Chapter 762: Chapter 762
Crack, crack, crack...
In an instant, the entire blood-red world collapsed as the words "You cannot trap me" fell.
The whole world shattered, and in a moment, it all collapsed.
Outside the gate of the Seven Mysterious Sect, Zhang Xiaohao still stood calmly in his place.
His body was as firm as a pine, like a drawn sword, a terrifying aura erupted from within him, as if intending to cleave the very heavens and earth in two.
Just then, a sudden and immense consciousness descended from the sky, enveloping Zhang Xiaohao.
With his eyes that had been open all along, movementless, Zhang Xiaohao seemed to come completely alive as this vast consciousness descended upon him.
The crackling sound, similar to the frying of beans, came from within his body.
Zhang Xiaohao, who had kept motionless, suddenly moved.
Looking up at the sky, he said with an overwhelming presence, "You cannot trap me!" very seriously, word by word.
As these words were spoken, in a massive castle on the distant European Continent.
"Haha... What a ’You cannot trap me!’ Worthy of being my disciple, well done!" Master Old Ghost laughed proudly.
"Brother, you’re awake!" the Black Dragon Saint said hoarsely.
The words that came out were weak and powerless, as if he was an eighty-year-old man on the verge of collapsing at any moment.
"Hm? Little Black, what happened to you? Why is your throat ?" Zhang Xiaohao asked urgently.
"Brother, I’m, I’m fine!" the Black Dragon Saint replied.
After speaking, his eyes closed, and he fell into a coma.
"No one, whether heaven or earth, can take away the brother of Zhang Xiaohao!" Zhang Xiaohao declared with an imposing aura.
He laid the Black Dragon Saint down from his back, took out all the elixirs and the Netherworld Holy Water from the Shennong Ring.
He opened the unconscious man’s mouth and fed him all the elixirs and the Netherworld Holy Water.
At the same time, he positioned the Black Dragon Saint in the Five Hearts toward the Sky cultivation pose.
Zhang Xiaohao sat behind him, flicked his sleeve, and took out all the remaining low-grade Spirit Stones from the Shennong Ring.
With his left hand on the Spirit Stones, he circulated the Shennong Battle Sky Technique, sending the mighty True Qi of Shennong crazily into the Black Dragon Saint’s body.
The moonlight faded, and a day had already passed.
By the next night, Zhang Xiaohao suddenly opened his eyes and retracted his right hand.
He stood up from the ground and calmly watched over the Black Dragon Saint.
Under his healing and the aid of the elixirs, the Black Dragon Saint’s injuries had completely recovered, and his hoarse voice was also restored. Check latest chapters at 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⚑𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⚑𝙣𝙚𝙩
Now, being subtly encouraged by Zhang Xiaohao, the Black Dragon Saint unconsciously circulated his Cultivation Technique and self-cultivated.
"Seven days! A whole seven days! To wake me up, he kept calling out to me in a severely injured state! Not a drop of water entered his lips for seven days straight, it must have been so hard for him!" Zhang Xiaohao thought complexly.
Just thinking about it, one could understand how the Black Dragon Saint persisted through these seven days.
If it weren’t for his absolute perseverance, let alone seven days, he might not have even lasted an hour.
Zhang Xiaohao stood to the side, just watching over the Black Dragon Saint calmly.
As for his own wounds, they had completely healed during the seven-day period, with the Shennong Battle Sky Technique operating on its own.
The Black Dragon Saint’s cultivation took a whole day, and when he woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day.
"Brother, brother, brother..." the Black Dragon Saint called out urgently as soon as he woke up.
Zhang Xiaohao’s figure flashed, appearing beside the Black Dragon Saint, holding him in his arms.
"Brother is fine, Little Black, don’t worry! I’m here with you," Zhang Xiaohao said softly.
"Yay! Brother, you finally woke up. You know? Little Black had a strange dream where you left Little Black forever and ever. Little Black was so worried," Black Dragon Saint said.
"Little Black, be good! That was just a dream. Everything is okay now, there’s nothing to worry about," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Mm," Black Dragon Saint nodded heavily.
"Let’s go, Little Black! Brother will take you to hunt for treasures," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
"Mm," Black Dragon Saint nodded.
Following Zhang Xiaohao, they headed toward the Seven Mysterious Sect.
The vast Seven Mysterious Sect, with thousands of disciples, from the Sect Leader Qi Xuan Shangren to the ordinary outer sect disciples who did miscellaneous chores, were all slain by Zhang Xiaohao.
Even though nearly ten days had passed, the pungent smell of blood was still strong and lingered for a long time!
It dyed the ground a curtain of blood, as if it were the doomsday of purgatory.
Zhang Xiaohao, with Black Dragon Saint, stepped into the Seven Mysterious Sect, and with himself as the center, his overwhelming Soul Power swept across the sect.
Under the search of the Soul Power, from the most expensive treasures to the ordinary ones, none could escape Zhang Xiaohao’s sight.
Starting from the outer sect, Zhang Xiaohao, accompanied by Black Dragon Saint, pushed inward.
They left no stone unturned, not even leaving behind a single needle.
The greatest treasures of Seven Mysterious Sect, the treasure vault and Scripture Pavilion, were also completely looted by Zhang Xiaohao and Black Dragon Saint.
Outside the Seven Mysterious Sect mountain gate.
Zhang Xiaohao flipped his right hand, summoning Shennong Pill Fire, and with a single strike, the Shennong Pill Fire turned into a meteor, shooting towards the Seven Mysterious Sect like lightning.
Rampant flames immediately rose up from the Seven Mysterious Sect, and in an instant, a terrifying fire enveloped the entire sect, burning fiercely.
Zhang Xiaohao withdrew the Shennong Pill Fire, taking his eyes away from the Seven Mysterious Sect.
"Let’s go," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Mm," Black Dragon Saint nodded, following behind Zhang Xiaohao as the two of them walked down the mountain.
Zhang Xiaohao and his companion had already entered a coastal city and found a five-star hotel, where they booked a presidential suite.
After taking a bath, he enjoyed a lavish meal with Black Dragon Saint.
The two returned to their room again.
Zhang Xiaohao locked the door of the room, his abundant Soul Power enveloping the entire room.
Right then, he flipped his right hand, pouring out the various treasures obtained from the Seven Mysterious Sect.
The various treasures had nearly filled up the entire living room.
The majority were Spirit Stones, all of low quality, with various attributes, amounting to more than a thousand pieces in total, which was the biggest haul this time.
Apart from the Spirit Stones, there were various Elixirs and other treasures, accounting for half of the entire haul.
Zhang Xiaohao grabbed with his palm, separating these Spirit Stones and placing them on the side.
Then he categorized the other treasures: Elixirs, Spiritual Medicines, miscellaneous, talismans, and a couple dozen talisman treasures.
With a flick of his sleeve, he kept the Elixirs and collected the rest.
Soul Power swept through, scanning the Elixirs on the ground.
A few minutes later, Zhang Xiaohao had already identified all the Elixirs.