Supreme Emperor of Swords

Chapter 1135 The Ones Who Live in Their Memories

Ding Xinghua said calmly, "Seventh Brother, you came earlier than us. Aren't you even hastier than us? "

"This man is Ding Xingjin, the Seventh Divine Prince. He has been attached to the Fake God Emperor on the surface over the years. He is extremely powerful and has many henchmen. Half a year ago, when the Fake God Emperor died, he decisively eliminated the henchmen of the Fake God Emperor. Now, he is one of the great factions in the Divine Capital. He is determined to get the throne. Be careful while dealing with him," Ding Busi whispered in Ding Hao's ear.

Ding Hao nodded.

Not all of the 13 Divine Princes followed Ding Shengtan or the 13th Divine Prince Bai Wuji in the past. Some of them wanted to take the throne and had great power. However, they were overshadowed by the brilliance of the two peerless geniuses in the past and could not compete for it, so their power was not noticed. However, once the two geniuses became history, these people would show strong power and means.

Obviously, Ding Xingjin was one of these people.

And he was not the only one who had done that.

At this moment, Ding Xingjin's eyes fell on Ding Hao. He looked at him carefully, and a smile flashed across his face. He said, "Is this child our eldest brother's son? Why doesn't he look like him?"

Ding Xinghua snorted and said, "Seventh Brother, it's getting late. Stop saying these meaningless things. Please get out of the way. Everything will be clear when Hao opens the ancestral temple with his bloodline."

Ding Xingjin did not answer, but changed the topic and said, "Our eldest brother was a man of great martial arts talent. His son must be a young genius. I'm very curious. If this child is really our eldest brother's son, how much strength does he have compared with our eldest brother in the past? We can't have any useless people sneak into our Ding family, who will only bring shame to all of us!"

"Seventh Brother, what do you mean by saying that?" Ding Xingxue, who had been silent, asked angrily.

Ding Xingjin laughed and glanced at Ding Xingxue casually. With a disdainful look, he said, "Ninth Brother, it seems that you haven't learned your lesson over the years. Since you've lost your power and look so old, why don't you go back and recuperate? Maybe you can live a few more years. If you go to bat for someone regardless of your strength, I'm afraid you will not only end up being imprisoned."

"How dare you!" Ding Xingxue was furious and choked with anger.

Ding Hao also frowned.

Ding Xingjin was quite arrogant and undisguised. He not only looked down on Ding Xingxue but also threatened him. They weren't like brothers at all. Ding Hao even felt a little bit of killing intent from his tone.

"Third Uncle, Fourth Uncle, let's go. It's more important to enter the ancestral temple." Ding Hao did not even look at Ding Xingjin and went straight ahead.

Although Ding Xingjin was Ding Xingjin's uncle, he gave him a feeling that he was not even as generous and dignified as the Fake God Emperor. Ding Hao was originally a soul who had time-traveled here. He might not have a great sense of belonging to the Ding family. Just because of his physical bloodline, he was grateful to Ding Shengtan. Later, Ding Xinghua, Ding Xingmu, and the others treated Ding Hao with all their heart and soul. Ding Hao was naturally very grateful to them.

But Ding Xingjin was different from any of them.

For the sake of his father and uncles, Ding Hao would not argue with him too much, but if Ding Xingjin really wanted to stand out and ask for a slap in the face, Ding Hao would not hesitate to grant him what he wanted.

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"Stop! Did I allow you to leave?" Ding Xingjin was stunned and said, "At such a young age, you don't know how to respect your elders. What will you do when you grow up? A street urchin like you wants to enter the Ding family? You must be delusional!"

As soon as he said that, not only Ding Hao's face was cold, but also Ding Xinghua, Ding Xingmu, and others were furious.

"Seventh Brother, what do you mean by this? Are you going to stop me?" Ding Xinghua suppressed his anger and questioned Ding Xingjin.

Ding Xingjin said with a fake smile, "I just want to prevent someone from disguising himself as our elder brother's child and tarnishing the glory of our Ding family. You say that he is the heir of our elder brother. If you have any evidence to prove his identity, show it. It will not be too late to enter the ancestral temple by then."

"What evidence do you want? As long as he drips his blood on the divine sword, the gate of the ancestral temple can be opened. At that time, everything will be clear," Ding Xingmu said seriously.

"Hahahaha." Ding Xingjin laughed and said, "What if he can't open the gate of the ancestral temple? Wouldn't his lowly blood stain the divine sword? I will never allow such a thing to happen."

"You…" Ding Xingxue said angrily, "This is simply sophistry."

Ding Xingjin glanced at him and said disdainfully, "Haha, get out of my way, you useless man."

Hearing this, Ding Hao couldn't help snorting and said, "I'm not interested in opening the ancestral temple at first. If it weren't for my father, I wouldn't even want to step into the Divine Capital. However, some fake bullies keep provoking me. Hah, I AM going to open the ancestral shrine today. I'd love to see who dares to stop me."

As he spoke, Ding Hao took a step forward and walked straight ahead.

"Presumptuous!"

"You're asking for it!"

The two experts standing behind Ding Xingjin scolded loudly and started to attack Ding Hao's vital parts, which was extremely cruel and insidious.

