Chapter 359: Chapter 359

Zhang Xiaohao opened his eyes, a sharp light flickering before quickly receding.

"You’re better already?" Ye Wuming asked with a furrowed brow.

"Yes! Is there something wrong?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"Nothing!" Ye Wuming replied.

"Right, what Cultivation Technique did you get from the inheritance?"

"It’s a Sword technique!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"What rank is it?" Ye Wuming asked again.

"I’m not exactly sure what rank it is, but I suppose it’s no lower than Earth Rank!" Zhang Xiaohao thought for a moment and then said.

"Hmm, that’s fairly decent! At least after all the effort, your cultivation has advanced a step further, reaching the early stages of the Control Realm." Ye Wuming nodded approvingly.

"Aren’t you going to take it?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"Forget it, I’ll wait until we’re out of this Ancient relic before using it!" Ye Wuming said.

Just then, the whole hall suddenly shook, quaking violently.

"This is bad! Those two old monsters outside are about to break through the protective shield," Ye Wuming said with a frown.

"It’s all your fault. If you hadn’t killed that old dog Guan Feiyang, we could have escaped through the secret tunnel!" Zhang Xiaohao rolled his eyes as he spoke.

"Hmph!" Ye Wuming snorted coldly.

Zhang Xiaohao walked over to the corpse of Guan Feiyang. The two Lightning Snakes that spat out venom had already died of their own accord.

Such Heavenly and Earthly strange snakes could only spew venom once in their lifetimes.

Once the venom was expelled from their bodies, their time of death had arrived.

If it had been someone else, they likely would’ve rotted and died within ten seconds of being poisoned.

But Zhang Xiaohao was different, embodying the Shennong Battle Sky Technique, capable of neutralizing all poisons under the heavens!

Crouching down, Zhang Xiaohao began searching Guan Feiyang’s corpse.

"Huh? Why is there nothing?" Zhang Xiaohao wondered aloud.

"What are you looking for?" Ye Wuming asked.

"I’m looking for the map of the secret tunnel they used to get in here! But I can’t find it," Zhang Xiaohao replied.

At that moment, the entire palace trembled violently.

The protective shield outside was directly shattered, and a huge crack opened up in the ceiling of the great hall.

At the same time, a massive threat descended from the sky.

"Netherworld Demon Body!" Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝘯𝘦𝘵

Zhang Xiaohao let out a low growl, instantly completing his transformation.

Holding Ye Wuming, he tapped his foot and struck upwards with a domineering clap.

He directly blasted a huge hole in the ceiling of the hall, watching as a small mountain descended from the sky.

Zhang Xiaohao shouted icily.

Boundless True Qi erupted from his body, accompanied by the force of tens of thousands of pounds, and it struck the small mountain.

He was like an armadillo, piercing straight through the entire small mountain, and while holding Ye Wuming, he charged out.

Zhang Xiaohao set Ye Wuming down, his expression solemn as he looked at the ugly crone standing at the corners of the palace and the monk from Great Brightness Temple.

"Eh! You stinky brat, you’re actually still alive? Quite capable indeed!" the ugly crone jeered.

"Old hag, is ambushing all you’re capable of?" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Hmph! Hand over the heritage from the relic space, and I will give you a swift end!" the ugly crone demanded.

"Amitabha! This young benefactor must not listen to the slander of this demon. Heed the advice of this old monk, take out the treasure, and let me safeguard it! Once you have overcome the demon in your heart, I will return it to you!" the monk from Great Brightness Temple said earnestly.

"Haha! You bald donkey, spouting such bullshit! Do you take me for a three-year-old child? Would I believe such nonsense?" Zhang Xiaohao mocked.

"Amitabha! The mind of the young benefactor has been confused by demonic thoughts. To assist you in liberation, this old monk must take action," the monk from Great Brightness Temple pontificated.

"Confused my ass! If you want my heritage, just say it outright; at least that way I might regard you with some respect! But instead, under the guise of deceit and theft of fame, you want to pose as a prostitute and still erect a shrine to chastity, do you have any shame left?" Zhang Xiaohao cursed.

"Hehe! How does it feel to be slapped in the face, you bald donkey? Does it hurt?" the ugly old woman laughed triumphantly.

"Buddha says, I’m not in hell, who enters hell! Since the young benefactor is stubborn and incorrigible, this old monk must take action to eliminate the demon," the monk from Great Brightness Temple declared.

"Kneel before this old monk!"

The overwhelming aura of a great power from the Cycle Palace Realm, like a mighty Mount Tai, bore down crazily on Zhang Xiaohao and his companion.

Under this enormous pressure, the mountain peak beneath the feet of the two was crushed downwards and shattered.

Zhang Xiaohao stood there with his arms crossed, calm and unperturbed.

In contrast, Ye Wuming, a strand of her hair fluttering in the wind under the pressure of the great power from the Cycle Palace Realm, emitted pure black Demonic Qi from behind her.

Her whole being was icy cold, exuding arrogance, as if scorning everyone around, standing there coldly, looking at the monk from Great Brightness Temple.

"What? The old monk’s aura of suppression has no effect on you? Could it be that you possess treasures to resist such pressure?" the monk from Great Brightness Temple exclaimed in disbelief.

His face flushed with eagerness, excitedly looking at Zhang Xiaohao and companion.

"Miss Ye, you’re quite the keeper of secrets, aren’t you?" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Hmph, you’re one to talk," Ye Wuming replied.

"Hehe! It’s simply hilarious, you bald donkey; are these the methods of your Great Brightness Temple? That’s all there is to it! And you claim to be an outer elder of Great Brightness Temple..., what a disgrace!" the ugly old crone mocked.

"Buddha says, I harbor three angers: first, against those who deceive me; second, against those who insult me; third, against those who laugh at me! They shall enter the Eighteen Layers of Hell, never to reincarnate for all eternity," the monk from Great Brightness Temple thundered with killing intent.

"Vajra Invulnerability Divine Skill!"

In an instant, the monk from Great Brightness Temple had transformed, becoming a golden figurine, shining brightly.

"I, Hui Zhen, am a young genius of the temple! At eighteen, I entered the Foundation Establishment Realm, at thirty-eight, I entered the Hundred Veins Realm! At fifty-eight, I reached the Control Realm, and at ninety-eight, the Void Transformation Realm. Now, at barely one hundred and fifty years of age, I have entered the great power of the Cycle Palace Realm! After mistakenly eating a rare herb, I retained a youthful appearance! Today, I, Hui Zhen, will unleash a great massacre!" Hui Zhen declared with ferocity.

With a light tap of his feet, he appeared beside Zhang Xiaohao instantaneously.

"Vajra Demon-Blocking Fist!"

A massive Vajra Arhat fist, charged with the force of breaking the air, ferociously hurled towards Zhang Xiaohao’s head.

"Step back!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.

He pulled Ye Wuming behind him with lightning speed.

"Xingtian Battle Axe!"

As Zhang Xiaohao’s words fell, blood-red lines instantly formed a blood-red battle axe.

Holding the Xingtian Battle Axe with both hands, he swung it ferociously upward.

A flash of blood-red aura, with the enhancement of the Netherworld Demon Body, made Zhang Xiaohao’s strike powerful enough to level a small mountain.

But when it hit Hui Zhen’s fist, it was repelled and sent flying.

A sweet taste in his chest, he spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood.