“Under the Forbidden Tool of Heaven, gods and demons alike will perish!” Small Saber King shouted loudly, and tossed the spear in his hand, turning it into a flash of crimson light that pierced towards Ling Han.
Ling Han’s shifted his figure in an attempt to dodge this attack, but the blood spear was as if it had eyes and life, twisting and turning as it continued to hunt him down.
He’d been locked onto.
As expected of a Forbidden Tool, how powerful!
Since it couldn’t be dodged, then…
Ling Han put out Heaven Transformation Bowl and used it to catch the blood spear.
Something no one expected happened. The blood spear actually merged into the Heaven Transformation Bowl.
Then? Then there was no then.
The Forbidden Tool of Heaven, an object of ill omen that even the heavens feared, was actually simply absorbed by a bowl.
Every single person was moved, even the figures of the older generations revealed avaricious looks.
Small Saber King couldn’t even believe it as he stared dumbfoundedly at Ling Han. He expended fifty years of lifespan, yet couldn’t even cause a splash in the water, so how could he possibly accept it?
Ling Han raised the Demon Birth Sword in his hand with a smile, and said, “Have you any more ultimate moves?”
He charged out, and this time, he was going to utterly end Small Saber King.
Small Saber King struggled hard. The amount of hidden cards on him was truly surprising, throwing out a spirit talisman one moment and splashing a basin of ink, all of which possessed astonishing might, the next moment, making Ling Han cry out achingly because he’d already viewed the things on Small Saber King as his personal property.
Wasting his things, too shameful!
Ling Han was indignant, finally pulling apart the distance, and then activating the Annihilating Dragon Star Arrow once again.
Chapter 681 - A Shred of Saber Heart
Translator: Reverie_ Editor: Henyee
Xiu, xiu, xiu, the arrows shot out rapidly.
During the first battle, Small Saber King could forcibly deflect the arrows, but now, the strength gap of the two almost shrank to the level of zero, so how could Small Saber King block these three Mystical Powers together?
Ling Han’s strength had been much lower than his, and Ling Han hadn’t truly learned the Thunderclap Ninth Heaven, already making him feel Ling Han troublesome. Now, Ling Han’s strength increased greatly, finally causing a change in quality of Annihilating Dragon Star Arrow.
Mystical Powers could kill gods!
Ling Han’s tier was still too low, and he couldn’t kill gods at the moment, but killing Small Saber King wouldn’t be difficult.
Two light shields flashed consecutively over Small Saber King’s body and helped him avoid certain death twice. His expression couldn’t help but become bleaker, as the talisman already turned into ash, no longer being able to protect him.
The next arrow would set the time of his death.
This was a death match he’d agreed to, and would only end when one person fell for eternity. No one on the academy’s side objected, so now there couldn’t possibly be anyone that would come out to stop them.
Rules were rules, and if broken recklessly, would there still be any trust among people?
Small Saber King’s gaze was like a saber. At this moment, he wasn’t frightened by the fear of death, but was rather incited with a fighting spirit as he struck at Ling Han with a side slash of the saber.
Hong , the saber light was as if ablaze, emitting an indescribable mighty presence.
“Saber, Saber Heart!” someone from the older generation blurted out.
“Not Saber Heart, but he touched a shred of it!” Someone on the side shook their head, but also gave it positive recognition.
“Being able to comprehend Saber Heart, one would have the right to touch the rules of Great Dao. This is an underrated genius!” a third person from the older generation said.
“We can’t let him die!” a fourth person said decidedly.
Earlier, they let the two fight a fierce life or death battle because although Small Saber King’s reputation was remarkable, they saw it as nothing more, and sacrificing him wouldn’t matter. However, it was not ordinary being able to comprehend the heart of marital arts, and placed in the god realm, there would even be hope of becoming the finest elites.
Pu!
Ling Han quickly drew the bow and shot an arrow. With the light of destruction, it appeared before Small Saber King’s forehead in a flash, penetrating right through. This arrow was too terrifying, for it pierced through Small Saber King’s head fully and shot out of the other end, carrying silver-colored blood and soaring into the sky; its power didn’t seem to be reduced at all.
Xiu, xiu, xiu , there old monsters appeared, all of Heaven Tier cultivation, but they still came one step too late. Small Saber King fell down from the sky, life force leaving his body rapidly.
An old monster carried Small Saber King and left immediately, probably thinking to rescue him.
However, Ling Han could guarantee with his status as the Alchemy Emperor in the previous life that this arrow had already obliterated Small Saber King’s soul, and even if there was some divine pill that could heal Small Saber King’s body, that would only be obtaining a complete body.
With the soul already dead, would Small Saber King still be Small Saber King? Even if a new soul could be birthed again, then it might be mediocre in martial arts, and even possibly talentless.
In short, Small Saber King was utterly dead.
he remaining two old monsters looked coldly at Ling Han, extremely discontented in their hearts, but when both parties decided to battle to the death, they didn’t come forward to stop it, so what could they even say now?
They could blame Small Saber King for being too lowly. Couldn’t he have comprehended Saber Heart a bit earlier? Did it have to be at the most dangerous moment of life or death, which led them to fall short of stopping it?
