Supreme Emperor of Swords

The Bi Fang opened its beak, shooting out several hundred streams of similar flames.

The space had been contorted by the terrible soaring temperature, making a sizzling sound as if it were melting. The red flames turned into incomparably massive and fiery Bi Fang clones, hurtling toward the Demon Aura clouds.

“Roar!”

“Roar, roar…”

Within the Demon Aura clouds, roars resembling those of behemoths were heard, one after another. The powerful figures of the Demon Clan also manifested in their true forms, displaying their magical skills. Five-colored Divine Light glowed from the clouds, intermingling with the fiery clones of the Bi Fang, tearing them like wild beasts with their fangs.

In the distance, Ding Hao’s eyes were staring wide open.

This battle was at a level he had never seen before.

The Bi Fang was extremely fierce. As soon as it opened its beak, the emerging flames would change into illusionary clones of the Bi Fang, soaring out. Each at the Sage Realm, they could annihilate the heaven and earth. The powerful figures of the Demon Clan loomed in the Demon Aura clouds, spewing Demon Aura as they unleashed their innate powers. Their Demon Aura was like viscous liquid, in full control of the wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, destroying the fiery Bi Fang clones repeatedly.

Ding Hao found himself totally fascinated.

If it weren’t for this formation in front set up by the Demon Clan, Ding Hao would have gone crazy and entered the battlefield, to get a better feel of its boundless energy and the changes in the Power of the Rules. Even if he did not die, he would have been badly injured.

“Achoo… Zzzzzz…”

All of a sudden, the sound of snoring could be heard.

The coarse-looking old man, Tianshu, had dozed off, snoring away happily.

Ding Hao was speechless.

Only an old son of a bitch like him, who worked only for profit, would be indifferent to such a wonderful battle at the Holy War level. Perhaps only when the two sides had been badly injured would he be motivated enough to dash up and grab something.

Snores could also be heard in his arms.

That Demon King, Evil Moon, had also fallen asleep.

Ding Hao shook his head and continued watching the battle in the distance.

This confrontation was just like the legendary scenarios of the computer games in his previous life on Earth. It was totally bizarre. Their magical powers quite simply exceeded the limit of Ding Hao’s imagination.

Without him quite realizing it, half a day had passed.

The battle between the Bi Fang and the Demon Clan had also reached a climax.

Ding Hao suddenly wondered why this earth-shattering battle had not attracted the other forces in Bone-burying Forest. Was it because the Demon Clan had already forestalled them, or were there many like him, concealed in the darkness waiting for this fierce battle to end, so as to reap some reward like the proverbial oriole?

When he thought of this, he broke out in cold sweat. He released his Divine Senses to the full.

Now that Ding Hao’s Mind Essential had reached the “My Thoughts and I Are One” Realm, it was brutal and powerful, smooth and silent. As he released it outwards, it could not be detected by ordinary people at all, and covered a radius of five kilometers.

Soon, vigilance appeared on Ding Hao’s face.

Sure enough, many were hiding in the dark, ready to attack.

Ding Hao’s Divine Senses had detected at least four or five concealed energy fluctuations.

These warriors were extremely powerful, their method of concealment also most subtle. Ding Hao could only vaguely detect their presences using his Divine Senses, but he did not really know who they were.

“Looks like it won’t be easy to seize the treasures on this Bi Fang.”

Ding Hao came up with a careful plan.

He advanced slowly. Under Uncle Tianshu’s silver cloak, no one had detected his presence. His Divine Senses kept probing the heavens and the earth. It took him two or three hours to explore the formation space around this battlefield once through.

The result thoroughly alarmed him.

There were at least several dozen forces concealed around the battlefield, ready to attack. Some were of the Demon Clan, while others were of the Human Clan. They were all extremely powerful, waiting for the right opportunity to strike.

By now, it was already midnight.

In the distance, the battle within the formation had reached a climax.

Half of the feathers on the Bi Fang’s body had been knocked away. When it opened its beak, a bluish fluid would trickle down the corner of its beak. It was clearly badly wounded. The flames it spewed had weakened, while its breath was also faint. It seemed to be losing.

At the same time, the Demon Aura clouds in the sky had also thinned.

By now, Ding Hao could see the true forms of these powerful Demon figures hiding in clouds.

There were a total of six Great Demons, towering like mountains.

One was a snowy-white pangolin. There were another two green bulls with gigantic horns and stripes on their bodies. The other three were a colossal ancient charred tree, a two-headed flood dragon, and a horrific scarlet blood ant. They were the true forms of these Great Demons.

These six Great Demons were like prehistoric behemoths. Demonic Qi swirled all over their bodies, as each occupied one area, controlling different powers and erecting a strange formation. The formation was constantly depleting energy within the space, trying to exhaust the Bi Fang to death.

“It’s a pity that this Bi Fang is still underage and has not reached its peak strength. Otherwise, it would have broken through the formation long ago…” To his surprise, Uncle Tianshu had woken up, wiping his saliva and sighing. He said with a smile, “Get ready. It will be our turn soon.”

Ding Hao explained to him what he had found out earlier.

