Supreme Emperor of Swords

“Senior Brother Ding is not in the Snow Province.” Fang Tianyi calmed down.

In the past, he didn’t think he was qualified to talk or fight with Mu Tianyang–a peerless genius from the Tranquility Academy in the Snow Province. Now, however, he felt very confident in himself and believed that he could face Mu Tianyang calmly even though the latter was much more powerful than before.

He was confident because he had unparalleled magical power too.

“When Ding Hao comes back, please tell him that I’ll be waiting for him at the cliff of the Frozen Peak.” Mu Tianyang withdrew his sword and stood there without any facial expression. He had killed countless masters of the Black-blood Dragon Mercenary Troop today. His intent to kill and will to fight had been vented, so he would not fight or kill again.

Moreover, Ding Hao was the only one that he considered his real opponent.

He was not interested in dealing with disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect like Fang Tianyi.

“Okay.” Fang Tianyi nodded. He knew that there were old grudges between Ding Hao and Mu Tianyang, and Mu Tianyang would surely challenge Ding Hao again. These two most outstanding geniuses in the Snow Province were going to have a fight for sure. After all, two tigers couldn’t share the same mountain.

Mu Tianyang nodded, picked the little girl up with one arm, and turned around to leave.

Fang Tianyi hesitated for a moment and then said, “You have to be careful. The members of the Black-blood Dragon Mercenary Troop that you’ve killed today are a killing force from the Land of Divine Grace. Its power is beyond your imagination, and it has a large number of God Realm Masters. They will definitely come back again. Moreover, a new space gate has appeared between the Land of Divine Grace and the Land of Infinity. More killing forces will come here through the gate, and then a war that is even more terrifying than the holy war between the Demon Clan and the Human Clan will break out. At that time… All living creatures will suffer, and a catastrophe will come.”

Mu Tianyang paused for a moment in the void. Then, he nodded without saying anything and disappeared like a stream of light.

He was heading in the direction of the Tranquility Academy.

Fang Tianyi looked down at the messy Mirror Lake region below and saw some remaining mercenaries of the Black-blood Dragon Mercenary Troop running about, killing or fleeing. As a thought flashed through his mind, countless beams of light flashed on his shoulders and fell down like a rain of light.

In the next moment, shrill screams rang out.

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The remaining mercenaries of the Black-blood Dragon Mercenary Troop were all struck and reduced to ashes by the flashing beams of light.

Fang Tianyi swooped down like a stream of light and entered the Holy Palace of Mysterious Frost in the Northern Region.

Around the Mirror Lake, there were still rising smoke and burning flames.

The people who had experienced the catastrophe gradually came to their senses and cleaned up the mess in a sad mood. Those who had lost their loved ones cursed the invaders loudly. The martial artists of the sects whose bases had been destroyed were busy reporting the damages and losses…

After quite a while…

The alarm in the Holy Palace of Mysterious Frost by the Mirror Lake suddenly sounded. The piercing sound of the alarm bell spread through the air. The bell rang twelve times, hammering the hearts of all the people in the Mirror Lake region.

Everyone’s face changed.

The bell rang twelve times, which meant that the most terrible war was around the corner.

It was a holy war.

This giant bell on the square of War God statues would ring twelve times in succession only when a full-scale holy war broke out. For so many years, it had never rung. People often regarded it as a scenic spot. Its role seemed to be becoming more and more obscure as time went by…

Today, it finally rang.

“What’s going on? Are the former invaders from the Demon Clan?”

“No. Those crazy villains are obviously human beings…”

“Let’s go to the Holy Palace of Mysterious Frost and ask about it.”

“It seems that a great disaster is coming.”

Everyone was in a state of panic, discussing the situation.

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The Land of Divine Grace.

The Mountain Gate of Fortune.

The disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect were practicing under the instructor’s guidance in the light of dawn.

This place was full of Spiritual Qi and looked like a fairyland. The Swordsmanship-seeking Sect had been based here for nearly two years, and its power had been on the rise. The cultivation levels of all the disciples of the sect had also been rising rapidly.

Back then, more than ten thousand people came here with Ding Hao.

All the people who moved from the Land of Infinity to the Land of Divine Grace went through a period in which their strength soared rapidly. Moreover, the Spiritual Qi at the Mountain Gate of Fortune became more abundant than before. The members of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect had reached higher cultivation levels, except for some people from the slums district who were too old to practice martial arts. Most members of the younger generation had reached the Primordial level…

The average level of nominal disciples who were Ding Hao’s peers was now higher than the Martial King level. Some extraordinarily gifted disciples such as Zhuo Ziyan, Murong Shengnan, Li Yunqi, Ren Xiaoyao, Lyu Kuang, Dong Yi, Cao Yan, and Chen Sheng had all reached the Martial Emperor level.

Even Zhong Dajun, who was obsessed with running a business and didn’t like martial arts, practiced martial arts under the cynical man’s pressure and managed to reach the Martial King level.

The cynical man named Wang Juefeng and the female pharmacist named Ximen Qianxue, who used to be skilled masters of the sect, had reached the Semi Sage Realm.

Li Lan was highly gifted. With Ding Hao’s special care and help, she had a chance to enter the Sage Realm directly. Unfortunately, she fell behind with martial arts practice because she devoted too much energy to managing the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect and the Celestial Master Tribal Alliance. She had just become a five-apertured Martial Emperor.

