Supreme Sword Exalt

To the horror of the barbarian tribe, two more experts had appeared. One carried a black pot on his back with a knife in hand, weaving through the barbarians. Although his technique seemed a bit outlandish, his knife was simply too sharp. The barbarians were no different from paper before that divine artifact blessed by the Great Dao.

Meanwhile, Yu Miao’s fighting style was completely different. The barbarians couldn’t even get within a zhang of her before they fell one after another. Aside from a red dot on their foreheads, they bore no visible wounds whatsoever.

In the distance, Wang Yong and Zhou Ye followed secretly, carefully protecting them.

“Zuo Yang’s swordsmanship is peerless!”

“Yu Miao’s needle technique is unmatched!”

The two couldn’t help but praise. Casually, they exchanged a glance and cursed inwardly.

Pft! Bullshit swordsmanship. Your Holy Son acts like a cook!

Terrible needle technique. Your young sect master is just a tailor!

***

Within the void, the Tiansheng hall master let out a long sigh of relief after seeing the eight Saint realm experts who just arrived. After all, these were his own disciples. They hadn’t completely abandoned him to disaster.

After weighing his options, the hall master ultimately decided to follow through. He was already here anyway. How was he supposed to earn favors if he was too scared to fight? Above all, he would have nowhere to hide his old face!

However, he was confronted with harsh reality when he faced four Saint realm barbarians. Even though he was way stronger than the Myriad Transformations Holy Master, he could barely handle one!

The arrival of reinforcements was akin to an aid in a blizzard. Now the situation had reversed, and it was the four barbarians’ turn to worry.

The Fu family head was the first to offer his greeting, acting all familiar. “You’re the War Prince, right? I am Fu Youde from the Central Continent. My son Fu Yulin, the Heaven-Conquering Prince, only achieved nine rings from the Dao Bell. It’s nothing worth mentioning.”

The few from the Luoheng Holy Land and the Western Extreme Holy Demon Sect glanced at him. Rumors said that the Fu family in the Central Continent had an extremely eccentric family head. After meeting him today, it was indeed true. Not just them, even the Fu family elder who’d followed along turned red with embarrassment.

The War Prince smiled bitterly. “Fellow Daoists, we will never forget the kindness you’ve shown us today. But this battle is perilous. If something goes wrong later, the few of you should leave on your own.”

Everyone was stunned. Perilous?

For the Saint realm, there were ten against two, while the Feather Transformation realm had four against one. No matter how they looked at it, this was a sure victory. Where was the danger coming from?

***

Ten thousand li away, in the War God Hall, Yun Ao slowly put away the green flames after sensing the newcomers.

Then, three figures landed silently. With an impassive look, the Luoheng Holy Master exuded a faint, clear light. Yan Qianjue had a smug look on his face, radiating thick demonic might. The last one was the Fu family’s old ancestor, Fu Dahai. Though carrying a faint hint of decay, his aura was no less imposing than the other two.

The Flame Emperor slightly restrained the purple light in his eyes. “Three of you, thank you.”

“My intervention has nothing to do with you, Fellow Daoist,” said Luoheng Holy Master.

“Indeed. My daughter asked me to come!” said Yan Qianjue.

“That young kid and Yulin are close friends. The Fu family won’t sit idly by,” said Fu Dahai.

Despite knowing exactly who Yun Tian and Yun Ao were, the three couldn’t be bothered with their grudge. At their level of cultivation, comprehending the Great Dao and advancing to higher realms was what interested them most. In truth, both times they’d intervened, it was for Gu Han.

The Flame Emperor understood this, yet he still acknowledged this debt of gratitude. The purple light in his eyes surged again as he warned, “Be careful later!”

Yan Qianjue raised an eyebrow. “Careful? You’re also a descendant of the Dragon Ancestor, and you’re quite strong yourself, but you lack courage... Let me test him first!”

His demonic might climbed higher and higher. The sky dimmed, and a dark demonic cloud a li wide appeared, thundering with endless roars and howls.

The next moment, dozens of demonic shadows descended from the cloud. They were ferocious, exuding a bloodthirsty and violent aura as they fell toward Yun Ao.

Yun Ao chuckled softly. “I’ve heard that you have single-handedly opposed the Tianlong Temple in the Western Desert for many years. That is indeed impressive, but it’s still not enough!”

His green flames transformed into a green dragon. The dragon swept its gaze and spewed green flames, sweeping away the demonic shadows.

