Chapter 461: Chapter 461

He took out a delicate jade box and placed the sealed ten-thousand-year-old Spiritual Medicine inside.

He then pulled out a yellow paper and solemnly sealed the jade box to prevent the medicinal power of the ten-thousand-year-old Spiritual Medicine from dissipating.

After finishing all this, Zhang Xiaohao slipped the jade box into his pocket, but in fact, he stored it inside the Shennong Ring.

"Eh! Where is the ten-thousand-year-old Spiritual Medicine?" Gong Ningyue landed beside Zhang Xiaohao and asked curiously.

"Hmm? It’s actually them!" said Zhang Xiaohao, furrowing his brows.

A group of powerful aura fluctuations rapidly approached this area.

"What’s wrong?" asked Gong Ningyue.

"Run! The enemy is coming!" Zhang Xiaohao called out.

Without further explanation, he kicked off the ground and, using the Twelve Heavenly Steps martial arts technique, transformed into a streak of light as he sprinted ahead.

"You bastard! Stop right there!" Gong Ningyue was nearly exploding with rage upon seeing this.

She mistook Zhang Xiaohao’s actions as an attempt to monopolize the ten-thousand-year-old Spiritual Medicine.

Che kicking the ground violently, she rapidly chased after Zhang Xiaohao using her martial arts technique.

At that moment, a huge mountain collapsing noise resounded.

The Sect Leader of Tianyin Sect and an old monk, along with their disciples, swiftly flew towards them.

"Hmm? They actually managed to get the ten-thousand-year-old Spiritual Medicine! They are over there, chase them for me!" Sect Leader Leng roared.

"Amitabha! Buddha said, lay down the butcher’s knife and you can become a Buddha on the spot, please leave the ten-thousand-year-old Spiritual Medicine behind," said the old monk from the Great Brightness Temple compassionately.

The two of them fiercely waved their hands.

Leading their respective disciples, they quickly pursued Zhang Xiaohao and his companion.

"You bastard! Wait for me!" Gong Ningyue called out anxiously.

Her martial arts skills were only at the Earth Rank Middle Stage, and even with her full effort, she was quickly being left behind by Zhang Xiaohao in his frantic rush.

With the people behind her pursuing, the gap between her and them was rapidly closing.

They would be able to catch up in no more than a quarter of an hour.

"Eh! Why are you so slow? Shame on you for being a cultivator of the Void Transformation Realm!" Zhang Xiaohao said in surprise.

Gong Ningyue, the beautiful lady, was significantly behind him.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohao had no choice but to stop and wait for her.

"You bastard! It’s clearly because you’re too fast, and you blame me?" Gong Ningyue cried out furiously.

Exerting all her strength, she sprinted towards Zhang Xiaohao’s direction.

"Humph! You think you can just take the ten-thousand-year-old Spiritual Medicine and leave? Leave it behind for this sect!" Sect Leader Leng snorted coldly.

He slapped his hand at his waist and took out a dark black Spirit Talisman.

With a flick of his hand, the Spirit Talisman transformed into a black as ink long spear.

With a push of his hand, the black as ink long spear, carrying immense force, shot rapidly towards Gong Ningyue.

"Amitabha! Demon, you forced my hand," said the grand monk with a gloomy face.

Sinking his energy into his Dantian, he opened his mouth, and a massive surge of air erupted from him, charging towards Gong Ningyue.

"Damn it! Break for me!" Gong Ningyue roared fiercely.

"Great Ice Sealing Thousand Net Hand!"

She frantically struck out her hands towards the front.

In an instant, dozens of palm strikes, emitting a cold aura, violently bombarded the black spear and sonic attack.

Under the joint bombardment of two top Void Transformation Realm experts, Gong Ningyue was severely injured with one strike.

"Die, you beast!" the old monk roared.

"Vajra Demon-Blocking Fist!"

With a flash, a golden fist, endowed with tremendous force, hammered toward Gong Ningyue’s chest. Dıscover more novels at 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝙣𝙚𝙩

"Damn baldy, get the hell away from me!"

Just at the critical moment, Zhang Xiaohao roared.

A furious sword strike clashed against the old monk’s golden fist.

Screech, screech, screech...

Using the force of being repelled, Zhang Xiaohao, stepping through the Twelve Heavenly Steps, swiftly grabbed Gong Ningyue’s body and dashed forward rapidly.

"Thinking of escaping? Leave it behind for this sect!" Sect Leader Leng sneered.

"Black Emperor Prison Sky Finger!"

A massive black finger, carrying an aura of destruction, ruthlessly bombarded toward Zhang Xiaohao and Gong Ningyue.

"Break!" Zhang Xiaohao roared.

With a fierce slash of the Fish Intestine Sword in his hand, he shattered the opponent’s attack.

The recoil from this immense force quickly pushed him backward.

Luckily, he was protected by the Netherworld Demon Body; otherwise, if it were an ordinary person, they would have probably been blown to pieces under the strikes of the two Void Transformation Realm experts.

"A bunch of trash! What are you waiting for? Quickly chase after them for this sect!"

"Amitabha! Chase them down for this seat!"

Sect Leader Leng and the old monk roared, leading their disciples in a swift pursuit.

As everyone departed, a blood-soaked figure emerged behind a large tree.

Watching the direction in which Zhang Xiaohao and others had disappeared, he sneered.

"Zhang Xiaohao, oh Zhang Xiaohao! You have repeatedly insulted me, ruined my plans, and stolen my inheritance. Now, I want you to taste what it’s like to be hunted!"

Having said that, the blood-soaked giant quickly changed direction and swiftly flew away.

"Damn! Gong Ningyue, you’re so heavy! What have you been eating to end up !" Zhang Xiaohao complained.

Carrying her slowed him down significantly.

In just that brief moment, the pursuers were nearly upon them.

"Bastard! Don’t talk nonsense, I don’t even weigh eighty kilograms!" Gong Ningyue retorted angrily.

"Are you talking in kilograms in the end?" Zhang Xiaohao teased.

"You bastard!" Gong Ningyue was furious.

"Holding you, my speed is indeed slow! In just this short time, they’re almost catching up. At this rate, it won’t take them long to overtake us." Zhang Xiaohao spoke seriously.

"So what do you suggest we do? I had no idea that that guy surnamed Leng would be so shameless! To think he’d join hands with the monks from the Great Brightness Temple for a millennium-old Spiritual Medicine! It’s truly despicable." Gong Ningyue said angrily.

"Now’s not the time for such nonsense. Think of something quick," urged Zhang Xiaohao.

"If we can’t do anything else, let’s turn back and fight! With the two of us joining forces, focusing on that waste surnamed Leng, even if he manages to escape tragedy, he will be severely injured!" Gong Ningyue declared coldly.

"..." Zhang Xiaohao was speechless.

Indeed, the bigger the chest, the less reliable they are at crucial times.

"Hey! I have an idea now," said Zhang Xiaohao, his eyes lighting up.

"Quick, what is it?" Gong Ningyue urged.

"Hehe, you’ll know soon enough," Zhang Xiaohao said with a mysterious smile.

"You two old dogs getting cozy, you want the millennium-old Spiritual Medicine? Come and get it!" Zhang Xiaohao cursed loudly.

He took out a jade bottle containing Netherworld Holy Water, poured some, and swallowed it.