Supreme Emperor of Swords

Chapter 1217 - Chapter 22 Chaos Again

Chapter 22 Chaos Again

The demons that besieged the martial artist of the Human Clan had already changed back to their original forms. They were Blood Wolves at the Demon Prince level. Their red eyes stared greedily at the martial artist and the village. Their next attack would be enough to kill the martial artist of the Human Clan.

When a long howl rang out, all the Blood Wolves knew what it meant and gathered their Demon Auras. Their bodies emitted wisps of red Qi. In the blink of an eye, the Blood Wolves opened their bloody mouths and appeared in front of the martial artist of the Human Clan like lightning.

The Blood Wolves’ fangs were less than five inches away from the human martial artist, and he had no strength to resist.

At that moment, he did not even have the strength to raise the spear in his hand.

As the bloody scene of the wolves dismembering his body was about to happen, some villagers hiding in the ruins and watching the battle fainted directly to the ground.

Right at this moment-

Without warning, for some reason, the three Blood Wolves at the front, like arrows leaving the bow, disappeared into thin air the moment they approached the martial artist of the Human Clan.

They seemed to have turned into a cloud of blood mist in an instant and were killed in the white snow. However, there was no trace of blood on the ground, and there was no smell of blood in the air. The red powder that flashed away was like the last phantom of the three Blood Wolves in this world.

The two Blood Wolves, who had rushed up later, were surprised by the sudden disappearance of their three companions. Before they could stop, they had also turned into clouds of blood fog and disappeared in front of the Human Clan martial artist in an instant.

That was weird.

The auras that suddenly disappeared seemed to have hit a space tunnel and been sent to another world.

The few remaining Blood Wolves, who had been waiting motionlessly, had long been timid secretly, but they were reluctant to give up the prey that was about to fall into their hands.

Before they could make up their minds, the Blood Wolves transformed into balls of bloody mist one after another, and they exploded successively in a gentle manner like silent fireworks.

The villagers were shocked. It was as if a Celestial God was secretly protecting the village. After they calmed down, the villagers knelt on the snow and kowtowed to the invisible god in the void.

A warm breeze brushed people’s faces. The guardian martial artist of the Human Clan, whose mysterious strength had been exhausted, suddenly recovered some strength and felt that his spirit had recovered a lot. He stared into the distance as if he had seen something. He murmured, “Has a master of the Human Clan taken action? How powerful he is to be able to kill Blood Wolves so smoothly…”

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Ding Hao did not stay for long.

Before he left the village, he secretly set up a defense formation for the village so that it would not be invaded by the Demon Clan for a long time in the future.

After leaving the village, Ding Hao walked on a snowfield.

The scene of the Demon Clan’s invasion of the Human Clan made him think about the current situation of the Heaven Path world again.

“The Blood Wolf Clan belongs to the Demon God Palace. In the past few hundred years, the Demon God Palace in the Northern Region has not been as rampant as the Feather Clan. They still attach great importance to the No-war Alliance Treaty. Why did they allow the Blood Wolves to run amok?

“Well, it’s probably because this place is remote that the Demon God Palace doesn’t care much about it.

“Compared with other large-scale wars, this is a small place after all. I’m afraid it’s difficult for the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect to notice this place.

“These stubborn demons only behaved themselves a thousand years ago.

“But slaughter is the nature of the Demon Clan. I’m afraid it’s not a long-term solution to deter them with martial strength!

“For humans, a temporary rescue isn’t a solution. For the Heaven Path world, I must find a fundamental solution as soon as possible…”

At this moment, many thoughts flashed through Ding Hao’s mind. They were all analyses of the current situation of the Heaven Path continent.

After he thought for a while, he found that the fundamental solution was still related to the reincarnation of the six paths.

Ding Hao continued to walk forward and sighed softly.

“Isn’t the current Heaven Path continent even more chaotic than before?”

Ding Hao continued to wander in the world of the Heaven Path.

He was now in a relatively prosperous city in the Northern Region.

At this moment, he’d transformed into an ordinary person without the slightest Qi cultivation, and he wore ordinary coarse clothes. Moreover, his aura was restrained, causing him to seem like a passing scholar.

Ding Hao stopped at an extremely high-end restaurant in the city.

There were all kinds of people here, and it was the best place to observe the conditions of the people in the world.

In today’s Heaven Path world, the practice of martial arts prevailed. In such a prosperous city, even an ordinary waiter was a martial artist.

After choosing his table, Ding Hao ordered some wine and dishes while carefully observing the living conditions of everyone nearby.

At this time, the conversation of several people at the next table attracted Ding Hao’s attention.

“Have you heard that a super big event happened? Xiang Zeyu, the monarch of the Feather Clan, wants to challenge Mu Tianyang of the White-Robed Divine Palace on the Central Continent!”

