onto Hui Mie’s body.

The immense power directly pulverized Hui Mie into a rain of blood.

After dealing with him, Zhang Xiaohao coolly crossed his hands behind his back, gazing towards the direction of the inner courtyard of the Great Brightness Temple.

"Old monster, aren’t you tired from watching for so long?" Zhang Xiaohao mocked.

All of a sudden, the golden and luxurious palace in the inner courtyard suddenly shattered, and an elderly figure rushed out from within.

With a few flickers, he landed ten steps away from Zhang Xiaohao, opposite him.

The newcomer wore a black robe, with long hair, looking nothing like a bald donkey! Instead, he appeared more like a street performer.

Meanwhile, an imposing aura that shook heaven and earth emanated from within him.

In the face of this immense aura, even heaven and earth changed color.

"Old monster, you must be the hidden old dog of the Great Brightness Temple! Hmm, if I’m not mistaken, you must have been secretly feasting on the flesh and blood of these poor bald donkeys, right?" Zhang Xiaohao said sarcastically.

"Hmph! Sharp-tongued! This great ancestor of the Brightness Temple would never harm his own disciples!" the old man in black chuckled coldly.

"Really? Then where did the meat bits and blood on your mouth come from? Don’t tell me you’re self-harming?" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.

Being a Divine Doctor himself, Zhang Xiaohao could tell just by the aura whether this old monster had been secretly consuming the flesh and blood of his disciples.

"Does this great ancestor need to report what he does to a dying man?" the old man in black boasted arrogantly.

"Tsk tsk! Old monster, you do have quite the mouth! If you were at your prime, a Luotian Realm overlord, I might have been three points afraid! But now! Even if you’re shameless, secretly consuming your disciples’ flesh and blood, treating them as nourishment, eating them alive, you’re still just at the Peak of Palace Realm! Such cultivation is something I could obliterate casually with a single fart!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.

"Brat, your words are bold! Let’s see you fart and watch me die from it!" the old man in black arrogantly declared.

"Since you ask for it, I’ll oblige you! Watch closely, see how I kill you with a fart!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.

"Dragon God Technique!" Zhang Xiaohao growled.

In a flash of golden light, Zhang Xiaohao transformed into a golden five-clawed True Dragon six zhang in size.

"Left Azure Dragon Claw Eight Forms Fusion!"

"Right Azure Dragon Claw Eight Styles Fusion!"

Zhang Xiaohao roared, and without waiting for the black-robed old man opposite him to react, unleashed his ultimate move.

The two golden dragon claws struck with immense power, stirring massive clouds, grabbing towards the head of the black-robed old man.

"Hmph! So you’re a descendant of the True Dragon Clan, no wonder you dare be so arrogant in front of me, the great ancestor! Today, I’ll let you taste the terrifying prowess of a Luotian Realm overlord!" the black-robed old man boasted arrogantly.

With a step forward, accompanied by a gust of wind, he shot towards Zhang Xiaohao like lightning.

"Great Vajra Palm!" the black-robed old man growled.

The two golden palms, like gold, carried immense power, pounding towards Zhang Xiaohao’s head.

Seeing their bodies getting closer.

Zhang Xiaohao’s mouth curled up with a hint of disdain.

"Soul Solidification!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.

A terrifying soul force, condensed into a large black hand, grabbed the black-robed old man’s feet from below, pulling him downwards.

"Ah! You despicable brat, daring to ambush thi..."

The last "ancestor" character hadn’t been spoken when Zhang Xiaohao’s terrifying dragon claw had already pressed onto his head.

The terrifying dragon claw directly crushed the black-robed old man completely.

Countless rain of blood sprinkled onto the ground from the sky.

With a flash of golden light, Zhang Xiaohao reverted from dragon form back to human form, casting a glance in the direction of the black-robed old man’s demise.