Supreme Emperor of Swords

He did not know how well Yu Miejue had recovered, or whether she could still activate the God-suppressing Seal. If these super-forces and Sages were to suddenly attack together and put the blame on the Demon Clan, they would most likely succeed in such a chaotic situation.

Ding Hao could not just stand by and watch.

Since he was already involved in this, he had to do his best to help the girl.

Wen Duoqing continued to challenge a few more opponents. He would always retreat after a single strike. Protected by the wizen-faced Great Saint of the Demon Clan, he seemed like a tourist on this chaotic and horrible battlefield. No one could stop him.

The opponents he had challenged were almost all young experts of the Human Clan.

Unfortunately, after his exchange with Yu Miejue, almost no one could take a single strike from him.

Either that person would be seriously injured, or his body would explode and he would die.

Knowing that the Sand of Time, one of the Three Great Divine Artifacts, had fallen into Wen Duoqing’s hands, more and more Human Clan experts began attacking this demon genius frantically, trying to kill him and seize the artifact.

Buzz!

Someone had taken out a top-grade Precious Weapon and turned it into a gourd. Its mouth was aimed at Wen Duoqing, trying to suck him in with its horrific power!

Another took out his divine sword. The sword radiance was like lightning as he attacked stealthily from behind.

“If we kill him, the Divine Artifact will be ours…”

Many had lost their senses. There were frenzied cries everywhere.

Many demon experts also wanted to assassinate this genius stealthily and seize his Divine Artifact. Like many humans, many in the Demon Clan were scheming to kill him.

The high-profile Wen Duoqing had become the target of their attacks and hatred.

Unfortunately for them, the wizen-faced Demon Saint was protecting him. He disarmed these attempts on Wen Duoqing’s life. The terrifying Demon Saint flicked the golden-purple gourd with a finger and detonated it instantly. He then blew on the divine sword. It shattered, its fragments falling like useless iron shards…

Wen Duoqing did not use the Sand of Time at all throughout these attacks.

Weaving through the fighters on the battlefield, he would challenge every powerful Human Clan expert he met. This life-and-death battlefield had become his whetstone. He was trying to confirm his true power.

A few Martial Sages of the Human Clan began to pay attention to this demon genius.

They would not hesitate to attack a junior and seize his Divine Artifact at the right moment. The wizen-faced Great Saint of the Demon Clan would not be able to stop them all if they joined forces.

Wen Duoqing also realized this.

But he was obviously not bothered by it. As relaxed as ever, he glided here and there on the battlefield, drawing all the attention.

The battlefield was extremely chaotic. More and more experts were killed.

On the other side.

Luo Guantian, Yue Tianxing, Wei Wubing, and the others all had evil intentions. They had already surrounded Yu Miejue, edging toward her from every direction, stealthily and undetectably. Some of the experts formerly with these Martial Sages had mingled with the fighters and were now less than 20 yards from the three little giants.

“They’re about to attack…”

Ding Hao’s heart skipped a beat, and the devil saber and the rusted sword instantly appeared in his hands.

At this moment…

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The ground under his feet suddenly quaked without warning.

The entire Dark Palace began to tremble, as if hit by an earthquake. Cracks appeared on the ground and spread rapidly. Numerous bottomless fissures, emitting cold and sinister air, appeared under their feet.

“What’s going on?”

“What’s happening?”

Both sides were shocked and angry. Soon, the whole earth had almost completely split open. There was no room for them to even stand. Everyone activated their power and froze themselves in the sky. Nearly 10,000 balls of light shimmered in the air.

The battle slowly came to a halt after this shocking and devastating event.

The Human Clan and the Demon Clan eyed each other warily and slowly separated.

This sudden change also shocked Yue Tianxing, Luo Guantian, and the other masters at the Sage Realm. As they did not know what was happening, they postponed their former plan and went on full alert.

A power that could destroy the Dark Palace could definitely threaten a Sage.

They had to be wary.

“What’s that…?” Someone cried out in alarm.

After the ground under their feet cracked, glimmers of silvery, flowing light gradually seeped out of the dark cracks. Soon, the silvery glimmers increased in numbers, completely overwhelming the fissured earth. These glimmers of light seemed to be engulfing the earth, bit by bit!

There was no aura of power in the silvery light.

“Is that… sunlight?”

Ding Hao was surprised.

Sunlight from the depths of the earth?

It was so bizarre!

All the experts exchanged glances. They could also see from where those glimmers of light had emerged.

Crash!

There was a sudden, muffled crash.

Something seemed to have shattered.

The next moment, strange deafening screams could be heard from within the silvery sunlight, like crashing waves breaking. Then, countless shining greenish figures, burst out impatiently of the light like mountain torrents!

