“Yuanlao Mountain…” Hunyuanzi awoke, even at the most critical moment of his retreat cultivation, he had to wake up.
Because tonight, the night was clear and the moon seemed freshly washed, it marked the culmination of Hunyuanzi’s thousand-year vengeance. He had dreamed countless times of returning here, once again setting foot on the land of his past, to shatter the至尊 into a thousand pieces.
And today was that day. Hunyuanzi, trapped in Yang Hao’s dantian, trembled all over.
Beside them, the air was thick with killing intent. The Dan Ding Sect’s eleven sword master groups, numbering tens of thousands of disciples, stood silently in the night. Their swords reflected the silver moonlight, illuminating the woods at the foot of the mountain.
Today, Yang Hao had brought all the power of the Dan Ding Sect. He was making this gamble, staking his life, the fate of his sect, and the lives of ten thousand people on this one chance. He could only win, could not afford to lose, for if he lost, there would only be death.
Today was the night when, a month after the thousand-year-old Dan Ding Sect was destroyed, Yang Hao led the new Dan Ding Sect back to this mountain, ready to flatten the Yuanlao Council.
“Copper Furnace Mountain,” Yang Hao said. “From today on, this mountain’s name must be restored.”
“Copper Furnace Mountain was the millennium stronghold of the Dan Ding Dual Cultivation Sect,” Hunyuanzi’s voice was distant. “In the past, dozens of generations of our sect’s masters devoted themselves to connecting nine mountains within a ten-thousand-meter radius into one, forming the ‘Nine Tripod Cauldron’ mountain formation. Even after years of attacks from the various righteous sects, they could not breach it.”
“But how did it finally fall?” Yang Hao asked.
“Hmph!” Hunyuanzi sighed long and hard, as if in sorrow and nostalgia. “Because he appeared. This person was truly a prodigy beyond the world. In the cultivation world, the righteous and the evil sects were originally evenly matched, locked in a stalemate for thousands of years. But after this person appeared, everything changed. He alone changed the world, something no one else had ever done. No matter how much I thought about it, I never imagined that today, this person would create such a grand situation.”
“The至尊is indeed a great figure,” Yang Hao nodded. Despite harboring deep resentment over his master’s death, he could not deny that the至尊was one of the greatest individuals in the known world. Aside from the Creator God, it seemed no one else could rival the至尊in establishing their own order. Back then, the至尊, with merely the power of entering the Divine Realm, managed to seal away all the gods in the world, bringing an end to the wars that ravaged the universe. That kind of courage and wisdom alone was sufficient to establish him as the greatest figure in history.
“You’ve never seen him, so you can’t imagine what kind of person he is,” Hunyuanzi had to pause to gather his strength to continue. “The ‘Nine Tripod Cauldron’ mountain formation was so vast and mysterious, the righteous sects’ best experts had never managed to penetrate the core of Copper Furnace Mountain.”
“How did the Supreme One do it?”
“He ascended to the position of leader of the righteous sects when he was only in his twenties. After taking power, he surprisingly halted the century-long attacks on the Dan Ding Sect. Instead, he united the forces of the righteous sects and spent ten full years searching the universe for the divine artifacts left behind by the Creator God.”
“Divine artifacts?” Yang Hao was stunned.
“It was truly the end of the Dan Ding Sect. He found twelve out of the thirty divine artifacts. With the help of these artifacts, which contained supreme divine power, he marshaled all the experts of the righteous sects and launched a full-scale attack on the Dan Ding Sect.” Hunyuanzi’s voice was filled with despair. “Those days were the time of the previous sect leader’s ascension ceremony. The entire Dan Ding Dual Cultivation Sect was leaderless, with various factions and sects vying for power. I was only twenty-six at that time.”
Yang Hao remained silent, his heart filled with sorrow. In the blink of an eye, a thousand years had passed. The youth of twenty-six had become a lonely soul of a thousand years.