“Haha, I already knew those thieves would be here to grab such a rare opportunity. But if they think they can fight me who’s waiting to clobber in ambush here, hehe, they must have overestimated themselves.” Uncle Tianshu was brimming with confidence, and did not care a rap about them.

Ding Hao could not figure out what had given this coarse-looking old man such confidence.

Based on his earlier observations, they could not afford to underestimate these several dozen “orioles” hiding nearby. These warriors weren’t inferior to the two of them at all.

“Listen to my command when the time comes. If I order you to attack, you mustn’t bother about anything else. Just dash up with this fat cat, and then… Hehehe, all the treasures on the Bi Fang will be ours!” The coarse-looking old man bared his yellow teeth as gleaming saliva slithered down the corner of his mouth.

Ding Hao nodded and asked, “Alright, I shall listen to your command, at first anyway… Oh, by the way, what about you?”

“I’ll cover you from behind,” Uncle Tianshu said matter-of-factly.

Ding Hao was speechless.

As they spoke, victory was clinched at last by one of the sides.

One of the six Great Demons, the giant pangolin whose entire body was as white as silver, could not stand it anymore. Curling up its gigantic body, it instantly shrank to a dozen meters long. Like a rapidly rotating wheel, it buzzed and roared, leaving trails in the void as it steamrolled toward the Bi Fang.

“Screech—!”

With a wrathful screech, the Bi Fang opened its beak and spewed out several dozen streams of scarlet flames.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the sky, the other powerful figures of the Demon Clan also attacked. The gray flood dragon opened its mouth, spewing a black column of water. The colossal charred tree extended its branches. The two green bulls with bloodshot eyes directly rammed with the giant horns on their heads. The crimson blood ant’s forehead, like a gigantic pair of divine scissors, also flew out from its body, turning into a flowing beam of light, surging downward.

Their division of labor was very clear.

The other powerful figures of the Demon Clan intercepted the giant shadowy clones of the Bi Fang that had morphed from the scarlet flames, while the Silver Snow Pangolin King directly crushed the Bi Fang, now no longer as nimble as before.

Boom!

In the end, the pangolin’s body, spinning at high speed, rammed heavily against the Bi Fang’s body.

With a mournful shriek, the Bi Fang’s blue feathers scattered, bursting into flames. Half of its feathers had been knocked away. One of its wings broke, while its hot blood flowed like lava. It could not stay in the air and dropped, plummeting to the ground.

On the other hand, the several dozen bones on the Silver Snow Pangolin King’s sharp spine had also fractured. Its silver scaly armor was also charged by the high temperature. It had sustained a serious injury.

“Hahaha, let’s see where you can run to.”

The colossal charred tree spoke in human tongue, as its majestic mountain-like body swayed. Countless black branches enveloped the sky and the sun like strangling arms, madly spreading out toward the plummeting Bi Fang.

At this moment, the other powerful figures of the Demon Clan also unleashed their magical powers and attacked.

“Screech—!”

The Bi Fang fell into a sea of fire. Its single leg continued to hop and dodge, as it screeched furiously, spewing flames repeatedly in retaliation. Its last intact wing flapped, as the raging flames on the ground soared upward like a huge tide, sweeping over.

However, it was still underage and had not reached its peak strength. Trapped inside the formation, it had depleted too much of its Power of the Origin. Moreover, it was injured, so its counterattack was not as effective as before.

In the twinkling of an eye, the Demons’ attacks had hit the Bi Fang again and again.

In the end, it seemed too powerless to retaliate or dodge, trapped in the endless spreading branches of the colossal charred tree.

“Hahaha…” The charred Demonic Tree laughed maniacally.

Its trunk shook, as its branches shattered the space. It was going to grab the Bi Fang’s body and leave directly.

“Ridiculous! Black Wood Patriarch, we agreed to join forces and split the body after killing this Bi Fang. Do you want to grab everything yourself?” The Silver Snow Pangolin King flashed, turning into a burly man in silver armor, his eyes shooting out silvery light as he glared at the colossal charred tree.

“Haha, it all depends on how good you are.” The colossal charred tree’s booming voice was like thunder.

It gave off a strange rotten stench. Its trunk with a mottled human face spread out its branches like human limbs. It was an ancient tree that had turned fortuitously into a Demon after several dozen million years, energized by thunder and lightning.

“How dare you! If we hadn’t attacked, the Bi Fang would have burned you into a pile of coke!” The gray flood dragon’s massive body coiled. Like an ancient mountain, it sprawled in the void with its great shadow, looking extremely frightening.

However, the two Green Bull Demons did not say a word as they unleashed their four gigantic bull clones. Like heavenly knives, they morphed into flowing light, instantly severing the black branches that were trapping the Bi Fang, snatching it away.

“Hey hey, did you see that? I knew all along that these morons are going to fight among themselves.”

The coarse-looking old man, Tianshu, said gloatingly, picking his nose and flicking a booger that resembled a pill.

The strengths of these powerful figures of the Demon Clan were horrific. They were the overlords of this region—well-informed, experienced, and with extraordinary insight and knowledge. They would not have fallen out with one another if the Bi Fang was not a great treasure. Its assets were simply too rare and too precious. Even warriors of their status were acting like ordinary men consumed by greed, resulting in another fight.