Chapter 584: Chapter 584

An explosive aura burst forth from these masked individuals in an instant.

Streams of crimson blood began to flow from their bodies.

Their garments shattered simultaneously at that moment.

"Ahh...." Roars akin to those of wild beasts emanated from their mouths.

As if enduring tremendous pain and torment.

Looking at their eyes, blood-red as if shrouded, filled with blood vessels, fierce and terrifying.

Each one tilted their heads back, and let out a low growl.

As these masked people stepped forward, a ferocious killing intent congealed into a vast net, sweeping towards Zhang Xiaohao.

Only one thought remained in their hearts, to utterly eliminate Zhang Xiaohao.

Driven by instinct, each one fervently activated their True Qi, pouring it into their weapons without reserve.

The flash of blades, the glint of swords, accompanied by massive sounds of tearing through the air, loomed menacingly over Zhang Xiaohao.

"A bunch of ants, you really think that taking drugs makes you my match? How ludicrous! I shall suppress you," Zhang Xiaohao roared lowly.

He tapped his foot on top of a small golden hill.

He leaped directly off the golden hill, roaring lowly as he fell.

"Netherworld Demon Body!"

Black mystical lights flickered across his body, pushing the third layer of the Netherworld Demon Body to its limit.

His figure flashed, stepping on the Twelve Heavenly Steps, lightly tapping twice on the void, descending rapidly like a phantom.

"Die for me!" Zhang Xiaohao barked coldly.

Two blackened palms, like the Death God Scythe, violently reached forward.

Any masked person caught by him was brutally torn into shreds on the spot.

Blood and chunks of flesh scattered on the ground.

Surrounding masked persons bellowed in unison.

Their cries shattered the heavens, each one with bloodshot eyes, devoid of any rationality, wildly swinging their weapons towards Zhang Xiaohao.

With a ferocious look, they had entirely forgotten about life and death, only intent on slaying Zhang Xiaohao.

"I give you a bit of respect and you grow arrogant, huh?" Zhang Xiaohao said with a sky-high killing intent.

He stamped his right foot heavily on the ground.

Directly stomping out a huge hole on the ground, his body surged forward like an arrow, charging into the crowd.

Swinging his arms, he brutally tore through the group of masked individuals.

Under his violent rending, the masked individuals around him were rapidly declining in number.

"Die!" the remaining twenty or so masked individuals roared lowly.

They leapt from the ground, their weapons carrying a tremendous force as they slashed towards Zhang Xiaohao.

A massive sonic wave exploded from Zhang Xiaohao’s mouth.

Centered on Zhang Xiaohao, it rapidly spread out in all directions.

Under this fierce sonic attack, the remaining twenty or so masked individuals were literally shattered into pieces.

It was evident how powerful this strike was.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Countless blood and pieces of flesh rained down from the air.

In just a span of ten minutes, the group of drug-induced masked individuals had all been chopped into pieces.

The ground was littered with mangled corpses and thick blood, thoroughly turning the surroundings into a complete hell.

If it were a faint-hearted person, witnessing this scene, they would have fainted or died of fright long ago.

Zhang Xiaohao indifferently withdrew his palm, coldly staring at the remaining leader.

"Old Dog, it’s your turn," Zhang Xiaohao said with murderous intent.

"You’re impressive! Ning’er really didn’t misjudge you! She entrusted herself to you, and I am relieved," the leading elder said contentedly.

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Zhang Xiaohao was confused.

A head and two big ones, what does it mean that Ning’er had entrusted her body to me and you’re relieved? Also, who is this Ning’er?

"Listen here, boy! Since you’ve been with Ning’er, you must take responsibility for her to the end! Ning’er is a good kid; her parents passed away early, and I’ve struggled to raise her until now. I’ve seen her character over the years! If she didn’t truly like you, she definitely wouldn’t have entrusted her body to you..."

Before he could finish, Zhang Xiaohao rudely interrupted him.

"Hold on! Slow down a bit, let me get this sorted out," Zhang Xiaohao said.

"What are you trying to say?" the leading elder asked.

"Who is Ning’er?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"You don’t even know her name?" the leading elder asked.

"Hmm." Zhang Xiaohao nodded.

"Her name is Ning’er, she’s my only granddaughter! Now you understand, huh!" the leading elder said.

"What are you trying to say?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"Those people just now were my test for you! If you had died, it would have proven you failed the test, and were not worthy of Ning’er’s lifelong trust! Fortunately, you didn’t let Ning’er down and perfectly passed the test by slaughtering them," the leading elder explained himself.

"..." Zhang Xiaohao was speechless.

"Before I die, I only ask you one thing; since you’ve obtained Ning’er’s body, treat her well! Do not fail her! Also, be wary of the Murong Family, especially the main lineage of the second house!" the leading elder said.

He raised his hand, striking towards his own head like lightning.

"Damn it! What the hell is going on?" Zhang Xiaohao cursed under his breath.

Seeing the leading elder’s palm about to smash his own skull.

Zhang Xiaohao tapped his foot, dashing forward like lightning.

With his right hand, he caught the elder’s outstretched palm.

"If you want to die, you at least need to make things clear!" Zhang Xiaohao said exasperatedly.

"Sigh! The Murong Family’s influence is vast, for your and Ning’er’s future, I must die!" the old elder sighed.

"Hmm! Someone is coming, we’ll talk later!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

With his left hand, he struck the elder’s head, knocking him unconscious.

Then, grabbing his body, he threw it into the surrounding river of blood.

With a tap of his right foot, a cold blade soared into the air and with a fierce throw.

The whole cold blade pierced through his body.

With a flick of his right hand, a stream of Shennong True Qi was directed into his chest, protecting his heart.

After doing all this.

Zhang Xiaohao forcefully slapped his right palm, and the blood and flesh on the ground smashed towards him.

Countless blood and flesh completely engulfed his corpse.

Withdrawing his Soul Power, he coldly stood in place, looking straight ahead.

In his line of sight, Murong Yu Yan, along with a group of people, was rapidly approaching.

After several flashes, they completely stopped in front of Zhang Xiaohao.

"Hmm? What’s going on?" Murong Yu Yan furrowed her brows and asked. For more chapters visıt 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝘯𝘦𝘵