“At twenty-six, I was recognized by the previous sect leader as the new leader of the Dan Ding Sect. But I was young and lacked experience. There were so many factions within the Dan Ding Sect, each with their own masters and tenets. How could they accept me as their leader?”
The cold wind howled, making Yang Hao shiver all over. He had not witnessed the events of a thousand years ago, but the night was as heavy as it was then, unchanged through the ages.
“Even when the righteous sects attacked the ‘Nine Tripod Cauldron’ mountain range, the various faction leaders fought separately, unwilling to seek help from the Dan Ding Sect’s main hall. They thought it was just another test by the righteous sects, wanting to show their strength by fighting alone in front of me.” Hunyuanzi smiled bitterly. “The masters were wrong. The righteous sects had been preparing for ten years and now held divine artifacts. How could they stop after a mere taste? The righteous sects had over a thousand cultivation experts, countless divine weapons flying in the air. They divided into four groups and attacked, easily capturing two of our mountains.”
That day’s bloody battle was vivid in Hunyuanzi’s mind:
“It was only then that the various factions realized they were facing a real enemy. They immediately sent out signal swords to inform me, who was performing the ascension ceremony in the main hall. It was the time of the setting sun, I held the sect leader’s sword, leading my disciples to counterattack. At the Qian Si mountain peak, I fought fiercely with the four leaders of the righteous sects. It was laughable how the so-called elite of the righteous sects were no match for me. By the time the moon rose, the Dan Ding Sect had regained the lost mountains.
Although the casualties were heavy, the righteous sects’ offensive had been pushed to a stalemate. Blood flowed like waterfalls down the mountains, and the elite of the cultivation world for centuries were lost in a single night.”
“What about the Zhi Zun?” Yang Hao thought, recalling the key point. The leader of the righteous sects seemed to have not appeared yet.
“He alone changed everything.” Hunyuanzi’s voice was calm, completely devoid of past grievances. “I defeated the four leaders of the righteous sects, and the masters and disciples of the Dan Ding Sect knelt before me. Your master’s wife watched me from afar at the entrance of the hall. That was the most glorious moment of my life, the glory of the Dan Ding Sect for thousands of years rested on my shoulders.” Hunyuanzi’s voice suddenly turned ominous. “But I looked up and saw the silver moon like blood, a deep red. That person stood in the heart of the moon, twelve divine artifacts floating around him.”
“What happened next?”
“I knew a great calamity was coming. Ignoring the opposition of everyone, I stopped my disciples from chasing the retreating forces of the righteous sects. Instead, I gathered all the disciples and retreated hundreds of miles, fleeing back to the main hall of Copper Furnace Mountain.” Hunyuanzi smiled bitterly. “I guessed the process correctly, but not the outcome. Just as all the disciples of the Dan Ding Sect retreated to the main hall, the great power of the twelve divine artifacts descended. It was like a divine calamity, the most dazzling and colorful light descended. These beams of light, carrying divine power, reduced the mountains to dust. These were not ordinary mountains; they were the ‘Nine Tripod Cauldron’ formation, containing the millennium spiritual power of the Dan Ding Sect and countless protective barriers. Even if the Earth were destroyed and the galaxy ceased to exist, these mountains should have remained standing. But under the bombardment of the divine artifacts, eight mountains were destroyed one by one, reduced to nothing, not even smoke left behind.”
“Hmph.” Yang Hao sighed long and hard. He looked around, the surroundings of Copper Furnace Mountain had long lost the traces of the “Nine Tripod Cauldron” formation. Only the main peak, renamed Yuanlao Mountain, still stood, looking so abrupt.
“He led the experts of the righteous sects back to Copper Furnace Mountain. The disciples of the Dan Ding Sect fought step by step, inch by inch, with blood and flesh paving the way over thousands of meters. Finally, he alone, with a single sword, broke into the main hall.”
“What? One person?” Yang Hao could not believe his ears.
