Chapter 285: Chapter 285
With a flick of his sleeve.
A rude force burst forth from the palm, completely shattering the clothes on the Yellow Wind Sect Master’s body.
"Oh! A storage bag?" Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes lit up as he spoke.
He reached out and immediately pulled the black storage bag from the ground towards him.
He toyed with it in his hands for a while.
Zhang Xiaohao shook his head lightly.
The storage bag before him was really too crude, simply a piece of trash.
Embroidered on the storage bag were seven golden characters "Exclusively for the Yellow Wind Sect Master!"
"No way! Could this crude storage bag possibly be the Yellow Wind Sect Master’s legacy item?" Zhang Xiaohao exclaimed in surprise.
Zhang Xiaohao had guessed right; the crude storage bag before him was indeed a legacy item of the Yellow Wind Sect Master.
Only the person succeeding as Sect Master could use it.
Even so, this crude storage bag was worshiped like a treasure.
The Jianghu nowadays weren’t like the ancient times anymore.
Rare treasures were everywhere.
It was just that the Yellow Wind Sect’s legacy was slightly more intact, hence they continued to pass down this storage bag.
If it were any ordinary sect, let alone a storage bag, they might not even know what a storage bag looked like.
If this little storage bag were to be auctioned off.
No exaggeration, it would be worth at least several billion US dollars! And that’s even being "priceless."
From this, one could see.
How precious and rare storage bags are!!
Now that the Yellow Wind Sect Master was dead, the storage bag was unclaimed.
He bit his index finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and dropped it into the storage bag.
A flash of light, and the storage bag was bound to its new master.
Zhang Xiaohao’s mind stirred, and his Soul Power entered the storage bag.
The storage bag wasn’t large, just about two cubic measures, really quite small.
Holding the storage bag, Zhang Xiaohao emptied its contents onto the ground.
Several items appeared on the ground.
An ancient, yellowed manuscript exuded an aura of age as it faced him.
There were also three exquisitely small bottles, aside from some bank cards.
Zhang Xiaohao picked up the manuscript.
"Netherworld Demon Body!"
Staring at the five powerful, ancient characters on the ancient manuscript, he exclaimed in amazement.
He could not be bothered with anything else at the moment, immediately beginning to read through the ancient Netherworld Demon Body manuscript.
The Netherworld Demon Body was divided into nine levels, primarily focusing on powerful physical body training!
It was not for those without perseverance, nor for those without a strong physical body!
During cultivation, one must also channel heavenly thunder into one’s body, enduring torments difficult for ordinary people to bear! A slight misstep could lead to ashes and smoke!
But that was not even the most important part.
To cultivate this Netherworld Demon Body, one must be proficient in medical knowledge, using the power of Heaven and Earth Thunder to continuously temper the acupoints and flesh in the body.
To achieve a physical body as strong as that of an Ancient Demon God.
As cultivation progressed, the intensity of the Heaven and Earth Thunder endured would become increasingly ferocious and terrifying.
On the last page, two powerful Divine Skills were recorded.
They were "Three Heads and Six Arms" and "Dharma Manifestation Heaven and Earth!!"
Of course, to cultivate these two powerful Divine Skills, one must first cultivate the Netherworld Demon Body to the sixth level before attempting these skills.
After reading through the introduction of the Netherworld Demon Body, Zhang Xiaohao took a long breath of relief.
This wasn’t just any manuscript! It was clearly a supreme manual for body refinement.
Truly, it was a long-standing and formidable Cultivation Technique from the Ancient Underworld! It was terrifyingly powerful!!
Luckily, the Yellow Wind Sect Master was boastful in front of Zhang Xiaohao!
Otherwise, if he had fully utilized the Netherworld Demon Body, even if Zhang Xiaohao used the Xingtian Battle Axe and was lucky enough to slay him, it would have cost him greatly!!
He solemnly stored the Netherworld Demon Body into the Shennong Ring.
He picked up three exquisitely small bottles from the ground, examining each one.
One bottle contained Netherworld Holy Water, apparently about a hundred drops.
The other two bottles contained two types of Elixirs for Body Cultivation, seemingly prepared by the Yellow Wind Sect Master for his practice with the Netherworld Demon Body.
Zhang Xiaohao didn’t hesitate to take these items, gazing at the credit cards on the ground.
With a grind of his right foot, he crushed them.
"In light of the Netherworld Demon Body, I’ll allow you a peaceful burial," Zhang Xiaohao stated solemnly.
He stomped on the ground with the sole of his foot.
A huge pit appeared, he grabbed with his hand, placed the body of the Yellow Wind Sect Master inside it, and swept his hand to cover it with soil.
With one hand, he pulled out a huge boulder from deep within the mountain using ferocious Divine Power.
His fingers danced like a sword, stones falling from the large boulder onto the ground.
In a matter of moments, a rectangular tombstone was carved.
Grasping the tombstone with one hand, he inserted it above the grave of the Yellow Wind Sect Master.
He waved his fingers, engraving "Tomb of the Yellow Wind Sect Master" in strong, forceful characters.
After completing all this.
Zhang Xiaohao took a quick step, arriving at the pit.
Looking down into the bottomless cavern, Zhang Xiaohao pondered for a while, then leaped down into it.
He appeared inside a vast palace.
Surrounded by fist-sized Luminous Pearls, the entire palace was illuminated.
"I was wondering why I couldn’t find that guy before, so he was hiding in this underground palace all along!" said Zhang Xiaohao.
This was originally the place where the Yellow Wind Sect Master secluded himself for cultivation.
If it weren’t for Zhang Xiaohao’s pressure, the Yellow Wind Sect Master wouldn’t have blasted a passage and jumped out from below.
Following the palace’s pathway, Zhang Xiaohao ventured further inside.
An open space appeared ahead.
In the middle, there was a small spring.
Within the spring was a golden-yellow small tree.
Around the tree, within a distance of three inches, a circle of white, translucent jade stones enclosed the spring water, preventing any exposure.
"What is this?" Zhang Xiaohao frowned and said.
With a tap of his foot, he was already by the golden yellow tree.
He sniffed hard twice, and a strong scent of medicine entered his nostrils.
Suppressing his excitement, Zhang Xiaohao extended his palm, taking a droplet of spring water from within the jade stones and placed it in his mouth.
"Could this be the Netherworld Holy Water?" Zhang Xiaohao exclaimed joyfully.
Thinking this, he looked at the Netherworld Holy Water within the jade stones, estimating that there were at least a thousand drops here, maybe even more.
After some careful thought.
He also inspected the surrounding ground for a while, and several minutes later, he came to a conclusion.
"This Netherworld Holy Tree should be movable!" declared Zhang Xiaohao seriously.
Suppressing his excitement, he bit his index finger, squeezing out three drops of blood.
After a moment of thought, still feeling unsure, he squeezed out another six drops of blood, making it a total of nine drops.
He initiated the Three Pure Daoist Skill, his hands shaping gestures, a series of quick Sealing Skills issuing from his hands.
With a roar from Zhang Xiaohao, he slapped his palm down, a powerful Sealing Skill hitting the Netherworld Holy Tree, sealing it.
After completing all this, Zhang Xiaohao finally took a breath of relief.
To move this Netherworld Holy Tree, he had really exerted a lot of effort, squeezing out nine drops of blood in total!!