Supreme Emperor of Swords

“What? Ding Hao was not dead? He even became the discipline of the Old Monster and became our martial uncle? How was this possible?”

In the main hall, Yin Yifei and Lu Qi were pale.

They were all shocked by that incredible news.

After waiting for a few days, they never thought that what they had waited for was an extremely different and tragic result.

“Everything is unpredictable!” the graceful and flamboyant Flowing Eastward Widely said while smiling wryly and shaking his head, “This time, “Young Master” also miscalculated. Unexpectedly, leader Luo who was always neutral and unwilling to get involved in the faction wanted to save Ding Hao. In addition, there were other people who secretly chose to stand on Ding Hao’s side. Moreover, at the last moment, the Old Monster suddenly broke into the main hall of the Sentencing Hall, and he was rather tough. Even the head of the Heavenly Sword Peak, Tang Folei, chose to make a concession. So “Young Master” had to give up this chance after considering the situation.

“Unexpectedly, that damned Ding Hao’s life was quite long!” Yin Yifei said with an unnatural expression. It was definitely a terrible news for him.

In the past, he could suppress Ding Hao by his identity of martial uncle. But from then on, Ding Hao had in turn become Yin Yifei’s martial uncle. Not only did Yin Yifei completely lost his advantage of seniority, but also his strength was exceeded by Ding Hao, whose might had reached a primordial level.

“What is even worse is that with Ding Hao’s frightful cultivation speed, I am afraid the time I won’t be able to find trouble with him will soon come, let alone turning against him.”

When thinking of that, Yin Yifei felt numb and a chill on his back.

It seemed that anyone who had such a horrible enemy could not eat nor sleep well.

Yin Yifei suddenly began to regret.

If he knew the result in the first place, he wouldn’t have done that.

“When thinking about it thoroughly, from the very beginning, the hatred between myself and Ding Hao was not a conflict that could not be resolved. At that time, if I didn’t deliberately oppress Ding Hao with my seniority, now I wouldn’t have a difficult time with him.” Yin Yifei thought.

Lu Qi had the same thought.

He was more panicked than Yin Yifei. If it were possible for Yin Yifei to resolve the grievances between him and Ding Hao… they had long become mortal enemies because of the matter concerning Zhang Fan.

At that moment, Lu Qi still clearly remembered that when Ding Hao faced him in the Eastern Academy of green shirts that day, he had an unscrupulous killing intent. If it were not for the bad timing, Ding Hao wouldn’t have been able to restrain his killing intent and he would have died.

Unfortunately, regret was useless.

It was said that a single slip may cause a lifelong regret and when looking back it was a hundred years later.

Lu Qi and Yin Yifei looked at each other and saw the remorse in each other’s eyes, which finally turned into fierceness. They knew that they couldn’t turn back, so they had to continue with their conspiracy.

“Then what can we do now? Do we have to let Ding Hao, the scourge, continue being so arrogant and rampant? I really can’t stand it!” Yin Yifei said while gritting his teeth.

“That’s it. It was okay for me and senior brother Yin to swallow the insult up. But we can’t just allow Ding Hao, the villain, to be so smug and swagger before the “Young Master”,” Lu Qi said out of his habitual loyalty to the “Young Master”.

At that time, they felt helpless. Who they could rely on was the condescending “Young Master”.

Deep inside their hearts, both of them felt woeful about their current situation.

The Flowing Eastward Widely in a golden robe glanced at them and finally extended his fingers, writing five words in the void with gold Qi.

“kill him using others’ hands!”

…

In the Heavenly Sword Peak.

Inside the mysterious stone room, blood was still pervading.

In the rectangular Blood Pool, the original boiling blood had completely condensed turning into a huge crimson solid. It looked like a giant egg from the surface, which had seemingly natural-formed ripples and it stood quietly in the middle of the Blood Pool.

Bang—Bang!

The clear sound of a heartbeat came from the giant crimson egg.

The sound had a strange rhythm which seemed to be in accordance with the Divine Law. It was not urgent nor slow and it was calm and powerful. When the sound wave was superimposed every ten times, it would release a very powerful force, which shook the strong stone walls of the mysterious stone room, becoming badly chipped.

As time went by, the sound of such heartbeat became more and more clear and powerful.

Suddenly—

“Crack!”

There came a faint crack from the crimson egg. In the middle of the Blood Pool, there were dense and small cracks branching from the crimson giant egg crack. It seemed that a terrible monster was going to emerge out from the shell, just like a butterfly did.

As the cracks grew more and more, suddenly with a “bang”, a fist came out.

A white and fine fist broke the shell from the inside and then stretched out. The five fingers clenched tightly just as tough and powerful as a white hammer.

In the next moment, the entire giant crimson egg was completely broken.

A robust naked figure appeared among the crimson debris.

After flexing its wrist, the figure growled. Its white teeth were like sharp daggers. Its beast-like countenance could not be seen clearly in the shadow. An intense tyrannical killing intent spread in the entire stone room.

“Ding Hao, I hope you have not died. Because in this world, only I can kill you! You must die in my hands!”

The gloomy laughter filled the air.

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Ding Hao did not follow the Old Monster, Qi Qingshan to the legendary Sword-hidden Peak, after the end of the joint trials between the six palaces.

He still returned to the number eight academy of the Eastern Academy of green shirts.

After Zhang Fan left, Li Yunqi quietly moved to the number eight academy while seen by the envious eyes of countless people. He became Ding Hao and Wang Xiaoqi’s new roommate.

At the moment, the Eastern Academy of green shirts had no head and became a total mess.

Although voices of the disciples from the Eastern Academy of green shirts were very high, they hoped Ding Hao could stand up and preside over the East House during that wind and rain, but Ding Hao had never mingled with the East House.

Everyone could tell that after the matter concerning Zhang Fan, Ding Hao’s sense of identify with the Eastern Academy of green shirts had become faint.

Almost every day, he practiced in the yard without going out and lived a life of asceticism.

Li Yiruo, the most beautiful lady among the five academies, delivered meals to his door personally.

During that period, there were many people in the Sect bringing all kinds of gifts to visit Ding Hao. However, they were all rejected. In fact, they could not even leave the gifts, let alone see Ding Hao.

“Ding Hao was so terrible. As a successor disciple of the inner core, I couldn’t even see him. Who does he think he is?”

An inner disciple who was rejected by Ding Hao said indignantly.

Gradually, more and more people who was rejected began to resent that, thinking that Ding Hao was a little bit smug since he didn’t want to see them.

But all that changed radically on the sixth day.