“One person! One sword! The miraculous dragon sword exploded in the air. That person actually let the disciples of the righteous and Dan Ding sects fight on the mountain, rushing into the main hall alone, and with one sword, he destroyed the altar of the previous sect leader’s ascension ceremony.”
Hunyuanzi laughed bitterly. “A prodigy beyond the world! A prodigy beyond the world! After piercing the flag of the ascension ceremony, he stood on the statues of the generations of patriarchs in the main hall and said, ‘All the immortals and gods in the world are false, only our swords are wild and unrestrained!'”
“All the immortals and gods in the world are false, only our swords are wild and unrestrained!” Yang Hao murmured, “Indeed, that person was an extraordinary figure.”
“There is only one person under the sky who can fight him,” Hunyuanzi said calmly. “So I took up my sword and fought with the miraculous dragon sword. Inside the main hall was my battlefield with him, and outside the hall was the life-and-death battle between the Dan Ding Sect and the righteous sects. That battle lasted seven full days.”
“What was the result?”
“He was wounded, and I was defeated.” Hunyuanzi’s answer was as expected. “The Dan Ding Sect was completely destroyed. My disciples, my masters, my peers, my woman, were all erased from this world. That person thought he had truly erased everything, but I left a seed. After my physical form was destroyed, my desire for revenge did not die, which is why today is here.”
“Today is the day of revenge,” Yang Hao looked around. The major experts of the Dan Ding Sect were already ready, waiting for Yang Hao’s command to charge up Yuanlao Mountain and flatten the Yuanlao Council.
And the nine executive elders were now in the palace, waiting for their fate, trapped in a barrier by the old sword saint and three thousand disciples, never to be freed.
This was an unprecedented opportunity. The Yuanlao Council had been stripped of its power, the foundation left by the Zunzhi had been squandered, and even the last remaining leaders were trapped. On Yuanlao Mountain, only three hundred elders remained.
But those three hundred were all at the Saint Domain level.
Yang Hao slowly and firmly reversed his wrist, clenching his fist tightly: “The sword is still in my hand!”
This was the command.
All the black shadows hidden in the woods simultaneously advanced toward Yuanlao Mountain.
The slaughter was destined in the utmost silence.
As Yang Hao’s army moved through the night, about to trigger Yuanlao Mountain’s alert.
The entire Yuanlao Council was still like an ivory tower, sealed off, with three hundred elders quietly cultivating their spiritual energy at the appointed time. With the loss of the Ten Sword Streams’ protection, the Yuanlao Council’s defenses had long since deteriorated.
But not everyone was indifferent. At least Su Hanjing felt a tremor in his heart.
When he raised his eyes, his gaze passed through the skylight ten meters high, and he saw a bird flying past the artificial moon’s shadow. Su Hanjing couldn’t help but shiver.
He suddenly stood up, his gaze like a cold sword sweeping around, waking most of the three hundred elders from their cultivation.
“Su Hanjing? What are you doing?” An older elder complained. Daily spiritual cultivation was a must for the elders and could not be relaxed for a single day.
Su Hanjing was considered relatively young among the elders, outwardly no more than forty years old, with long black hair cascading over his shoulders. In the past, he was ordinary and unremarkable among the elders. But today, there was a fire in Su Hanjing’s heart. He seemed to sense that this decades-long spiritual cultivation life, the mundane and boring life of the Yuanlao Council, was all about to end, and his life was meant to burn for this day.
“People are coming to kill us,” Su Hanjing said, his breath quick with urgency. “Many people are coming to kill us.”
“Nonsense!” An elder scolded. “The four guardian sword sects…”
The words were only half spoken before stopping. He had just remembered that the Ten Sword Streams had rebelled a few days ago, and now Yuanlao Mountain was just an isolated mountain.
“This is Yuanlao Mountain, who dares to cause trouble!!” An elderly elder still scoffed. Even though the executive elders were gone, within the courtyard, there was still a hierarchy.
