Supreme Emperor of Swords

Clang!

Ding Hao flicked the sword.

It gave out a long, steady and soft sound, which was very pleasant to the ear.

According to the experience Ding Hao learned from the Saber Master and the Sword Master, he couldn’t even tell what material this sword was made of.

The material looked like gold but was not gold, like iron but was not iron; holding it in his hand, Ding Hao felt as if he were holding a piece of grass, which was light and weightless; as long as he gently brandished the sword, waves of air parted on either side of the sword; the sharpness of the broken blade was almost inconceivable.

“What a good sword! It is indeed a good sword! It’s a pity that it’s broken and incomplete. It is hard to imagine how powerful it was when it was complete!” Ding Hao praised repeatedly, and could not help putting two fingers together and gently touching the sword.

Sizzle!

In the light sound, Ding Hao’s fingertip was cut and there was a trail of blood.

“How sharp it is!” Ding Hao exclaimed.

Where his fingers touched was a crack in the sword, not the blade, but it cut through his skin in an instant.

After these days of tempering, Ding Hao’s body had been comparable to that of the expert at the Two-apertured Martial Emperor Realm, which was almost invulnerable. Even a top-grade magical weapon needed to be urged by an expert to cut his skin. The broken part of the magic sword seemed to be thick and blunt, but it suddenly cut the skin of an expert at the Two-apertured Martial Emperor Realm…

It was really a divine weapon.

With this sword in hand, he would be able to break through the defenses of those experts at the Martial Emperor Realm.

As the blood from Ding Hao’s fingertip dripped onto the blade of the magic sword, it gradually penetrated into the blade and was completely absorbed. Then the previous feeling of connection in Ding Hao’s heart finally became clearer than ever. It was from the magic sword.

Although this was the first time Ding Hao had held the magic sword, the ineffable feeling made him feel as if he had finally found a part of his own body.

The feeling was almost exactly the same as every time he held the rusted sword.

“The magic sword can work for me!”

Ding Hao was overjoyed.

“I just don’t know if the supreme aura that erupted in the magic sword has survived…” After careful observation, Ding Hao tried to inject Qi into the magic sword. Since the magic sword burst out a red flame, and its attribute was fire, this time Ding Hao ran the Heaven Fire Qi in the middle dantian of his chest.

To his surprise, the magic sword perfectly channeled Qi. In just a moment, the Heaven Fire Qi came into the sword as smoothly as circulating in the Qi channel in his body.

Boom!

With the injection of the Heaven Fire Qi, the magic sword had changed.

The strange, intricate lines on the sword, which had been as dark as dried blood vessels, suddenly began to light up, as if blood were flowing in tiny grooves along the lines. Soon Qi filled the whole blade, and then a thin layer of crimson flame burst out from the broken blade, vaguely completing it.

Ding Hao stared at the sword in his hand.

With the changes of the magic sword, the overwhelming supreme aura again appeared in the world.

All the sword fragments in the world of broken swords began to tremble, surrender, worship, and mourn. They paid homage to it with fear, just like when the magic sword actively revived to fight against the rusted sword. But this time, without the balance of the rusted sword’s power, the peerless sword intent and Qi completely conquered everything.

Even the sword tower under Ding Hao’s feet, which was made up of countless long swords, suddenly shone as if a god had descended to the world.

Ding Hao could clearly feel an excited cheer coming from the blade.

It was as if the dragon, trapped in the shallow-water, had returned to the sea, or as if the tiger, lost in plains, had reentered the forest.

It was a cheer that was not willing to be lonely.

It was also the triumph for a king’s return.

Holding the sword, now Ding Hao felt that he was looking down on the world, and no one could match him, but that feeling lasted only a second, because he could not bear it.

The magic sword, like a bottomless pit, was crazily absorbing the Heaven Fire Qi inside him. In an instant, it was about to drain Ding Hao of the Qi in his body; he was about to be sucked dry, and the Qi in the middle dantian of his chest and the six meridians disappeared so fast that it was visible to the naked eye. Ding Hao was shocked. He did not dare to imply any slight, and quickly took back his Qi.

The magic sword then darkened down with slight reluctance.

The crimson pattern on the blade, which had been extremely brilliant, turned pale brown. Without the luster, the sword was still broken, as if it were pieced together by dozens of pieces of iron.

The crimson glow that completed the blade also disappeared.

The magic sword was back to its broken and damaged state, without any leakage of power.

The average person could not realize what incredible power it contained. Ding Hao believed that if he left the magic sword by the side of the road, no one would be interested in it, and even would not pick it up or sell it as scrap because it was so broken.

