Chapter 702 The Golden Hook in Place of the Severed Hand (1)
Right at this moment…
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
More than a dozen beams of light, full of murderous intent, burst out from the distant sky and shot toward the black puppy wrapped in the multicolored brilliance.
Ding Hao’s eyes flashed with a keen light, and he flicked his finger.
Streaks of Winter Sword Intent tore through the void, intercepting all the other streaks of murderous aura.
The next moment, the Qi in the distance surged. Five or six figures arrived instantaneously.
“Hahaha, no wonder no one found the Heavenly Hound’s Power of the Origin after the battle two days ago. So she’s trying to do this. The beast is actually using this method to disguise its power. Hahaha, it’s a stroke of good fortune for our brothers…”
The arrogant guffaw came from the leader, a brawny man with a face disfigured by saber scars.
They were all dressed like rogue cultivators, each a master of the Human Clan. As survivors of a life-and-death battle, they all had fierce and murderous auras that were like black mists twirling around their bodies, visible to the naked eye. These auras assumed all sorts of sinister and shockingly horrific shapes.
Ding Hao frowned slightly.
The strength of these warriors was extraordinary—all at the high-level Martial Emperor Realm. But their auras were adulterated and impure, and their realm stage unstable. They seemed to be practicing some heretical skills. Ding Hao detected an extremely familiar odor in their auras.
“Hahaha, this is really an unprecedented opportunity delivered to us by Heaven. It’d be a shame if we missed it!” The brawny man with the scarred face looked at the multicolored brilliance wrapping the black puppy, his eyes full of avarice.
He glanced at Ding Hao and Tianshu, and said arrogantly, “I’m in a good mood today. I’ll let you two off easily. Kill yourselves! I promise to keep your bodies intact.” Then, he winked at the others around him. “Come on, don’t let this little bastard absorb all the multicolored essence of the Three-headed Heavenly Hound!”
Two figures darted toward the center of the sinkhole.
Ding Hao flicked his fingers continuously.
The Spring, Summer, Fall and Winter Sword Qi drew arcs of light in the void. Their trajectories were of such mysterious and undetectable profundity, forming a transparent net of swords. It reached the black puppy and the Heavenly Hound’s multicolored brilliance before the warriors, shielding them in its midst.
There were two gasps of surprise.
The two Martial Emperor masters who attacked were intercepted by his Sword Intents. They were wounded as they had underestimated him, both feeling a strange force penetrate their Qi shields suddenly, piercing through their internal organs. Shocked, they retreated as if struck by lightning.
“Hmm?” The scar-faced man was also shocked. Then he sneered. “This young fella isn’t bad. Since you’re looking for death, don’t blame me for being ruthless. You two must stay!”
As he spoke, he stretched out his arm. The black heretical aura around him was like a giant python, stirring a cloud to engulf Ding Hao.
The heavens and the earth had been transformed, as wind and clouds quaked.
This black evil aura was extremely strange. It had the power to affect the soul, as well as a demonic property that could restrain ordinary Qi.
“The Black Moke Force! It’s the Black Moke Force!”
A steeliness flashed across Ding Hao’s eyes. Gripping the rusted sword in his hand, he activated his Qi and rushed forward like lightning.
Rip!
There was a soft sound.
The giant python, which had morphed from the evil black aura, was instantly severed into two by the sword.
Almost immediately, the long sword in Ding Hao’s hand hit the spot between the eyebrows of the brawny, scar-faced man.
“You…” The brawny scar-faced man was shocked. He had won almost every battle he fought using the evil black aura. He could capture and slay even experts at his level in an instant. How could this youth, with a strength clearly inferior to his, actually sever the giant python morphed from the evil aura?
Unfortunately, it was too late for him to think.
A frosty light instantly spread from between his eyebrows to the rest of his body, freezing him. The evil black aura in his body could not resist this chill at all. He felt his whole body turning stiff in that instant. He had lost the ability to retaliate.
“Big Brother…”
“Not bad, boy…”
The others were shocked and attacked in unison, trying to save the scar-faced man.
These men all possessed extremely strange and sinister auras. They specialized in shattering ordinary martial artists’ Qi, but they were still much inferior when compared with the scar-faced man.
Ding Hao did not say a word. The long sword in his hand was like a crimson flash of lightning, suddenly exploding like stars in the sky.
Like a phantom, he glided through these men.
In the blink of an eye, the remaining five men were also frozen in ice.
They were no match for Ding Hao at all.
Bam, bam, bam!
The six frozen warriors fell from the sky like dumplings, crashing to the ground. Huge craters resembling spider webs appeared.
Ding Hao retracted his sword and stood there, his eyes keen as lightning, gazing into the distance. His long bellow resembled the roar of dragons or tigers, echoing between the heaven and earth. Tornados spiraled in the distant desert, as wind-blown sand swirled endlessly.
The power of his bellow was so terrifying.
“Get the hell out of here if you don’t want to die!” Ding Hao shouted to those men in the distance.
In the distant desert, there were waves of vigorous, imposing Qi fluctuations. There were also billowing Demon Auras that enveloped the sky and the sun, dyeing the distant sky with all kinds of strange and sinister colors. Quite clearly, many experts of the Human and Demon Clans were drawn here by the energy fluctuations in the Heavenly Hound’s Power of the Origin.