Zhang Fan, another great master of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, had been cultivating in seclusion for two years. He practiced the 24 Moves of the Saber Technique and the Supreme Kung Fu Devoted by Ten Emperors day and night, but he rarely showed his moves to others. He had entered a strange state of cultivation. No one knew what level he had reached or how powerful he was now.

There was a time when Wang Juefeng went to the Back Mountain and challenged Zhang Fan. In less than half an hour, he came back battered and bruised.

“Damn it! I was just joking, but that brat took it seriously and went all out to fight me. If it had been for the fact that I can’t beat him, I would have surely kicked his ass…”

The disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect still remembered the way Wang Juefeng cursed at that time.

After two years of continuous practice, the strength and cultivation level of many disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect had improved greatly. They became impatient to test what they had learned. Internal martial arts competitions within the sect could no longer satisfy their passion for showing what they’d got. They wanted to show their skills in the real world of martial arts outside the sect.

During that period of time, a piece of news spread among the disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect–

Ding Hao, who was known as the Highest Elder of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, the miracle maker of the sect, and the martial arts mainstay of the whole sect and had left for more than half a year, finally returned from the Ocean Forest.

It was said that Ding Hao had already made a name for himself in the world outside.

He came back with a plan this time. He planned to go to the Swordsmanship-seeking Mountain with some disciples to take revenge on the super sects that forced the people of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect to leave their home, such as the River Palace and the Hidden Fragrance Peak.

The news made countless disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect boil with excitement.

The Swordsmanship-seeking Sect had already gained the trump card and power to contend with any super sect in the Northern Region and even face super sects like the River Palace head-on. Moreover, it was a good time to seek revenge. At the thought of overwhelming the River Palace and shocking the entire Northern Region, every disciple of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect was excited.

Every disciple wanted to return to the Swordsmanship-seeking Mountain on the Land of Infinity with Ding Hao.

Countless disciples desperately wanted an opportunity to fight alongside an idol of the sect like Ding Hao.

Sure enough, a large-scale martial arts competition was held within the sect.

The competition involved all the people of the sect, including many masters of the older generation. All participants were boiling with passion and looking forward to a chance to return to Swordsmanship-seeking Mountain.

The competition lasted for more than half a month.

In the end, three thousand disciples and high-level officials of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect were elected to form an expedition team. They would return to the Land of Infinity and rebuild the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect there together with one thousand physical cultivators carefully selected from the Celestial Master tribes.

It was not difficult to imagine what an incredible impact such a force could cause when it reached the Snow Province in the Northern Region.

Undoubtedly, the pattern of all the powers in the Northern Region would be reset at that time.

The Swordsmanship-seeking Sect had the qualification and strength to stand among the super sects on the Land of Infinity.

One day, Ding Hao finally showed up in front of all the disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect.

Loud cheers and excited shouts instantly rang out and resounded through the Mountain Gate of Fortune. Countless disciples fixed their eyes on Ding Hao with great admiration. When Ding Hao smiled and waved to them, they cheered more loudly.

Those who hadn’t seen the scene of countless masters above the Primordial level bursting into cheers might never know how it felt like for the rest of their lives.

Li Lan, who was in a long white palace dress, was standing beside Ding Hao with a smile on her face.

She was very satisfied with Ding Hao’s prestige throughout the whole Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. She was devoted to the undertakings of the sect, but she earnestly hoped that her husband could get better and better in his career. She didn’t mind the fact that Ding Hao was more prestigious than her within the sect, though she was the sect leader. Instead, she was happy with it.

In fact, given the way he behaved, Ding Hao would be considered an outlier in any sect.

Normally, he was nowhere to be found, and he never cared about power and status. It seemed difficult for him to build up his prestige. However, whenever the troubled Swordsmanship-seeking Sect faced a crisis, he would show up and become the one who turned the tide.

That made him almost legendary. He gained greater admiration and respect from high-level officials like Li Lan and became even more prestigious.

Zhang Fan, Li Yiruo, Ren Xiaoyao, and others stood by him.

Six to seven years was not a long time, but these nominal disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect had already become the very core of the sect. They were the people who became the most powerful high-level officials in the shortest time in the history of the sect.

“I can’t wait to go back to the Snow Province,” Li Yunqi murmured.

“Me too,” Lyu Kuang, the Crazy Kuang, said.

Everyone was burning with a fighting spirit.

The final departure ceremony was conducted according to the ancient traditions of the sect under bright sunshine. Ding Hao, Li Lan, and other high-level officials of the sect got down on their knees in front of the memorial tablets of the ancestors of all generations and paid tribute to the ancestors.

The memorial tablets of Li Jianyi, Qi Qingshan, and Tang Folei were shining with golden light.

The three of them were the senior leaders of the sect who had the greatest influence on the sect’s fate. They defended the sect’s right to survive and exist with their blood. Had it not been for them, the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect would have long ceased to exist.

“Father, Martial Uncle, Great Martial Uncle, you’re now in heaven and embraced by stars. You will see how the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect dominates the world.” Li Lan silently swore to herself on her knees in front of the ancestors’ memorial tablets.