Ding Hao couldn’t help laughing.

He held the rusted sword in his right hand and the magic sword in his left. He might not look good at this point, but this pair of swords were powerful enough to help him fight against an expert at the Martial Emperor Realm. They would be Ding Hao’s biggest card. The Northern Region was vast, but with this pair of swords, Ding Hao could reach anywhere.

“As the Saintly Being of Saber and Sword, I had only the rusted sword before, and had always wanted a long sword to match it. The Wen Qing Saber fitted me barely, but it finally broke. Now the magic sword has made up for my wish…” Ding Hao was really happy about that.

When the Sword Master and the Saber Master woke up, he could consult the two old monsters.

He wondered if there was a way to remove the rust from the rusted sword and complete the magic sword. At that point, the power of this pair of swords would definitely multiply, and perhaps they could become a divine weapon. That would be a real accomplishment.

Amid Ding Hao’s laughter, Ji Yingqi woke up and opened her eyes.

The long night finally passed, and a ray of golden red sunlight shone on Ding Hao through the clouds in the distance, covering his whole body and the rusted sword and the magic sword in his hands with a layer of golden-red light. At the top of this sword tower, he was like an awakened demon, disdaining the world, blooming holy light, unrivaled, making others dare not to look at him.

Ji Yingqi’s eyes widened. She watched in a trance.

But at this time, the sword tower under their feet suddenly began to shake gently, and then more and more intensely, as if it was about to collapse. Evil Moon and Mengmeng, who were fast asleep, were shaken awake.

Dizzy, the fat cat opened his eyes and cried. “Meow? What’s going on? Damn it, an earthquake? Run, everybody!”

“Quack!” Mengmeng directly jumped on his back, motioning to Evil Moon to flap his wings and run away.

They were like unreliable fools.

Ding Hao was startled, too.

After the magic sword had completely suppressed its magic, something was happening to the sword tower, which was now about to collapse.

This was no laughing matter.

The suppression force of heaven and earth here was so great that even if an expert at the Martial Emperor Realm would be crushed to death, falling from so high in the air. Without hesitation, Ding Hao immediately rushed to carry Ji Yingqi on his back…

As he was about to descend along the blade steps, the sword tower began to tilt. The tall tower was slowly falling toward the west!

Ding Hao could only hold Ji Yingqi tightly, grasp the crimson rock on the top of the sword tower with his other hand, and fix his body on it. As the tower leaned toward the ground, he would play it by ear.

But what he did not expect was that the fall of the tower was not violent, but maintained a very slow speed, as if it was controlled by an invisible force, rather than by gravity.

The whole process lasted two hours.

Two hours later, the strange tower, which was made up of numerous long swords, crashed to the ground with a bang.

All sorts of fragments of metal flew away as metal collided and rang.

Many long swords flew out and cracked.

At that moment, the countless swords that made up the tower spread out like splashing water, and at the same time, they turned into pieces of bright silvery metal. No swords were complete.

Ding Hao jumped to the ground at the moment when the sword tower fell to the ground.

When he looked up again, a purple space vortex gate appeared before his eyes.

He had already come to the end of the ninth part of the West Journey to the Ancient Road, reaching the space gate leading to the 10th part of the West Journey to the Ancient Road.

The sword tower fell down and brought him right here.

“It’s time to leave.” Ding Hao became thoughtful. Everything happening to him here seemed destined.

But at the moment when he finally stepped into the space gate, Ding Hao suddenly thought of something.

He looked over his shoulder and saw the crimson rock where the magic sword had been placed lying between a pair of broken swords. Hesitating for a second, Ding Hao had Evil Moon to take the rock into the space bag.

The sky was faintly light with the dawn.

And it was thick with smoke.

Wang Juefeng sat on a huge rock.

His body was covered with bandages and red blood was seeping through them. Sitting cross-legged, he was seizing the time to recover his Qi.

A fierce battle had just ended.

This was the fourth pass named Pink Gold in the seven passes into the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.

Six days had passed since the attack on the Sword Gate.

It was the biggest war among sects in Snow Province in almost 1,000 years and it was in the heat of the moment. Over the past six days, forces led by big sects, like the Tranquility Academy, the Falling Star Sect, and the Leiyin Sect, had launched more than 100 attacks in a frenzy. After paying a huge price, they finally conquered three passes, including the Sword Gate, the Light Lock, and were approaching the Pink Gold.

After a night of fierce battle, the Pink Gold was in ruins.