Chapter 1711: Chapter 1710: Sanctimonious
Buzz!!!
The Demon Sound Sea Shell shook, and even more violent demon sound continuously emanated from within, rushing toward the bald monk on the opposite side.
"Stubborn fool! Since you’re in such a hurry to die, I will grant you your wish!" the bald monk snorted coldly.
He pinched a seal with his hands, chanting Buddhist scriptures, and as he moved, a vast and dense Buddhist light gushed out one after another from within, surging toward the demon sound.
The demon sound and the Buddhist light collided and silently dissolved, as both sides entered into a tug-of-war.
"Trying to play a war of attrition with me? You’re not qualified!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
He had a gourd full of Spirit Stone milk, and plenty of it! In terms of attrition warfare, Zhang Xiaohao feared no one.
At this moment, he poured out a drop of the Spirit Stone milk and swallowed it, channeling the Spiritual Power transformed from the milk entirely into the Demon Sound Sea Shell, from which endless black demon sound surged out in waves, rushing back toward the dead bald monk opposite.
With the passage of time, two and a half days had already passed in the blink of an eye.
With less than half a day remaining until the three-day deadline, the battle in the air was becoming fiercer and fiercer. Under Hei Wuchang’s various Secret Techniques and disregard for the consumption of his vitality, the Xuantian Jiao Sword erupted with terrifying oppression, leaving the Erlang God on the opposite side defenseless. As the battle raged, both sides were truly on fire now.
Under Hei Wuchang’s ferocious suppression, the Erlang God was covered in alarming wounds, with countless streams of blood flowing from his body every moment, dyeing him into a blood man.
Meanwhile, the battle on the ground was just as intense.
Despite two days of attrition, the bald monk was still incredibly strong, with no sign of his Buddhist light being depleted, seemingly inexhaustible.
"How is this possible? More than two days have passed! Why can this rat, who is clearly only at the Golden Core Middle Stage, still use such potent Secret Techniques to hold on until now? Could it be because of the purple gourd in his hand?" the bald monk thought fearfully in his heart.
However, thinking that the three-day period was about to end and a large number of people from Spiritual Mountain would be arriving soon, the bald monk’s worries were completely put to rest.
"Hmph! I don’t care what tricks you have; in half a day, when my men from Spiritual Mountain arrive, it will be your death day!" the bald monk said murderously.
"Too bad you won’t have that chance!" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.
"Oh really? Show all the skills you have! I’ll take it all, and if I frown, I’m not a true enlightened monk!" the bald monk boasted arrogantly.
"Open your dog eyes wide and watch how I defeat you!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
Then, holding the purple gourd, he poured out a hundred drops of Spirit Stone milk and swallowed it. The ravaging Spiritual Power transformed from these hundred drops, driven by the Shennong Reincarnation Scripture, was all channeled into the Demon Sound Sea Shell.
Buzz buzz buzz!!!
Immediately, ferocious black demon sounds burst out from the Demon Sound Sea Shell, converging into a demonic sound canopy a hundred meters wide, dominating toward the dead bald monk across.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle!!!
Originally, the demon sound and the golden light were on par, but with Zhang Xiaohao’s entire infusion of vigorous demon sound, the Buddhist light emanating from the bald monk emitted a series of crisp shattering sounds.
After ten breaths, the Buddhist light on the bald monk’s body was completely breached under countless demon sounds, and the pervasive demon sound domineeringly surrounded the bald monk, rushing toward his head.
Countless illusions appeared before the bald monk, enveloping him.
Only to see the illusions change, countless charming beauties in seductive short skirts of various races—Spirit Clan, Human Clan, Demon Clan, True Spirit, and more—appeared, too numerous to count.
These beauties teased him with various gestures, reaching toward the bald monk.
And this bald monk, who was just a dignified enlightened monk, suddenly became worse than a dog, shamelessly pouncing upon them one by one, pressing them to the ground, brutally ravaging them with the most primal methods, while proudly shouting, "I’ve been waiting to deal with you little wenches for a long time..."
"What the... Is this even possible?" Zha Muzhen stared dumbfounded, filled with thick disdain. Just a moment ago, he seemed like an enlightened monk, compassionate and empathic, yet the next moment, he turns into a beast, doing something disgraceful to the Buddhist path, utterly shameless.
"Human nature is like this! It can only be said that he was this kind of person from the start! But having fallen under the demon sound of the Demon Sound Sea Shell, the only end for him is a dead end." Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
Infinite demon sound, along with Spiritual Power, crazily poured into the Demon Sound Sea Shell, furiously attacking the bald monk before him.
Gradually, the dead bald monk completely succumbed to the numerous beautiful traps and temptations until he died of extreme exhaustion, without even his Nascent Soul escaping, dissipating along with it.
Crack!
With the death of this bald monk, a golden Shariputra exploded, and a golden Elixir, only the size of a longan, shot out from his Shariputra.
Upon its appearance, the golden Elixir radiated immense Law Fluctuation and, with a flash, was about to shoot toward the sky.
"Trying to leave? Stay here!" Zha Muzhen snorted coldly.
With a flash, he rushed toward the golden Elixir, reaching its front in an instant, arrogantly grabbing toward the golden Elixir.
Sizzle!
With a flash of golden light, Zha Muzhen caught nothing but air. The golden Elixir flashed past his front, rapidly shooting backward.
"Time and space halt!!!" Zhang Xiaohao roared lowly.
A strange force emanated from his palm, and the space near the golden Elixir, under the laws of time and space, was completely frozen. The once-flying golden Elixir was directly immobilized in the air by this mighty force.
Whizz!
Zhang Xiaohao’s body flickered, appearing lightning-fast in front of the golden Elixir, grabbing it in his hand. Without bothering to inspect it, he quickly formed seals with his hands, continuously striking out layer upon layer of sealing incantations, and in less than a moment, he had sealed the golden Elixir completely.
"Whew!" Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohao let out a long breath of turbid air, carefully examining the golden Elixir in his hand.
The entire golden Elixir, only the size of a longan, bore golden patterns on its surface, with a mysterious Law Fluctuation emanating from these golden patterns.