But the fire in Su Hanjing’s heart was already burning. He knew that he had been ordinary for so long, and the day that belonged to him had finally arrived.
He did not say much, just pushed out a palm, breaking the two wooden windows in front of the main hall in front of so many people.
The cold night wind blew in, but what truly caught the eye and chilled the bones was the scene from the mountain down.
Thousands upon thousands of white cloaks were undulating along the only path up Yuanlao Mountain. Under the artificial moonlight, these white cloaks did not hide their tracks at all. Perhaps in their eyes, these white cloaks were their glory.
“Yang Hao!!” The elders were greatly alarmed, standing up in shock. “Damn it, the Dan Ding Sect really has come to kill us.”
The elders’ faces were filled with anger, but it could not truly become destructive power. Seeing the Dan Ding Sect’s people coming down the mountain in waves, it was easy to imagine that Yang Hao must have given it his all this time, holding nothing back.
They had already come up, the key was what to do?
But this was precisely where the elders were at a loss. In the Yuanlao Council, the hierarchy was always clear. The ones who truly made decisions and led were the executive elders. The ordinary elders were only responsible for their own spiritual cultivation. They would only take action when the executive elders gave orders.
But now, the executive elders in charge had all gone out, not a single one left. The remaining elders, who were all at the same level, were leaderless and did not know who should take the lead.
Su Hanjing stepped forward. His voice was not loud, but it drew the attention of all the elders: “The nine executives went to assassinate the emperor today, they must have fallen into a trap. Yang Hao has already laid his plans, and he is determined to flatten the Yuanlao Council today.”
“What should we do?”
“There is only one way now.” There was a starry brilliance in Su Hanjing’s eyes. “We must rely on ourselves.”
This statement caused a flurry of discussion.
“It’s Yang Hao!” Someone whispered fearfully. “The immortal warrior, we’ve seen how powerful he is. Even the executives were defeated by him, and Tian Ce Yuanlao hasn’t recovered yet. How can we be his match?”
“Yang Hao is known as undefeated in the empire, his Dan Ding Sword Sect has long been established. Now they are coming with their full strength. We should retreat first, as long as the green mountains remain, there will be firewood.”
At the moment, the idea of retreat seemed to gain the upper hand.
But Su Hanjing stepped forward, pointing fiercely at those elders: “So cowardly, how dare you call yourselves elders, how dare you stay on Yuanlao Mountain!”
Three hundred elders fell silent, staring at the usually quiet Su Hanjing, not knowing why this person was so fiery today.
But Su Hanjing said a sentence. He knew that after saying this, no matter the elders or the executive elders, no one would dare to take a step back.
“Our backs are to the Zunzhi!” Su Hanjing said. “The Zunzhi’s physical body is in the cave behind us. Want to retreat? Retreat where?”
Words are not always needed, sometimes one sentence is enough.
That was enough.
Why did the Yuanlao Council exist? It existed for the Supreme Being. You could say that the Supreme Being was everything to the Yuanlao Council—an unshakable belief.
The至尊’s physical body was still enshrined in the cave and absolutely could not be moved easily.
The three hundred elders were akin to the guardians of the至尊’s physical body. Who would dare to act recklessly?
Now, no one dared to speak lightly of retreating. Yet, seeing the murderous intent gradually spreading across Yuanlao Mountain, this feeling of being under attack was something entirely new to the elders. Moreover, most of them had once fought against the Dan Ding Sect within the Qianlong Pavilion, only to be defeated by Hede leading just a few experts. As for Yang Hao, he had even required eight top executives to subdue single-handedly.
That invincible feeling made the three hundred elders look grim and lose confidence.
“The至尊 established the Yuanlao Council hundreds of years ago, and we have never lost.” Su Hanjing said coldly. “Does Yang Hao think we have no one? Are the three hundred elders not the strongest force in the universe?”
Everyone’s gaze focused on Su Hanjing.
