Chapter 404: Chapter 404
He took out an exquisitely crafted blue gourd from his pocket and, with a pang of heartache, poured a drop of Spiritual Liquid and swallowed it.
The True Qi that had been excessively depleted by the use of the golden brick was now restored as the drop of Spiritual Liquid entered his stomach.
"Golden brick, suppress for me!" Bao Butong roared.
With a motion of his hand, the golden brick shot out a ten-thousand-foot halo of harsh light, ruthlessly blasting towards Zhang Xiaohao.
Zhang Xiaohao’s three attacks struck the golden brick, boosted by the Fish Intestine Sword. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⚫𝙣𝙚𝙩
A crack was boldly slashed onto the golden brick.
Yet, his entire body was blasted backward due to the strike from the golden brick.
Leaving a long footprint on the ground, he finally stopped.
Protected by the Netherworld Demon Body, Zhang Xiaohao was unharmed.
Turning to look at Bao Butong, a flash of blue light covered his body, and he wore a blue battle armor that entirely shielded him.
The immense rebounding force from the golden brick was directly blocked by the blue battle armor.
"Hmph! Taoist, I admit you are strong, but you are still a bit lacking if you want to compete with this Saint Heir," Bao Butong said arrogantly.
"So, you have quite a few treasures! I’m curious to see how many of my attacks you can withstand!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
"Only now you realize how many treasures this Saint Heir has? I was born in the Tianyin Sect, where I freely used various cultivation resources, and treasures were countless! How about that, feeling a bit jealous and unbalanced?" Bao Butong boasted.
"A pig is still a pig, even if given a pair of wings, it cannot soar to the skies!" Zhang Xiaohao mocked.
"Hmph! Stop spouting useless nonsense; tonight, this Saint Heir will let you witness the formidable foundation of the Tianyin Sect," Bao Butong said, brimming with killing intent.
Pouring another drop of liquid from the blue gourd, he swallowed it again, and the True Qi inside his body was restored once more.
"Die!" Bao Butong growled lowly.
With a point of his hand, he controlled the golden brick, frantically smashing it towards Zhang Xiaohao.
"Break this petty trick!" Zhang Xiaohao commanded authoritatively.
He sprang up with a step, his body soaring into the sky, his three attacks merging together.
Carrying a whistling force, they struck the golden brick.
However wild the golden brick was, it was still split by a crack in front of the invincible Ancient divine weapon, the Fish Intestine Sword.
Zhang Xiaohao, however, was once again thrown back by the rebound from the golden brick.
"No! It’s not possible, the golden brick cannot be broken !" Bao Butong cried out in disbelief.
Staring intently at the short sword in Zhang Xiaohao’s hand, he exclaimed,
"Taoist, could it be that what you’re holding is one of the Ancient Ten Great Divine Weapons, the Fish Intestine Sword?"
"Correct answer! I reward you with a head," Zhang Xiaohao said, brimming with killing intent.
Having said that, Zhang Xiaohao frantically stimulated the True Qi within his body, pouring the violent True Qi into the Fish Intestine Sword, which flashed coldly as it slashed towards the golden brick.
"Damn it! Die!" Bao Butong shouted coldly.
With a motion of his hand, incredibly strong auras crazily emanated from the golden brick.
"Explode!" Bao Butong roared.
As his words fell, the golden brick directly exploded.
A vast wave of air, under his control, crazily rushed towards Zhang Xiaohao.
"Netherworld Demon Body!" Zhang Xiaohao’s expression turned solemn.
He operated the second level technique of the Netherworld Demon Body to its limit, with endless black Demon Light circulating around his body.
Despite the explosive attack of the golden bricks, the force struck him.
Under this tremendous force, Zhang Xiaohao was like a flat boat drifting in the sea.
Stubbornly standing there, he let the fierce storm hit him.
"Haha! Taoist, rant all you want, you’re still getting blasted by this Saint Heir!" Bao Butong laughed arrogantly looking up to the sky.
"You’re celebrating too early!" a faint voice sounded.
The smoke cleared, and Zhang Xiaohao’s figure was revealed.
His black suit, under the massive impact just now,
was directly destroyed.
Standing there naked, with black glimmer flowing over his body, he resembled a Demon God descending from ancient times.
"What? Impossible, how are you not dead?" Bao Butong exclaimed in disbelief.
"Sigh! Too weak. With just this amount of power, you thought you could kill me? You’re too naive," Zhang Xiaohao shook his head.
Having said that, Zhang Xiaohao flipped his palm and took a pair of large underpants from the Shennong Ring and put them on.
"What? A storage pouch? Taoist, where did you get a storage pouch?" Bao Butong excitedly asked.
"Country bumpkin, don’t tell me that as a prospective Saint Heir of the Tianyin Sect, you don’t even have a storage pouch?" Zhang Xiaohao mocked.
"Hmph! What do you know? A storage pouch is a heaven-defying resource, extremely rare! Even with the abundant legacy of my Tianyin Sect, we do not have more than three," Bao Butong coldly retorted.
"Sigh! With just this much legacy, daring to boast about being invincible under heaven, I truly feel embarrassed for you," Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
He took out a delicate jade bottle containing Netherworld Holy Water, poured three drops and swallowed them to restore the True Qi consumed within his body.
"Without the bricks, I’d like to see how you can stop me now!" Zhang Xiaohao said menacingly.
With a tap of his foot, he charged forward rapidly.
"Heavenly Cutting Sword Technique!"
The combined attack, bearing powerful force, slashed towards Bao Butong again.
"Taoist, you’re celebrating too early. Who told you I only had one magical item, truly laughable!" Bao Butong scoffed.
He pulled out a small black bell from his chest, only the size of a baby’s palm.
After taking a gulp of Spiritual Liquid from a green gourd, Bao Butong shouted, "Grow!"
As his words fell, the black bell spun swiftly and instantly transformed into a giant bell two meters in size, hanging over his head.
Then, Bao Butong took out two crescent halberds once again.
The True Qi flowed and the crescent halberds grew upon facing the wind, morphing into six feet in size.
"Tiger Roar Halberd Technique!"
Saying this, Bao Butong tapped his foot, surrounded by various glimmers, and charged forward rapidly.
The two six-foot crescent halberds danced up and down, slashing out a tornado, fiercely targeting Zhang Xiaohao.
The Fish Intestine Sword clashed against the giant black bell, sparking a series of sparks.
And sent Zhang Xiaohao flying backwards.
"Die!" Bao Butong yelled coldly.
With a pair of crescent halberds in hand, he savagely slashed towards Zhang Xiaohao’s head.
Zhang Xiaohao parried with his sword.
Screech screech screech...
The massive force sent both men flying backwards.
Zhang Xiaohao, possessing the Netherworld Demon Body, was unharmed.
Although Bao Butong didn’t practice body refinement techniques, with the giant black bell over his head and donned in a green battle armor, he looked like a moving turtle shell. Protected by two defensive magical items, he too was unharmed.