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Chapter 644: 642 If Heavenly Dao Dares to Come, I Dare to Cut Down Heavenly Dao! (Four Updates)

Chapter 644: Chapter 642 If Heavenly Dao Dares to Come, I Dare to Cut Down Heavenly Dao! (Four Updates)

Ling Xiao, Qian Wanyang, and Chen Yao quickly rushed to Wang Hao’s side to check on him.

Listening to the discussions of others, Ling Xiao recalled the words Wang Hao had just spoken: “My heart feels uneasy. Something big is about to happen; we must leave this black hole as soon as possible.”

“Ling Xiao said this black hole is suspicious; we must take our junior brother and leave quickly,” Ling Xiao said gravely.

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao nodded, quickly helping Wang Hao up to leave.

Ai Er ran in panic to Little White’s side to quickly check on the little creature.

Little White’s breath was very weak, and its white fur was pitch black.

The mark of the Supreme Divine Beast on its forehead had also become dim and lightless, looking as if it would go out at any moment.

Seeing this, tears instantly welled up in Ai Er’s eyes as she shouted angrily at Mutou: “Is this what you call kindness? Little White is only four years old, still a child. How could you bear to attack, you murderous demon? You don’t deserve to be called human…”

Mutou responded indifferently: “At three years old, one shows lifelong traits. At four, it could disrespect elders and ancestors; what more when it grows up.”

Everyone around was furious, considering this person to be scum, a beast in human skin, which was nauseating.

If it weren’t for the ghosts outside, they would have gone out and chopped this rotten wood to death. Looking at such a person made them want to vomit.

Mutou’s face showed melancholy as he sighed, “The world is truly ugly; I must purify this world quickly.”

The Taixu Death God frowned; he couldn’t stand Mutou’s actions any longer. This hypocritical theory where one excuses his own misdeeds while demanding death for others was just too repulsive.

Jue Chen’s eyes flashed with a cold light as he growled quietly, “I am certain, if you were dead, the world would indeed be purified.”

Mutou glanced at Jue Chen, “You can’t kill me!”

Jue Chen didn’t waste words, pulling back the Light Bow, aiming it at Mutou; he really didn’t want to talk nonsense with this scum anymore.

Just then, an extremely cold voice rang out, “Wait, let me personally kill this bastard!”

Everyone turned to look, only to see Wang Hao, his eyes fierce, bloody, and supported by Ling Xiao and others as he stood up. His cultivation level had also broken through from Martial Emperor Level 3 to Martial Emperor Level 4.

Ling Xiao, supporting Wang Hao, asked with concern, “Junior brother, do you want to drink a Level 9 potion?”

“My constitution doesn’t need these potions!” Wang Hao stared coldly at Mutou.

Ling Xiao and the others nodded, fully agreeing.

You see, Wang Hao possessed the Phoenix Heart, which is practically a super cheat, far more powerful than any potion.

Ling Xiao whispered, “Junior brother, some say that Heavenly Dao fears you, that’s why it wants to kill you and Little White. What do you think about this?”

Wang Hao coldly said, “I have no opinions. If Heavenly Dao dares to come, I dare to cut down Heavenly Dao!”

Ling Xiao and the others marveled; he truly was arrogant beyond measure.

“Lord Wang Hao, please come quickly to see Little White; it seems it’s not going to make it,” Ai Er cried, clutching Little White as she ran over.

Wang Hao’s expression grew colder. His dearly-raised rabbit was injured again, utterly intolerable!

Ling Xiao quickly took out a bottle of Level 9 Soul Revival Potion and poured it down Little White’s throat. It was acquired as rare medicinal herbs from the betting chips won previously aboard the Medicine God, then wildly refined by Wang Hao and despite Little White’s mischievous meddling, still successfully made.

“How could this be!?”

Mutou’s face showed disbelief. His proudest Great Prophecy Skill, how could it not kill Wang Hao? Could it be they’ve got the script wrong?

Everyone at the scene was also stunned, dumbfoundedly looking at Wang Hao.

“Who can tell me how Wang Hao managed to break the Great Prophecy Skill!?”

“I don’t know, but Wang Hao’s cultivation had broken through to Level 1.”

“This fiend, as always, is impossible to understand.”

“If even the Great Prophecy Skill can’t kill him, then what can!?”

“I don’t know. I just know that the Master of Genius is in for some bad luck.”

“Nonsense, if the Great Prophecy Skill didn’t work, the Master of Genius would lose at least half his strength.”

“Let’s sit back and watch Wang Hao’s revenge then!”

“Go Wang Hao, kill this hypocritical scum!”

“Go Wang Hao, kill this hypocritical scum!”

“……”

Wang Hao’s eyes blazed, and his Heavenly Demon Giant Sword released terrifying Sword Intent, violent thunder, searing flames, and a chilling murderous aura.

He was also surrounded by crackling lightning as he instantly donned the Thunder God armor, elevating his cultivation from Martial Emperor Level 4 to Martial Saint Level 4.

Simultaneously, countless fierce ghosts emerged from Hell’s Gate, standing behind Wang Hao, waiting for his command.

Mutou’s face was extremely grim, sensing a real threat of falling this time.

Wang Hao said indifferently, “You like sneak attacks, huh? Then, I’ll play a sneak attack game too. Ghosts, attack!”

“Cackle…”

Thousands of fierce ghosts screeched, charging toward Mutou in a sky-covering manner.

“Wang Hao, you’re unexpectedly powerful, but I, Sheng Wenjie, am not a pushover either…”

Mutou’s eyes snapped open, an immensely overwhelming aura radiating from him, causing ripples in the void.

At the same time, eighteen beams of golden light appeared behind him, quickly transforming into eighteen different types of weapons—each carrying a destructive edge, fierce and bone-chilling, enveloping the space and making one feel as though they were standing amid blades and swords.

“No wonder he was seen as the most perfect man in ancient times, the intent of eighteen kinds of weapons bursting forth simultaneously, truly terrifying!” voiced the Master of Genius, his eyes reflecting grave respect.

Back in the day, if Mutou hadn’t been constantly thwarted by his Heart Demon, they wouldn’t have had the four Supreme ones dominating the Ancients; probably they’d have been mere errand runners for the Master of Genius.

“Um…”

Little White in Ai Er’s arms rubbed its sleepy eyes, waking up from a slumber.

Ai Er exclaimed with joy, “Little White, you’re awake!”

Little White stretched and yawned, “That was a good sleep!”

Ling Xiao and the others laughed and shook their heads, amused by the little creature.

Suddenly, Little White perked up, staring at Wang Hao getting ready to battle Mutou.

Ai Er gently stroked Little White’s head, smiling, “Lord Wang Hao has recovered now. He saw you get hurt by Mutou and got very angry—he didn’t hesitate to go all out against Mutou.”

Little White’s eyes lit up, quickly pulling out a notebook and scribbling, ‘In this year and month, Little White sacrificed itself, successfully provoking Wang Hao’s rage, resulting in a soaring battle power. Pretending success, fee charged: 3 tons of carrots.’

Ai Er was dumbfounded, “Is this really a rabbit!?”

Ling Xiao and the others wore a look of resignation, expecting Wang Hao to raise any serious rabbit was absolutely impossible…