This once ordinary person had become a warrior, a true warrior.
Su Hanjing roared: “Master, grant me strength!”
A silence fell around, as if everyone was gathering, waiting.
“Master, grant me strength!!” Su Hanjing stomped his foot and roared. “Master, grant me strength!!”
At this moment, the three hundred elders seemed to be truly awakened.
Su Hanjing was right. The strongest force in the universe resided within the Yuanlao Council. Even if Yang Hao possessed greater strength, or if the Dan Ding Sect had deeper roots, neither could rival the accumulated power of the three hundred elders. This Yuanlao Council, built up by the Supreme Ruler over hundreds of years, represented the highest authority across the vast universe.
They were unbeaten. Since their birth, they had never been defeated.
The hands of the three hundred elders clasped together, their blood boiling, their golden robes fluttering in the night wind: “Master, grant me strength! Master, grant me strength!!”
It was as if the Supreme had truly bestowed power, making these people radiant and imposing.
Tears filled Su Hanjing’s eyes as he looked at his fellow cultivators who had grown old together. They had been silent in this ivory tower for too long, almost losing themselves. Today was not only the day Su Hanjing revived, but also the day the spirit of the entire Yuanlao Council was reborn.
“Yuanlao Tian Zhe, Tian Qi, and Tian Yu, each take ten people and guard the three cliffs of Yuanlao Mountain,” Su Hanjing calmly gave orders. “Although the Dan Ding Sword Sect is attacking from the front, with Yang Hao’s forces alone, they cannot take us down. We must be prepared for other intentions.”
The three elderly elders did not question Su Hanjing’s command authority and nodded before taking their people to deploy.
Another two elders led their teams to the Dan Ding Cave. Now, protecting the至尊’s physical body was also crucial. It must never again be threatened as it had been in the Qian Long Galaxy.
Thus, in the Yuanlao Council’s hall, only two hundred and fifty elders remained—two hundred and fifty Saint Domains, a force powerful enough to shake the heavens wherever they appeared.
Perhaps their minds were steadied, a few elders began to feel confident: “With so many of us, defending the Yuanlao Council, even Yang Hao cannot break through. We have more than enough time to wait for the executives to return.”
This sentiment gained agreement from the others. After all, the elders still feared Yang Hao. In daily life, even a single executive elder in training required dozens of elders to confront. But Yang Hao needed eight executives to subdue, not to mention there was the legendary figure He De in the Dan Ding Sword Sect.
So, hunkering down in the Yuanlao Council for defense became everyone’s consensus. As long as they could hold out until the nine executives returned, they would have their backbone.
“No! Absolutely not!!” Su Hanjing raised his objection again, this time even more firmly.
In every moment of history, there are always some people who make the right choices. Su Hanjing’s actions almost saved all the elders and the Yuanlao Council.
“Yang Hao is not a reckless man,” Su Hanjing stared at the questioning gazes of the crowd. “He has done so much, always thinking deeply, so he has almost never tasted defeat. Today’s attack on Yuanlao Mountain must mean he is fully prepared. With only the Dan Ding Sect’s forces, it would be impossible to take the Yuanlao Council. Yang Hao knows this well, but he still came.”
The elders’ hearts trembled, as if they understood Su Hanjing’s implication.
“That’s right, Yang Hao has another move,” Su Hanjing cast his gaze to the distance. The white-cloaked group was drawing closer, already halfway up the mountain. “This group is merely their initial probe, intended to compel us to defend within the Yuanlao Council.”
“What should we do?” By now, the elders were convinced of Su Hanjing’s leadership. A leader who had earned everyone’s respect had thus been born.
“The至尊 spent centuries building the Yuanlao Council, not to have us hide like turtles,” Su Hanjing laughed fiercely. “We will launch an attack, charge forward, and fight the Dan Ding Sect until the very end. We have two hundred and fifty elders. Even if the enemy outnumbers us, we will certainly crush them without doubt.”
