Supreme Emperor of Swords

The forbidden power of the Devil Saber and the Rusted Sword was completely released at this moment.

The ice and flame Qi in Ding Hao’s Twelve Meridians and Six Strange Veins were instantly sucked up by these two mystical forbidden weapons. This was a complete activation. At this moment, the Rusted Sword became transparent, and the Devil Saber turned into flowing blood…

Boom!

The Devil Saber and the Rusted Sword, like lightning, slashed Nalan Xingde’s left wrist at the same time.

Although Nalan Xingde had experienced hundreds of battles, he had been living a comfortable life as the leader of his family who had not risked his life. Therefore, he exposed his weakness this time, which gave Ding Hao a chance.

Nalan Xingde’s face changed.

Even though his wrist was covered by the silver light of the Immortal Artifact, he still felt the sharp pain of fractures. For an instant, Nalan Xingde thought that his hand was cut off.

“What are the saber and sword? So strong. They could even break the defense of the Immortal Artifact,” he thought in shock.

He looked down and found his left wrist broken. He couldn’t feel it at all. But a relieved and excited smile soon appeared on his face.

It was because although his left hand was severed, the power of the Immortal Artifact transmitted from Nalan Youxia linked his hand and his arm tightly. The thin layer of silver light was as soft as liquid. It was like the last hint of skin that the Devil Saber and the Rusted Sword couldn’t break.

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“Hahaha… haha!”

Feeling like a survivor of a disaster, Nalan Xingde guffawed.

His laughter was full of pride and sarcasm.

Wrapped by the light of the Immortal Artifact, the broken wrist was instantly healed.

“What a pity! You’re so close.” He smirked while looking at Ding Hao, his face full of mockery. He twirled his recovered wrist and said, “How unlucky you are. If you were a little stronger, you might have separated me and the Immortal Artifact… Now that’s it. I’ve lost interest in you!”

Ding Hao also sighed in his heart.

“Still not enough?”

The unprecedented fatigue, like the tide, overwhelmed him.

The just blow had consumed all his Qi. Being a strong person though, Ding Hao felt dizzy at this time. He wanted to close his eyes immediately and fall asleep.

“Is the power of the Immortal Artifact so strong that even the Devil Saber and the Rusted Sword can’t break it?”

“Resign yourself to your fate!” Nalan Xingde sneered down at Ding Hao.

He knew Ding Hao had used up all his strength to launch that astonishing attack. Now Ding Hao was as weak as a newborn ant. It would be extravagantly high hope for Ding Hao to touch him, let alone hurt him.

Ding Hao tottered.

But a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. Instead of escaping, he gritted his teeth and concentrated all his efforts to wave the Rusted Sword with his last strength.

The Rusted Sword, which had accompanied Ding Hao in his entire martial arts life, was gently raised and then fell feebly.

It was only an ordinary sword at this moment. In the past, it would cast thousands of beams and burst out strong Qi when Ding Hao used it. Now it had no change at all. Like an unimpressive rusted poker, it aimed at Nalan Xingde’s left wrist and slashed limply.

It seemed that Ding Hao just touched his opponent with his sword instead of attacking him.

Nalan Xingde snorted contemptuously.

He didn’t even dodge such a feeble strike.

He wanted to make his opponent completely despair. He tormented Ding Hao in revenge for attacking him and putting him in an awkward situation.

The Rusted Sword gently touched Nalan’s wrist.

Hiss!

With a light sound, blood splashed all over the place.

Nalan Xingde was stunned, and so was Ding Hao.

Broken?

Even Ding Hao’s strongest blow failed to injure Nalan Xingde’s left wrist, but now, just with a soft strike, he managed to cut his hand off.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Nalan Xingde’s smile froze on his lips. He was astonished, and frightened. Looking at the broken hand on the ground, he didn’t even feel the pain. His mind went all blank!

“How… how is this… possible?”

The silver light of the Immortal Artifact that protected his wrist had disappeared. Totally unprepared, he lost his hand when the sword was just falling down. The incision was smooth; the blood vessels, muscles, and bones could be clearly seen.

The silver light covering his whole body had also vanished without a trace.

Ding Hao subconsciously looked at the Rusted Sword in his hand and then the broken hand on the ground. He couldn’t believe what he saw, either. What was going on?

“What are you waiting for? Go and grab the Immortal Artifact!”

A voice sounded in Ding Hao’s ear.

It came from the man with the light golden mask.

He reminded Ding Hao in the first place by means of secret voice transmissions. His voice, like a lion’s roar, could wake other people up. He sounded calm, and there was a kind of strange power in his voice that he seemed to foresee this situation.

