I am really not a medical immortal.

Chapter 1943 - 1942: Fierce Battle

"Good! Let’s act this way. We’ll be responsible for killing this little brat, and you all hold off this dead loach!" shouted an old monster from the Mahayana Realm.

"No problem!" replied another group of old monsters from the Mahayana Realm.

Instantly, the remaining hundred-plus old monsters from the Mahayana Realm split into two groups, one rushing towards Hei Wuchang and the other towards Zhang Xiaohao.

Although under the suppression of the Fake Spiritual Domain Space, their power was drastically reduced, these old monsters from the Mahayana Realm had long-lived ways; despite their turtle-like speed, they were not to be underestimated. They each activated their Secret Techniques, shrouding themselves in layers of halo, instantly surrounded by multi-colored halos rising from their bodies, enveloping them, and unleashing an intimidating momentum, sweeping outward.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaohao’s lips curled into an amused smile, seemingly disdainful.

"Brother Hei, someone wants to kill me, you handle them!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

After speaking, ignoring the surrounding old monsters from the Mahayana Realm, he focused on consuming Elixir while channeling the vast Spiritual Power into the Xuantian Extreme Demon Sword.

With Zhang Xiaohao’s overwhelming Spiritual Power supporting, despite the previous explosion from a Unification Realm Cultivator, the Fake Spiritual Domain Space still faltered yet bravely remained intact.

"Humph! Dare to threaten my brother, Hei Wuchang, with you bunch of old fossils? Even if you attack together, with me around, you will not touch my brother!" Hei Wuchang declared with towering arrogance.

Whoosh!

With a flicker, Hei Wuchang appeared before seven or eight Mahayana Realm Cultivators. Before they could react, he clapped his Dragon Claws sharply, and terrifying beams of light instantly shot out from the claws, just when they hadn’t reacted.

The sharp Dragon Claws, with terrifying force, brutally shattered their protective halos without giving them any chance to react, grasping their bodies, crushing them violently.

After dealing with them, Hei Wuchang opened his mouth to swallow all their Nascent Souls.

"Die!!!" Suddenly, a low roar resounded.

Three to five Mahayana Realm Cultivators fiercely swung their Lifebound Magical Treasures, thrusting towards Zhang Xiaohao with terrifying gusts.

"Humph! All of you, die!!!" Hei Wuchang snorted coldly.

With a wave of his right hand, the Wind Element Principle Silk in the Fake Spiritual Domain Space flashed dominatingly and sliced down.

Crash, crash, crash!!!

The Lifebound Magical Treasures they shot over were dominantly shattered into fragments under the Wind Element Principle Silk, leaving no trace behind.

Then, this Wind Element Principle Silk didn’t lose momentum, directly slicing through their bodies.

Their physical bodies and Nascent Souls were all shattered within the Wind Element Principle Silk’s attack, scattering countless flesh and blood to the ground, staining it red.

"Die!" After finishing them, Hei Wuchang’s body flickered, using Space Law Talent, his figure disappearing and reappearing before another group of Mahayana Realm Cultivators.

"Die, dead loach!!!"

"Dead loach, surrender your life!"

"Fall, dead loach!"

This group of Mahayana Realm Cultivators roared, swinging their Lifebound Magical Treasures fiercely at Hei Wuchang, intending to completely kill him.

"Did nobody tell you that under the Fake Spiritual Domain Space’s suppression, your attacks and speed are turtle-slow?" Hei Wuchang mocked.

His fists abruptly punched forward, radiating the Water Element Law Talent’s power, forcefully smashing into their Lifebound Magical Treasures.

Crash, crash, crash!!!

Dragon Fist collided with their Lifebound Magical Treasures, its strong force shattering their Lifebound Magical Treasures into pieces.

With their Lifebound Treasures broken, the Mahayana Realm Cultivators spewed blood, their faces pale, like drunken women, severely injured.

"Die!" Hei Wuchang snorted coldly.

As he closed in, Dragon Claws slapped out, crushing their bodies entirely, then opened his mouth and swallowed their Nascent Souls.

"Dead loach! You’ve gone too far, old man will fight you to the death!" At this moment, an old monster from the Mahayana Realm roared.

His body, charging forward, instantly exploded.

Boom!!!

A self-detonation from a Mahayana Realm Cultivator unleashed terrifying power, a massive mushroom cloud descended, and dominantly pressed towards Hei Wuchang.

"Idiot!" Hei Wuchang snorted coldly.

With a flickering shadow, he merged into the space again, reappearing before another group of Mahayana Realm Cultivators. Under their horrified eyes, the Dragon Claws grasp brutally, shattering their bodies, and swallowed their Nascent Souls.

Buzz!!!

The self-detonation of that Mahayana Realm old monster, failing to harm Hei Wuchang, unleashed strong energy within the Fake Spiritual Domain Space.

Soon, the already unstable Fake Spiritual Domain Space intensified its shaking, seemingly about to shatter.

"Humph! Suppress!!!" Zhang Xiaohao growled.

Flipping his right hand, he took out a Suet Jade Flask, pouring out the strange lake water, swallowing it entirely. The moment the strange lake water entered his stomach, it transformed into vast Spiritual Power roaring within him, so powerful that his clothes were blown upwards.

Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes flashed coldly, channeling this enormous Spiritual Power into the Xuantian Extreme Demon Sword.

Instantly, the previously faltering Fake Spiritual Domain Space, under the support of the immense Shennong Reincarnation Scripture Spiritual Power, golden halos arose from the space, suppressing the earlier pressures from the Unification Realm Cultivator explosion and the Mahayana Realm Cultivator explosion, restoring calmness, and imposing intimidation upon each one.