This single sentence had already plunged Yang Hao into unprecedented trouble.
The night was like a shackle, locking those within it, unable to escape.
Yang Hao floated in the air, not daring to go too high, to avoid triggering the Yuanlao Mountain’s divine lightning barrier. The Dan Ding Sword Sect and Long You Sword Group moved forward quickly, brushing against the roadside grass and trees, making rustling sounds.
Although the Yuanlao Council was quiet, Yang Hao still felt something was wrong.
Suddenly, Qing Li, who was at the front of the team, made a gesture, and the entire team came to a stop.
“What’s wrong?” Yang Hao asked.
Qing Li did not speak, only raised three fingers: “Long Ya, Long Wen, Long Yi!”
The three heavily armed sword master groups swiftly leapt out from the crowd, forming the vanguard, and quickly rushed toward the Yuanlao Council, which was almost visible in the distance.
A thunderous explosion shook the entire night sky.
Inside the Yuanlao Council, hundreds of fireballs flew out, countless magical treasures fell like rain. This sudden attack came without warning, as if thrown out from the pitch-black night.
The three sword master groups at the forefront had no time to react, let alone retreat, and could only endure. After the first wave of ranged attacks, the three sword master groups were already suppressed to the point of barely catching their breath.
But it wasn’t over. From the Yuanlao Council, hundreds of elders flew out, wielding long swords and charging at the sword masters with a mighty aura.
Hundreds of Saint Domain experts battling against sword masters was naturally an easy task. Moreover, these hundreds of elders surged down the mountain like an iron current, their momentum overwhelming and terrifying.
Leading these hundreds of elders was naturally Su Hanjing. His black hair flew, his sword dripping blood, like a god of slaughter. In just a few exchanges, he had already taken the heads of several Long You Sword Group sword masters.
The three once undefeated sword master groups, under the sudden and reckless attacks of the elders, collapsed at first contact, unable to even stand firm. The bodies and wounded fell like logs rolling down the mountain.
“Kill!!!” Yang Hao was also greatly alarmed, but how could he watch his subordinates be slaughtered? He took the lead, already riding his Shadow Moon to fly forward, engaging in battle with the hundreds of elders who dared to take the initiative.
The experts of the Dan Ding Sect charged together. He De, Lan Ling, Long Yun, Xie Feng Ting, Qing Li, Ma Ya, these peerless experts also shot out like arrows, fighting side by side with Yang Hao.
But the battle situation changed again. When Yang Hao appeared, Su Hanjing coldly ordered:
“Retreat!”
The hundreds of elders withdrew without touching the ground, leaving a large empty battlefield.
Yang Hao was startled, a sense of alarm and foreboding rising in his heart. In today’s battle, Yang Hao was originally very confident. He had brought out all his elite forces and lured away the executive elders. From past experiences, although the ordinary elders were powerful, they were essentially just fighters without superior wisdom.
But it seemed completely different now. When Su Hanjing stood at the forefront of the elders, Yang Hao knew that today’s battle would not be easy.
A force that had existed for over five hundred years, what secrets it held, what kind of people it had gathered, was not easy to fathom.
No matter how today’s battle ended, it would not be resolved in the simplest way.
Before Yang Hao could think of a solution, he heard a whizzing sound from the sky.
Like fleeting shadows, hundreds of flying swords shot toward him.
This was no joking matter. These were real flying swords. In the Galactic Empire, although many nobles were allowed to cultivate martial arts, flying swords were a restricted item.
Only the ascetic elders of the Yuanlao Council could forge them. Their method of cultivating flying swords was slightly different from Yang Hao’s, but generally followed the ancient cultivation techniques passed down through the ages, so their power was not diminished.
A flying sword could be used to take someone’s head from a thousand miles away. In a duel with other Saint Domain experts, it could easily win. Now, there were hundreds of flying swords, and they were attacking one person at the same time in a surprise attack.
