Chapter 438: Chapter 436: Golden Death Warrior
"You... You knew there was a Gold Level Death Warrior in this valley?" Hearing Shen Haoran speak, Xu Hao’s eyes filled with shock. ’So, Shen Haoran knew about our plan all along.’
"You..." A complicated look flickered in Xu Ha’s eyes, but he was speechless.
"You’re wondering why I came down even though I knew about your plan, aren’t you? I think by now, the answer is obvious!" Shen Haoran said, a taunting smile playing on his lips.
At his words, Xu Hao’s expression dimmed. After witnessing Shen Haoran’s methods, Xu Hao realized everything they had done was nothing but a joke. A man with Shen Haoran’s power wouldn’t give a damn about a few insignificant clowns. His reason for coming down wasn’t completely unrelated to their plan—he just needed the Death Warrior Medals here. Or more accurately, he was only after the medal from the Half-Gold Level Death Warrior!
Seeing Xu Hao’s crestfallen expression, Shen Haoran snorted. The surrounding pitch-black flames began to dissipate, and Xu Hao’s group tumbled from midair to the ground.
"As thanks for bringing me here, I’ll let this slide. Now, get lost before I change my mind!" Shen Haoran said coldly to Xu Hao and his men.
Hearing this, the faces of Xu Hao’s group turned grim. But when they recalled how Shen Haoran had just dispatched the Silver Level Death Warrior, they could only purse their lips resentfully and hastily try to leave.
ROAR...
Just as Xu Hao and his men were about to leave, an earth-shattering roar echoed from the valley’s depths. At the sound of this colossal roar, the deathly aura in the valley erupted, surging like a tidal wave toward the back of the valley. In the blink of an eye, a vortex of deathly qi formed before their very eyes.
As the vortex of deathly qi appeared, a terrifying aura began to spread through the valley. Under its pressure, even the surrounding space started to tremble.
’This aura... How is this possible!’ Sensing the pressure, Xu Hao’s heart sank. He had assumed there was only a Half-Gold Level Death Warrior here. But judging from this aura, it was likely a Death Warrior that had long since reached the Gold Level!
ROAR...
Another colossal roar, and then a dark silhouette plummeted from the sky, crashing down in front of Shen Haoran like a cannonball. In that instant, the impact thundered, sending sand and rock flying as invisible, Powerful Qi rampaged through the valley.
The violent gale was so strong that Xu Hao and his men couldn’t open their eyes. Pitch-black flames erupted from Shen Haoran’s body, shielding him completely from the blast. His expression was grim as he stared at the dark shadow moving slowly within the dust cloud.
Soon, the dark shadow emerged from the dust cloud. As they saw what it was, Shen Haoran and the others froze on the spot.
Before Shen Haoran stood a Ghost Skeleton, taller than a man and clad in gleaming Golden Battle Armor. Faint blue Ghost Flames licked out from the armor’s seams, intensifying the deathly aura in the air. An immensely powerful presence radiated from it, weighing heavily on Shen Haoran and the others.
"So this is the Gold Level Death Warrior?" Shen Haoran stared intently at the creature, his voice heavy. The Sheepskin Scroll had mentioned that a Gold Level Death Warrior was supposed to be at the Tier Nine Spirit Marquis Peak, but that was based on the standards of the Ancient Era. The pressure radiating from this Golden Death Warrior was no weaker than that of a genuine Spirit Aspect Tier master.
"We’re done for. We’re dead for sure! None of us are getting out of here alive!" a disciple from the Qi Refining Sect said in despair, collapsing to the ground.
"A Gold Level Death Warrior... How can this be? Wasn’t it supposed to be Half-Gold Level?" Xu Hao stammered, his body trembling uncontrollably as he stared in terror at the Golden Death Warrior, which radiated a dense, malevolent aura.
A Death Warrior at the Tier Nine Spirit Marquis Peak, with combat strength that could rival the Spirit Aspect Tier... ’This time, we’re really dead.’ The Spirit Aspect Tier and the Spirit Marquis Tier were on completely different levels. In the face of a Gold Level Death Warrior, Xu Hao couldn’t even summon the courage to retaliate.
"Tch. It’s just one Gold Level Death Warrior. Look at the state of you," Shen Haoran said, shooting a scornful glance at Xu Hao’s group. He then turned his gaze back to the Golden Death Warrior, a blazing heat entering his eyes.
’The Energy from a Silver Level Death Warrior Medal is equivalent to half a month of my hard Cultivation out in the world. A Gold Level one should be even more absurd. Just one of these might be enough to get me to the Tier Five Spirit Marquis Peak, or maybe even break through to Tier Six Spirit Marquis! It’s only been half a month since I reached Tier Five Spirit Marquis. Advancing a whole tier in half a month... a Cultivation speed like that is practically heaven-defying!’
"Since you’ve delivered yourself to my doorstep, I’ll happily accept," Shen Haoran said, licking his lips. In a flash, he shot forward, charging straight at the Golden Death Warrior!
Xu Hao and his men were dumbfounded when they saw Shen Haoran charge. His strength was terrifying, yes, but he was still in the Spirit Marquis Tier. Compared to a master at the Spirit Aspect Tier, he was nothing. They never imagined he would actually dare to attack.
As if sensing Shen Haoran’s provocation, the Golden Death Warrior roared. It threw a massive punch, which shot forward wreathed in dense, black deathly qi, arriving in front of Shen Haoran in an instant.
A flash of excitement lit up Shen Haoran’s eyes as he saw the powerful golden fist. His right arm suddenly expanded, revealing the crimson-veined Qilin Arm, and he met the Golden Death Warrior’s punch without a shred of hesitation.
"Heaven-Breaking Kill!"
With Shen Haoran’s furious roar, the two fists—one large, one small—slammed into each other like a pair of meteorites. A shockwave, visible to the naked eye, erupted from the point of impact. The terrifying gale that followed instantly shredded everything in the vicinity. Even the ground couldn’t withstand the force; countless rocks shattered and debris filled the air.
Not far away, Xu Hao and his men were caught in the shockwave. They were instantly sent flying, spitting up blood as if a giant sledgehammer had slammed into their chests. Their faces contorted in agony.
"So... so strong!" Xu Hao stared, his eyes wide with shock, at the spot where Shen Haoran and the Golden Death Warrior fought. He couldn’t even withstand the aftershocks of their battle. ’And I’m a Tier Nine Spirit Marquis...’ He now felt that his own strength was utterly pathetic.
"I wonder if Shen Haoran can actually defeat that Golden Death Warrior," Xu Hao muttered, suppressing the churning qi and blood in his chest. His expression was grim as he stared into the distant cloud of dust...
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