Chapter 319: with translation of chapter title

Gale winds and fierce waves, Shaohao holding the White Tiger Gold-Swallowing Spear, merely waving it lightly, almost tore apart Chaos, the north wind ran rampant, allowing him to charge freely.

The great demon's expression was grave, yet a mere Great One could actually summon such an opponent; at this moment he didn't know whether it was because the Heavenly Court had too many strong ones, or because the White Tiger clan was overly protective of its own.

As for Shaohao, he actually hadn't thought that much; it was only when he saw a previously arrogant and unruly child kneeling before him, tear-streaked, that he felt he ought to act.

He cared neither for face nor glory; at this moment Shaohao was merely a father aching for his offspring, wanting to personally slay his enemy's father.

As for the deceased Little Nineteen, Shaohao felt no regret; on the battlefield, life and death are left to fate, and all he could do was just that.

Between the two, one chased and the other fled; the great demon basically did not want to clash head-on with Shaohao, merely watching the gale wind coiled around the White Tiger Swallowing Gold Spear, the great demon abandoned the idea of a direct clash.

Shaohao, fellow Daoist, why have we come to this? We are merely junior generations; given our lifespans, this is nothing more than a wave in the vast sea.

It is merely the Great Ultimate, hasn't even met a few times; it's not worth us fighting like this.

The White Tiger Swallowing Gold Spear grazed the great demon's nose tip; its danger forced the great demon to speak up in advice.

It's a pity Shaohao gave no response, letting the great demon's advice come to nothing.

Another gust of gale wind blew, shaking the great demon's primordial spirit; no matter how the great demon tried, he could only snarl: 'Do you think I'm really afraid of you? Don't push too far!'

Shaohao brandished the White Tiger Swallowing Gold Spear, finally speaking:

Don't waste words, and come die for this seat!

The White Tiger Swallowing Gold Spear smashed down hard; the Chaos surrounding the heaven-earth fetal membrane split in two, and the great demon, unable to dodge, was almost completely stripped open from chest to abdomen.

Its internal organs, slowly writhing, were laid bare in the Chaos; the next instant, countless flesh and blood intertwined, sealing the breach.

Seeing that Shaohao truly had killing intent, the great demon no longer held back; after dodging the incoming attack, he immediately began to chant:

'Extensively heard, gaining freedom amidst all desires, practicing the Great Law of Transforming Others, truly manifesting in the illusory Sumeru, is it not heard that righteousness and illusion are the same? Relic desire suppressed, summon the gods and ghosts of the central heavens, hurry and devour people!'

As the great demon's words fell, countless Chaos tangled, and from it emerged several unidentified beings, roughly humanoid but faceless, save for a large mouth full of sharp teeth, causing dread to behold.

As soon as these beings appeared, they immediately lunged at Shaohao, their cultivation nearing that of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Shaohao couldn't be bothered to spare even a glance at these beings; a sweep of gale wind around his body cut them down like lingchi, leaving only mangled flesh.

Yet, with the replenishment of Chaos energy, these beings continually recovered; Shaohao frowned, then simply ignored them and continued charging at the great demon.

Meanwhile, the great demon turned and fled, while pinching hand seals and madly chanting:

'Upon arising thoughts, spreading all desires; those who hear me receive this ashen memory, when the spirit is full it is harmed, when desire is full it is drowned, killing life...'

Hearing this sutra, Shaohao felt his heart vexed beyond bearing; a red light flashed in his eyes, and his murderous intent condensed into substance, causing the great demon facing him to almost tremble in his heart.

'Interesting, you can actually stir this seat's heart and mind, demon; this seat is becoming ever more excited.'

'Perhaps at first I wanted to kill you because you killed my unworthy grandson, but now my killing intent toward you has become ever purer.'

Shaohao's killing intent grew more substantial, and the great demon felt uneasy, thinking to himself:

'Just how many killing deeds has this person committed? How could he accumulate such thick killing intent? Does the Primordial Heavenly Dao really not see? Such a slaughterer, and yet no thunderbolt strikes him!'

The great demon didn't know that within the Primordial realm, among the innate divinities, the one who had killed the most living beings was likely none other than Shaohao, with no second.

Though the Responding Dragon was famed for battle, he was extremely magnanimous; compared in slaughter numbers, he fell far short of this white tiger that had endured countless wars.

Even the Nether River dwelling deep in the Sea of Blood, compared in killing intent, falls short of Shaohao, and by a great margin.

Only after the Heavenly Court took charge of the Primordial realm did the Primordial realm become peaceful and warless, the White Tiger clan settled for a long time, which then allowed Shaohao to grow somewhat peaceful.

Now the great demon's curse, instead, has released Shaohao's killing nature, making him ever more at ease.

The gale wind scattering everywhere was no longer urgent, yet had taken a hint of blood; the beings summoned by the great demon, merely brushed by it, instantly turned to nothing and no longer recovered.

The White Tiger Swallowing Gold Spear also changed from its original white-gold hue to red and black interwoven, as if stained by blood, impossible to wash clean.

Shaohao wielded the White Tiger Swallowing Gold Spear, his movements unhindered, leaving no respite; the north wind followed, pressing the great demon so he could not lift his head.

As the great demon dodged, the White Tiger Swallowing Gold Spear slammed onto the heaven-earth fetal membrane; an invisible ripple spread outward, and in an instant the entire Primordial realm seemed to tremble.

