Doomsday: I Can Get a Hint-Chapter 447 - 272: Battle (Part 3)

His strength increased dramatically once again.

However, in front of Wang Hao, who had transformed into a little golden man, all this was futile.

Vajra indestructible, impervious to blades and spears, immune to water and fire.

The attacks of the white-haired elder could not inflict any damage on Wang Hao.

Meanwhile, Wang Hao’s punches were unbearably heavy when they landed on him.

Under Wang Hao’s reckless fighting style, abandoning defense and exchanging injury for injury.

The white-haired elder was beaten to the point of repeatedly spitting blood.

"Damn it!"

The elder’s heart turned ruthless; he no longer maintained his previous composure.

Wang Hao’s use of the Vajra Indestructible Body was akin to cheating.

It had already upset the balance of their realms.

He erupted with a powerful surge of battle force, forcing Wang Hao back with one strike, and then took out a bottle of pills, pouring them all into his mouth.

The next moment, he exuded an aura several times stronger than before.

His full head of white hair even turned black.

At this moment, he no longer seemed like an old man at death’s door but had returned to his middle age.

Vitality surged, full of life.

A terrifying flame burst forth; he was completely frenzying.

This was also his last gamble.

Yet it was equally futile, nonetheless.

His attacks still could not break through Wang Hao’s Vajra Indestructible Body.

Hits landed on Wang Hao producing a series of clanging metal impacts.

However, for the moment, Wang Hao couldn’t take him down either.

The two engaged in a fierce hand-to-hand battle, exchanging blow for blow.

"Boom!"

After about an hour of intense combat, the white-haired elder’s strength waned. Wang Hao punched directly through his body, nailing him to the cliff wall.

"Cough!" 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

The white-haired elder let out a loud retch, spitting a mouthful of fresh blood. His appearance grew older again, even more so than before.

His hair reverted to gray and white.

He was exhausted, with no hope of reversing his fate.

He looked at Wang Hao and revealed a bitter smile:

"It’s an honor to die at the hands of someone imbued with the fortune of the Emperor Dao."

"Thank you!"

Wang Hao withdrew his hand, looked at the elder, and bowed respectfully to him.

Indeed!

He was genuinely grateful to the elder.

This hour, the elder served as his sparring partner.

Allowing him to accumulate a large amount of experience in hand-to-hand combat, and even stealing some combat techniques from the elder.

Especially familiarizing him with the control and application of strength while in the Vajra Indestructible Body.

Now he could almost manage it effortlessly.

This was all the elder’s deliberate doing.

Otherwise, there was no need for him to keep engaging in melee combat. He could have entirely used magical methods.

"Hehe."

The elder showed a wry smile:

"Though we are not destined to be master and disciple, seeing you rise as a bright new star, I am satisfied. Being a stepping stone on your path to growth is an honor for me.

In the future, you are destined to stand high in the nine heavens, reviving the glory of my generation of cultivators."

Wang Hao drew the Blade of Plunder.

The old man was a cultivator, and quite a talented one at that.

Killing him would allow for the plundering of a vast amount of Spiritual Power, which should not be wasted.

"Senior brother, senior sister, master, I come to seek you, would you blame me? Would you blame me?"

The white-haired elder closed his eyes, tears of frustration falling down his cheeks.

Wang Hao reversed his grip and sliced off the elder’s head.

Thus, another sect’s legacy was completely severed in this world.

The next moment, like a tidal wave, Spiritual Power surged forth, almost overwhelming Wang Hao.

This Spiritual Power transformed Wang Hao’s body, expanded his meridians, enhanced his strength, and replenished his drained Spiritual Power.

Wang Hao felt extremely comfortable.

It felt even more satisfying than taking down a Big Fatty Bai!

In his joy, Wang Hao couldn’t help but be cautious.

His power was not invincible.

There are always higher mountains, and stronger people!

The white-haired elder’s strength was far superior to his; without the Vajra Indestructible Body, who could say who would have won this battle?

Even if he could kill the white-haired elder with the Heaven-Slaying Sword-Drawing Technique.

He himself would also find it hard to make a clean getaway.

Moreover, depleting all the energy of the Blade of Plunder and greatly draining his own Spiritual Power.

He would be in grave danger.

If someone attacked him, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Hoo~~"

After digesting the Spiritual Power, Wang Hao exhaled a long breath of turbid air, looked at the white-haired elder’s body, and flicked a bolt of thunder, igniting the body and burning it to ashes.

There was nothing of value on the old man’s body.

Over the long years, in an era devoid of Spiritual Qi, anything of value must have long been consumed.

The remaining pills were also consumed by him during the battle.