Yan Qianjue’s eyes gleamed with fierce aura. “Not enough? Do you think you’re that great?”

A few hundred demonic shadows fell again, completely surrounding the dragon. They spread their huge maws wide, devouring its flesh and blood with their ferocious fangs. For a time, the demonic shadows kept decreasing, and the dragon became increasingly mangled.

Yet as if oblivious, Yun Ao brought up something else entirely. “Actually, my clan has two supreme treasures. One is the dragon mark, which bestows the Dragon Ancestor’s inheritance. With this, One can command all of the Dragon Ancestor’s descendants in the world and even glimpse the ancestor’s secrets.

“The second is the Dragon Seal. It was forged from a single scale of the Dragon Ancestor. Whoever obtains it must assist the master of the dragon mark, helping them clear all obstacles! The mark is the master, and the Dragon Seal is the assistant.”

With each sentence, several strands of hair on his head turned white, until finally his entire head was white.

Ignoring the three, he fixed his gaze on the Flame Emperor. “But why?! Why do you get the dragon mark, and I get the Dragon Seal?! Why must you be the master and I the assistant?! In what way am I inferior to you?!”

A boundless green flame rose from him and spread like wildfire. The attack shattered the demonic shadows, dispersed the demonic clouds, and forced the four back several li.

Yan Qianjue’s expression changed drastically. “Not good! This man is harder to deal with than that old, bald donkey!”

The Luoheng Holy Master’s expression also changed slightly. “He’s this powerful?”

Fu Dahai sighed. “It’s over. I’m going to have to risk my life today.”

They could see that Yun Ao had reached the Ascension realm.

Wordlessly, the Flame Emperor grew increasingly transparent, his mark trembling more violently. Strands of purple blood silently dripped, turning into blazing purple flames that clashed with the green flames.

Step by step, he slowly approached Yun Ao. “There’s no need for words. This is our destiny. Let’s settle it today.”

For the first time, an endless fury appeared in Yun Ao’s eyes.

“Destiny? I control my own fate, not heaven!” Full of arrogance, he swept his gaze over the group. “I will kill every last one of you!”

With a fierce shout, his face instantly aged several years. At the same time, the little green dragon wagged its head and swished its tail within its pond. It splashed about, seeming somewhat agitated.

Suddenly, a dark green light rose up and broke into the sky before vanishing.

***

On the battlefield, even though Feng Xi and Yun Tian were extremely far apart, she still understood what had happened. A trace of sadness flashed in her eyes. “Father...”

With a flicker, she appeared before Zuo Yang.

Zuo Yang paused for a moment and withdrew the knife he’d been about to swing. “Senior Sister?”

Feng Xi looked toward the sky. “That man can’t split his attention right now. This is the perfect moment to break open the Dragon Seal and rescue Gu Han!”

In the distance, Fatty was confused. “Didn’t you say it couldn’t be broken?”

Feng Xi didn’t explain further. “Father refined the spirit seal with his essence blood, and it absorbed a trace of the Dragon Ancestor’s breath. We might be able to crack open a seam and let Gu Han out!”

Zuo Yang scratched his head. “Senior Sister, I forgot to tell you. Uh, I gave our trump card to Gu Han. He used it and hasn’t returned it to me.”

Feng Xi instantly froze.

***

Inside the Dragon Seal, Gu Han had already traveled most of the way. With Chi Yao leading him, it didn’t take long to find the hub. He’d only taken one look before freezing.

Shaped like a dragon’s head, the hub spanned ten thousand zhang in circumference. Though they were inanimate, they still exuded strands of overbearing dragon might, nearly stopping his cultivation cold.

Chi Yao patted his shoulder. “Do you see it now? It’s useless! Not just you, even a hundred of me at my peak couldn’t break this hub. As for you... Tsk, you might as well find your final resting place.”

At some point, the demoness had sneakily wrapped her arms around Gu Han again. “Little Brother, if you can’t break it, then don’t. Anyway, I’m here with you, so I won’t be lonely—”

Chi Yao shook his head repeatedly, muttering something about broad daylight, what a disgrace, harmful to the public eye, which made the demoness roll her eyes at him constantly.

Gu Han appeared thoughtful. “This aura feels somewhat familiar.”

Not only familiar, it seemed he’d come into close contact with it before.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck his mind. Right! The Nine-Chi Coiled Dragon Seal!