Ding Hao was suddenly enlightened and he reacted immediately.

At this moment, he didn’t have time to think about why the master of Nalan family would help him through secret voice transmissions. Being stirred up, he regained his power and was sober all of a sudden. He rushed over like lightning and immediately grabbed Nalan Youxia’s right hand.

In the next moment, something unexpected happened.

“Teacher, are you there? I can feel your heartbeat…”

A gentle and clear female voice sounded in Ding Hao’s mind.

It was Nalan Chu’s voice.

“Chu?” Ding Hao was surprised for a moment, and then pleasant. “Chu, are you alive?”

“Teacher, it’s really you. I… I’m so happy that you come here… I don’t know if I am alive or dead now… My state is a little strange… I am in Nalan Youxia’s body,” Nalan Chu answered in a crying voice of joy.

“In Nalan Youxia’s body?”

Ding Hao was slightly stunned and suddenly realized something. He said in surprise, “Just now… Was it you… Chu, can you control Nalan Youxia’s body? Did you help me just now?”

At that moment, the Immortal Artifact suddenly stopped protecting Nalan Xingde, which enabled Ding Hao to cut off his left hand so easily and break his link with Nalan Youxia. Obviously, Nalan Xingde did not expect that to happen, which meant that the Immortal Artifact chose to abandon him.

Since Nalan Chu was in Nalan Youxia’s body, she must have done something in secret.

“I can only interfere in some of Youxia’s movements, but I can’t control him… He’s in a strange state, too. I can feel that he’s still alive, but his body seems to be out of his control…” Nalan Chu’s voice was full of joy. Apparently, she was very excited to meet Ding Hao again.

At the same time, Nalan Xingde also reacted.

Seeing Ding Hao holding Nalan Youxia’s hand, he was in a state of panic.

But in the next moment, he thought of something and soon calmed down. He sneered and said, “What can you do even though you get hold of the Immortal Artifact? Don’t forget that Nalan Youxia is my son. Only I can activate him. You can’t control him at all.”

Ding Hao did not speak.

He clearly felt a warm current moving into his body through Nalan Youxia’s palm, building up his strength that he had exhausted in the activation of the Devil Saber and the Rusted Sword.

This power was tremendous. In the blink of an eye, Ding Hao felt he was full of strength. In the Qi channel, rich Qi was roaring and surging.

“I’m hungry. I want to eat meat…” Nalan Youxia’s voice suddenly sounded in Ding Hao’s mind at this time. He still sounded stupid, his voice full of trust in and dependence on Ding Hao.

Ding Hao was overjoyed.

On the contrary, Nalan Xingde’s sneer froze on his lips.

He felt something was wrong because he could sense the surging power in Ding Hao’s body.

Regaining his strength in an instant, Ding Hao was no longer as weak as before. He became even stronger.

“Impossible… No… Why?” Nalan Xingde panicked.

“Ding Hao can control the Immortal Artifact?

“He gained the strength of the Immortal Artifact?

“How could this happen?”

Something flashed on Nalan Xingde. He turned his head and glared at the man with the light golden mask. “Clay Bodhisattva, what the hell is going on? How dare you lie to me?” he roared.

The man with the light golden mask responded calmly, “I didn’t lie. You’ve owned the Immortal Artifact, haven’t you? You’ve known its invincible power. Everything I said has come true.”

“But… but you said that only the closest people of him can control the Immortal Artifact,” Nalan Xingde roared. “Why does the Immortal Artifact respond to this person? Why can he activate it?”

Clay Buddha still said calmly, “Yes, only the closest people can activate the Immortal Artifact. But ‘closest’ does not mean the same bloodline. Those recognized by the soul of the Immortal Artifact can also be defined as ‘closest people’. Apparently, the person in front of you won Nalan Chu’s and Nalan Youxia’s trust. They think of him as one of the family.”

“You…” Nalan Xingde was stunned.

Ding Hao was also lost in thought. “So that’s why.”

“No! I can’t accept it!” Nalan Xingde roared crazily. He questioned hysterically, “You must have hidden something. Why did the Immortal Artifact suddenly abandon me? Why? You claimed you’ve predicted all the things. You must have foreseen this, but you didn’t tell me. Don’t forget, I have your wife and children.”

“You deserted your wife and children. You bit the hand that fed you. It’s natural that an evil bastard like you would be abandoned.” There was finally a trace of contempt in Clay Buddha’s eyes. “Do you really think the Immortal Artifact has no soul and you can operate him at will?”