Chapter 782: Chapter 782

"Want to know? Go ask King Yan!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

The dragon tail swept up, bringing a huge tornado that charged towards him.

"Ah! Who exactly are you? Why are you attacking me, the Clan Leader?" John Willing bellowed unwillingly.

A massive golden Dragon Claw flashed, instantly creating a huge pit on the ground.

The body of John Willing, under the bombardment of the golden Dragon Claw, was blasted into pieces, dead beyond death.

"Zhang Xiaohao, those blood-red streams of air just now, what exactly were they?" Murong Yu Yan asked curiously.

Suddenly, series of violent noises erupted.

Zhang Xiaohao frowned, looking up. Chapters fırst released on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡~𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢~𝙣𝙚𝙩

The entire underground base emitted crackling noises like it was going to collapse.

"Not good! The underground base is collapsing, we need to leave quickly!" Zhang Xiaohao cried out.

The dragon tail coiled, rolling up the Black Dragon Saint, and a dragon claw grasped Murong Yu Yan, holding her in his arms as he dashed quickly back the way they had come.

Suddenly, the underground base began to collapse violently.

Huge rocks fell from above, crashing crazily inside the underground base.

In less than three minutes, the vast underground base was completely sealed off.

"Zhang Xiaohao, are we going to be trapped here?" Murong Yu Yan asked.

"Shut your mouth!" Zhang Xiaohao snapped.

Taking out the Fish Intestine Sword, he gripped it with his Dragon Claw and charged forward forcefully.

The Shennong True Qi, not caring about the depletion, burst out from his body crazily, slashing forward.

All the broken stones, before the unleash of the Fish Intestine Sword, scattered quickly like they were made of paper.

A quarter of an hour later.

A Five-Clawed True Dragon flew out of the ground swiftly.

The moment the Five-Clawed True Dragon emerged from the ground, it transformed into a human form, and the three of them fell to the ground weakly.

"Phew! We finally made it out, that nearly killed me," Zhang Xiaohao said grumpily.

"Zhang Xiaohao, you still haven’t told me what those blood-red streams of air were!" Murong Yu Yan asked again.

Suddenly, the entire Holy Angel Bar began to collapse violently, and in moments, it was reduced to ruins.

"Let’s go! If we don’t leave now, it will be troublesome," said Zhang Xiaohao.

Helping the Black Dragon Saint up from the ground, he took a step and chose a direction, heading into the night.

"Hmph! I don’t believe that I can’t figure out what those blood-red streams of air are!" Murong Yu Yan snorted coldly.

Her body flashed, chasing quickly in the direction of Zhang Xiaohao.

Zhang Xiaohao and the others had already returned to the Mountain and Water Hotel.

Zhang Xiaohao placed the Black Dragon Saint on the bed, having already examined him carefully beforehand.

After absorbing those Bloodline Powers, the Black Dragon Saint had fallen asleep, and his injuries, under the care of the Bloodline Power, had fully healed.

After closing the room door, Zhang Xiaohao walked over to the bathroom.

He entered the bathroom, quickly stripped off his clothes, and turned on the tap to start showering in the warm water.

Just as he was halfway there, the bathroom door suddenly opened at that moment.

Murong Yu Yan’s fiery figure walked in from outside.

Murong Yu Yan casually closed the bathroom door and locked it.

"Hey! What are you doing? I warn you, I’m quite conservative! Don’t mess around! Last time was a mistake, I won’t make a second one," Zhang Xiaohao said with his arms crossed.

"Humph! Stop pretending, do you think I don’t know what kind of person you are? Tell me, what exactly are those blood-red streams?" Murong Yu Yan demanded.

"Sorry! I also don’t know what those are," Zhang Xiaohao shrugged and said.

"Humph! Do you think I have an IQ of a negative number? If you didn’t know, why would you keep urging the Black Dragon Saint to absorb them?" Murong Yu Yan said irritably.

"I’m asking you one more time, are you leaving or not?" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Unless you tell me, I’m not leaving!" Murong Yu Yan said.

"Fine! If you love watching, I’ll let you watch your fill," Zhang Xiaohao said.

He turned on the faucet and started washing again.

Murong Yu Yan bit her silver teeth, and with a few swift movements, took off all her clothes.

"According to the previous bet, I lost! From now until dawn tomorrow, I am your female slave," Murong Yu Yan said with a blush on her face.

"Eh! Isn’t the female slave supposed to be forever?" Zhang Xiaohao retorted.

"Humph! Forever, my foot! You wish! After dawn tomorrow, I am leaving this place to find a Shangri-La where no one can find me, and live a life warm as spring and facing the sea," Murong Yu Yan said.

"Are you sure about this?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"Yes! But before that, I want to go absolutely crazy!" Murong Yu Yan said.

With that, she pounced like a tiger and fiercely flew at him.

She jumped on Zhang Xiaohao and forcefully kissed him...

The storm raged, and the fierce battle began in the bathroom and continued into the bedroom.

A night completely sleepless, both of them were Ancient Martial cultivators.

As Murong Yu Yan completely opened her heart, any move Zhang Xiaohao could think of was executed one by one.

Before Zhang Xiaohao’s powerful onslaught, even though Murong Yu Yan was a cultivator, she was still weaker! As dawn approached, she was overpowered by Zhang Xiaohao and passed out on the bed.

"Kid! With your fitness, you also want to act tough in front of me! You’re still lacking," Zhang Xiaohao said proudly.

He got into bed, cuddled with Murong Yu Yan in a comfortable position, and fell into a deep sleep.

When Zhang Xiaohao woke up again, the bed was shaking violently.

Murong Yu Yan gave him a mischievous smile.

"Weren’t you supposed to have left?" Zhang Xiaohao retorted.

"Humph! I, Murong Yu Yan, have never lost at anything since I was young! If I just left like that, I wouldn’t be satisfied! Today, a full twenty-four hours until this time tomorrow, I must take a brutal revenge and beat you once!" Murong Yu Yan said seriously.

"Haha... It’s not that I look down on you, but you are still too weak," Zhang Xiaohao laughed heartily.

"Humph! Zhang Xiaohao, don’t be so proud, this time I, Murong Yu Yan, will definitely beat you!" Murong Yu Yan said seriously.

After speaking, she once again blew the battle horn and charged at Zhang Xiaohao.

The roles switched, and Zhang Xiaohao began to take the offensive.

Murong Yu Yan was like a small boat in the turbulent sea, barely enduring under Zhang Xiaohao’s fierce attacks.

"Ah!" A dramatic scream arose.

"Damn it! You can’t go in the back..."

Before Murong Yu Yan could finish her sentence, Zhang Xiaohao attacked ferociously again...