“Spirits of the Dead! They’re the 10,000-year-old Spirits of the Dead!”

“Be careful! These filthy things can turn into mists!”

Someone shouted a warning after identifying these greenish figures.

Although the experts had sworn not to fear these dead creatures, the number of the Spirits of the Dead was far more than they had imagined. They streamed out of the earth like tides. Everyone was made uneasy when they saw these hordes emerging like tsunamis.

Boom!

Someone had attacked. A crimson Qi flame surged up the sky like a long dragon.

A few thousand of these Spirits of the Dead were instantly burned into ashes.

Physical attacks were ineffective against these Spirits of the Dead, but the Qi of the Human Clan experts and the Demon Aura of the Demon Clan experts—both extreme Yang energy—could instantly destroy a large number of them.

“Hiss, hiss, hiss…”

The nauseating hisses of these eerie Spirits of the Dead reverberated everywhere.

These crazy creatures did not care if their opponents were demons or humans. They were like zombies eager for flesh and blood, launching indiscriminate attacks without fearing death at all. Although they saw the lethal flames coming at them, they still charged without flinching.

Like moths flying into a flame!

There were just too many of them. They were like fountains spurting out of the cracks in the earth. In the blink of an eye, they had almost overwhelmed the entire Dark Palace.

“Kill them!”

“A bunch of disrespectful monsters! Kill them all!”

“So what if they come in great numbers? They’re too weak. They can’t pose a threat to us at all!”

After the initial shock, the Human Clan experts soon detected the true power of these Spirits of the Dead. They could easily kill off tens of thousands of them. The majority of the Human Clan experts became confident and relaxed, since their power far exceeded that of these spirits.

“Hahaha, the realm’s oppressive power is gone. We can run our Qi at will. It’ll be easy killing these Spirits of the Dead!”

An expert laughed loudly.

He was Yue Tianxing’s trusted aide. As he spoke, he stared meaningfully at the bronze-skinned middle-aged Martial Sage. Then, he transformed himself into a stream of light and charged into the Spirits of the Dead fearlessly, like a delighted crimson shark cruising in the blue ocean. His body flickered with blazing flames and Qi. He did not need to attack at all. Numerous Spirits of the Dead would shriek and be burned into ashes wherever he passed.

Many warriors of the Human Clan followed suit.

The power displayed by these Spirits of the Dead was no threat at all. When they thought back on how their relatives and friends were killed by these Spirits of the Dead when they were trapped in the light cells in the Sea of Opulent Buildings, unable to exert their Qi power, they felt really angry. Now was a good time to vent their anger and take revenge.

Although countless Spirits of the Dead were streaming out from everywhere like seawater, they could not get close to the experts. They would be burned into ashes by their scorching Qi from several hundred yards away.

However, some warriors were more cautious.

They had gathered, waiting and observing quietly.

From within the crowd, Ding Hao did not attack.

He had once used his Third Eye to look through the walls of the Towering Buddha Pagoda to the outside world. He knew that the bronze-skinned middle-aged Martial Sage was right. These Spirits of the Dead were not frightening. The really scary person was that destruction shadow controlling these spirits.

Since the Spirits of the Dead were already attacking them, it meant that that figure with black fathomless eyes and lethal destructive power would be here too.

These blindly optimistic warriors would soon meet their doom.

Ding Hao did not try to talk sense into them.

If they would not listen to a Martial Sage, they would not believe him either, even if he stood out and told them what he had seen.

Ding Hao secretly put a piece of 10,000-year-old ginseng in his mouth, trying his best to absorb its medicinal effects and quickly replenish his strength.

All around him, the Spirits of the Dead gushed like seawater, blocking his line of sight. He could not see if the Demon Clan experts far away were as optimistic as their human counterparts. His intuitive Mind Essential was making him more and more uneasy.

“Some terrifying existence is slowly approaching…”

A mountain seemed to be weighing down on his heart. He felt suffocated.

“Be careful, everyone. Better retreat and erect a formation to fight our enemies… There’s danger coming!” The bronze-skinned Martial Sage was still trying to convince the Human Clan experts attacking the Spirits of the Dead. As a master at the Sage Realm, his intuition had also alerted him to the danger.

“Haha, senior, you’re too cautious!”

The Martial Grand Emperor who first entered the sea of ghouls laughed.

“Don’t worry, we didn’t notice anything unusual. Those Spirits of the Dead shouldn’t pose a threat to us. Let’s kill them all quickly. Most importantly, we must take back that Divine Artifact from the Demon Clan…” The Aloof Man, Yue Tianxing, said with a smile.