After all, Ling Han now possessed the battle prowess of high level Deity Transformation Tier, and even Heaven Tier warriors had to be fully concentrated to stop him.
Gazing at Ling Han for a while, an old monster finally brushed his sleeve, and said in a displeased tone, “Disperse!”
“Yes!” No one dared to say anything as they walked away with their heads down one after another. There were still many Earth Grade and Black Grade palace halls vacant, so they were obviously going to seize it. Small Saber King died, and that was all—what did that have to do with them?
Small Saber King died, so wasn’t his palace hall vacant? But who would dare have any ideas about this palace hall? Wouldn’t they fear being shot to dregs by Ling Han?
Ling Han looked at the old monster that was going away, feeling extremely irritated inside.
His spoils of war were taken away just like that.
However, no matter how strong he was now, he couldn’t be stronger than a Heaven Tier warrior. Other than watching them go, what else could he do? He snorted inside, and thought, Damned old man, don’t you drop any hairs, or else I’ll curse you to sh*tting for three days and three nights.
He landed, and said, “Let’s go to Small Saber King’s palace hall. There might be some battle trophies left.”
Small Saber King had obtained the treasure trove of an ancient dynasty, and some treasures were too massive, unsuited for storing in a spatial ring, and needed a place to be set.
They rushed over excitedly, and after asking someone, they found the location of Small Saber King’s palace hall and walked in one after another.
“Hmm, turns out this palace hall comes with a Gathering Spirit Formation.”
“No wonder I didn’t clearly feel the Spirit Qi purity increase by ten times.”
“Turns out the key lies with these palace halls.”
Everyone cried out one after another in surprise. Cultivating here, it would truly be half the wo
rk and twice the effect. No wonder Small Saber King broke through to the Deity Transformation Tier so quickly. Those disciples that obtained direct entry most probably had come a few months earlier, and being able to cultivate for so long, they’d obviously pulled the gap between others a step further.
But Small Saber King encountered a freak like Ling Han, and could only die with grievance, being too unlucky.
Although this palace hall might seem large, it could provide space for only three to four people cultivating, or else there still wouldn’t be enough Spirit Qi to use. After all, there was a limit to Gathering Spirit Formation’s conversion, and surpassing this limit would be equivalent to losing its effect.
“I counted while walking by earlier. There’re only about five hundred or so palace halls altogether. But, there’s about probably over two thousand people who passed this time.”
According to Restore Heaven Academy’s estimate, a thousand students would be recruited this time, but because Ling Han broke the formation flag in the first stage, leading more people to pass, the amount of people suddenly doubled.
“Too many monks, too little gruel. Now the competition’s going to be fierce.”
“Yeah, anyone would want to live in a palace hall and receive more Spirit Qi. Besides, based on what that person from the academy said, only the talented people living in the palace halls would qualify to receive resources.”
“Then it must be fought for.”
Everyone had great ambitions. Even if they couldn’t contest for a Heaven Grade or Earth Grade palace hall, could they not aim for a Black Grade or Yellow Grade?
Li Feng Yu, Qin Lian Yue, and the others took their leave, all in a rush to seize a good palace hall. Moreover, one could challenge someone to a battle and also avoid a battle, and for geniuses like them, three months’ time was enough for their strength to undergo a drastic change.
Zhu Xuan Er and Hu Niu obviously weren’t leaving. The Spirit Qi inside this palace hall was enough for three people to use, and speaking of cultivation resources, would they lack them with Ling Han, who possessed the Black Tower?
“Ling Han, Niu’s hungry!” Hu Niu acted like a spoiled child.
“Okay, let’s eat first!” Ling Han said with a smile, and took out ingredients to prepare food. He temporarily didn’t think of finding the Rain Emperor and Mu Rong Qing. The three would developed their own forces and then merge them all, forming a super force.
This academy’s students were divided into four levels, which clearly told them who was the strongest; if you wanted to follow a boss, then find these people.
Not bad, it would be easy to take in underlings.
Chapter 682 - The Purple Moon Rises
Translator: Reverie_ Editor: Henyee
On the first day of entering the Restore Heaven Academy, fierce battles erupted in contest for the palace halls. In a few battles, some even died, fully showing the contest’s cruelty.
The path of martial arts was so. The higher up one was, the less space there was, but everyone wanted to climb upwards, so what could be done? Kick others down. There was only so much in cultivation resources—how could that possibly allow everyone in the world to become elites?
So, no one felt shocked because of this, and everyone quietly accepted such a result.
However, these things that often occurred during contesting for treasures in historic sites previously were now happening in the academy which should be safe—it was somewhat ironic.
The five great sects didn’t truly want to develop all these people—most of them were a whetstone, used to toughen the disciples of the five great sects. The other part that had good endowments certainly had the possibility to rise into the god realm, but only as slaves.
Not to mention, there really were too many people that entered this time, so how would they hold up if some weren’t hurriedly eliminated?
After Ling Han and the two girls ate, they began to search the palace hall, but Small Saber King didn’t leave many treasures. Only one thing could please Ling Han—the Golden Ship.