“Lad, what impudent arrogance! You mean you want all the Power of the Origin for yourself?”
An unruly voice rang out from the distant void.
“If you’re not convinced, let’s fight!” Ding Hao shouted, standing motionless in the void, like a War God in a teal robe.
In the distance, figures with dazzling Qi flames and Demon Aura light columns slowly materialized. More and more warriors gradually appeared. The Power of the Origin of the Three-headed Heavenly Hound was fatally attractive to these warriors. Once its aura emanated, countless martial artists would be drawn to it.
Ding Hao gripped the rusted sword in his hand and looked determined.
He would protect the black puppy at all costs, even if it meant re-activating the forbidden power of the rusted sword.
Uncle Tianshu glanced at Ding Hao’s face and knew he was getting out of hand again. He gritted his teeth and cursed. Then, he grasped the handle of the black pot. “Dammit, this boy’s a troublemaker. My arms and legs are old, and I have to fight alongside him. What a life!”
But right at this moment…
“Ah? It’s you? Aren’t you that murderous god?”
An utterly horrified voice rang out in the distance.
Before the company could understand what was going on, a dazzling ball of light like the sun suddenly turned into a beam of flowing light at the edge of the desert. It disappeared into the distant horizon. That man did not even glance back. He looked like he was running for his life.
Ding Hao was stunned.
He was an absolutely horrific expert. Why did he suddenly run away like a beaten dog?
Then, something even stranger happened.
Another dozen or so peerless masters turned around and left without a word. They departed without hesitation, disappearing into the Bone-burying Forest at edge of the desert, like they had seen something absolutely horrific.
“‘A sword that can freeze 400 kilometers. Who can defeat that bloodthirsty Teal-Robed One?’ Are you that guy?”
Someone exclaimed in horror, recognizing Ding Hao.
Before his voice died away…
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
In the distance, more than 20 experts of the Human and Demon Clans on the edge of the desert finally realized the same thing. Like frightened birds, they left immediately, disappearing into the distant horizon.
Before they left, they gave Ding Hao one last glance. They seemed to be looking at Death, astounded and frightened.
Ding Hao opened his mouth wide.
He quite understood now.
“A sword that can freeze 400 kilometers. Who can defeat that bloodthirsty Teal-Robed One?
“Were they talking about that time when I accidentally activated the power of the rusted sword to the full? I was fighting over the Bi Fang’s body, and with a wave of my sword, froze the Bone-burying Forest in the northwest.”
“Haha, you seem to be famous now, lad.”
Uncle Tianshu seemed to have understood too.
Ding Hao slowly put away his rusted sword. For a while, he did not know what to say.
“Hahaha, this is awesome! I didn’t expect you to have such a fearsome reputation. What luck! Why do I suddenly feel like I’m holding on a thick thigh? Hehe, who will dare to provoke me when we reach the Sacred Hall ruins? I’ll just close the door and let Ding Hao fight, hahaha!”
Uncle Tianshu grinned so broadly that his yellow teeth were exposed.
He was already beginning to indulge in wild fantasies. Ding Hao’s fearsome reputation would give him the right to bully anyone along the way, Those fellas might be angry, but they would not dare to speak out.
In the end, Uncle Tianshu laughed obscenely with his hands akimbo, bending back and looking up to the sky, grinning from ear to ear.
“Meow, hahaha. Meow, my human pet is getting more and more unreasonable. Meow, I like it.” Evil Moon was also very excited. It no longer had to worry about being pursued, even after grabbing someone else’s treasures. ‘A sword that can freeze 400 kilometers. Who can defeat that bloodthirsty Teal-Robed One?’ Once they announced Ding Hao’s name, which guy would make a fool of himself and fight him?
Ding Hao was speechless and embarrassed.
These two fellas! He was at a total loss for words.
In the sinkhole, that divine crimson brilliance was almost completely absorbed into the black puppy’s body. He could not detect any changes in its body although it had acquired its mother’s Power of the Origin.
Ding Hao put out a finger, scribbling and drawing in the void. Inscriptions of Chinese characters soared out like silver butterflies, turning into inscription chains around the sinkhole, protecting the black puppy.
Then, he landed in the sinkhole and came before the Six Black Devil Brothers.
These six men were trapped in Hell Ice, unable to break out of it. When they saw Ding Hao walk over, there was horror and fear in their eyes.
Ding Hao’s eyes fell on the brawny, scar-faced man who was their leader.
These men possessed the Black Moke Force, which was the same demonic yin power of the Moke Fleet in the Land of Divine Grace. It was the third time Ding Hao had seen such power from warriors in the Land of Infinity. He had encountered it before in Gou Jinwen, the Black Spear King, and that mysterious man who rescued the Moonlight Fairy.
Ding Hao’s eyes had already detected the instability and impurity in their Martial Emperor auras. Although their auras were at a high level, they had been practicing a secret technique to advance their cultivation. Their foundations were extremely unstable, and they lacked any experience or skills to control this power.
These masters had increased their strength exponentially through a wayward method, and were unable to adapt to their increased power or exert it to the full. They were certainly no match for Ding Hao. After all, Ding Hao was a genius swordsman who had fought so many life-and-death battles!