This unfortunate person was Yang Hao.
Although Yang Hao was unfortunate, he had encountered such situations many times over the years, so he was basically used to it. As soon as he heard the sound of the flying swords, he knew he had been lured into Su Hanjing’s ambush.
Yang Hao’s guess was correct. This was the second course of the three major dishes Su Hanjing had prepared for them.
The first course was the earlier attack with fireballs and long-range weapons, and the audacious charge down the mountain to kill, which was meant to blunt their edge.
Now this course was also famous, known as “taking the enemy leader’s head from among ten thousand soldiers!” It meant that no matter how many enemies there were or how powerful they were, as long as the leader was taken down, the mission was considered a success.
So Su Hanjing only led a hundred elders to attack, while another hundred and fifty remained hidden, ready to launch this surprise attack.
Ambushes have always been despised by people because they are too effective. In this world, anyone who cannot be defeated or killed in a fair fight often ends up dying in an ambush.
Today was no different. No matter how capable Yang Hao was, even if the soles of his feet were coated with a super lubricant, he could not outpace the speed of the flying swords. Even if Yang Hao’s Ice Muscle and Iron Paste were even more powerful, providing bulletproof protection, he could not withstand the attacks of hundreds of Saint Domain experts.
This ambush was not meant to kill a person; it was meant to slay a god.
Yang Hao knew he was in trouble. Since entering the Saint Domain Peak, he had hardly ever been in such a difficult situation.
So, he did one thing.
He threw a pill into his mouth. This action completely saved Yang Hao and the Dan Ding Sword Sect.
When this sword pill entered Yang Hao’s body, a blue light surged around him, resonating with Shadow Moon, and building an ice wall in front of Yang Hao and the others.
“Cold Ice Square!” This was the top-tier defensive sword technique of the Dan Ding Sect. Yang Hao had once used this ice wall to block the attacks of four flying dragons.
But flying swords were not dragons; they were stronger.
Yang Hao’s current opponent was not the restrained divine dragon, but hundreds of Saint Domain elders. Those flying swords had been cultivated for at least several decades, and their power was self-evident.
More importantly, there were hundreds of them. Quantity might not always be important, but at critical moments, it often brought about qualitative changes.
The ice wall created by the Cold Ice Square was shattered on contact. The thick and sturdy ice blocks were reduced to nothing under the bombardment of the flying swords, leaving only streams of white vapor evaporating.
This happened in the blink of an eye.
But Yang Hao behind the ice wall was not dead because he still had two talismans. If Su Hanjing had known earlier that Yang Hao had these two moves, he probably would never have used the hundred-sword ambush, which was so laborious and unrewarding.
He De roared and immediately threw his axe.
It was a seemingly ordinary axe, not a divine artifact shaped by the Creator, nor the Night Axe of the Dark Angel King Sa An. But in the vast history, it was given a name.
An immortal name.
“Golden Severance!”
This was He De’s axe technique and also the name of his long axe. The axe was ordinary, as plain as common iron, but as long as He De held it, this old man, who was not even half the height of an ordinary person, along with this two-meter-long giant axe, would radiate dazzling light. This light would shake the entire universe.
One swing, and half of the flying swords’ light was cut down.
This was already an achievement enough to make the elders shudder. Su Hanjing, watching from afar, felt his heart sink to the bottom. He had already realized that the small old bear contained a power that had surpassed the executive elders.
That was a presence like the old sword saint.
Although no one acknowledged their power to rule the universe, they were still legends. One was deeply hidden in the palace, protecting the royal family’s peace for a hundred years.
And the other steadfastly guarded the outer territories, preventing the empire’s cavalry from advancing further.
With such legendary figures by his side, it could only be said that others had really bad luck to provoke Yang Hao.
However, Yang Hao’s crisis was not over. Even though the flying swords were blocked by the ice wall for a moment and their power was halved by the Golden Severance.
They were still enough to shake the heavens and the earth.
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