He’d originally had one, but it was smashed by the Diamond Puppet. Now that he’d obtained another one, it soothed somewhat his wounded heart.
With his strength, the golden ship couldn’t help him much, but it could be used to hasten on a journey, saving time, strength, and worries—an essential product on a journey.
One night passed. On the morning of the second day, Ling Han had just woken up and soon heard clamor outside.
He opened the door, only to see that four youngsters stood at the palace hall gates, each and every one with a scowl. They were shouting curses, but seeing Ling Han come out, they all shut their mouths.
Ling Han swept them with a glance, and said, “What, want to challenge me? Alright, four of you all at once, save me some time.”
“Hmph, we’re not here to challenge you!” one of them said.
“Then what are you guys doing here, whining?” Ling Han rolled his eyes.
“We’re disciples of the Absolute Saber Sect!” a second person said. “Don’t assume you can run amuck just because you defeated Small Saber King. Our Absolute Saber Sect’s strongest genius isn’t Small Saber King!”
“That’s right. Wait till Senior Brother Xu exits secluded training; killing you would be as easy as the turn of a palm for him!”
“Just you wait!”
The four hooted, even wishing to bite off Ling Han’s meat.
Ling Han sighed, and said, “Then why the heck are you guys being rude now? I most hate being disturbed when I want to sleep in. Looks like I have to give you guys a beating.”
“Stop, we’re not here to challenge you!” The four hurriedly waved their hands. They were only Flower Blossom Tier warriors, so how could they possibly be Ling Han’s match?
Ling Han snorted, and said, “Running here to curse, you still say that you guys aren’t here to challenge me? Your damn sister!” He charged up, and peng, peng, peng, peng, with one punch for one person, he sent all four flying.
He still showed some mercy, only heavily injuring the four, but not killing them.
“Is it Xu Xiu Ran?” Ling Han muttered. It wasn’t the first time he’d heard this name. Yao Hui Yue had once mentioned that this person was Absolute Saber Sect’s number one genius, who was extremely low-key, not famous, and probably only receiving recognition within the five great sects. “I’d rather like to meet him!”
Ling Han walked freely on Nine Dragons Mountain, getting acquainted with people and not hiding the idea that he wanted to take in underlings.
Although he became famous in one fight, shooting down Small Saber King, and seemed to be on the trend of being the Restore Heaven Academy’s number one, the people here were all geniuses, and geniuses were mostly self-conceited, so how could they possibly easily submit?
Now, everyone’s thoughts were: “I’ve now received such great cultivation conditions, so I can definitely catch up to you.”
Who would easily submit to someone else with that mindset?
The Rain Emperor and Mu Rong Qing also began their path of freakishness. They’d both successfully fought over an Earth Grade palace hall, and were studying which person in the Heaven Grade should be challenged first.
The academy’s communications were extremely advanced, with communication stones connecting to the five great sects and various super cities; overseeing at the center, they could grasp middle state’s every single movement. The students could also use the communication stones here to communicate with family and sects, delivering some news.
Now, nothing could surpass the most sensational news about the Purple Moon Empire.
Originally, no one was concerned about this force. To dare establish a nation in the middle state, wasn’t that courting death? A few Deity Transformation Tier forces already went to encircle and annihilate them, yet met with a total defeat. The experts were all captured; some surrendered, and those that didn’t were killed, instead making Purple Moon Empire’s st
rength increase some more.
Now this empire was expanding without restraint as it split into three great armies to besiege cities and strongholds, and its efficiency was surprisingly high. Its territory expanded by ten-fold in a short amount of time, and was still expanding at an extremely rapid pace.
This finally drew the attention of the five great sects, making them send subordinate Heaven Tier forces to kill them.
This matter occured three months ago, and so far, there hadn’t been a battle report sent back; perhaps the fight was at a stalemate.
After Ling Han heard it, he couldn’t help but nod his head.
Ma Duo Bao was someone deeply unfathomable. Since he’d decided to establish a nation to open the skies, then he definitely wasn’t acting recklessly. But what confused Ling Han was, where’d such a group with astonishing battle prowess suddenly come from?
Ma Duo Bao was definitely not fighting alone, so where’d the generals under him come from? To gather a large group of elites that had the same ideals wouldn’t be an easy thing.
Take Ling Han for instance. These few days, he was constantly trying hard to get underlings, but to little avail. Getting an underling was so troublesome, not to mention having them partake in opening the skies in opposition to the entire vast land!
“Does this guy really have such kickass charisma?” Ling Han was full of doubts. In his impression, Ma Duo Bao was a sly fatso, and could such a person also make a clarion call to make others follow him?
“The field’s a lot bigger, with all sorts of people. Reborn in this period, is it fortune or misfortune?” Ling Han muttered, yet revealed a belligerent smile at the corner of his mouth. Fortune and misfortune aside, at least he could fight to his heart’s content.
If Ma Duo Ba truly has the power to resist the five great sects, then it won’t hurt for me to lend him a hand. I’m not interested in being an emperor anyway. I want to take up this burden coming only from morality and not wanting to see the world’s living beings suffer greatly, anyway.
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