Qi suddenly raised his head, brows furrowed, yet did not intervene; the heaven-earth fetal membrane is not so easily damaged. Moreover, even Hongjun Dao Ancestor never showed himself, so why should he worry? It's just a pity for Shaohao; after this blow, the fortune of the White Tiger clan is bound to undergo some turmoil.

Just as Qi was pondering, a white light shot forth from the Western Extremity, passing over the celestial dome like a falling star, breaking through all obstacles along its path and straight into Chaos.

The white light struck the great demon head-on, hurling him hundreds of millions of li away, into the midst of the Chaos storm.

Suddenly struck by this heavy blow, even with the demon's endurance, he cried out in pain: 'Which petty villain dares to ambush me! Truly it pains me!'

And the white light, after striking the great demon, twisted its form and fell into Shaohao's hand; Shaohao lowered his gaze and saw a long, token-shaped spiritual treasure landing in his palm.

Inscribed upon it—White Tiger Command Troops Token.

Shaohao broke into a smile, said no more, instantly turned into a streak of fleeing light, chasing the great demon hundreds of millions of li away; after just a few breaths, he quietly caught up.

At this moment, the great demon looked miserable, his body riddled with ruptures, tendons and bones shattered; though he was rapidly recovering, his breath still slipped.

Seeing Shaohao approach, the great demon's eyes instantly turned red, and he shouted angrily: 'You wretched scoundrel! This seat will certainly not forgive you!'

Having said that, he no longer chanted spells, but madly pinched hand seals; instantly countless black vapors turned into skulls, flying out from his body.

The black vapor skulls ran rampant, giving a feeling of obscuring the sky and covering the sun; each skull bore a distinct visage, and the wails of beings echoed throughout Chaos.

Vital energy permeated these skulls, making them seem like living beings; Shaohao saw this, frowned, and said:

'To have slaughtered so many mundane beings, it's no wonder this calamity befalls me; karmic obstacles entwine my body, and only death can atone.'

Then, looking at those skulls, Shaohao calmly said:

'Today I slay you not to take your lives, but to grant you liberation; true spirit extinction is better than sinking into the sea of bitterness and enduring this torment.'

Shaohao's White Tiger Command Troops Token emitted a soft white light, shining upon the skulls continually rushing at him, yet it made them fade like melting snow, gradually dimming.

The great demon seemed oblivious to this, as black vapor continued to fly from his body, containing all manner of resentment and evil karma, entwining ignorance, anger, and greed.

The blackness continually expanded in Chaos, gradually enveloping Shaohao, and the great demon's figure also found concealment within the black vapor.

Suddenly, the black vapor trembled violently; six giant skulls wandered within it, devouring countless black vapor along their path, causing these six skulls to grow ever larger.

Upon seeing the six skulls, Shaohao immediately recognized them, saying: 'Six Heavenly Former Ghosts? I thought you were quite renowned in Xifang Dalu, yet now you've ended up as puppets manipulated by others—truly you deserve it.'

The Six Heavenly Former Ghosts laughed loudly: 'Indeed, indeed; given our sins, ending up like this is truly deserved!'

'It's just that the Great God Shaohao is somewhat biased; the number of people we have killed, even if added together, is only a twelfth of what he has slain.'

But now we have fallen to this state; what state should the Great God fall into? One would think it must be even more miserable than ours, otherwise where is justice in heaven and earth?

Shaohao looked at the five skulls that had appeared beneath the Six Heavenly Ancient Ghost, and said disdainfully:

"You are nothing but filthy, foul-smelling rabble; how could you be mentioned in the same breath as us Primordial Divine Saints? I uphold the Mandate of Heaven, overseeing life and death, and you are not even worthy to look up to us."

The Six Heavenly Ancient Ghost was blocked by the light emanating from the White Tiger Overseer Command and could not approach at all; in response to Shaohao's words, it could only speak angrily:

"Yes, you Primordial Divine Saints, having just been born, are already the pinnacle that countless primordial wilderness beings cannot reach; how fortunate you are."

"It's just that our suffering is pitiable; we barely escaped the net, yet now we are controlled by others—I am unwilling! I hate it! I hate it!"

Shaohao paid no heed to the Six Heavenly Ancient Ghost's words, mocking: "They are merely livestock raised by others; after seeing a bit of heaven and earth, they wish to return to the mountains and forests, desiring freedom but not daring to contend with them."

"Having fallen to this state, it serves you right; you want freedom yet dare not resist—you were born to be enslaved."

The Six Heavenly Ancient Ghost instantly flew into a rage, madly driving the countless skulls around it to charge at Shaohao, wearing down the white light emanating from the White Tiger Overseer Command.

Shaohao was surrounded, his black aura seeming endless, with the wails and curses of myriad beings encircling him, and countless envy and malice made his heart feel vexed.

Wielding the White Tiger Gold-Swallowing Spear, Shaohao shouted: "Noisy!"

Countless gusts of wind scattered outward, instantly causing the many skulls within the black aura to scream in agony, and countless essence dissipated; for a moment, the whole area within the black aura grew much quieter.

The Six Heavenly Ancient Ghost was also affected by the gusts, instantly dissipating within the black aura; only after a long while did it manage to re-form.

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