"Scram!"

Ding Hao took another step forward. He did not make any moves, but his momentum was slightly released. With a boom, the two experts were sent flying backward and into the distant sky. No one knew where they were.

"You little bastard, how dare you!" Ding Xingjin was shocked and scolded Ding Hao.

Before he could finish speaking, Ding Hao looked up at him, and his eyes were as bright as the divine sword of judgment. Ding Xingjin only felt that his body was extremely heavy in an instant as if he had been crushed by countless primeval mountains. His knees went limp, and with his one-apertured cultivation, he could no longer stand up. He knelt with a plop and remained to prostrate in the direction of the ancestral temple.

"You…" Ding Xingjin was almost scared out of his wits, and his mind went completely blank.

"How could this be?

"How could this little bastard be so powerful?

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"He just gave me a look, and it was enough to make me instantly lose my ability to resist. What realm is he in?"

"How dare a good-for-nothing like you covet the position of the God Emperor? When my father was framed and hunted down by Bai Wuji, you didn't uphold justice or protect the purity of the bloodline of the Ding family. You knelt respectfully under the throne of the Fake God Emperor. After he died, you only showed up to make trouble. Everyone knows about your despicable intention. Compared with my Ninth Uncle, you are just a clown. Kneel here and worship the ancestral temple while you repent sincerely!"

Ding Hao's every word resounded in the ears of everyone.

After that, Ding Hao slowly and firmly walked toward the ancestral temple on the divine mountain.

Ding Xingjin was trembling all over. It was as if he had been frozen. He could not move and knelt on the spot.

Ding Xinghua and the other two looked at each other. Although they had long known that Ding Hao's strength was amazing, the gap between his strength and Ding Xingjin's still shocked them. Ding Xingjin deserved it. These days, he had been fanning the flames of trouble and taking charge of an important force. His selfish desires had made the whole Divine Capital restless. Today, he stopped them and what he said was even greatly malicious. He deserved to kneel here to repent.

In fact, with Ding Hao's current realm and cultivation, he could be regarded as a supreme being in the entire Land of Divine Grace. Regarding martial arts, the one who reached the highest level would be a master. In terms of cultivation and realm alone, Ding Hao could be regarded as the overlord of a region. Even if the Fake God Emperor was reborn or the dominators of the Feather Clan, the Sea Clan, and the Beast Clan were here, they would be treated equally with Ding Hao. They would not have the qualification to be arrogant in front of him, let alone a relatively insignificant figure like Ding Xingjin.

This scene completely shocked everyone. The other experts who followed Ding Xingjin here were also shocked and did not dare to move. They looked at Ding Hao as if they had seen a ghost. For a moment, they did not even dare to breathe.

The people who were secretly preparing to watch the fun all gasped.

The faction of the Third Divine Prince and the others did not have an advantage in the current Divine Capital. It could even be said that it was a weak faction. Almost 20 years had passed. The glory created by the Eldest Divine Prince had long disappeared from the memory of the people in the Divine Capital. Even if some people still remembered the Eldest Divine Prince's deeds back then, what could they do? Memories could not be used as power. Under the temptation of the position of the God Emperor, only real power and influence could represent the right to speak. In many people's eyes, the Third Divine Prince, the Fourth Divine Prince, the Ninth Divine Prince, and the others were poor people living in their memories. The Eldest Divine Prince had died, but these people still wanted to support an unknown boy who was said to be the descendant of the Eldest Divine Prince to become the God Emperor. It was simply a ridiculous joke.

Today, it was said that the Fourth Divine Prince and the others were going to take the unknown boy to the ancestral temple. Someone deliberately spread the news to Ding Xingjin, who was the most impatient, and then countless people were waiting to see the boy make fun of himself.

However, Ding Xingjin turned out to be a huge embarrassment.

The various powers standing in the dark had become supporting characters for this embarrassment.

The unknown brat in their eyes was so powerful that he was capable of causing the entire Divine Capital to tremble.

This kind of extremely strong personal strength, combined with the power of the Third Divine Prince, the Fourth Divine Prince, and the Ninth Divine Prince, as well as the support of some people who also lived in the glory and memory of the Eldest Divine Prince like them, would be truly terrifying. Who could suppress such a force in the Divine Capital? Those forces who had been full of confidence and waiting to watch the show had ugly smiles on their faces at this moment.

Before they could make a response, something strange happened in the ancestral temple.

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Streaks of blood-red light rose into the sky, and the entire divine mountain was whistling and shaking. An extremely powerful and pure bloodline Qi swept through the entire Divine Capital like a hurricane. The invisible force seethed, causing the wind and clouds in the void to surge. The clouds and clouds were in an upsurge, the forests roared, the spiritual beasts roamed, and the cranes danced. The billions of people in the Divine Capital, even those with extremely thin bloodlines of the Ding family, felt a sense of submission and shock from the bottom of their hearts. They couldn't help but kneel in front of the ancestral temple.

"The… the ancestral temple is opening! It's really opened by that unknown brat!"

"Is he really a descendant of the Eldest Divine Prince? How could he have such a pure bloodline from the Ding family? The strange phenomenon in the ancestral temple is amazing. It's almost the same as what happened when the old God Emperor ascended the throne…"