Ding Hao looked at the table and saw four people sitting there. All of them were in the Semi God Realm and could be regarded as masters of a region.

The speaker was a middle-aged man with a pointed mouth and a goatee. When he talked about Xiang Zeyu and Mu Tianyang, his eyes widened as if he was talking about something extraordinary.

The fat middle-aged man sitting opposite the middle-aged man with a pointed mouth asked suspiciously, “Who is Mu Tianyang? He is a figure from the same era as Imperator Ding. He reached the True Immortal Realm more than a thousand years ago. He can kill a god-level master in seconds. How dare Xiang Zeyu challenge the White-Robed Emperor?”

The pointy-mouthed middle-aged man stroked his goatee and was about to continue.

At this time, the bald man sitting on the left side of him said, “Old Meng, don’t try to fool us. It’s said that the White-Robed Emperor and Imperator Ding worked together to destroy Hades True Immortal who brought disaster to the world. Moreover, the White-Robed Divine Palace he established could stand side by side with the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. What status and identity does he have? Even if the new master of the Feather Clan, Xiang Zeyu, dares to challenge him, will the White-Robed Emperor accept the challenge rashly?”

The goatee man wasn’t angered by their repeated questioning. He merely chuckled and didn’t immediately respond.

The thin man opposite the bald man couldn’t wait any longer and said to the other two, “You’re too ignorant. This matter has already shaken the world, and there’s news everywhere. I guarantee that it is absolutely true!”

Ding Hao was slightly shocked when he heard this conversation.

These days, he had been walking in remote mountains and had never contacted the outside world, nor had he inquired about and observed the news of the outside world. He did not expect such a thing to happen.

“Ahem, I know more.” The pointed-mouthed goatee man coughed lightly.

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The fat man and the bald man turned to look at him and waited for his speech seriously.

The pointy-mouthed goatee man said unhurriedly, “The White-Robed Emperor, Mu Tianyang, has been famous in the world for more than a thousand years. Everyone knows this, but many people don’t know that for hundreds of years, the rise of the Feather Clan depended entirely on one person!”

“Oh? Are you talking about Xiang Zeyu?” the bald man asked.

“Haha, the Feather Clan is so far away from us and I’m not as well-informed as you. Is Xiang Zeyu really that formidable?” the fat man asked eagerly.

“Humph, there are many legends about this new master of the Feather Clan on the continent. He’s more than just powerful. In the entire Demon Clan and Beast Clan, other than Wen Duoqing, the Great Ape King, the Pig Immortal, and a few other veteran experts, I’m afraid there’s no one else in the Demon Clan who can match him. Among the rising geniuses of the Feather Clan in the past thousand years, Xiang Zeyu is known as the number one.”

After that, both the bald man and the fat man widened their eyes in shock. The middle-aged pointed-mouthed man with a goatee stopped and took a sip of tea unhurriedly.

Ding Hao listened, but his face did not show any different expression.

It was a little sudden.

As for the new master of the Feather Clan, Ding Hao had also read his information. It was said that when he was born, he had six pairs of golden wings on his back, which were known as the reincarnation of the God of the Feather Clan. At that time, there were strange phenomena between heaven and earth, and golden light shone for thousands of miles. The whole Feather Clan regarded him as a god and the revival sign of the clan. Later, this genius of the Feather Clan really lived up to everyone’s expectations. He reached the God Realm at the age of ten and reached the peak stage when he was twenty years old. When he was a hundred years old, he was already in the Celestial Realm. Then, he became a True Immortal at the age of two hundred. He could definitely be regarded as the strongest genius in the history of the Feather Clan. Even the Feather Emperor was far behind him.

All these years, the Feather Clan had relied on this new master’s power to revive.

According to the files of the God’s Palace and the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect, the new master of the Feather Clan now had 24 pairs of golden wings and unfathomable strength. In the face of enemies, he had never fought with all his strength and had always won with a casual move. Four masters in the True Immortal Realm had died in his hands.

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This was an expert of the new generation who was in the limelight.

Moreover, it was said that this person had inherited the competitive nature of the Feather Clan. He had always regarded reviving the clan as his own responsibility. He was a fanatical racist. He was judged by the high-level officials of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect and God’s Palace as an unstable factor. He was an extremely dangerous person and was very likely to be the root of the future chaos in the Heaven Path world.

Such a figure actually dared to challenge the White-Robed Emperor.

Judging from the information in the files, he probably hadn’t gained enough strength to challenge Mu Tianyang.

What kind of story was behind this?

Ding Hao suddenly felt a little curious.

It had been a long time since he last found something interesting.

He was going to watch this duel.